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Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran. At all. The OC's are also petitioning for independence...


Out of habit, Haruhi had taken her shoes off as she entered the dorm room and set the shoes to the side. Haruhi slipped a pair of house slippers onto her feet; and surveyed her new apartment from the comfort of her new kitchen. She trailed her fingers along the granite countertops she walked out of the kitchen and into her room to unpack her clothes.

Haruhi hung her dresses, which had been packed by her father, and turned to place her other clothes on hangers or in the dresser drawers. Zipping her suitcase closed she set it in the closet and shut the door. Sighing she flopped down on the bed and began eating a packet of sushi that she had bought at the university cafe, it wasn't as good as she was used to but it wasn't too bad. Fancy tuna, laughing at that thought, she set the tuna down and tried to find something to keep her awake.

"Jet lag is awful." Dry swallowing some medicine Haruhi grabbed her purse and walked out shutting the door behind her.

As she walked down the hall, Haruhi noticed a girl dragging cases of what looked to be equipment while a boy followed her complaining that his body needed sustenance.

"Do you need some help?" Haruhi walked to the struggling pair and caught a gray bag just as it fell off the tower of boxes. "Here I got this, which apartment is yours?"

The girl looked up and grinned, "Thank you so much, yeah I would love the help. The apartment is uh-" the girl looked over to the hungry boy, "what number?"

"221B, like Sherlock Holmes." Sam winked at Haruhi. "My little sister did pack a lot of things so thanks, we'd love your help."

"221B. My name is Cara." Cara smiled and pointed behind her, "that weirdo is my brother Sam, and he's only two minutes older than me."

"Wait, you're both twins?" Haruhi asked as she shifted the box to her other arm while pulling her key out of the purse.

"Yep, not identical, though, we're fraternal." He stopped in front of the apartment door, "Cara do you have your key?"

"Oh I have it, I think I'm your roommate." Haruhi unlocked the door and held it open so they could take Cara's bags inside.

Once inside Cara began organizing her belongings with the help of Sam and Haruhi.

"What made you choose Harvard?" Cara asked as she set her MacBook on her desk, "I mean Japan has some great universities."

"They do, but Harvard felt right." Haruhi nodded, "plus I want to go into law, and Harvard has an excellent law school."

Sam nodded as though he was following the conversation, "yep, yep you're right. Law is really good." He muttered as he fiddled on his PC.

Cara rolled her eyes and pushed her suitcase under the bed. Taking a deep breath, she whacked Sam over the head. When he failed to budge, she shook her head and turned to Haruhi, "let's go get some food." Pointing to Sam, she continued, "he's gonna be on the computer for a while. For all I know he could be hacking into the Pentagon, it wouldn't be the first time."

Walking out of the apartment she turned to Haruhi, "you don't seem super weirded out by us."

Haruhi laughed, "believe it or not I've known some crazy people in my past. I used to be part of a host club."

Cara wrinkled her nose in confusion, as she checked the times for the bus. "Do you want Italian, seafood, we're gonna go with something classic-" she paused, "what's a host club?"

"You know we don't have to get into that." She paused as Cara gave her a what-the-heck you'd better tell me everything look.

"Okay, fine. A host club is where rich young men with too much time on their hands, entertain rich girls with too much time on their hands."

"Come again? Wait are you-"

Haruhi began waving her hands quickly. "No it wasn't like that at all, I was in debt. They uh, they thought I was a boy."

"I mean I wasn't going to judge," she sat down on a seat in the back of the bus and turned to look at Haruhi curiously, "so you were like a slave? Those guys sound well, at least you had friends."


"Wait, wait-" Cara wheezed, "there was a zoo club obsessed with you, and then the guys dressed up as girls?"

"Yeah, all of them except Mori." Haruhi laughed. "It wasn't a Zoo club; it was called the Zuka club. They were weird."

"Kyoya dressed up as a girl?" Cara said taking the apartment keys out her pocket, "he just doesn't seem like the frilly type. It must have benefitted him."

"I suppose you're right." Haruhi smiled, "that is an intriguing notion in its way."

"From an attractive guy who had the hots for you." Cara wiggled her eyebrows and pushed the apartment door open. "Sam we're home, and we brought gifts of delicious goodness!"

Cara stopped abruptly causing Haruhi to bump into her. Throwing the keys on the hook Cara narrowed her eyes and surveyed the chaos that had unfolded. "Sam what the hell did you do?"

Haruhi stepped from behind Cara, eye twitching she pressed a palm to her forehead and walked up to a blond boy who was smiling with arms wide open.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were-" She shook her head. "Nevermind, I'm not sure I want to know." Laughing Haruhi pulled the young man into a hug. "I missed you."

Cara watched the scene with a small smirk. "So this is the famous host club."

"They're a host club?" Sam asked with a mouth full of pepperoni pizza. "Dude that's weird."

"I'll deal with you later." Cara pointed at her brother who began choking on his pizza as he saw the death glare his younger twin gave him.

Cara turned to the group of boys who stood around the dorm poking at various objects. She took her camera out of the hands of twins. "Please don't touch that. It's not your property. I assume you're Hikaru, and you look like Kaoru."

The twins blinked in surprise before grinning and putting their arms around her shoulders. "Haruhi, you taught this commoner how to tell us apart. That's cute."

Cara shrugged the twins arms off, "Haruhi didn't tell this commoner how to tell who is who. It's easy." The twins had somehow rewrapped their arms around her shoulders in the space of ten seconds. Cara rolled her eyes and stepped away. "Personal space guys. I do have a bubble."

Haruhi stepped away from Tamaki, "I thought you were all taking a tour of Europe. What are you doing here?"