AN: Wow… It's me Harmony…. As I'm sure you could guess.. cuase well who else would it be….. So I'm back with a new story…. Yay obviously if you're here you love Ouran, so there our first thing in common… Anyway I'm gonna use a few Janpanese Vocab words easy ones that I'm sure you all are farmiliar with, but just incase I will provide a little translation thinger… So any way here we go!

Disclaimer: Yep I absolutely under no circumstances own or have created Ouran or any of the affiliated characters. This was most defiantly the doing of one Miss. Bisco Hatori……

Mini Sum: It takes place after the last episode… Episode 26 for all who care…… And it is going to be from multiple points of few… I will however try my best to keep things constant and clear so you know who is talking and when. It does involve Original Characters and suchness…

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Chapter One: Unexpected Residents

Haruhi stifle a yawn with the back of her hand as she made her way along the side walk. It had defiantly been a long day…. Classes and the meeting with the Host club and Tamki Senpei was being….. well Tamki Senpei. She had managed to escape his madness a little while with Hikaru and played cards. She had beaten him for the first time in a long while today. She simled a little thinking about the shocked look on his face as she lay down the winning hand. Hikaru was always making her smile….. He was good for that kind of thing.

As she rounded the corner to her apartment complex, Haruhi saw a moving truck out front of the building. Stopping a moment to look at the truck Haruhi reminded herself to bring something over to the new tenants, sometime soon. Slipping through the gate Hauhi found herself ambling up the stairs to the second landing and her apartment. Her father would't be home till late and would eat at work most likely, so Haruhi figured she would heat something up and do her homework. She started fumbling with her keys, trying to release them from their cloth prison in her pants pocket, when from to her left she heard a pitiful whine of fustration.

Glancing over she saw a young woman with a giant box in her hands. She was staring longingly at the closed door in front of her. "Izzy?!? Open the door Izzy!" the girl whined using the side of her head the knock on the door. Haruhi tried to suppress a giggle triggered by the girls antics. It did take her a moment longer to realize that the girl was speaking in English and not Japanese. She stared at the girl a moment longer. She was certainly not Japanese/ She had long blond hair that was tied back at the nape of her neck. She was tall with long shapely legs that sprouted from her cutoff shorts.

Walking over to the girl Haruhi asked in her best English, " Would you like some help?" The girl looked at her a moment apparently confused. Perhaps it was the rater violent contact with the door that her head was making only moments before. The girl smiled, "Arrigato" she said in Japanese. "I would appreciate it very much!" She smiled a genuine smile as Haruhi opened the door for her, "Come on in" the girl called as she tried to hop up the entry step while kicking off her shoes at the same time. "Sorry we don't have slippers. Doing that whole unpacking thing" the girl said setting the box down. Turning to face Haruhi, she wiped her palms on her shorts and held out her hand. "By the way my name is Elizabeth Sticcht….. Wait…… Reverse that…" she giggled a little bit. "I'm not sure I'm gonna ever get used to the whole last name first and first name last thing. We American's are just stupid." Haruhi smiled accepting the hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you to Japan?"

"Well, my friend Izzy and I are here to go to school."

"Oh, Izzy, as in the Izzy who couldn't open the door for you?"

"Couldn't?,,,,,, Probably more like wouldn't…. I'll make some to so come on… .er"

"Oh Fujikoa Haruhi… And you can just call me Haruhi, if that's eassier for you."

"Thanks that is so nice of you! You can call me Elizabeth is for you want or Ell… that's a popular one to. Anyway I'll make some tea! Izzy has gotta be…" But she was cut off by a shriek towards the back of the apartment. "Found her…." Sighed Elizabeth.

"Is… Is she alright?' Haruhi asked a look of confusion and worry spreading onto her face.

"Eh… Most likely" muttered Elizabeth shrugging her shoulders.

A girl tore in from another room, her face burred in a dress that happened to look oddly farmiliar to Haruhi. Cream fabric…. Poofy sleeves…. Her jaw dropped. It was the Ouran girls uniform. "Ell" the girl wined through the fabric. "It's hidious!" There was a sickening wail from the girl as she sunk to her knees. "Isabella! Get of the floor and act normal! We have company!" snapped El. Izzy slowly lifted her face from the dress to look at Haruhi. Her eyes got big and sparkly. "Girls can wear the guys uniforms? I AM SO THERE!" she yelled with a victory punch to the air. There was a silence for a moment as the gears in El's head continued to grind together in effort.

"Wait! You're a girl?" she asked turning to Haruhi, who was entirely shocked that Isabella had been able to determine that she was indeed a girl.

"Umm well it's a long story…. But everyone at school thinks I'm a guy… It kinda needs to stay that way to…. So I would appriciate it if you didn't say anything about it to anyone." Haruhi pleaded. This was all happing to fast, she barley had time to think.

"Wait?" Questioned El. "School as in our new school Ouran? You go to Ouran?'

"Yes El…. Way to be there for the first half of the conversation." Said Izzy sarcastic. El's eyes came together in a glare, top lip squishing into her nose, and she folded her arms. This successfully creating "The Angry Face". Izzy ignored her and walked over to Haruhi. "Well I guess I better introduce myself formally. My name is Isabella Marie VanVetersen. It is a pleasure to meet you Miss?"

"Oh Fujikoa Haruhi.. But you can call me Haruhi."

"Well its's good to meet you Haruhi. It will be nice to have a face that we can put a name to on Monday." She smilled at Haruhi. "Would you like to stay for dinner? We don't have much, but we can wip up something I bet. If not theres always Raman!" Izzy said with a wink. Haruhi thought about it a moment. Dad wouldn't be home till late, and these like nice girls. A little excentric perhaps… But nice non the less. "That would be great" she said. "Great!" cried El. "Izzy can cook! And I'll give you the tour of the place!" she cried grabbing her arm. Haruhi felt herself getting pulled along. Hearing Izzy grumbling something about always being the one to have to cook.

About an hour later, then were sitting down to a rather meager, yet tasty stir fry. Izzy sat their mucnhing happily on a pea pod, when Haruhi asked them how they managed to choose Japan, for school. It was a completely innocent question. How was she to know her parents had sent her away. Izzy set her chopsticks down and caught the sympathetic look from El. "Well our fathers recently struck it big with this travel business. And well seeing we are now what you would call an Heiress I guess. My father thought it would be nice to go to a good school over seas. And seing as we both speak fluent Japanese, and fell in love with Japan since the first time that we came here…. Well we figured that this would be a nice place to got school".

Izzy finished, now swirling the water around in her glass. Haruhi smiled at her, "Well it's nice to have you here. I don't socialize with many girls my age." Haruhi's smile was genuine, but Haruhi knew there was something that Izzy wasn't telling her. There was a sadness in her eyes, and Haruhi had cought the glance El had given her before. Perhaps it was just something that she just wasn't able to talk about, she would perhaps someday know the truth, but for now this was fine. School was defiantly going to be an adventure on Monday. Haruhi supposed that she would have to introduce the girls to the Host Club. She sighed inwardly. That out to be very interesting….

AN: So what did you guys think.. It was just a basic intro to plot chapter.. I really hope that this pulls together…. I have some really good ideas!! So help me out and REVIEW! It would be much appreciated!

-Harmony May