Me: So… I'm an awful person. After completing my Death Note collection (DEATH NOTE!!! Expect some stories soon), and as Hana-Kimi is nearly completed (YGO is… an ongoing process), I've decided to start the monsters known as CLAMP (in this case, xxxHolic – I need to go read volume 3, I'm so behind…) and… yep, Ouran High School Host Club. (facepalm) (Soooooooo funny…) So… I had to write this. Forgive me. Tamaki's screaming for some limelight and keeps sobbing whenever Haruhi tells him that the chances of me writing something is slim…

Note: When I wrote this, I'd only read the first two volumes. But afterwards, I watched the anime (the wonders of not wanting to study for finals… but it's absolutely AMAZING!!!!!!!!), so I went back and tweaked a few things. Still, this is a very broad and basic one-shot. It takes place relatively early in the series, I'd say after the Ohtori-indoor-water-park fiasco but before they go to the beach (which places it right after volume 2, fyi). And yes, it'll have a few more chapters… (sweatdrop) This isn't going to be very long, though, just… I dunno, three chapters?

Another note: Forgive me from switching between the anime and the manga in terms of names and whatnot. (The events before this are pretty consistent in both the anime and the manga, and rightfully, they're not that important to this story.) Spelling-wise, I got the names from the (VIZ TRANSLATED – I can't read Japanese! (cries)) manga. Speaking-wise, I kept it more anime-ish, because it fits much better with the Japanese culture. (As Haruhi is very polite, I do see her more as a person calling the older members "sempai" as opposed to just their names, as she does in the (VIZ) manga. Sadly, the Japanese culture gets lost in a lot of translations…)

Summary: Our heroine Haruhi once again finds herself in Music Room 3… explaining bowling?! Apparently such a "commoner's" game is too much for our rich Host Club…

Disclaimer: Hikari Daeron does not own Ouran High School Host Club or any affiliations. The events in this story are merely for entertainment's sake.

Chapter One: We Need To Know!

A Commoner's Game

The private Ouran Institute, where money counts first, then lineage…

And where there is money, there is boredom. In almost all cases, but especially at this particular academy, the wealthy have more than enough time for frivolity. Thus, six idle (and exceptionally handsome) boys have gathered to create…

THE HOST CLUB.

Damn… late again.

Haruhi Fujioka hurriedly grabbed her bags and sped off towards the direction of Music Room 3. The last time she was late for a meeting of the Ouran Host Club, she had been shocked into a seeing "tropical" scheme… She shivered at that memory.

How do I always end up in these messes?

Haruhi reached the room and hesitantly pushed opened the door, fully expecting to see the members dressed in medieval outfits, or something just as ridiculous, draped in fineries and jewelry…

And instead, saw them gathered around a ball.

"Er – Welc – oh." Tamaki Suoh stopped in mid-turn before dashing towards her and clamping onto her arm. "HARUHI! Just the person we needed!" In an undignified fashion, he dragged her over to the table. "You must explain to us this commoner's game!"

"Indeed!" said Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin together. "Milord's been eager to learn!"

"Of course I am!" said Tamaki dramatically, placing a hand over his chest. "I must understand Haruhi-kun's life as a child, growing up in a cruel, common world!" (1)

"Milord's very distressed over his inability to understand it…" whispered Hikaru in her ear, instantly by her side.

"It seems vital that he learns how to play this game…" purred Kaoru, lifting a hand to stroke her face –

Before Tamaki tackled them both.

While the three of them bickered in the background, Mitsukuni "Hunny" Haninozuka came up to Haruhi, holding a piece of cake. "Haru-chan!" he said, taking a bite. "How on earth is this game played? The ball's so heavy! You can't throw it!" He handed his plate to Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka. "Will you explain it to us, Haru-chan?"

Haruhi glanced at the arguing threesome behind her and walked up to the ball on the table. Her shoulders dropped in disbelief when she recognized it. Are they serious…?

"Apparently, it's used in a game called 'bowling'," said Kyoya Ohtori, holding a clipboard.

"Mom! You know of this game?!"

Kyoya gave in slightly. "Well, Dad," he said to Tamaki, who was teary from the knowledge withheld, "I did do some research…"

"AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!" Tamaki burst into tears. "How cruel, Mom!"

Haruhi sighed and walked over to the ball, picking it up. "A ten, huh?" she said, surprised. "That's a bit heavier than what most people use…" (2)

Everyone stared at her.

"What?!"

"Haruhi!" said Tamaki, zooming up to her in awe. "You're so strong for a girl!"

"Sempai, it's not really that heavy …" she muttered, moving her arm behind her and letting go of the ball –

"Watch out!"

Before she could react properly, Mori had dived and caught the bowling ball. Apparently, Haruhi had not dropped the ball onto the table – Tamaki had pushed either Hikaru or Kaoru (he didn't know which) into it while they had squabbled, causing it to move from its position – but instead nearly onto Hunny. Kyoya had called out, but, of course, quick-reacting Mori had dived and saved the say.

"I'm so sorry!" said Haruhi, checking up on Hunny as Mori placed the ball on the table. "You're not hurt, are you Hunny-sempai?"

"I'm fine!" said Hunny, blinking rapidly. Relieved, Haruhi turned to the tallest member of the Host Club.

"Mori-sempai, are you okay? Let me see your arms!" She grabbed his hands and moved his wrists gently. "Hm, you seem to be okay… go to the nurse's office right-away if they start to bother you!"

"Oh Haruhi!" cried Tamaki, about to come forward when –

"You're so caring!"

"So loving!"

"What would we do without you?!"

"HEY!" screamed Tamaki at Hikaru and Kaoru, both of whom were stroking Haruhi's face, cupping her cheeks and holding her tightly. She managed to get out of their grasps.

"Do you seriously want to learn how to play bowling?" she said.

"OH YES!" said the Twins.

"We MUST learn!" insisted Tamaki. "It is vital to our existence as the Host Club!" Haruhi glanced at Kyoya, who shrugged.

"If we use it, it could raise profits by at least twenty percent…"

"Then it's settled!" said Tamaki happily. Haruhi hung her head and sighed.

"Alright, fine… put the only way to properly learn is in a bowling alley…"

Tamaki snapped into action.

"HIKARU! KAORU! Clothes!"

"On it, Milord!"

"KYOYA! Ride! MORI-SEMPAI! Contacts!"

"What about me, Tama-chan?"

Tamaki stared at Hunny, before pointing and saying, "Hunny-sempai… bring you snacks!" He spun around dramatically. "Quickly, Host Club! We must hurry!"

Haruhi watched at the various members sped into action, calling and arranging. She shook her head.

Five minutes later, everything was ready.

I can't believe this is happening… "Alright, then. Ready?"

"Let's go, Host Club!" shouted Tamaki.

Hunny jumped onto Mori's back. "HURRAY!"

Haruhi shook her head again as everyone filed out of the room. Oh boy… this could get interesting.

Then again, life with the Host Club had gotten interesting lately, hadn't it?

(1) In the anime, at least, Tamaki calls Haruhi "Haruhi-kun" at times, even though he's fully aware that she's a girl (duh). (The honorific "-kun" is usually an affectionate way of addressing a male peer.) Similarly, when Hunny cuts down people's names ("Haru", "Tama"), he usually tacks a "-chan" at the end, whether it's a boy or a girl, even though "-chan" usually denotes a girl or a very young boy. (Is her perhaps saying that everyone else is far younger than he is…? Ahh, I love Hunny!) (For further explanations of Japanese honorifics, just ask! For instance, the Twins in the anime actually call Takashi "dono", which can be used as an honorific denoting something along the lines of "lord" (it's super respectful)… (grins) Ahh, my random knowledge/paying attention…)

(2) I haven't gone bowling in ages, but if I remember correctly, in America, ten pounds is pretty heavy for most people… I think a lot use six, but like I said, I don't remember.

Me: So, hope you liked my random-little Ouran fic. Like I said, this'll probably be three-or-so chapters long, very brief, short, cute, that sorta thing.