After classes were over, you, Haruhi and the twins made your way towards an abandoned music room where, apparently, the party was to be held. After deciding that the twins weren't actually so bad, you had agreed to walk with them instead of taking a detour so as not to be near them!
However, you ended up taking a slight detour from the path anyway as Haruhi slipped off to the bathroom, and you thought you'd accompany him. The bathroom was amazing! Spotlessly clean and shiny, with gleaming sinks and cubicles as big as the average kitchen!
As you had been admiring it, you hadn't noticed that you had followed Haruhi mindlessly into the bathroom. Haruhi didn't seem to have noticed either, and locked the cubicle door behind him. It was then that you realised that you weren't in the boy's bathroom.
"Um, Haruhi!" you called, thinking he must have walked through the wrong door. "I think we're in the wrong bathroom!"
"No, we're fine!" he called back, before exiting.
You wandered along in confusion for a minute, then having an intense feeling of deja vu as you crashed headlong into Haruhi's back. He had stopped dead in the hallway and turned to face you with an anguished look on his face.
"I went into the girl's bathroom didn't I?!" he asked as if hoping otherwise.
"Err, yes, you did!" you said. "Did you take the wrong door?"
Haruhi seemed to struggle with himself.
"No I didn't," he said, seemingly making up his mind. "I don't think I can hide this from you (n). I'm a girl."
"You're, you're what?!" you exclaimed, looking him up and down.
"I'm not a boy, I'm actually a girl," Haruhi repeated, looking at you.
"Well then why are you wearing a boy's uniform, and in the host club?" you ask in confusion, unable to clear your head.
"That's a long story!" Haruhi said, with a shaky laugh.
Several minutes and a broken vase later, you understood everything and were laughing loudly.
"That's quite a tale!" you giggled, climbing a flight of stairs. "But don't worry, your secret's safe with me."
"Thanks a lot!" Haruhi said, relieved. "It's just through this door."
She pushed it open.
At first, you couldn't see anything except blinding white light and a flurry of red rose petals. When at last it cleared, you could see into the large room, although it was hard to see anything for all the people that had gathered there!
The room barely resembled a music room at all, apart from the large grand piano sitting in one corner. Beautiful, captivating music was emanating from it, expertly extracted out of the instrument by the delicate hands of a tall, blonde boy. He didn't even seem to hear you enter and, from the expression on his face, you could tell he was totally oblivious to everything except becoming one with the music he was playing.
You stood watching until he had finished, by which time you noticed that you were standing alone in the doorway and Haruhi was now wearing a smart suit and bow tie, however you now found it impossible to see her as anything except a girl. She was walking around the room, occasionally stopping to talk and smile happily at girls along the way. Despite what she said, she really did seem to enjoy her job.
"Well hello there beautiful," came a soft voice, almost a whisper, from directly behind you.
Jolted out of your daydream, you jumped and almost shrieked, but stopped yourself just in time.
"Oh I'm sorry, did I startle you?" the voice continued.
You looked around and realised that the boy who had been playing was now standing right in front of you!
"Oh gosh, I really wasn't paying attention!" you said, embarrassed.
"It's alright," the boy said, holding out his hand to you. "I'm Tamaki Suoh. I'm guessing you're (fn/ln)? The twins told me about you."
"Uh yeah, that's me," you said, taking his hand expecting to shake it.
Instead, he almost pulled you over, so that only one of your feet was on the ground, and you were practically in his arms! Taken aback, you couldn't think of anything to say. Fortunately, Tamaki seemed to have plenty of ideas!
"Steady on there, my princess," he said, bending over you and smiling radiantly. "We don't want you twisting an ankle before you've even danced tonight! Come, you must dance with me!"
And before you could get a word in edgeways, he had pulled you to your feet and dragged you amidst the crowd of dancing couples, twirling you round in an elegant waltz. He was no longer playing piano himself, and you had absolutely no idea where the music was coming from! But it was nice, and dancing was nice, and so you weren't complaining!
After several long minutes, the dance ended, and Tamaki let you go, leaving to talk to a tall, cool looking boy with black hair and glasses. You staggered into a chair and stared into space, barely even aware of the dull pain in your feet. You hadn't danced in years!
Feeling the table rock a little beneath your elbows, you looked up and saw a small, cute looking boy sitting there. He had dark blonde hair, a mouthful of cake, and was clutching a pink stuffed bunny under one arm.
"Hi there," you said, smiling at him. He didn't look older than 11. "I'm (n), what's your name?"
"Honey," said the boy, cramming even more cake into his already full mouth. "I'm 17."
You had to stop yourself shouting so as you didn't hurt his feelings. Seventeen?! That can't be right... But then he must be the infamous, adorable, fighting machine whom Haruhi had mentioned; Mitsukuni Haninozuka.
"You sure like cake huh?!" you said, grinning at him. He really was cute! Although you did feel awkward thinking that about someone who was several years older than you!
"Yeah, I love it!" Honey replied, struggling to make sense through all the cake. "Any kind! Strawberry, chocolate, lemon. But I like bunnies too! This is Usa-chan, do you want to hug him?"
He held out his bunny to you. Unable to refuse, you took it from him and held it to your chest. Honey smiled widely.
"Could you look after him for me while I go get more cake?" he asked, looking at you with his big brown eyes.
"Of course!" you replied, chuckling slightly. He really did act like he was in elementary school.
"Yay! I'll be right back!"
As he scuttled off with his empty plate and fork, you took a look around the room, trying to spot out the other two hosts that Haruhi had briefly told you about. You could see Tamaki deep in conversation with Kyoya, who was typing earnestly on his laptop and only just paying attention.
Scanning the room carefully, you caught sight of strong, silent Mori dancing with a young girl who looked as if she had died and gone to heaven!
At that moment, Honey came running back over, two large slices of chocolate cake balanced on his plate.
"I got some for you too!" he said, placing it down on the table in front of you and taking Usa-chan back onto his lap. "Because everyone likes cake, right?!"
"Yeah, thanks!" you exclaimed gleefully, tucking in to the delicious sponge and icing.
As you ate, you thought about your day. Life here at Ouran Academy was great, and it was only your first day! You already had lots of friends, and you had discovered the best club in the world! Things could only get better from here right? Wrong!