Chapter one.

Haruhi looked around music room three as the ladies were leaving. The twins were slumped over a couch and Kaoru was watching Hikaru play on a new game that they had brought. Kyouya was, as always, on his laptop, either doing work or plotting the next host club event. Tamaki was in his corner of woe after Haruhi had told him truthfully that that just because Easter was coming up she would not be dressing up as a playboy bunny for him. Honey and Mori were sat at a table, Mori watching Hunny yet again consume a large piece of cake. Haruhi sighed and got a lawyer book out of her bag and started to read it. Just as she was getting into chapter five, Kyouya shut his laptop and started to pack away as did the rest of the host club.

"What's going on?" she asked. The twins looked at her blankly and then at each other before answering in unison.

"It's the dinner for the French ammbassidor as he is visiting. All of our families have been invited so it's essential that we are there too" Haruhi looked down at her book and took a breath before answering.

"Um Yeah of course. I should be getting home too" and she started to pack up her books.

"We would of course invited you but being a commener you would not exactly fit in and of course vas our families know that you are female you wouldn't be able to pull off the attire that is required in this kind of event" Haruhi scowled at the demon king before answering

"I understand Kyouya" She pulled the bag over her shoulder and strode out of the host club.

As she got through the door Haruhi threw her bag at the wall and screamed. She had had enough of the comments about how she would never fit into the host clubs world. Usually they were mild but today comments had really stung. Her dad walked through the door and hugged her.

"It's hurting you isn't it? Staying here" She nodded and burst into tears. Her dad hugged her closer and replied

"Maybe America might do you good. Just for a year"

One year and a half later

Haruhi strode of the plane in Japan's airport. It had been a year and a half exactly since she left Japan and a lot had changed.

"Miss Fujioka?" She looked around to see a man in a black uniform. She looked him up and down coldly and pointed to her bags and replied

"Take that to the car" before stiding outside and sliping into a black limo that was waiting for her outside.