Haruhi got dressed for school. Ouran would be closing at the end of the week, so she still had some time left there. She hurried to school.

Classes went by quickly that day, and before she knew it, it was time for the Host Club to meet.

"Haru-chan! How was your interview?"

"Hunny-senpai, how did you know that I had mine yesterday?"

"Because," yelled Hunny, "Takashi said he saw you leave when he went for his. Mine's today!"

"Oh."

"Haruhi, how did my daughter do during her first interview?" Tamaki asked coming up happily beside her.

"It wasn't my first interview, Senpai."

"Senpai?" yelled Tamaki shocked. He quickly went into his corner of woe. He looked up at her with the saddest face he could muster.

Haruhi walked up silently behind him. "Um..."

Tamaki spoke softly with a dead, sad tone to his voice. "How many times have I told you to call me Daddy?" He looked sorrowfully up at Haruhi. "You won't even call me Daddy. I'm just 'senpai'. There are a million other senpais out there." He gave a saddened sniff.

"Well, you're not the only Daddy either. I've got a Dad, so you'd be one of two."

Tamaki face widened in horror. He turned his head away. "Haruhi, your bluntness destroys you."

"Huh? Tamaki-kun, what do you mean it—?"

Tamaki jumped up before she could finish. "Ah, ha, ha, ha! Yes! Call me Tamaki-kun!" He smiled brightly his mood suddenly happy. "And at Seiso you can call me Tama-kun!"

"No," said Haruhi bluntly. "I think I'll pass on that." It would be way too embarrassing.

"But Haru-chan," he said begging.

"Don't call me that, Senpai!"

Tamaki gasped. "Senpai?" Tamaki suddenly bowed down before Haruhi. "I promise not to call you Haru-chan, if you promise not to call me Senpai. Is that okay, Haruhi?"

Haruhi looked at the pathetic creature lying before her. The melodramatic fool, she thought. "Fine, Tamaki," she said.

Tamaki smiled.

"Haruhi." Kyoya's voice came from behind her. Haruhi turned around. "How was your interview?" he asked.

"It went fine," she said quickly. "How did Mori's go?"

"I don't know," said Kyoya. "I haven't yet received the results of who's enrolled." In other words, the people at Seiso hadn't decided yet. If they had, Kyoya would know exactly who was in and who wasn't.

"When's your interview?" she asked curious.

"I already had mine," said Kyoya. "So has Tamaki and Kasanoda."

"Kasanoda?" asked Haruhi. "He's going to Seiso?"

"If he can get in... Though, I suspect that is where he will go. His grades are good enough and he's particularly athletic."

Haruhi nodded. "I think it would be fun to go to school with Kasanoda." Haruhi thought about her red-headed friend. Last time she had seen him, he had been cradling a large pumpkin he'd grown in Garden Club.

"However, we must discuss a more important matter about yourself."

"What is that?" she asked.

"Are you going to dress as a boy or a girl for Seiso? Your debt still exists, but I fear it would be difficult to establish a Host Club there as a bunch of newbies. We'll have to find another way to pay off your debt."

Haruhi thought for a moment. "I...I think I would like to go to Seiso as myself, a girl. I normally don't really care, but I think it's time. I would've told people ages ago, except that stupid debt."

"Yes, that vase you broke on your first day was rather, unfortunately, expensive. And since you're a commoner, poor, you can't afford to pay for it. So naturally, you have to pay it off somehow." Kyoya took up his clipboard and flipped to a page. "You've been servicing us not even half a year, but your customers are pretty high in numbers. If you make top marks at Seiso and manage to participate in some sort of club or organization—it doesn't matter which one—, we'll call the debt squared." Kyoya paused. "Oh...and there is one more thing."

"What?" asked Haruhi.

Kyoya grabbed her face and leaned in. His lips were on hers in an instant. His hand held the clipboard up to shield their faces from the eyes of the other Host Club members. When he finally released her, he was smiling brightly. He laughed contently to himself. It almost sounded like an evil laugh. "Now," he said. "If you do what I just mentioned and keep what I just did a secret, your debt will be officially paid off by the end of this school year." He then walked suddenly away, leaving Haruhi there staring after him in shock.

She touched her lips slightly. Had Kyoya seriously just kissed her?