Here's the sequel to Second chances! I couldn't resist posting it this soon!

After becoming Aimi Ito, Haruhi got into a lot of trouble, got a boyfriend, and Made Kyoya cry. What is this is not the end for the heroine in another person's body? Who was Aimi? Was she more than a banking heiress? And she's one of the elite 7? Thing at the Host clbg have never been more interesting...

Disclaimer: Ouran is not mine ( but the twins are...) =3

****OURAN****

"Really, guys, it's a head stone. No need to put a bust of me on it." Haruhi sighs and feels pity for her old body.

"Hey, you weren't here, so don't complain." Hikaru walks over carrying the picnic basket, with Kaoru trailing behind with a blanket. The headstone was white marble inlaid with gold lettering. Atop the white monstrosity was a bust, a bust of her head that was eerily alike her old face.

"Now nobody will go near this graveyard after what you guys did to my head stone. "Haruhi takes the blanket from Hikaru to put next to her creepy head stone.

Today was Obon, and even if Haruhi was with them they insisted that she spend it with her old rotting body. Tamaki insisted that this would be a family bonding experience, but all she wanted was Kyoya, it had only been a week since she had walked out of the hospital, and they barely let her do anything since. She had been told to sit all week so the hosts came to her. It was nice but Haruhi was happy to be up and moving, or well hobbling with her big black and pink boot.

"Daughter! What did I tell you! No strenuous activity, it could tire you out, or even worse, you could hurt yourself again!" Tamaki rips the blanket from Haruhi's hands only to throw her backward and into Hikaru's open arms.

"Good Job, Boss, you almost injured her yourself." Hikaru steadies me and helps me down to the blanket Tamaki laid out.

"I can do it. I'm not made of glass; I just got a bit shaken up from the fall." Haruhi defends her self and they all sit down next to her in a half circle.

"More like shattering bones after falling 400 feet." Kyoya sits down next To Haruhi and gives her a short peck on the lips.

"EEEW, Semapi, please no PDA. You're grossing us all out." Hikaru and Kaoru pretend to look away in disgust, but they had all had grownaccustomed to Haruhi's relationship with Kyoya.

"Oh, grow up. You didn't mind it that one time we both walked into the doorway at the same time, so what's different now?" Haruhi shoots Hikaru a glare and turns her head towards Honey.

"Okay everybody, I made Strawberry shortcake in honor of Haruhi!" honey cries and passes out the mini cakes with a single strawberry on top. They almost look too cute to eat. As everybody digs in, Haruhi picks the strawberry cake up and hobbles over to her mother's grave. Haruhi also grabs the roses for her mom. She lays the cake and the red roses on the grave, claps her hands twice, and begins.

Hey mom, it's been a while... I'm sorry, the last three months were crazy, and I wasn't even awake for most of them... How is it up there? Are you lonely? I miss you. I'm not Haruhi anymore, I'm Aimi Ito, and it's so not fun. I can't do anything without thinking it though and I'm stressed but I'm happy dad and the gang are happy. I also wish I was with you, but I can't right now but I'll meet up again with you. Happy Obon! I'll come again soon, but I couldn't come on your birthday like I always do because of the fact that I was unconscious during it. Sorry. I love you and you will forever be in my thoughts. I love you Mom.

Haruhi sighs and looks up to find everybody staring at me.

"What? I was just praying... It's not like its bad or anything."

Honey points behind me and I find what they are looking at, paparazzi. Not what you'd expect to see at a cemetery: at least a hundred people wielding cameras all pressed against the fence, waiting.

As soon as I turn around the flash bulbs start leaving stars across my eyes, and the question begin.

"Aimi, are you really the heir to the Ito banking company?"

"What are you doing at this graveyard?"

"Why are the other elite seven with you here? Are you dating one of them!"

"Why were you hospitalized?"

"Is it true you tried to commit suicide and jumped out your bathroom window?"

The white sparkles in my eyes dance so I'm totally blinded, and when I try to walk away I only run into mom's head stone and somersault over it. Luckily Mori is on the other side, so I don't have to let my brains splatter against the ground. Mori picks me up and we hightail it for the limo. I jump in and lie back on the plushy leather.

"What was that?" I ask, my voice shaking slightly.

"That, my dear Haruhi, is the beginning of our worst nightmare." Kyoya looks up and smiles in a very icy way towards me.

"You guys know I didn't commit suicide, right? I got attacked." Haruhi said quietly, what she had just said was what was supposed to between the police and her. Even if the person attacking her had been doing it from the inside out.

"We guessed since you said you couldn't tell us. And there is nothing classified if you pull the right strings." Tamaki glances up with a mischievous look upon his face; it was quite a odd look for him.

"Sempai, quit that, it's scaring me. So you already knew? That's a lot of explaining I don't need to do, but what do they want with me?" Haruhi leans in closer to the group of men.

"Aimi was kept a deep secret. No one was to know about her until she was to take over the banking company in about five years. Nobody outside of her family and their servants knew who she was. And it doesn't help you've been hospitalized three times in the past three months and you supposedly tried to kill yourself." Hikaru looked up at her with a small frown on his face.

"This is fun. And what the heck was he talking about the elite 7? What is that?" Haruhi shot a glance at Kyoya who she knew had the answer.

"The elite seven are the Richest Families in Japan. They are Ootori, Souh, Hitachiin, Morinozuka, Haninozuka, and Ito. We make up the richest families in Japan, now that Haruhi has joined the final family together with us." Kyoya smiles as he speaks, the smile going from icy to more approachable.

"And you never told me because...?"

"We didn't think it was important because we thought you knew and when we found out you were Haruhi and knew nothing about the elite 7, we never mentioned it." Honey spoke for Kyoya.

"Okay. One last question; how did they know where we were and why have I never seen them before around you?" Haruhi spits out, her eyes hungry for the answer.

"That's two... but the paparazzi just know and they have snitches who go around looking for us and You never see them because if the stepped a foot near Ouran, they would be in so much trouble It wouldn't even be funny." Tamaki finally speaks with a normal look on his face and stops Haruhi's worrying; they are just nosy people with cameras? How much damage can they cause when my secret is even deeper undercover than Aimi's.

****OURAN****

So did you like the sequel's beginning? Please tell me, I love hearing your thoughts on the story!

This was my longest chappie ever!

PFB OUT! PEACE!