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"Settle down, class," said class 1A of Ouran Academy's teacher. "Today, we have a student transferring in from one of the…" He trailed off, his gaze shifting to a brown-haired "boy", and continued on. "…Transferring in from one of the, er, less wealthyschools of this area, who, much like our own Haruhi Fujioka, is on scho—"

"DID SOMEONE SAY 'HARUHI FUJIOKA'?!?" A boy with choppy black hair, gray eyes, and a ridiculously crooked tie burst into the room. Wide-eyed and a bit crazy looking, he gave quite a shock to the class as he frantically scanned the room—until his eyes rested on Haruhi.

"Arashi?!?!"The usually level-headed Haruhi shot up out of her chair, knocking it over in the process.

"Ah. It would seem Haruhi already knows our new student," said the teacher. "How…nice."

The new student—apparently named Arashi—flung himself at Haruhi with arms wide open, and Haruhi, in turn, side-stepped the assault-hug. He whirled around to face her with teary eyes and said, "Oh, Haruhi, how I've missed you so! But why on Earth are you dressed like a--"

His sentence didn't get to be finished, since Hikaru, seated on one side of Haruhi, clamped his hand over Arashi's mouth. Kaoru, seated on the other side of Haruhi, faced the teacher. "Er…you wouldn't mind if Haruhi, Hikaru, and I gave…Arashi a tour of the school during lunch, would you?"

"Hn? Oh, no, no; not at all," The teacher turned to Arashi, who was struggling to get to Haruhi under Hikaru's slightly annoyed grip. "New student! Quietly take the empty seat behind Haruhi."

He nodded when he was released from Hikaru's grip and sulked over to the seat.

He stared at the back of Haruhi's head until the lunch bell rang…and the Hitachiins apparently noticed.

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"So, ARASHI..." said the twins in an irritated tone. "Who the hell're you?"

"Huh? But....you just said my name. I'm Arashi."

"No, no, no!" started Kaoru."What we mean is..."

"Who are you to Haruhi?" finished Hikaru, obviously the more annoyed twin at the moment.

"He's someone from my middle school." The three boys turned around to find Haruhi. The twins hadn't thought she was in hearing distance. "Now, c'mon. We're supposed to show him around the school."

"Haruhi!" Arashi was delighted to see her. He bounded up to her and stuck to her side like glue. Then he remembered his previous question. "Say....why are you dressed like a guy? You would look so CUTE in a girl's uniform!"

The twins and Haruhi stopped in their tracks. Haruhi whirled around to face Arashi. "Whatever you do," she said in a menacing whisper, "Do NOT let anyone know that I'm a girl!" When she saw Arashi's confused expression, she sighed and added, "I'll explain later."

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