Chapter 2: Jealous Princess

"Welcome!" The hosts said in unison, standing in front of the doors to the music room. A swarm of girls flooded the room, swooning and squealing in delight. They all seemed to be excitedly whispering about the new host, hoping to catch a glimpse of Haruhi and learn her personality. Yesterday, Haruhi's first day as a host went smoothly, as Amira was able to stick by her side while pretending to be a guest and help keep the conversation between her and her guests flowing whenever they hit a moment of silence. However, today was Amira's first day as club pianist, so Haruhi had to face the guests on her own. Already dubbed the natural type, Haruhi was expected to handle it perfectly. Amira, on the other hand, felt incredibly nervous to be playing again. While she could easily play the simple songs she had selected, she still hadn't played for anyone in almost a year.

"Good afternoon princesses," Tamaki smiled flirtatiously at them, bowing, "Today, we have a lovely surprise for you." The girls seemed to hang off of his every word, listening intently in awed silence.

"Our goal is to entertain you and bring joy to your days," Kyoya smiled coolly, "In an effort to improve the atmosphere of our club, we have hired a new pianist. Everyone, please welcome Amira Williams to the host club." He gestured over to Amira and all of the girls turned to stare at her. Some looked excited, others simply looked jealous of a girl getting to be a part of the host club.

"H-hello everyone," Amira felt her face flush, not expecting to have to speak to the room, "I hope I can create music that we all can enjoy together. Please let me know if you have any requests for music; I only wish to make all of you as happy as I can." She bowed at the girls, who immediately smiled and clapped in response. She felt more relieved and hoped she wouldn't be disrupting their experience at the club. Truthfully, she could care less about making anyone in that room happy; she simply wanted a chance to practice piano without interruption, since playing at home was not an option with her father's strict rules. If she upset any of the girls by being there, then the hosts would want her to leave and thus she wouldn't be able to continue playing. Therefore, she had to find a middle ground in order to appease the guests while still keeping to herself.

As the hosts scattered to their seats, Amira walked to the newly polished grand piano and took a seat at the bench, setting up her music on its stand. She took a deep breath and looked around, smiling nervously. Everyone seemed to be already focusing on something or someone else except Haruhi, who made eye contact with her and smiled brightly. Amira nodded to her and turned to face the keys before taking a deep breath and beginning to play. She chose a soft, gentle song to start, and her fingers glided across the keys effortlessly. The room quieted down briefly as she began, but they soon returned to their previous conversations. This soothed the tension in Amira's gut, as fewer people paying attention would mean fewer people to notice if she made any errors.

Amira played through a few more songs before pausing to take a break. She got up to get a drink but paused on her way back to the piano when she heard a loud squeal from Tamaki.

"Haruhi! That was so cute!" He embraced Haruhi in a tight hug, spinning her around in excitement, while his guest sat awkwardly on the couch, staring in disbelief and jealousy.

"Mori-Senpai!" Haruhi squeaked out, "Please help me!" Mori shot out of his seat in a flash and immediately lifted Haruhi up out of Tamaki's arms effortlessly. Amira watched in disbelief at his strength- how had he managed to lift her up without strain?

"Mori-Senpai, you didn't need to go that far…" Tamaki stood in shock, blushing slightly, "Come on, Haruhi! Come back to your daddy!" Haruhi protested and Amira smiled at the interaction between the pair. Tamaki was cute and clearly seemed to throw his heart into things without care, as he had only just met Haruhi the other day. Yet, behind Haruhi and Tamaki sat a glaring Seika Ayanokoji. Amira took note of her angry expression and laughed quietly to herself. How in the world could someone be jealous over that? It wasn't like Seika even knew the real Tamaki, just the flirtatious man who made it his job to entertain women. And either way, since the guests believed Haruhi was a boy, there wasn't anything to even be jealous of. She rolled her eyes at the girl and strolled over to her piano, where she continued playing.

"Ami-chan," A voice whispered in her left ear, making her jump and hit a chord much harder than intended, creating a loud, harsh, sound. She frowned corrected herself, continuing to play her song without any other error.

"Ami-chan," Another voice whispered in her right ear. However, she had been expecting that and continued playing flawlessly. Hands grabbed her arms from both sides and the twins stood on both sides of her, smirking down at her.

"What do you two want?" She glared at them. They were nothing more than a disturbance. Their label as the little devil type was surprisingly accurate.

"We're bored," They replied in unison.

"And what do you want me to do about that?" She huffed, glancing back and forth to look at both of them.

"Entertain us!" They both grinned cheekily. She rolled her eyes, turning to face the keyboard again.

"Come on Ami-chan, tell us stories about America! Is it true that everyone is overweight?" Hikaru smirked at her, tugging her arm away from the piano.

"Stop calling me Ami-chan and please go away." She responded shortly, pulling her arm out of his grip.

"You're no fun," Kaoru smiled and the twins laughed together before walking away. She rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day before continuing to play, choosing to skip to the next song rather than continue from where she left off.

-The next day-

"Huh? My bag is gone," Haruhi stated, walking over to her desk.

"Are you sure you left it in here? It's not like anyone would've taken it. They're too rich to steal here," Amira chuckled, looking around the classroom.

Haruhi strolled over to the window, "Found it," she pointed down at the fountain, "Oh, man, I didn't think they had bullying here,"

"What?" Amira ran over to the window, staring in shock at the sight of the contents of Haruhi's bag floating freely in the water, "I don't understand why anyone would want to bully you in the first place… You're too innocent and I don't think I've heard you say a single rude thing about anyone."

"Who cares why they did it, I have to get my stuff! My wallet is in there, it has all of my lunch money for the week!" Haruhi almost shouted, sprinting out of the room.

"Hey, wait up!" Amira followed her, huffing and wishing she wasn't in the stupid yellow dress. She hiked up the dress above her knees, running to catch up to Haruhi, who paused after passing Seika Ayanokoji, making Amira nearly slam into Haruhi's back.

"Oh, it's you two," Seika stated, "How nice of Tamaki-kun to tidy you up, Haruhi. While you're at it, why don't you correct your poor upbringing?" She began to walk away.

"Poor upbringing? Says the girl who just harassed another student! Hey, maybe you should try to find a lover you don't have to pay in order to get their attention!" Amira called back to Seika, who simply ignored her and continued walking, "Screw her. Ignore her, Haruhi, she doesn't know what she's talking about."

"Come on, let's go," Haruhi said quietly, walking away at a slower pace.

"Are you okay? Ugh, I can't wait to tell the guys about this. They won't let her back in the club, Haruhi, I promise."

"No, I'm fine. Let her be. I don't really care, anyways, I just need to find my wallet. Let's not stoop to her level." Amira glanced at Haruhi, who held a neutral expression. She chose to remain silent for the rest of the walk down, hoping that Haruhi was telling the truth.

After arriving at the fountain, the girls took off their shoes and left their belongings at the edge of the water. Haruhi rolled up her pants and began wading in the water, pulling out her belongings. Amira held her dress up with one hand, using the other to help grab Haruhi's things.

"You know, I can just buy your lunches. Or groceries, or whatever you need," Amira stated after all of Haruhi's things were recovered besides her wallet.

"Thanks, but no thanks. The last thing I want is to owe you or anyone else money. Plus, I want to be independent," Haruhi looked over at Amira and gave her a genuine smile. She nodded in return, continuing to search through the water.

"Hey, commoner and foreigner," Tamaki called out to the pair, standing at the edge of the water, "You've both got some nerve, skipping out on the club activities. And being alone together, a man and a woman, in the fountain? Do you two know what this looks like?" Amira rolled her eyes at this, not understanding how he still had no clue about Haruhi's true gender.

"Wait, why is your bag all wet?" Tamaki asked, glancing down at his feet.

"Seika-" Amira began, ready to tell him everything.

"I dropped it and all of my stuff fell out," Haruhi cut her off, glancing over at Amira with a dangerous glare, "I can't find my food money for this week." The girls heard a splash and both turned to see that Tamaki had also stepped into the water to help them.

"Senpai, it's okay, we can find it," Amira smiled at him, amazed once again at his kindness for someone he had only just met a few days ago.

"You'll get yourself all wet," Haruhi scolded, turning to face him.

"Getting wet won't do me any harm. After all, people always say that I'm dripping with good looks," He glanced up to smile at the girls. Amira grimaced at his narcissism while Haruhi just stared at him in awe.

"Oh! Is this it?" Tamaki reached down and pulled out a wallet before strolling over to Haruhi, "What's wrong? You're staring off into space! You haven't fallen for me, have you?" He taunted. Amira burst out into laughter beside them, making Haruhi snap back to reality.

"Who, me?" She snatched the wallet out of her hands and turned to glare at Amira.

"But still, how does this happen?" Tamaki said, glancing over at Haruhi's wet belonging sprawled out on the dry sidewalk.

"I dropped it out of the window when I was trying to get some fresh air," Haruhi explained, stepping out of the water and gathering up her things. Amira looked up at the window they previously stood at and noticed a female silhouette staring down at them. She stared up at the girl's face, straining to make out who it was until the figure turned and walked away.

The trio returned to the club, late, and received a quick scolding from Kyoya about the importance of club activities and the penalty for tardiness. Apparently, he would add to Haruhi's debt if it happened again. Things quickly returned to usual as Haruhi sat down with her guests and Amira played the piano. After some time, Seika sat down across from Haruhi at a table, alone. Amira paused after playing a song and looked over at Haruhi, trying to make eye contact with her, but Haruhi was too engrossed in their conversation to notice. She watched their interaction, wishing she was close enough to make out what they were saying.

Things escalated quickly. Seika pushed the table over, breaking the glass tea set that sat atop it. She knocked Haruhi out of her chair, pulling Haruhi on top of her in a malicious manner.

"Haruhi-kun!" Seika shrieked and the room went silent, "Haruhi-kun suddenly attacked me! Somebody, quick! Deal with this commoner!" Amira burst out of her chair, sprinting to the scene to rescue her friend. She nearly crashed into the twins, who darted out in front of her and both tossed a pot of tea over the pair on the ground. The room sat in silence, everyone staring at the commotion.

"W-what are you doing?" Seika glared at them and Tamaki walked over and helped her to her feet, "Tamaki! Haruhi assaulted me!" She whimpered, leaning into him.

He held an arm to her shoulder, holding her away from him, "How disgraceful," He muttered, shaking his head, "You're the one who threw Haruhi's bag in the pond, aren't you?"

"How can you say that? You have no proof!" Seika protested, her distressed expression melting into embarrassment and fear.

"We know it was you, princess," Amira spat, crossing her arms and glaring at her.

Tamaki held Seika's face in his hands, "You really are quite pretty, but you are not fit to be our guest. I know that Haruhi is not that kind of man."

"Y-you idiot! All of you! Idiots!" Seika cried and ran out of the room.

Amira's annoyed expression melted into a smirk, "Good riddance." The twins laughed and both placed an elbow on her shoulders. She frowned at the contact but quickly began to laugh along with them.

"Haruhi, you need to be punished for causing this kind of trouble to the club. Your quota is now increased to 1,000 requests!" Tamaki loomed overtop her.

"One t-thousand?" Haruhi cried in disbelief.

He helped her to her feet, "I'm expecting much from you; there is no doubt in my mind you can reach that since you are our natural rookie."

After the guests had all left, Kyoya gave Haruhi a spare uniform and led her to the changing room. Amira sat with the rest of the hosts in the main room, playing on her phone and waiting for Haruhi before they left for the night.
"I'm going to bring him towels to dry off," Tamaki stated, standing up suddenly. The hosts all watched him walk off, no one responding to him.

"He still doesn't know, does he?" Amira asked.

"Nope! Tama-chan is in for a surprise." Honey said sweetly.

"I gave her a girl's uniform; that's all we had here. He had to find out sooner or later." Kyoya stated nonchalantly.

"The boss is a little dense sometimes," The twins shrugged. The hosts sat in silence, waiting for Tamaki's return.

"Do you guys want to go watch?" Amira suddenly stood up, turning back to look at the rest of the group. They all agreed and walked over to watch Tamaki walk into the dressing room and then walk out, face consumed in redness.

"H-Haruhi, you're a girl?" Tamaki mumbled, standing outside of the dressing room.

"Biologically, yes," She stated, before opening up the dressing room curtain and coming out in the female Ouran uniform, "But if you want to think of me as a boy, I'm okay with that. Honestly, I just think that being a boy or a girl doesn't matter as much as who you are as a person."

"This is quite the interesting development," Kyoya declared, a hint of a smile hiding in his lips.

"It sure is," The twins smirked at each other.

"Still, Senpai, you were really cool earlier. Thank you for the help!" Haruhi smiled sweetly at him. Tamaki's face turned a deeper shade of red and he began backing up.

"Tamaki, I don't think I've ever referred to Haruhi as 'he', I'm always slipping up and saying 'she', how did you not catch that?" Amira laughed.

"I figured you just didn't know your Japanese pronouns! What kind of American knows Japanese?" He whined, covering his face in his hands.

"Still, getting fussed at by a bunch of girls isn't actually all that bad. Oh, I know! From now on, I'll start referring to myself as 'ore'!" Haruhi smiled sweetly and giggled at the thought.

"Mama! Haruhi is using bad words!" Tamaki whined to Kyoya, still completely shocked at the new revelation.

"She can call herself whatever she wants. Besides, she's gotta play the part somehow," Amira smirked, standing beside Haruhi and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Maybe she could enjoy a bit more about this club than just the music. Perhaps this was the beginning to new friendships!

Hi guys! Chapter two is finally complete, and now I have to wake up in five hours… So wish me luck. I hope you guys liked it and my inclusion of Amira into the storyline. Thank you for everyone who favorited and followed my story, the only reason I'm updating this right now is for you guys3.

Also, "ore" in Japanese is a male pronoun, which is what Haruhi says at the end of this chapter and this episode. Tamaki freaks out because only boys are supposed to refer to themselves in this way :). I wasn't sure if this was common knowledge because I know I'd be super confused if I wasn't at least semi-familiar with the language. Anyways, the song I was listening to when I envisioned Amira's playing was Reaching by Cellophane Roses. It's really beautiful and light; it's a nice song to study or write to.

Thank you all so much for reading and for your support; as always, please leave me reviews so I can know how I'm doing and how to improve. Love ya guys!