Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC, but I do own my characters.

As you know there will be of course romance... but there won't be extreme parts of it 'till the end of the story. Just little cute things and stuff; I suck at romance-eey stuff, so don't expect something like a romance novel. You'll be seeing comedy and adventure for the most part...

Enough of my talk, sorry... XD Go ahead and go read!

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Chapter Two:

Back Once More

Not again, Aimi thought, leaning against one of the pillars, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her hair, while trying to get the echoes of the loud frantic yells of her limo driver out of her ear. She looked around for her limousine, which was like just yesterday; late. Second day with lots and lots of traffic... Sigh. Aimi had declined Etsuko's offer to get a ride home when she passed her in the hallway, and she now wished she accepted that offer. It seemed like Etsuko was going somewhere else; but when Aimi asked her where she was going, she just said she had some business to do somewhere else. She seemed a bit... apprehensive. Of what, Aimi couldn't guess. Strange, but then again, Etsuko is very strange.

Sighing again, Aimi started to get all fidgety, trying to pull up the sleeves of the horrible yellow dress, even though she was in the shade. The raging summer heat was agonizing; and there she was, in this ugly, long-sleeved puffy dress. She was practically suffocating, really. Who would wear this in the summer, Aimi narrowed her eyes, and answered her own question in her mind. The girls in Ouran. And herself.

Getting bored and was starting to melt under the sun's heat, Aimi went back inside Ouran, relieved by the refreshing air conditioning inside. The limo driver could just call her cellphone; she didn't want to be cooked like eggs out there. Deciding just to walk randomly around the school, she walked up the large staircase, passing room after room and room after another and another. About fifteen minutes later, she had found herself... somewhere. She didn't remember actually where she was. She looked around, giving another sigh.

In one split-second, Aimi had thought she had seen dirty-blonde hair whizzing far away; Etsuko? Don't think so...or could it? The person quickly entered a room, and the door shut silently. She shrugged it off without another thought. She kept walking forward to the room where the person ran into, and looked at the sign of the nearest classroom... She stood frozen in her spot, and it was like her feet were super-glued to the floor. The Third Music Room.

Hell, that place was hell! Aimi's thoughts roared inside her head, but she was still unable to move as she uneasily stared at the sign, squinting to see if her eyes were playing a trick on her, or if she was going completely mad. Of course, it stayed the same, and she still was frozen near the door.

"Aimi?" A voice said, and Aimi was immediately startled, hitting her forehead on the door; didn't something like that happen, oh, what, yesterday? She rubbed her forehead, giving a groan as she turned to see the one behind her.

"Oh, Haruhi?" Aimi stopped rubbing her forehead, and stared at the many instant coffee containers that he was holding, and looked at Haruhi, giving him a questioning look. "Er..."

"It's for the club." Haruhi sighed, shaking his hand, and Aimi made her mouth into an "O" shape, nodding.

"Well, er, can I help you with those?" She glanced at the containers again, wondering how the heck Haruhi could juggle all of those. "That's... alot to be holding, you know."

"Thanks, I would really appreciate that." Aimi took some of the containers, and there were so many that she looked like she was cradling them in her arms; same for Haruhi. "Tamaki's has a little obsession with commoner foods, and so this is the reason why I'm holding all of this." He rolled his eyes, and seemed to be whispering "Rich bastard..." to himself. Opening the door for Haruhi, Aimi stepped in, trying her best not to drop everything.

"Where can I put these down?" Aimi cradled them tighter, having a feeling that they were going to drop on the floor at any time, since it was slipping out of her arms. "Gee, they're heavy..."

"Oh, you could put them over there." Haruhi pointed to a nearby cart, and Aimi exhaled as she put the containers onto the cart.

"And so, with that, I am leaving-"

"Oi, its Aimi!" Two voices chorused, and she winced at the sound. Before she could escape, she was whisked away near the same couch again, but this time, she wasn't going to sit down; Tamaki was busy wooing two girls. Good heavens... Looking around randomly, she was shocked to see Etsuko standing near Kyouya, but her back was turned; she couldn't see Aimi. Good thing, too. She wouldn't know what Etsuko would do if she was here; she didn't want to know...

She continued to glance around, observing the club. Hunny took in girls by his cuteness - come on, no one can't deny that he's a bit cute, but not in 'that' way. It would be for his fangirling-girls, though. Mori still got customers even when he was completely silent; odd.

Had he ever talked before? Aimi pondered on this single thought for a moment, and shrugged it off without another thought.

Haruhi was completely acting his normal self; and the girls loved him for it. She looked around from the twins; and immediately looked away, slightly disturbed, to be now extremely interested with ceiling. They were doing some kind of twincest act or something, and fangirling-girls screeched out things like "Forbidden Love!" and some were fainting as well. More uneasiness. Looking back down and to the left, she immediately met eyes with violet ones, and stepped back, a bit startled.

"Could you please give me space!?!" Aimi awkwardly took a step back, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Oh-"

"Don't even start your dramatic talking!" Aimi shouted, obviously very annoyed. She covered her ears, but she could still hear the talking; at least she couldn't clearly hear them. "Stop talking... your voice is horrible to listen to; it's soon going to burn my ears off..."

Tamaki retreated to a corner, and Aimi sighed. She looked towards Kyouya and Etsuko, and when he put his glasses further up his face, he looked up from his laptop, starting to speak.

"I'm very sorry, ladies, but it is closing time." His calm voice rang throughout the silenced room, and shortly after, there were loud groans coming from the girls. "But you can always come back tomorrow."

"Oh, I'll miss you Hunny-kun!"

"I'll miss you more, Hunny-kun!" The second girl brought out an enormous, delicious-looking chocolate cake, giving it to Hunny. Before he could reply, someone interrupted him.

"No, I will miss you more, Hunny-kun!" The third girl brought out a chocolate cake and a strawberry cheesecake, also giving it to Hunny. Again, before he could give his adorable thank-you, the first girl started to yell at the others.

The three girls were at each other's necks, starting to shout out profanities while they headed out the door. When they passed Aimi, she had to jump away since they were trying to claw at each other's hair; and they all had pretty, pink, and seemingly very sharp manicures. That wouldn't be pretty... what would have happened if Aimi didn't jump? Aimi felt very relieved that she had jumped away in time...

"Aimi?" Etsuko's voice snapped Aimi out of her thoughts, and she turned completely around. "Aimi... I know that's you."

"Awh, whatever." Aimi rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Don't roll your eyes at me!" She said, and Aimi turned around, sighing. "I can tell, I've known you since we were twelve... Oh, wait..." She gave a glance to Kyouya, giving a nervous laugh when he pushed up his glasses farther up his face. "Closing time, right, right..." Etsuko motioned me, and we both started to head out the door. "Have a good summer break, guys!" Etsuko smiled, before opening up the door.

"Yeah... have a good summer." Aimi said flatly, looking at everyone. Etsuko elbowed her, a sign to be at least more polite. Aimi rolled her eyes, gave the biggest smile, and sweetly spoke that even rose petals started to float around in the background, "I hope you all have fun, since I won't be having any fun-"

"Aww, so aaadoooraaable!" Tamaki jumped up, and ran to give a death hug; he then shortly smacked his face into a hard, cold door. "She's so mean, Haruhi... It-it hurts!" Tamaki whined, after they left. Haruhi poked his cheeks, and give Tamaki his usual look that he gave him whenever he did something stupid.

"You're fine, Senpai." He stopped poking his cheeks, and rolled his eyes. "She can actually be a little annoyed from other problems and still be a little nice - she's just especially mean to you because you are annoying, I don't blame her."

"We agree!" The twins came up behind Tamaki. "You are very annoying, dono!"

"A-annoying?" Tamaki stuttered, apparently shocked by their comments. "Annoying? Never!"

"I don't think you're annoying, Tama-chan!" Hunny said in between bites from the cakes the girls gave him and some other cakes from girls, and then finished all of them, only crumbs left.

"O-okaa-san?" Tamaki sputtered out, giving a very pitiful face towards Kyouya. "Do... you think I'm annoying?" Kyouya didn't give an answer.

Haruhi gave an exasperated sigh.

He'll always be an idiot, he thought. Thank goodness for summer break...

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Hopefully my OC's aren't too Sueish... Oh, and sorry for the probably pointless and short chapter, this was just kind of like... a fill in? XD If you've got time, I have chapter 3 already up.