Large, round brown eyes blinked at the group of girls in front of them. The owner of them was Fujioka Haruhi, a 1st year of Ouran High School and newest member of the Ouran High School Host Club. Currently, she was seating on a soft red couch within the walls of Music Room #3, Hosting the group of girls in front of her. Or rather, him? No, it's definetly 'her'. Despite the fact that most of the population of Ouran thought Haruhi to be a male, she was in fact female, and the only people at school that knew this was the Host Club. "Someone's looking for Haruhi?" Two voices peeped up. Haruhi looked behind her to see Kaoru and Hikaru Hittachin; her fellow Host Club members, classmates, and friends. Though she admitted the last part rather reluctantly. "Yes, it's a gorgeous woman. She's tall-almost as tall as Tamaki-Senpai-and she's curvy, and her eyes remind me of the beaches of Hawaii." One girl said in a dazed manner, clasping her hands in front of her and staring off into space with a dreamy smile. "Her hair is so pretty. It's long and white and silky, like the first snowfall of winter, especially with how pale she is." Another said, copying her friend. "She wears such bold makeup-dark all around the eyes, and her lips are like black cherries!" A third said, squealing. The twins had joined Haruhi on the couch now, sitting on either sides of her. Each threw an arm around the brown haired girl, the auburn haired boys smirking mischeavously. Amber eyes glinted as they stared at Haruhi. "You hear that, Haruhi?" One twin stated, leaning in close. "It appears you have-" The other continued, mirroring his brother. "An admirer!" They both finished, clasping hands in front of the young girl before peering into each other's eyes. "Hikaru, what if the admirer likes you? I couldn't possibly compete..." One twin stated, blushing as he cast his eyes downward. The other twin pulled him close over Haruhi, both ignoring her presence for the moment. "Nonse, Karou. In the end, you're the only one I could give my heart to." Hikaru answered, tilting his twins face up with fingers on his chin, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Hikaru..." Karou whispered, face red and soft. From the couch across from them came the sound of the girls squealing.

"Ah, brotherly love!" They yelled, making the boys smirk and get off the couch, walking arm in arm away from them as they searched for something else to entertain them. Silently, Haruhi mumbled to herself. 'I wonder who this woman is?' She wondered, sipping her tea and glancing over towards the doors. If the woman really was looking for her, it wouldn't take long before she was , perhaps, Haruhi's curiosity would be sated. But for now, the brunette girl simply smiled and poured tea for her guests, satisfied to simply wait until she was found. Then, she could get her answers. _
Cat-like eyes peered up at the sign above her, the tall woman standing with her hands on her hips. "This is it. Music Room #3." She said to herself, looking back down to face the doors. Taking a deep breath and fixing her hair, teal eyes glinted with determination. A shaky hand grasped the door handle and quicky opened it, taking two confident strides inside as she stood tall. It took her a few minutes to take in and understand the scene before her. In select areas around the room there were many girls, each donned in a buttercup yellow princess-style dress. In the middle of each group of girls was a man. She knew them to be the members of the Host Club. Directly in front of her was a half French, half Japanese male with flawless golden hair and enchanting violet eyes. To her right was a man close to the wall, with ebony hair, glasses perched upon a perfect nose and deep coal eyes. Closer to the window and deeper into the room were two men. Twins, they seemed. They had sharp golden eyes and light reddish hair. They were drapped on top of each other, both obviously used to the other being attached to him. Augamarine eyes flew to the other side of the room and she spotted two more men, the opposites of each other. One was sitting silently behid the other. Tall, broad and dark like an ancient warrior. His eyes were silver, his hair short and pitch black. His stoic face made one wonder what it'd look like if he smiled. In front of him was a tiny boy with honey coloured hair and honey coloured eyes. He was holding a pink rabbit with one hand, the other shoveling cake into his smiling mouth. Her eyes moved again. And wine coloured lips parted. "Ah..." She said, turning on her heel and heading straight for the last 'male' in the room. She was unaware of the amount of eyes on her as she took long strides. Stopping in front of the still seated brunette, her face remained stoic as Haruhi stood. "Haruhi Fujioka?" She asked politely, though no confirmation was needed.

"Yes?" The other asked in a more confused tone, voice softer than her own. "My name is Sakura Yamamoto. I was sent here by Ranka..." She started, watching as Haruhi's eyes grew darker in confusion. The room was completly silent. Sakura offered Haruhi a sheet of paper with a slight bow. Haruhi's eyes widened as she read the paper and fearfull brown eyes flew up to meet hooded blue-green ones. "Yes, your apartment building has been destroyed. I have offered your father lodgings for him and yourself until you can afford a new apartment. Since...since we're cousins." She said quietly. "I...see...In that case, I look forward to living with you, Yamamoto-san." Haruhi said politely with a slight bow, and Sakura returned it. She could tell that Haruhi was still confused, but knew that it would pass. "I am meant to help you shop for things needed before we go to my house. Your father will be moving in tomorrow once he is discharged from the hospital." "The hospital!?" Haruhi asked, eyes widening again with panic. Sakura raised a hand and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, he's fine. He just sustained some minor injuries before he could get out of the building." She said, swallowing. "Other than that..." She motioned towards the group of men off to the side, all staring at the two. "Who are your friends?"