Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC, but I do own my characters.

First, I'd like to apologize if the Host Club members are OC. Second, sorry if I have any mistakes; I'm bit of a perfectionist, but I'm also extremely lazy. And I know, I know, the summary is like.. I just couldn't think of anything good. XD Also, I think maybe this story will be about 20 chapters or so. I dunno, I'll see when I get close to the end of this story.

Alright, he main pairing is TamakixOC, but there is definitely HaruhixHikaru, and a bit of KyouyaxOC, not sure about that though...

And please do review and rate, I really want to know what you think of my story! (Duh! Of I course I want to know!...)

Er, well, this is my first story to be posted here, so enjoy!

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Chapter One:

The Hothead

"Seriously? That sucks..."

"Hey, what's wrong Etsuko?"

Miyanohara Aimi walked along on the halls of Ouran, eyeing her best friend Shibasaki Etsuko in front of her, who was reading, talking on the phone and walking at the same time, but Aimi was not surprised; she was used to this. Etsuko almost always had her nose in a book, but still managed to talk and walk. And strangely enough, she never bumped into anyone either.

Etsuko pulled her ear away from her cell phone, but didn't turn around. "Limo's broken down...will take a long time to fix it..."

"Psh, I'll get my limo to drive you, no big deal." She replied, twirling around of a strand of her straight, black hair absentmindedly.

"Alright, I'll tell them..." She abruptly stopped by the nearest door, closed her cell phone, and gave a sigh. "Thanks, Aimi."

"Like I said, no big deal." She crossed her arms over her chest, and too gave a sigh. "Thing is, that my limo's stuck in traffic, so we'll have to wait a bit."

"Gee, could you have told me that before?" Etsuko roughly, but playfully pushed Aimi, in which she was slammed against a door, with her head banging on the door. Rather painfully.

"Sheesh, Etsuko! No need to push and shove... If I could just... "Aimi moaned loudly as she rubbed her head, and glared the doors as if they were evil little monsters for being in the way. One other thing that ran through Aimi's mind was to kill Etsuko with her bare hands, but they were in school, and most likely there would definitely be witnesses. We couldn't have that, right? She then looked up to see the sign, "The Third Music Room" and blinked repeatedly. "How did we get here?!?"

"Hm... I'm not entirely sure..."

"Rhetorical question, Etsuko. I should never follow you... You never know where you're going. How the heck does a person talk, walk, and read at the same time?!?" Etsuko ignored her comments completely.

"It seems like a quiet place...for a music room." Etsuko put her ear to the door, listening for something. "Well, I'm just going to go in; I need a place to read. In peace. Don't follow me, okay? Stay outside, please." She held up her right hand, raising an eyebrow at Aimi, but with a smile with a hint of evilness tugging at her lips.

"Yes, my oh-so dearest okaa-san, I shall obey your command." Aimi made a bow, and when she straightened back up, she had a scowl on her face. "No! I'm not going to stay alone out here!"

She was insane, right? Aimi thought as she stared at Etsuko, irritated; as always.

"You talk too much you know?" Etsuko rolled her eyes, and put her hand on the handle of the door, but was still looking at Aimi. "Blah, blah. Call me when your limo's here."

"Well, no matter what you say, I'm not just going to stand and sleep on the wall-"

They immediately stood still once they opened the door, mostly because a flurry of rose petals literally flew right in their faces, and chorus of male voices rang out, "Welcome!" They stood there dumbfounded and confused... wouldn't you be?

"What the hell?!" Aimi shouted as she backed away when she got a look at the seven males, she recognized most of them; Haruhi and the twins were in her class, the others, she didn't know too much about, seeing as she was still a first-year student; but she knew that those other boys were usually swooned over by fangirling-girls whenever they passed; same as Haruhi and the twins. She already knew as she looked at them; this obviously must be that host club that fangirling-girls went to.

"Ah, dono, we have a new customer!" The twins said in unison, and in a blink of an eye, they appeared on both of Aimi's sides, observing every inch of her. "Oh, it's Miyanohara-san!"

"Ugh..." Aimi grunted, pushing them away. "What the hell, a host club in a music room- wait, customer? Don't you mean-" Aimi turned around to look at Etsuko, and she wasn't there. "Etsuko!" Aimi yelled angrily, startling the twins, who jumped away from her.

"No, they mean customers Aimi!" Etsuko popped out randomly from her side, pointing at the twins, glaring at them. "It's customers, you bakas-"

"Don't lie, Saki-chan!" One of the twins cooed, and Aimi swiftly turned to her best friend, raising an eyebrow. Embarrassed, Etsuko tried to sink into the floor, but of course, no one could possibly do that.

"Saki-chan? I don't even call you that..." Aimi rolled her eyes, heading towards the door. "I'll be waiting outside, Saki-chan, while you swoon over boys- get out, get out of my way, now!" Aimi said through gritted teeth at the two twins blocking the door, with devilish smiles on their faces. Aimi tried to push them apart so she could get out of this horrid place; but no avail.

"Oh, Aimi-chan, you should come and enjoy this place while you're here!" Both of the twins hooked arms with Aimi, and seconds later she found herself sitting at a couch, with Etsuko swooning over- ah, yes... Suou Tamaki, that second-year...

Aimi prevented herself from gagging when Tamaki took off Etsuko's glasses, making her give a giggle. That was definitely not Etsuko... Aimi thought, making a face; she would never, ever, give a girlish giggle. She couldn't believe her ears. Surprisingly, the world didn't end yet because of it, thank goodness! Those stupid brain-washing aliens- er, men! How could they...

"Ah, and whose is this lady?" Tamaki glanced towards Aimi, while still holding Etsuko's hand. Aimi, who was feeling a bit uncomfortable, slowly scooted to the other side of the couch, trying not to make eye contact.

"Oh, she's just my best friend, Miyanohara Aimi, my prince-" Tamaki let go of Etsuko's hand, and went over to Aimi. The second Tamaki released her hand, Etsuko went back to her usual self, cleared her throat, put back on her glasses, and got out her book.

"Pleased to meet you, Miyanohara Aimi." He took her hand, with rose petals oddly floating in the background. Instead of being instantly attractive to his charm and looks, the only thing Aimi thought of was where the hell those rose petals come from?!? "Such a lovely name... Ai for love, Mi for beautiful..." He leaned in to kiss her hand, but she put her finger on his forehead, which made him glance up at her, confused.

"Er, thanks, but no thanks." She raised an eyebrow, and pulled her hand away. "This is supposed to be a prince guy, right? Doesn't seem to be one, in my opinion. To me, he seems like a clown who can unbelievably still please fangirls and make them faint in happiness."

Instantly, Tamaki retreated to a corner, with horrible gloom and doom surrounding him, and poked mushrooms that came out of nowhere while he shook his head rather dejectedly. To add to that, there was blinking arrow which pointed to Tamaki, saying 'Clown', and another identical arrow saying, 'Un-Princely"

Aimi stared at him, still raising an eyebrow. "Er, does he..."

"Yes, he'll do that from time to time." A calm voice from Aimi's right said, and she almost jumped at the new voice; but it was familiar. "He'll be back to his usual self in no time; don't worry about it, Miyanohara-san. It's a good thing he's doing this before customers come in though."

Aimi turned her head to look at Haruhi, who had the same expression as hers when she stared at Tamaki. Glancing at Tamaki with a weird look, Aimi spoke.

"Call me Aimi, please... way too formal for me, if you don't mind." Haruhi gave a smile and nodded.

"Since you're here, I'll just introduce you to the bakas of this club, which I can guess you know a little bit about them." Haruhi laughed softly. "Over there, as you know, is Tamaki-senpai," He pointed towards Tamaki, who was still poking random mushrooms in a corner, "Over there is, Kyouya-senpai," He glanced over to Kyouya, who was to engrossed in typing things onto his laptop to notice his name being called, "Both of them are second-years, but probably you already know that, you know the twins, then there are the two seniors, Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai - and they are over-"

"Aimi-chan?" A tiny voice called from Aimi's other side, and she looked up to see... of course, Hunny on Mori's shoulders. Aimi had to look up to look at Hunny, since Mori was way, way, taller than her. Maybe more than 5 inches, at the least. Alright, alright, probably more than seven inches to tell the truth. But then again, he was probably taller than most people. "Do you like cake? I have some cake if you want to eat it!"

"Ah, yes, I very much do, but I'll save my stomach for dinner- and speaking of that, where is my limo..." Aimi sighed as she took out her cellphone, which started to ring. Opening it, Aimi found herself putting it away from her ear, because of her limo driver who was trying to repeatedly apologize with his voice at top speed and sound. The whole host club stared at her.

"YES, its fine-, yes, no, it's okay, calm down. Oh, one other thing, can you drive home Etsuko home first-" The driver continued to apologize even more, for taking too long and to make her and Etsuko wait too long. "We'll be there soon, alright?" She rolled her eyes, and searched for Etsuko, who was standing near the door, reading her book.

"Time to go?" She asked, still reading.

"Yes, the driver's waiting outside. Took him long enough…" Aimi replied, and right before she left, someone caught her hand. She looked at him with a weird, funny look on her face; he wasn't bending over, so she could see that he was tall as well. Aimi sighed, and thought that at least she was taller than Haruhi and Hunny. "Yes, may I help you, my good sir?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm as she eyed him with suspicion. He got a single red rose out of nowhere, and Aimi took it from him, raising an eyebrow.

"Be sure to visit us again, my lady." Tamaki took her other hand, and kissed it.

"BAKA!" Aimi shouted, and pulled her hand away. Before she could inflict pain on the unfortunate male, Tamaki, who was now back in his corner with the arrow saying 'Baka' now shot threw his chest, or to be more precise, his heart. "Er, well then, I'll see Haruhi and the twins of course tomorrow, so... bye."

Following Etsuko out the door, she knew for sure she wasn't going to be coming back to this place. Aimi stared blankly ahead, the twirling the rose with her fingers. She'd have to die first before coming back there.

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Eh, I really don't have much to say right now… I've already got chapter 2 and 3 up, so you can read that if you've got time to read after this one.