The sun was shining and all was peaceful outside. The quiet pierced the air as the birds were heard chirping. All was quiet, except in a certain room in Ouran Academy…the Third Music room.

"Haruhi! Give your daddy a hug!" yelled a certain blonde as he launched himself the cross-dressing girl.

"Sempai, let go of me," replied the blunt girl, rolling her eyes.

"Waah, Okaa-san! Our daughter is being so cold to her Otou-san!" wailed Tamaki. Kyouya shot him a glare.

"Tamaki, I don't have time for your nonsense. We're about to open so stop being an idiot or else you'll lose all your costumers." Replied Kyouya, the shadow king.

At that, Tamaki rushed to his corner of woe.

"Haha! Nice one, Kyouya-sempai!" laughed the Hitachiin brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru." That's the third time dono has been to his corner in under a hour."

As the twins continued to tease Tamaki, Haruhi walked off.

"I can't wait until I get home. I still have to do laundry, make dinner, and study…" she sighed.

"Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Do you want to eat cake with me? I have cheese cake, chocolate cake, strawberry cake and many more!" asked a little boy, Hunny.

"No thank you, Hunny-sempai. I'm not really into sweets." She replied

"That's alright, Haru-chan! Takashi, lets go eat some cake." Said Hunny as he turned to Mori.

"Ah."

The doors suddenly opened revealing a bunch of squealing girls. The host club was now open. As usual, Tamaki wowed the girls with his famous princely act. The Hitachiin twins did their brotherly act causing the girls to faint at the 'beautiful sight'. Hunny was eating cakes, no surprise, but managed to make the girls squeal at his cuteness. And Mori was his usual silent type as he accompanied his cousin in eating cakes, which for some reason attracted the girls' attention as well. Kyouya was off in the corner typing away on his laptop, trying to find ways to make more money. As for Haruhi, she was busy giving the girls advice and such.

At the beginning of the year, Haruhi had accidentally broken a vase worth 8 million yen! She now has to work off her debt disguised as a male in the host club.

After a few hours, the host club was closed and Haruhi started to clean up. But, someone interrupted her…actually, two someones.

"Hey, Haruhi. We need more instant coffee." Said Hikaru as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

"Yes, Haruhi. Now hurry and go buy some." Added Kaoru with his arm around her waist.

Haruhi sighed, " I think you guys are developing an addiction to that stuff. You know, it's not good for you."

"We don't care as long as we're satisfied." They said in unison.

"Fine, I'll go buy some tomorrow." Haruhi gave in.

"Yay! Thanks Haruhi!" yelled the twins as they hugged her.

"HEY! STOP HARASSING MY POOR DAUGHTER!" screamed the over-dramatic king.

The three idiots started to debate over who gets Haruhi as she headed out the door and started walking home.

That night, after doing all her chores and making dinner for her and her father, Haruhi laid down on her bed going through the today's events. She soon found herself thinking about the hosts and her relationship with them.

Mitsukuni Haninozuka is a short, cute, but surprisingly strong seventeen year old. Though he is a senior, his height is only 4'9''. He is often referred to as "Hunny". He attracts his customers with his loli-shota cuteness.

Takashi Morinozuka was the silent and instinctive senior; he is also Hunny's cousin. He also has a nickname, Mori. He has an intimidating appearance, but Hunny changes that status whenever he's near him. He is 6'4'' and also a senior. He is referred to as the "wild" type. Though he doesn't attempt to woo the girls, he still does by assisting his cousin, which apparently still attracts the girls' attention.

The next person that popped into Haruhi's mind is Kyouya Ootori, the second-year vice president of the host club. He is cunning, sly, secretive, but brilliant. He is very resourceful, which gave him the nickname "the shadow king". He is considered to be the "cool type".

Two identical faces interrupted her thoughts. They were the Hitachiin twins, Hikaru and Kaoru. They were mischievous, childish, and just little devils. They were freshmen along with Haruhi. They were identical in appearance but once you get to know them better, you can start to see the difference in their personalities. Hikaru, the older of the two, was less mature and was usually the leading twin. Kaoru is younger by three minutes and is usually the more mature twin when he is on his own. Both red heads are 5'9'' and attract their customers with their "brotherly love" act.

Last but not least, her mind wandered to a narcissistic, naïve, but caring blonde. This second-year is the founder and president of the host club. His height is 6'0''. He is half-Japanese and half-French and is the son of the superintendent of Ouran Academy. He is known as the "Prince type".

Eventually, her eyelids grew heavy and she fell into a deep slumber.

"Haruhi! Where is my doll?!" screamed a little orange haired girl.

"I don't know. Do you want me to help you look for it, Ayame-chan?" replied another little brunette girl.

"No need cause I know you took it! You're always staring at it, jealous much?" snorted Ayame.

"Ayame-chan, I can assure you I didn't take your doll. My mommy already bought me one."

"Hmph! Still, I can tell you craved for mine. After all, my mom can actually afford a good doll. Unlike yours."

Haruhi glared at Ayame. "Apologize."

"Why should I? It's true. Your mother couldn't even afford to stay healthy. She's probably going to die any day now." Laughed Ayame.

Haruhi couldn't take it anymore. She pounced onto her childhood 'friend' and started clawing at her. Ayame screamed at the top of her lungs as she attempted to grab a fistful of Haruhi's hair. Suddenly, Ayame's mother and Haruhi's father rushed into the room at the sound of Ayame's scream. They immediately untangled the two outraged girls and left the two alone to apologize.

"Sorry…" Haruhi mumbled.

"Heh, you should be. But, I understand. It must be hard for you having a mother who doesn't love you and is dying." Scoffed Ayame.

Haruhi glared at her, but being a smart 8yr old, she decided not to show her anger. Instead, she turned around and walked away, towards her dad, never turning back.

"I don't need your pity," she whispered. "I declare you, Fuji Ayame, a rival."

A few days later, Haruhi found her mother's grave…destroyed.

Haruhi suddenly woke up with a startled gasp. "Oh, it was a dream" she reassured to herself. But she couldn't stop thinking of it. .

" It must be hard for you having a mother who doesn't love you and is dying."

Those words ran through her mind all day. She couldn't stop thinking of it. Those words burned her and the sight of her mother's grave kept appearing in her mind. Throughout all her classes, Haruhi didn't even pay attention; she kept gazing out the window. To be honest, it surprised her how much it bothered her, she was never one to let something so small keep her from her schoolwork. But it did.

As the teacher continued with the lesson, the twins looked over at Haruhi to find her still looking out the window with a blank look on her face. They started to worry; they knew how much studying meant to her.

"Oy, Kaoru. What do you think is wrong with Haruhi? She seems out of it." Hikaru whispered to his twin.

"Ehh…there's defiantly something wrong with her." He replied with the same look of concern on his face. "Hmm… I know! Lets play a game; it's called the "Who can cheer Haruhi up first" game! We can't just let our favorite toy go into depression."

"Hey! Hitachiin-san! Pay attention!" scolded the teacher as she glared at the two flushed students.

"Gomen." They muttered in unison as the class giggled.

After class ended, the trio headed toward the third music room for another day of entertaining girls. When they walked through the doors, they found themselves surrounded by an Egyptian environment.

"You're late." Stated Kyouya, not even bothering to look up from his laptop.

"Ah, gomen."

"Hurry and change into your costumes." Ordered Kyouya.

The twins dragged Haruhi towards the change room with them. They shoved her into one of the rooms, as they got into their own.

"W-what's with this costumes…?" asked the stunned girl from behind the curtains as she stared at the revealing robe. It was smothered in jewels and golden accessories; it was clearly for a female. "Aren't I supposed to be a male?"

"It's a cosplay, Haruhi." Kaoru explained. The two were wearing just a robe for their bottoms; it was also covered in jewels. They were bare chested. "Now, hurry up and change. Kyouya-sempai and Tono would throw a fit if we were any later."

Haruhi sighed as she walked out, wearing her costume. When the twins saw her, they started to blush. So cute! They thought. Seeing their flushed expressions, Haruhi grew confused.

"Ano..are you two okay?" she asked, waving her hands in front of her faces.

The two snapped out of their trance. "Yeah, come one! Lets go." Hikaru led them towards the rest of the hosts.

When the rest of the host saw her, they stopped what they were doing and stared at her. Hunny stopped eating cake, Mori took his eyes off Hunny, Kyouya looked up from his laptop, and Tamaki stopped whatever he was doing.

"Waa, Haru-chan is so kawaii!" complimented Hunny, racing up to hug her. Mori nodded in agreement.

"My daughter is so adorable!" yelled Tamaki as he glomped on her.

"S-sempai, I c-can't b-b-breathe!"

After a few minutes of plying Tamaki off of the poor girl, they finally got into position as the doors to the third music room threw open. As the girls departed to their designated hosts, Hikaru and Kaoru managed to get to Haruhi and fling their arms onto the cross-dressing girls.

"Ha-ru-hi."

"What?"

"Is something bothering you today, so seemed out of it during classes today."

Haruhi froze. Am I really that predictable? She thought. "I'm fine." She whispered. Before the twins could respond, the girl stalked off. They were left staring at her back as her figure drifted further.

Something is defiantly bothering her…they thought.

As the host club was closed and the last of their costumers were leaving, Haruhi started to pick of the dishes and disappeared to the back. The twins stared at her with the same worried faces. Kyouya noticed this.

"So, did something happen between you two and Haruhi?" he asked, adjusting his glasses.

"What!? What did you two doppelgangers do to my precious daughter?!" screamed the blonde king.

"We didn't do anything, we swear!" Hikaru protested, holding up his hands for 'protection'.

"Liar!"

"Really!"

"Liar! Liar! Liar! Liar!"

"Tono, Hikaru is right. Haruhi seemed kind of…depressed the whole day." Kaoru interrupted, still eyeing the place Haruhi disappeared into.

"Oh no! My daughter is depressed! Is it the host club's fault? Are we interfering with her studies? Are we that annoying? Ah, it's entirely fault! Poor Haruhi!" sobbed Tamaki.

"Aah…Tono, calm down." Hikaru sweatdropped.

"Hmm…if she keeps this up, I'm going to have to keep raising her debt until she snaps out of it. We lost 17 of our costumers today due to them leaving in the middle of club activities because of Haruhi's sloppy attitude." Kyouya started calculating her debt.

"Okaa-san! How could you only think about money during our daughter's darkest hour?!" screeched Tamaki, rushing to Kyouya.

Before Kyouya could shoot him a glare, he saw a figure standing at the door. It was a girl, an orange haired girl. She looked confused, like she was lost.

"Excuse me, the host club is finished for today. Please come back tomorrow." Kyouya told her.

"Ah, gomen. I was lost." Explained the flushed girl.

"My princess, this must be fate leading you into my arms." Tamaki turned into prince mode. "Your beauty surpasses all. Even when you're lost, you still remain beautiful." The girl in his arms blushed as everyone else sighed.

Suddenly, they heard a crash behind them. They turned around to find a shocked Haruhi standing above a pile of broken dishes; her hands were bleeding a lot from the cuts the dishes gave her. She didn't even seem to noticed her blood drip onto the floor, her eyes were wide and held…anger.

"Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Are you okay?! You're bleeding!" cried a teary Hunny, running towards the wounded girl.

"Haruhi! What happened?!" yelled the twins as they rushed to her aid.

"Oh my goodness! Haruhi! Are you okay?! Does it hurt?!" Tamaki also ran to her aid, followed by Kyouya and Mori with the same look of concern of their faces. All the while, Haruhi didn't respond to their frantic questions, instead she kept her eyes on the new comer. After a short while of awkward silence, Kyouya began to talk, "Hmm…looks bad. I'll call the doctor." He flipped out his cell phone and began to dial the number but someone stopped him.

"Stop."

All their gazes turned to Haruhi.

"B-but, Haru-chan, you're hurt." Hunny sniffed. Mori put a hand on the little senior's shoulders to reassure him.

"Yes, Haruhi. We must bring you to the hospital at once." Tamaki said.

"No." Haruhi's bangs were now covering her eyes.

"Hmph, same old Haruhi. Always acting so like the strong heroine." They turned to the newcomer.

"You know Haruhi?" asked Kaoru.

"Heh, we go way back. We had some wonderful memories and chats about our mothers, right Haruhi?" she smirked. She was trying to get Haruhi mad on purpose, to show her new friends the real Haruhi. She walked up to Haruhi and whispered in her ear,

" It must be hard for you having a mother who doesn't love you and is dead."

That did it.

Haruhi started to tremble as she raised her head, her eyes held fire and anger. Everyone backed away, scared. They never saw Haruhi like this before it took them by surprise. Haruhi started towards the new comer.

"Heh, nice to see you again, Ayame-chan." Smirked Haruhi.

"Haru-chan is scary!" whispered Hunny. Mori picked him up and put him on his shoulder.

Before anyone could react, Haruhi darted towards the girl. Tears blurred her vision as the picture of her mother's ruined grave dug deep into her mind.

"I'll kill you!" screamed Haruhi.

To be continued…

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