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Chapter 1: Haruhi And Takumi Meet

I looked in the mirror and shuddered, they were making me do this again. The blue flowing dress was itching my back and legs. The dress itself was beautiful, long and light with green and white flowers running across it. There wasn't a doubt in my mind, it was Kaoru and Hikaru's mother's design. I was already tripping over the high heeled shoes they made me wear. The heel was around two inches. They were white, and open-toed, with a small plastic white flower on the strap over my foot. As I was moving my bangs under the long brown haired wig, I called out to Kyoya who was standing outside the changing room.

"Why am I doing this again?" I asked.

"Tamaki wants you to enjoy the party as a girl," Kyoya said, as a matter of factly.

"Can't I ever do anything myself?" I asked, mostly to myself.

"We've already announced that Haruhi couldn't come, do to studying..." I prat fell into the mirror, hitting my head. Leaning against the mirror I called out.

"That is what I should be doing, winter exams are soon."

"Don't be so boring," called out Hikaru. "Even studious commoners need to have fun."

"Damn rich bastards..." I mumbled under my breath. I pushed myself off of the mirror. "What party is this anyway?"

"Winter Party," said Honey-senpai, his voice ringing loudly. "Celebrating the new snowfall!"

"Yeah." said Mori-senpai in response.

"We have those?" I asked, as I turned away from the mirror.

"We have had one for every new snowfall for the past two years." said Kaoru.

I moved back the curtain and I felt everyones eyes on me. To them, I was the cutest thing to walk the earth. To me, I felt like an idiot. It wasn't cause I wasn't used to girls clothes, it was the fact that I was being dolled up for something I really didn't want to go to. But this was my life, as long as I was in the Host Club. I tried walking but tripped a few times. Kaoru and Hikaru set me down in a chair and put some make-up on my face. I heard a bust of two doors coming into the room.

"Is she ready?" asked Tamaki-sempai's voice. I turned around, and my eyes met his.

He blushed and mouthed "Kawaii". It's not that I don't mind his continuous compliments it's just...well...I wish he would say something else once in a while. Like, "Haruhi, you're so smart!" I would rather be remembered for something like that, than my looks. Guys would give me confessions, once a month but, I would just turn them down. I believed that you couldn't base an entire relationship over just looks.

"Do you have to put so much makeup on face like that?" I asked, as they put the final touches on my face.

"Kawaii!" said the twins in response. I stood up and faced Tamaki-senpai. He was pretty attractive tonight as well, but I wasn't about to say that to him. He had on a white tuxedo with a black bow tie and white shoes. His purple-ish eyes sparkled with the color of the tux, and I could tell he got his hair done. He took a step back when he saw me, and blushed a deep red.

"YOU'RE ADORABLE!" He exclaimed, as he ran to wrap his arms around me. The twins grabbed him before he laid a finger on me. "Let me go! Daddy wants to hug his daughter!"

"You'll mess up her makeup!" the twins yelled. They let go of Tamaki-senpai and headed toward me. They linked their arms with mine, and with distinguishable grins on their faces, started toward the party.

"What do you think you're doing!" yelled Tamaki-senpai. I just prepared myself for the normal fight over me. I sighed, and unlinked my arms from the twins.

"We're taking her to the party, of course." said Kaoru.

"It's only fair." said Hikaru. "She is wearing our mother's clothing designs."

"But... I wanted Haru-chan to come with us!" said Honey-senpai while, he was resting on Mori-senpai's on shoulders, in his usual spot.

Tamaki-senpai yelled about something, but I was paying more attention on what was going on outside of the doors. There were smiling couples entering the ballroom, through double doors. The boys had their arms tight around the girls, as if to protect them. Then my eyes caught a glimpse of a figure on the on dark hallway floor.

He was just sitting there, looking at the ground. He had one long leg was laying flat on the floor and the other long leg pulled up to his chest by his hand. He was wearing a black suit with a long tie that was tucked in. He had short, dark brown hair that covered his eyes. I was intrigued by this boy. I looked back at the Host Club, to make sure they weren't watching, and I went out into the hallway. I stopped right in front of him and he looked up.

He had that most curious blue eyes I had ever seen. They sparkled with a eire light, and they were glossed. He quickly wiped his eyes, with the back of his sleeve and looked at me again with a smile. His face features was soft, like a girl's and it was heart shaped. His smile sent a shiver down my spine.

"Are you alright," I asked him.

"I'm fine," He said. His was voice surprisingly high-pitched for a boy. It was light and airy. "I'm not really used to these things."

"Parties?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. My friends asked me to come but I felt a little awkward, when everyone else has a date but me." He paused, and then laughed. His laugh was sweet and musical. "I came out here contemplating whether I should go home or not."

I looked back into the room everyone was in to still hear arguing. The twins were mocking Tamaki-senpai, Honey-senpai was trying to calm him down while Kyoya and Mori-senpai just seemed to ignore them. They didn't even notice that I left.

"Well, I don't have a date either," I said. I guess I really said it for two reasons. One, this guy was obviously upset and needed to cheer up. Two, it was a chance to get away from the Host Club.

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly," he said, waving me off. I couldn't believe my ears. Most guys would have jumped for a chance, but this guy… "I don't want to ruin your night with my troubles."

"It's alright," I said. "Really, my friends forced me to come here, too."

"Are you sure it's alright?" he asked. I could see in his eyes that he was really excited. I nodded and stepped aside as he stood up. He was shorter than I had expected him to be. He was just around my height. His clothes were baggy and loose fitting. "By the way miss, my name is Takumi."

"My name is Har..." I paused. If I had said my name, he would have known I was a part of the Host Club. And that I was a "guy". I dug deep into my mind for a name I had heard. "Har...har... Haruko."

"Wow, that's a pretty name." He held his hand out for me and I took it. "It's a pleasure to meet you Har-Har-Har-Haruko." He laughed again and I couldn't help but smile as well.

He opened the door to the ballroom and a light immediately flooded us. When we got our eyesight back, we were amazed. The dance floor was full of life. It had couples dancing, bright lights shining everywhere, and people laughing.Music was playing from an orchestra on the side of the room. It was a light and happy tune that was perfect for dancing.

I looked at Takumi. His eyes were looking around the room, watching everyone dancing.I couldn't help but smile.

"Feeling better?" I asked him. He looked at me and smiled his sweet, feminine smile.

"Much better." He paused for a moment as the music changed from light and happy to a waltz. "Do you want to dance?"

"Uhh... sure. But I have to warnyou, I'm not so good at it."

"That's alright, I'll lead." He pulled me toward the dance floor.

I looked around and saw many guys and girls staring at us wide-eyed. He placed his hand right above my hip and took my right hand in his left. I put my arm on his shoulder. He slowly moved his foot forward and I cautiously moved mine back.

"Just follow me," he whispered in my ear. I could feel him tug at my body to turn, so I did. It was much easier now that I wasn't leading. With each step, I gained some more confidence.

"Do you go to Ouran Academy?" Takumi asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"Funny, I've never seen you. Although, you do look familiar." We spun in a circle around the dance floor. It felt like I was flying instead of dancing. "So, where do you live?"

"Close to the school." I couldn't believe what I was saying. Everything was the truth I couldn't understand why I was telling him this.

"What grade are you in?" He dipped me and I yelped. "It's okay, I won't drop you."

"I'm a freshman."

"I'm a third year. What are you favorite subjects?"

"Why are asking me all of this?" he paused for a moment before letting go of my hip and twirling me.

"I think I should know more about my dance partner instead of the fact that she's cute. Don't you think that dance partners, or any partners for that matter, should know something about each other? You shouldn't depend everything on looks." I froze, but at the same time, my heart was

pounding. He pulled me closer. I caught his scent for the first time and was surprised that he smelled so good. I took another deep breath. "Some people are blessed with both good looks and wonderful personalities. I would like to see if you have both."

I couldn't help but smile. After he said that, I felt more comfortable. We started turning more, laughing and smiling. I was genuinely happy until he let go of my hip and spun me out. I laughed at this, but then I saw Tamaki-senpai standing at the entrance. His face was clearly of anger. He was red and about to blow. Before I could turn back to Takumi, Tamaki-senpai came up and took my outstretched hand. He pulled me out of Takumi's grasp and into his.

Takumi didn't burst out with anything. Instead, he chuckled. His chuckle was as light and sweet as his laugh.

"Forgive me," he said to both me and Tamaki-sempai. "I didn't know she was your date." He bowed to me and took my hand. "Until again, princess?" He kissed my hand, which made Tamaki-senpai flare up again. I watched Takumi walk right out of the ballroom, while Tamaki-senpai was still holding me. He hugged me close.

"I was so worried about you, Haruhi," he said silently so no one could hear my name. I took in a scent of Tamaki-senpi to discover it was nothing like Takumi's. I pinched Tamaki-senpi's arm so he would let me go.

"I'm going home," I said bluntly.

"But Haruhi..." said Tamaki-senpai. "We haven't even danced one song." I gave him an evil look as he cringed back. I wasn't in the mood to deal with his stupidity. That night, all my thoughts seemed to be on Takumi.

The next day, all of us were running around the Host Club room to get ready for our guests. Tamaki-senpai couldn't help but bump into me a few times. Every time he would he would ask the same thing.

"Haruhi, are you still mad at me?"

I would always tell him no, but he never believed me. While I was in the snack room getting the cakes for Honey-senpai, I heard the door open.

"Welcome" I called out, along with the other voices of the Host Club.

"I'm not here to be a guest today. I came to ask a favor." I heard a voice I recognized from last night.

"Takumi!" my mind rang out.

I quickly grabbed all of the snacks I needed and ran out of the room. But what I saw when I came out was something unexpected.

I looked at the face and, sure enough, it was the same feminine face I had danced with the night before. But he was in a girl's uniform. The puffy yellow dress with white cuffs and a white collar made him look so much like a girl, it was scary. My eyes wondered down to his chest, and there did they stop. I saw two fairly large bumps protruding out.

"Breasts..." I thought to myself. "They are breasts..."

"What kind of a favor?" asked Kyoya, seeming attentive to Takumi.

"I need you to find a girl," Takumi said. "She was with Tamaki-kun last night."

"Wait!" yelled Tamaki-senpai. A blush rose to his face as he stumbled backwards. "You're a girl!"

"Was there ever a doubt in your mind?" Takumi asked. I dropped the tray of snacks I was holding. The snacks crumbled to the floor and the tray broke into a million pieces.

"Haruhi, that is another 600,000 yen," said Kyoya. Instead of me freaking out like I would normally do, I apologized and started picking up the pieces of tray. My eyes never left the floor.

"Please, Kyoya," said Takumi. "If you know who she is, tell me about her. Or could you find me her information? She's a freshman named Haruko." Takumi pulled out a small bag from her pocket and tossed it to Kyoya. "I'll pay you."

"I'll do what I can," he said. Tamaki-senpai looked at Kyoya with eyes that said 'traitor.' "But I do have one question. Why?"

"I really don't know myself. She has left her mark on me and I want to know more." I looked up at her. Her head was down, but she was really sincere. "Please. If you find her, can you send her to class 3-D after the Host Club?"

With that, she turned and left the room. The door slammed behind her. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I was just staring at the door, wondering why.

Why was she asking for me? Why did she not tell me she was a girl? And why did this girl captivate my thoughts so well?

To be continued in Chapter 2: Takumi Nakamura, who is she?