I offered to be "it" first and they began running away from me, both heading in the same direction. I went after Kaoru first. My parents always bragged about how well I could see the differences between things. Honestly, I only knew who he was because they were still on the same sides of each other that they had been on when they said their names. I reached my hand out and touched the back of his shoulder. "You're it Kaoru!"

They stopped running and looked at me. I could practically see them both mentally shrug whatever had confused them off. Kaoru turned toward his twin and began chasing him around the backyard. It didn't take me long to realize that they weren't even including me anymore. I wonder what it's like to be a twin?

Hikaru was it now. I tried to rejoin the game by taking Kaoru's hand. I pulled him farther away from the house and closer to the actually party. "Hikaru won't be able to catch up as easily now," I said to him.

"How do you know that's Hikaru?" He asked as I pulled him under a table to hide. I looked as his golden eyes and smiled.

"I've just been paying attention." For the first time, I saw him smile. The tablecloth lifted up and Hikaru appeared.

"We're playing tag, not hide-and-seek," he said as he crawled under the table. He looked at his twin that was literally a mirror image of him. My eyes trailed over the two of them together. The only visible difference was their hair. The parts were different, but other than that, I knew I wouldn't be able to tell them apart the next time I saw them.

"I'm sorry Hikaru, I guess I just get bored easily."

The whistle was blown and the four of us were off. We pumped our arms and moved our legs as fast as humanly possible. This is what I live for; the feeling of my muscles working, the wind blowing my dark hair back, the sweat glistening on my body. I loved all of it. I never paid any attention to the people around me when I was running; not my opponents, not the cheering fans. Just me.

The whistle blew again. "Alright girls!" Coach called. "Gather 'round."

Coach Hayata was still young. She had only graduated from Ouran herself two years ago. She used her spare time to coach both the track and cross country team. It made me glad that they weren't during the same season. Coach had medium length black hair that she almost always wore tied up in a ponytail and hidden away under a baseball cap. She wasn't tall, either, but every girl on the team knew not to make her angry or we would all regret it in the morning.

"This weekend is our first meet of the season. Don't worry too much about it, just try and do your best. That's what it's meant for; to get you girls back into the swing of things." Coach looked around at the faces of her team. "Where is Senmatsu?" Everyone shrugged. I had an inkling as to where she was, I raised my hand. "Do you know, Mazawa?"

I nodded, "I think so. Do you want me to go get her?" Coach nodded and I was off to the interior of the school.

I had only ever heard of the Host Club, but never had I actually been there. And for good reasons. I knew that it was in the third music room, so when I passed the second, I hoped I couldn't be far. I jogged through the halls until I saw the sign I was looking for. I stopped at the doors and placed my hand on the knob. I opened the door and when a blast of cool air and rose petals hit me, I was glad that I had decided to put on my hoodie before entering the school.

Around the room sat various girls; some I knew, some I didn't. Among them were seven guys. Three of which I knew. A tall blond with violet-blue eyes knelt before me and took my hand in his. "Sweet princess, allow me to welcome you to the Host Club as I notice this is your first visit." He lifted my hand to his lips and placed a small kiss upon it. "I am Tamaki Suoh, king of this host club."

I nodded slightly, subtly trying to get him to let go of my hand. "I was actually lo-"

"Ah, yes. Exactly what type are you looking for?" He asked. It took all I had not to roll my eyes at him as he stood up, but refused to release his hold on my hand. He gestured to himself, "There is the princely type, such as myself." I really had to hold back my laugh there. "Or, the cool type?" He gestured to a guy that had black hair and glasses that was sitting in front of a laptop. He looked up and gave me a smile and a small nod. "The boy-Lolita type?" He gestured to a small blond boy that was eating cake as the girls around him watched with adoration. He looked up and bounced over to me.

"Hi! I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, but you can call me Honey. What's your name?" He asked me. Nothing about this guy gave off the air of a high school student. Elementary definitely, but not high school.

"Um, I'm Chise Mazawa."

His eyes widened slightly and his smile widened as I said my name. "From the cross country team?" He asked.

I nodded. "At least, that's what my sweatshirt says," I said as I pointed to my hoodie,

Tamaki continued on with pointing out the others as Honey went back to his table. "Then there's the wild type?" He pointed to the large guy that was sitting next to Honey. He looked over and gave a very slight nod, I almost thought I had imagined it. "The natural type?" He gestured to Haruhi. He looked up and waved to me.

"Hey Chise, long time no see," he said with a laugh. I waved back and smiled.

"How about the little devil type?" He gestured to the two red-heads that I didn't want to see. They looked up, just as the others had, but didn't do much else. They remembered exactly what happened, just as I do.

Before he could say anymore, I held up a finger to stop him and I pulled my hand out of his grasp. "Actually, I just came to see if Izumi Senmatsu was here. Coach was wondering why she wasn't at practice." Her usually smiling face appeared next to Tamaki, only she looked more worried than anything.

"I'm so sorry Chise! I lost track of time. Did Coach seem upset?" I placed my hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, Izumi. I think she was just curious, but if she was mad, we'll all hate you tomorrow." She looked into my eyes and knew exactly what I had meant. If anyone missed practice or was late, we usually had to run laps until Coach said stop. Sometimes those laps lasted a long time.

"We all know that you have been the hated one more than once."

I laughed and agreed. "Very true. So come on." Izumi looked back at the hosts and said good-bye to all of them. We linked arms and skipped the whole way to the track.

"You should go with me tomorrow," Izumi said after our fifteen minutes of extra laps. We actually got off easily. Coach must have really been in a good mood today.

We were in the showers in the locker room and I had just began to shampoo my hair. "Go with you where?" I heard her laugh as though that had been the craziest question I could have come up with. "I'm serious Izumi."

"You can't be!"

I rinsed out the sudsy shampoo and opened my eyes. "But I am. I have no idea what you're talking about."

"The host club! You have to go with me. If you don't I'll be late again tomorrow and who knows what kind of a mood Coach'll be in then."

I sighed. I loved Izumi. She's my best friend, but she just doesn't understand that I don't want to be in the same room as those twins that she's so infatuated with longer than I have to be. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around myself as I stepped out of the shower stall. "Why would I want to do that?"

"Because you don't want to run until your legs fall off?" I put my hand on my hip and stared at her. "Okay, you would want to do that. How about, because you know you're secretly curious."

"But I'm really not."

"Please Chise?" She begged. "I'm not above getting on my knees to plead."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, but only so you won't be late again." She smiled and opened her locker to get her clothes.

"You won't regret that decision, I promise."

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