Chapter 2

The Ouran Host Club members were making their way down the hall together. They had just left one of the school's many libraries fetching their first year members, two of whom were following the third. As they made their way down the hall, the twins were chattering away to Haruhi. Takashi was stoic, as usual. All in all, the club was interacting normally.

"Hey Tama-Chan, are we cosplaying today?" Mitsukini (A.K.A: Honey/Honey-Senpai) inquired from atop his cousin's broad shoulders.

"Sorry, Honey-Senpai, but we aren't cosplaying this whole month." Tamaki (A.K.A: Tono/Daddy/Tama-Chan) informed his shorter senior.

"Aww, why not?"

Kyoya answered that question, "It seems that our customers miss our school apparel." The shadow king turned his attention to his best friend, "Tamaki, I've been meaning to tell you, we've lost about 20% of our business. They feel something is missing. In order to regain business, we need something new, maybe a new member."

"I'll think about it. How can something be missing? We have such variety…"

"I don't think it's so much of what we have so much as who we have. Face it, Tama-Chan, the girls get bored of the same faces over and over again. We need something fresh." Honey said.

When the club reached their room, just as they were opening the door, they heard a loud CRASH. They cracked the door open and spotted two boys. One was standing at a mess of broken glass; the other close to the wall with his eyes closed and his back to the other boy.

Eiji decided to suck it up and look; one of the many vases decorating the room was on the floor, smashed into countless pieces. "What the hell, Tomai?"

"I didn't mean too!"

Eiji muttered another string of curses, "You are so going to pay for that…"

"I have a solution." A new voice piped in. "You both can work it off, pay us back with your bodies."

Tomai recognized the voice; he had heard it earlier that day in class, "No way…Kyoya?" The brothers turned only to see Ootori Kyoya, Suoh Tamaki, Morinozuka Takashi, Haninozuka Mitsukuni, and three other guys they didn't recognize.

Eiji scowled, "What do you mean, pay you back with our bodies?"

"You see," Kyoya pushed his glasses up his nose (the light caught the lenses making them shine and Kyoya look even more devious) "Haruhi, here, is in the same predicament." He gestured to the short brunette. "The two of you can either act as hosts or be our errand boys until the debt is repaid. That particular vase cost the same as the one Haruhi broke, 8,000,000 yen. Since there are two of you, the debt will be halved, the two of you each owe the Host Club 4,000,000 yen."

Tamaki walked around the two, as if he were examining them. "They are pretty attractive. Hikaru, Kaoru, what do you think?"

"Not bad, Tono!" The two red-heads chimed.

"Mommy, what do you think?" The tall blonde asked his friend.

"They could get a few customers…"

"Eiji-chan had a lot of girls staring at him in class today, didn't he, Takashi?" Mitsukini asked his cousin.

"Mm"

"THEN IT'S DECIDED! The two of you shall be hosts until your debt is repaid!" Tamaki declared, pointing his index finger at the brothers.

An annoying cackling and mechanical roar resonated throughout the club-room. A hole in the floor opened, and a girl with dirty-blonde hair rose up on a metal platform. When the platform stopped moving, she stopped laughing and jumped off.

"Hello, boys. I'm Renge Houshakuji, the Ouran Host Club's manager, and advisor on many topics including your types. Now, let's see…" She walked over to Eiji and Tomai, pulling the both of them up by their arms. "Shirts off. I need to see full upper body for this to be accurate."

"What now?" Tomai asked, confused.

"You heard me!"

"Why?" Eiji asked.

She sighed, "Because the strong, silent type roll has already been taken, as have the loli-shota, the princely type, the natural type, the cool type, and the little devil types!" She gestured to each host, respectively, as their type was listed.

The two turned to Kyoya with a look that said, "Do we HAVE to?" He nodded, and they complied.

When their upper-bodies were revealed, she lifted their arms, walked around them, examining their bodies critically as the rest of the club watched. "You," she pointed to Eiji, "You have a great upper body and look really manly. You'll be the Physical type. You'll do a lot of physical work, be shirtless a lot of the time, and get real sweaty." She turned to and pointed at Tomai, "You will be the thug type. Wear commoner's clothes like hoodies, jeans with holes in them, look really thuggish!" She looked pleased with herself.

"Thank you, Renge. Boys, put your shirts back on now, the guests will be here any minute." Tamaki said.

"No problem. I'm happy to help!" Renge chirped as she got back on her platform and went back to wherever it is she came from.

"So, Eiji-kun, what do you like to do?" one of his guests asked.

"Nothing that interesting, I like skateboarding, and some sports" he replied.

"Why did you join the host club?" another asked.

"Tomai wanted to." He responded, bluntly.

"You care a lot about your brother, don't you?" the same girl commented.

"It's like Hikaru and Kaoru's relationship!"

"No, it's more like Honey-Senpai and Mori-Senpai's relationship!"

As all the girls were fangirling, Eiji sighed and looked at his surroundings. Tomai seemed to thrive in the attention he was receiving, as did Tamaki. Mitsukuni was giving the girls cavities from his brand of cute. Takashi just…sitting there was making his guests blush, stammer, and fangirl.; yet the tallest member of the club would periodically glance at the door, as though he was waiting for something. Kyoya was milking the fangirling guests for their cash, advertising Host Club Photo Books, Calendars, and other merchandise. The guy with brown hair and eyes-Haruhi was it?- was making his guests stammer at his charm and compliments (which seemed so honest and heartfelt). The twins were putting on this yaoi-incest act that had several girls' noses bleeding, others were so red in the face they looked like cherries, but every guest they had was squealing. They loved the ginger boys' act. Eiji had to admit, he was a little hot under the collar from watching the attractive twins perform for their guests. As soon as he heard the twins hold a conversation with each other, he had learned to tell the two apart, and he thought Hikaru was a rather attractive guy.

"Hey, Eiji-Senpai, what are you staring at?" his guest's question snapped him from his thoughts.

"Sorry, princess. I was making sure my brother was doing ok." He lied.

When the guests left, Tomai and Eiji collapsed on one of the couches that littered the room. Eiji decided to people watch, and Tomai held a conversation with the twins.

About ten minutes later, the door opened. Tomai looked at the door as it opened, revealing the tanned girl from his class. Her granny-smith green eyes darted around the room, cautiously checking for something. Her eyes landed on Kyoya, sitting at a table writing something in his little black book. "Is the coast clear?" she asked.

Kyoya sighed, a bit irritated. His hand left its place on the table, only to land on his forehead. "Yes, Maiko. The guests left a while ago. You and Yumiko can come in."

Her eyes lit up in happiness, "YAY! Come on Yumiko-Chan!" She skipped into the room, pulling the tall chestnut haired girl he saw her in class with in behind her.

"Don't pull so hard, Maiko-Chan! You might break Yumi-Chan!" Honey cried.

Maiko stuck her tongue out, "She'll be fine… right?" she stopped and turned towards the taller girl.

Yumiko sweat-dropped, "Its ok," She stated.

Takashi stood up and walked towards Yumiko. Maiko, seeing this, let go of her friend and skipped off towards Kyoya. Takashi stood in front of Yumiko, his hand on her shoulder. "Hi."

She turned her head up, the two of them now face to face. "Hey."

He took her hand in his, and led her over to a couch in the back of the room, where they could talk in private.

"MAIKO QUIT IT!" Kyoya ordered.

"WHY~? I want to help!" Maiko whined.

Tomai and Eiji turned to watch the Shadow King have a meltdown. "YOU'RE BUGGING ME! Go play with Honey-Senpai. There's leftover cake in the fridge."

The tan girl pouted, "But Kyo-Kyo I want to help you!" She threw her arms around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder. "Shouldn't I know how to do this stuff too, since I'm your fiancé and all?"

Tomai and Eiji's eyes widened at that statement. "No, because this is my job as Vice President, not yours," He argued

"Takashi, Yumi-Chan do you want some cakie?" The boys heard Honey ask. Eiji broke his attention from the Kyoya/Maiko spectacle to watch what would happen between Mori and Yumiko.

"No thank you, Mitsukini." The two simultaneously answered.

The loli-boy, undeterred even though his favorite snack was just rejected by two people, grinned and said, "You two are so in-synch, no wonder you're getting married!"

The boys' were stunned at the senior boy's comment. "Wait…WHAT?" They simultaneously screamed. The entire club, and the two girls, all turned to look at them.

"How can they," Eiji gestured to Kyoya and Maiko, then to Takashi and Yumiko, "be getting married, they're in high school!"

Tomai agreed, "Yeah, isn't there a legal marrying age?"

Tamaki laughed, "You must be new to the world of the rich and beautiful, aren't you?" Eiji and Tomai nodded. "Well, you guys have heard of political engagements and arranged marriages, right?" They nodded again. "Well, that's what these are. Our grandmother and Mori-Senpai's parents decided Mori-Senpai and Yumiko's engagement about two weeks before this school year started. Kyoya and Maiko's engagement was decided a few years ago, right?" Tamaki asked for confirmation.

Kyoya nodded, "Her family owns and runs a large Bio-Chemistry lab that my family works closely with on multiple topics."

Tomai waved his hands in the air to get their attention, "Wait, back up a second, you said 'our grandmother'. What do you mean?"

Kyoya said, "Well, Tamaki and Yumiko are twins, they have the same grandmother."

"REALLY?" Tomai and Eiji exclaimed.

Tamaki ran over to Yumiko, pulling her over to the boys. "You don't see the resemblance?"

Eiji and Tomai looked critically at them: they were both tall (Yumiko being a few inches shorter than Tamaki), had the same hair type (different color though), and they had the same skin color and facial features.

"Now I see it." Tomai said. His brother nodded in agreement. "So, back to your explanation. Your grandmother, basically, called up Mori-Senpai's parents and said 'I want my grandkid to marry your kid,' and they replied 'let's do it,'?"

Yumiko blushed slightly. She looked down, rubbing the back of her neck, she muttered, "Well…when you put it that way, it does sound rather strange."

Maiko shrugged, "That's just how it is among us." She watched Takashi retrieve Yumiko before turning her eyes to Honey, "Honey, is that offer for cake still available?"

Honey nodded enthusiastically and the two of them disappeared in the back. Eiji sighed, knocking his head back and closing his eyes. There was no way he was going to go through this throughout what was left of his last year in school. He was going to find a job as soon as he could, but first he was going to use some of what little money his mother gave him to buy himself a new skateboard. His old one had, unfortunately, been left in America, and he already knew his mother wouldn't waste her time shipping it to him, which she had so plainly stated before they left.

"If you leave anything I won't bother wasting my time shipping it back to you, so don't forget any of your crap."

He scowled at the reminder of his mother's words; he really didn't want to think about the horrible woman that had given birth to him. Instead he turned his eyes back to his brother, who was now on the phone. Eiji raised his eyebrows as his brother hung up, and mouthed 'our ride is here'.

Eiji jumped up quickly, just as Maiko returned with Honey. "Where are you going?" Kyoya asked.

Eiji turned towards him, "Home." He said simply, then turned for the door, dragging his brother along with him.