A/N: This is English speaking.

Naz sighed once more. The school, this high class academy, didn't have one quiet spot in any of the four libraries they had looked in to try and work. Haruhi was very much feeling the same. They were both running late this morning so they didn't look the best... Which was no different from any other day really. Haruhi was sporting the wild bed-head nerd look with baggy clothes. Naz was no better, wild white hair shadowing her face along with a hood. Hiding her pale skin and pretty eyes. Her hoodie, one of her favourite animes. Yellow and black with a odd smiley face design. Gray track pants hiding any sense of womanly features... Not that she had much to begin with. Her shoes, her lucky converses that displayed her favourite character; a lazy genius that enjoyed cloud watching. A shoulder bag displaying a purple pentagram from another anime she held other her shoulder as she trudged beside her friend.

"It is like this whole school just comes here to have fun..." Haruhi stopped to gaze out a window.
Naz stopped and followed her gaze, "I heard there is an abandoned music room... Some girls where talking about it.. Not sure why but it might be the only place we can study."
They both started walking again.

They found the pink door room... Lots of this place was pink. They slowly open the door stepping into the room to be greeted by the smell of roses. Bright red petals dancing in their faces. She studied them closely completely unaware of the group of boys in front of them... Or Haruhi freaking out.
"This is a host club!" she was pushing herself up against the door shaking and quaking.
Naz coming out of her zoning out turned to her friend, ".. A host club..?"
"Oh wow, they're boys..." two voices speaking in unison drew her attention.

Turning her gaze she found a group of six male students. A tall man with a neutral expression and dark black hair. Near him a slightly shorter man with the same shade of hair and oval glasses. A set or copper hair twins that seemed to mirror eachother perfectly. A blonde man with an overly regal arua sitting in a chair in the middle and another short blonde with a very sweet face. He looked rather young but she wasn't one to judge people on their heights. They all seemed slightly shocked seeing the two standing in the room. She wasn't paying attention to what they were saying. She was merely studying them closely. That was until the princely blonde got too close to her friend making Haruhi uncomfortable. She went on the defensive right then.

Planting herself between the over dramatic blonde and her friend. She slammed both feet against the floor and turned facing him baring her teeth like an animal. Growling like a wild beast the blonde flinch back to a safe distance.
"We're leaving..." Haruhi turned for the door and Naz followed suit.
The little cute child-like blonde grabbed onto his arm, "Hey! Come back her Haru-chan. You must be like a super-hero or something. That's so cool!"
"I'm not a hero, I'm an honour student... And quit calling me Haru-chan!"
Naz gave a chuckle shaking her head as the boy fled to hide behind the tall dark haired male.
The over imaginative blonde slid into view, "Who would of thought the famous scholar and foreigner would be so.. openly gay?"
Haruhi turned his gaze with an 'are you stupid' to him, "Openly what?"
Naz, on the other hand, stomped up to him, "So what if we were? You got something against gays?"

He shook his head frantically, "N-no. Not at all. I swear."
Naz snorted and moved back to Haruhi side as he began rambling again about something she didn't deem worth translating in her mind. Japanese wasn't her first language after all.
"I-it's not like that, w-we were just l-looking for a quiet p-place to study!" Haruhi stammered out as she zone back in.
She saw the blonde step in close to her friend. Before she could remove him, Haruhi leapt backwards knocking a vase from a pedestal. Moving on her feet, Naz dove around the pedestal aiming to catch the vase... But it bounce and shattered between her arms. A piece flicking and catching her cheek. She closed her eyes flinching before the twins hovered over them.

"Awww..." They sounded together. "We were going to feature that Renaissance vase in a upcoming school auction." Spoke the one on their left behind them. "Now you done it commoners. The bidding on that vase was suppose to start at 8 million yen."
Both Naz and Haruhi moved into calculating the amount. Naz out of habit switching back to English.
"8 million yen.. for a vase.. That's what... A bit over 9000 dollars.. That much for some ugly blue vase with a simple design... I mean it is nice... But it doesn't look Renaissance. Fair to plain for it.."
They both turn to them, "We're gonna have to pay you back..."
The twins looked at eachother speaking, "With what money? You two can even afford a school uniform. What's with those grubby outfits you got on anyway."
Naz grumbled to herself in her native tongue, "Wouldn't want to wear it to begin with."
"Well what do you think we should do Tamaki?" the voice drew her gaze to the smart looking dark haired male.
"There is a famous saying you may of heard of Commoners," she turned her gaze to Tamaki. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since you have no money, you two can pay with your bodies." Naz went rigid with a blush hidden in her hood. "That means starting today, you two are the Ouran Host Club's dogs." Naz seemed to relax more as Haruhi seemed to get lost in thought.

They both worked around the supermarket collecting things for their new jobs. Naz had her hood down as she reached up to collect some of the coffee. She even had a nice cut on her cheek now cover with a white patch, making her look even more like a ruffian.
"I can't believe they really think we are boys..." Haruhi mumbled as she put some other things in the basket.
Naz just shrugged, "It doesn't matter. In fact I prefer it... Less expectations as a male commoner than a female one I guess.."
Haruhi looked to her, "Right... You don't like being looked at like that..."
Naz's pale hand sat the coffee into the basket carefully, "Let's not talk about it, okay?"
Haruhi nodded as they both headed back to the cashier.

The Host Club was now filled with female guests speaking to eachother and the so called Hosts of the club. Naz had her hood back up and was zoning out all the chatter and crowds. She was busy studying the roses and atmosphere. It was all new to her. They didn't have these kinds of clubs in her homeland. She only felt Haruhi tap her arm causing her to give over the paper bag she was carrying. She moved away to look out the window, studying the clouds getting lost in thought. She didn't hear the approaching steps of Kyoya coming up behind her.

"Not liking the club Mr Valencia? Be careful on what you say. You do owe us 8 million yen," His voice was smooth calm with an under-lying threat.
She turned her hidden gaze to him then back to the window, "... I don't like people that behave like you ya know..."
He blinked at the statement before smiling politely, "I have no idea on what you mean I am afraid."
She turned her head watching some birds, "... That right there. You can be very cruel and cunning to get what you want. You can put on a mask of sweetness to do so. But in truth, your sense humour is most likely black, you like showing off you are above what people think of you, you look for profit in everything... I have had bad experiences with people like that Kyoya... I do not wish for another.." She turned heading back to the door to stand with Haruhi and look over the club.

Kyoya followed, stating some things Naz merely turned out. She was back to studying the club and all there peculiar antics. When suddenly Takami appeared out of nowhere causing them startle.
They both jumped away, "... Please don't do that again..."
"You two need a makeover."
Naz went rigid. She didn't like this guy, he was so narrow-minded. Thinking of beauty and nothing more. Sure there were beautiful things in the world, but not all beautiful things were not made to be looked at in her opinion. She merely ignored his rant and nodded in agreement with Haruhi. As his rant continued at a distance Naz and Haruhi went into a very serious discussion.
"There is a word to describe people like him..." Haruhi mumbled thinking.
"There are lots but I am guessing you are thinking of one... Narrow-minded?" Naz supplied.
"No."
"Shallow?"
"No."
"Over-dramatic?"
"No."
"Idiotic?"
"No..."
The over active Prince wandered into their personal spaces as Haruhi was stuck with the word.
"I got it!"
"Oh so my lesson has-" Tamaki began happily.
"Obnoxious."

As so the prince went to sulking by some roses as Naz covered her mouth with both hands chuckling. Happy since the first time being made to be dogs of this club.
"You're right Haruhi," she mumbled through her hands. "It fits so well."
"Ah... I'm sorry Tamaki Senpai..." Haruhi tried to apologise away.
The copper haired devils now slid in laughing, "You're a hero alright."
"I'm sorry Senpai, but your lesson did strike a small cord with me."
And up rose the blonde in all his regal glory once more, "Really, it did? Let me teach you more, my friend."
"Well," Naz lowered her hands speaking in English, "It was fun while it lasted at least."

"Boss," responded the twin closest to her.
"Call me King."
"You can teach them the basics of hosting." "But they aren't going to get very far with the ladies if they don't look the part you ya know." The one furthest away from her circled into for them both, "They aren't exactly host club material but maybe if we got rid of these glasses." He took Haruhi's glasses with care. Naz felt someone tug down her hood from the other devil, "And this hood, it will help."
Naz panicked as her pale face and pretty eyes were show. She froze in utter terror blocking out whatever was said. Her fear only grew as Tamaki stormed up to them and she was dragged away by one of the twins.

"Here," The twins spoke holding up two male uniforms. "Change into these uniforms."
"What? But why?" both the very two commoners asked together.
"Don't ask questions!" Both the twins lunged for them trying to strip them of their clothes.
After a bit of a short scuffle both commoners conceded and kicked the nosy boys out, "Alright! But you two need to get out!"
Naz waited for a bit before collapsing onto the floor, "Haruhi... I don't know if I can do this..."
Haruhi blinked as she sat her peeled of sweater to the side, "Hey.. It's okay... They still think we are boys."
Naz slowly nodded, "Yeah.. You're right. Okay..." She stood up and began getting changed into the uniform. She tied her tie, but not in the common fashion of the school. She only knew one way to tie a tie knot and it was the Trinity knot.

She turned to face Haruhi her hair still wild unlike her now combed and styled hair, "Ah wow, you clean up good Haruhi." She smiled, "You look date worthy. Too short for my tastes though."
"Hey I am only a bit shorter than you! But you clean up good too... But what's with your tie?"
Naz placed her fingers to it, "It's a Trinity knot. It's the only way I know how to tie a tie.. Well besides a bow tie.."
Haruhi smiled, "It looks nice. I like it."
Naz beamed as they both stepped out. Her smile immediately vanished seeing all the host club gushing over them. She folded her arms in a huff as a scowl rolled onto her face.
"Are you guys sure it is okay for us to keep these uniforms?" Haruhi asked politely.
Takami gushed with tears on his cheek, "Cute! You're as pretty as a girl. So adorable!" He turned his gaze to Naz, "And you Nazneen-"
She stomped forward baring her teeth and fists clenched, "Say it and I will castrate you with a rusty knife!"

All males in the room flinched at the threat. Naz gave a snort looking away folding her arms once more.
The host club went back to gushing over them... Well more Haruhi.
"Who knows," Kyoya chimed in during Naz's gaze back, "Maybe they'll draw in some costumers."
"You know, that's just what I was thinking."
"Yeah right," Naz mumbled in English. "If you were thinking, I am the King of Sheba."
"Our errand boys are moving up the ranks. Starting today, you two are official members of the host clubs. I will personally train you to be first you two be first rate hosts. If you can get 100 costumers to your service, we will completely forget about your 8 million yen debt."
"A host?" both the newly appointed hosts asked tiredly.

Naz saw Haruhi out of the corner of her eye with three guests. It looked so easy for her answering the questions she was asked. Naz on the other hand had no guests yet. It was probably due to the front she had put up to protect herself from the guests. She sat lounging on the couch rather than sitting nicely, a pencil sketching over a sketch pad to keep herself busy.
"... who does the chores around the house?" the one with the horn hairstyle asked.
Haruhi gave a pleasant smile, "Oh I do them myself with Nazneen's help."
The slightly grayish black haired woman spoke nervously in an almost hush tone, "Really? But he seems so... Well mean."
"Yeah I mean look at him..."

Naz huffed and tuned the words to nothing more than Japanese background sound. She flicked her wrist of the page as she sketched carefully to keep herself calm.
She did hear the two guests approaching, "Um... hello?"
Lifting her gaze from her work she looked at them with a bored gaze. She sighed sitting up putting the sketchbook aside as she gestured to the seat.
She turned, facing them properly stretching, "Might as well sit."
They nodded sitting down, "So um Nazneen... What are you drawing?" The light blonde asked gently.
Naz turned her gaze to her sketch pad, "Oh just a character design. It is something I enjoy doing."
"May we see?" ask the sweet short haired strawberry roan.
Naz picked up the book and laid it on the table for them to see, "Sure."

The page was covered with notes in English and a character drawn with different facial expressions, clothes, angles.
"Oh wow," gushed the Roan, "That is really good."
"Yeah Nazneen," piped in the blonde.
She rubbed the back of her neck, "Ah gee.. Thanks. And call me Naz. Nazneen seems to formal." She looked at them, "So what are your names?"
"Oh," beamed the blonde. "I'm Chou Megumi."
"I'm Mai Tenshi," the roan stated shyly.
"... So you names mean butterfly blessing and dancing angel? I like them." Naz smiled nicely.
They blinked blushing deeply.

Chou spoke stuttering, "H-how do you know that?"
Naz looked away with a slight blush, "I.. well... I write stories and create characters so names have lots of meaning to me. I know what lots of names mean."
Mai leaned forward, "So what does your name mean Naz?"
Her fringe shadowed her face, "... I would rather not talk about that.. I don't like my name's meaning.."
They both blinked confused. "Oh is it something bad?"
Naz sighed flicking her fringe out of her face leaning her head back looking down at them, "To me.. Very much so..." Her face softened, "But your names are very nice."
They both beamed blushing.
"So um," Mai began, "You are very creative Naz."
Naz grinned lopsidedly, "Yeah. It is an outlet for me. I draw, write, compose, sing. All the fun stuff."

They both piped in, "You sing?"
Naz quickly covered her mouth, "I um... No?"
"Don't lie Naz!" Haruhi called across the room. "He sings in the shower all the time."
"Shut it Haruhi! They don't need to know that!" Naz shouted back with a giant blush.
"Will you sing for us?" Asked Chou excitedly.
"Ah, I d-don't think so girls... I mean um.. I don't even know any songs in Japanese.. I am not even that good.."
"Lair!"
"Haruhi! You aren't helping!"
"It's okay Naz," she turned her gaze back to Mai, "You don't have to sing if you don't want to."
She nodded, "Thanks... I am not comfortable singing in front of people."

Tamaki clicked his fingers and waved a single finger, "Haruhi, Nazneen. Come here a minute."
Naz turned her gaze to him with a bored look then studied the woman next to him. Head lolling to the side as she was lost in thought watching the woman. She gave a snort and stood stuffing her hands into her pockets. Sitting beside the over-dramatic King was a pretty young red head woman with an 'I am better than you' posture. Naz knew she would not like this woman one bit.
Tamaki smiled, "I would like you both to meet my regular guest, Princess Ayanokoji."
Naz watched as a gaze of recognition crossed her friends face before she proceeded politely, "Miss, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Naz merely gave a nod with narrowed eyes.

Suddenly her friend was swooped up into a dangerous spin.
"That was so cute! That air of bashfulness was very good! Super good, amazingly good!" Tamaki exclaimed as he swung her around.
Naz had to jump back just so she wasn't hit, "Idiot! Put her down! For fuck sake! Moron are you even listening!"
She didn't even hear Ayanokoji mumble trying to get his attention.
"Oh, you're so cute!"
"Mori Senpai! Help me!"
Mori charged into action plucking Haruhi out of the death grip of the Moron holding her up like a child studying her.
Tamaki acted all bashful and slightly shocked, "Mori senpai, you really didn't have to go that far."
Naz bared her teeth and slammed Tamaki into a head lock giving him the noogie of his life, "Yes he did. You wouldn't let go you moron! It is like there is no brain in your skull, ya thick-headed numb-skull!"
Mori set Haruhi down as Naz let go of the Idiot.
"Come on, little one. Let daddy give you a big hug."
Naz huffed just moving to tune out the noise knowing Haruhi could handle herself now. She turned slightly seeing the dark like aura around the little Princess. She merely shrugged it aside however thinking it was just silly rich kid stuff and not being the center of attention.

"Hey, what happened to my bag?" Haruhi mumbled looking about.
Naz turned to her, "Where did you last have it? Maybe one of the guys moved it."
Her gazed turned to the window, "Oh you got to be kidding me..."
Naz moved looking over her shoulder and frowned deeply, "These windows don't open to to that..."
"I guess there are bullies everywhere..."
Naz grabbed her hand and lead her out, "Come on I will help you." The raced out of the host club and sprinted down the hall only to pass Princess.
"Oh, it's you again. I bet you love having Tamaki making you over and fawning over you. It's useless, though. You're always going to be a second class citizen." Her voice was so condescending. So snooty.
Naz felt a rage bubble in her as she stepped forward getting ready to deal with this like she normally would. Haruhi however sagged her arm and pulled her along. Naz let out a fierce growl but followed at a quick pace.

They soon stood shin deep in the water with sleeves up. They had found most of the items, including Naz's sketch book she had set on Haruhi's bag for safe keeping. Now however they were looking for Haruhi's wallet. It wasn't going so well. Naz kept her hands deep as she used the calmness of the water to try and calm her nerves.
"... I want to murder her.." Naz grumbled softly.
Haruhi kept a calm tone knowing that Naz's rage wasn't anything to dangerous, "I can't be bothered with her right now, though. I've gotta find my wallet or I won't have any money for food this week."
Naz gave a huff and kept looking.
"Hey, commoners!" Tamaki's broke through the peaceful sound of rippling water. "You've got some nerve, skipping out on the club like that... Why is your bag all wet?"
Naz was about to shout when Haruhi spoke cutting her off, "Eh, it's no big deal. I got it." Tamaki rolled up his sleeves and pants moving into the water to help with the search. "Hey, you don't have to do that. You'll get wet."

"A little water never hurt anyone. Besides, people are always telling me that I'm dripping with good looks."
Naz had to admit, Tamaki wasn't a complete idiot. Corny, over-dramatic, loud but kind-hearted. She smirked softly as she kept on searching.
"Hang on on second." The blonde pulled out a wallet holding it up for Haruhi to see. "This what you're looking for? What's the matter? You're staring off into 're not falling for me, are you?" He smirked and winked.
Haruhi snatched her wallet away from him, "No way!"
Naz took it back, he was an idiot.
"How did your bag end up in the pond anyway?"
Naz frowned and was about to speak up again when Haruhi cut her off, "Well, uh... I guess I accidentally dropped it out the window at some point."
She gave a huff watching her friend before moving to try and save her sketch pad. What she could anyway.

She sat off under a tree trying to salvage what she could of her drawings. She was separating the pages gently, placing things in between to keep them apart so the didn't stick. She wasn't paying attention to the world are her around her. Trying to save the one in her hands instead.
"So this is where you are hiding..." spoke a cool calm voice.
It caused Naz to jump and rip a page. The muscles between her shoulders constricted dangerously, her death glare turned to meet eyes hidden behind oval glasses.
"... I am not in the best mood Kyoya... It is best you leave me be right now.."
"You are lazing about. If you don't return to the host club now-"
She bared her teeth, "I don't care! Crank up my debt, or some other threat. But I am not moving right now alright?!"
He studied her carefully before turning his gaze to the book in her hands.

"... Why is your book all wet?" He kept his voice down trying to calm her.
She looked back to her book with a huff, "Don't ask questions you know answers too." She worked the pages in a very tender manner not wanting to rip anymore than she had already.
He smirked softly in a sly cunning way, "I do... How can you see through me so well? Most can't."
She turned up her gaze looking up through her white eyelashes, "... I have learned to be a good judge of character."
"Why would you need to learn that?"
She turned her gaze back down, "It doesn't matter... I just am now."

She stood glaring, an aura of extreme rage radiating off her. Most people giving a wide birth of the ruffian of the Host Club. Sitting at a table was her friend and the She-Devil Princess Ayanokoji. She just wanted to storm over there and do something but Kyoya was by her side babysitting her so she didn't go on a murder-spree. Suddenly the table was knocked over in a large clatter. Haruhi was made to look like she lunged at the red headed damsel.
"No, Haruhi, leave me alone! Somebody, help! He just attacked me! Someone, do something! Teach this commoner a lesson!"
Naz was about to charge forward to defend Haruhi when the twins slid in form no where throwing jugs of water over the both of them. She narrowed her eyes stopping her movement for the moment.
"Why did you do that? Do something, Tamaki. Haruhi just assaulted me," the child stammered out.
Naz couldn't just stand there anymore. She stalked over her aura growing darker and darker as she did. She pulled a table cloth from a table with a gracefully movement. The contents above it barely shifted drawing slight gasps from the guests of the room. She looked down at the Princess from the corner of her eye and gave the barest of growls curling back her lips.

She helped Haruhi up wrapping the cloth around her shoulders with a flourishing flick. She tuned out most of what happened next, but from the tone of it all. She new she didn't have to deal with the red head anymore... And that Tamaki cranked up Haruhi's debt. Kyoya handed her a bag with a new uniform.
"Come on," Naz walked beside her hands in her pockets as they walked side by side. Whispers broke through the room of how barbaric the Host Club Ruffian could be. But in the same sentences was the fact that Naz was very protective of Haruhi.

Naz sat in the changing rooms picking at her nails, "I was wrong about these guys. They are bad. They can see beyond skin deep beauty."
Haruhi smiled softly, "Yeah, I guess they can."
They both smiled as they sat in a pleasant silence... Until the Idiot walked in carrying towels.
"Hey, Haruhi, I brought you some-" He looked up seeing Haruhi in her pink camisole and pants.
The three stared at eachother in shock before Naz stood in a rush. Grabbing the towels, tossing them to Haruhi and push Tamaki back.
"Out! Geez, don't you knock? Were you raised in a barn?"
The Idiot King stammered like a mad man, "Ah!" Then he turned her gaze Naz and pointed, "Wait! You were in there while she was changing! How could you-"
Naz bonked him on the head with her fist, "I'm a girl too you Moron."

Haruhi came out fully changed into the girl's uniform, "Listen, senpai, I don't really care whether you guys recognize me as a boy or a girl. In my opinion, it's more important for a person to be recognized for who they are rather than for what sex they are."
Naz nodded, "Yeah. Appearance really mean nothing in the world when it comes to personality."
The host club commented about the fact that they were girls like it was nothing new.
Haruhi smiled at Tamaki, "Uh, you know, I have to say, senpai. I thought you were pretty cool earlier."
Tamaki back up becoming the brightest red Naz had ever seen in her life.
"Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad." Naz held in a chuckle as she watched the idiot's face go in an expression of shock. "I wonder how I can pull it off... I've got it. I'll just call everyone dude and bro now!"
Naz laughed outright at her friend happily.

Naz was packing up her things to head home when she turned her gaze out the window.

This mightn't be so bad. They are nice enough. Not as judgement as I thought they would be. Maybe I will have more than one friend here.

She grinned to herself and headed off to catch up with Haruhi as the moved to go home after a very long tiring day.