"Tamaki-sempai!" Haruhi called out. He looked over, before scampering to where we were sitting across from each other.

"Yes, my dear son?" He asked. Haruhi sighed.

"What exactly am I supposed to teach him?" At that, he let out a horrified gasp, shuffling a few feet away from us, and pointed an accusing finger at her — I mean, him.

"Y-y-you mean you weren't paying attention to Daddy when he was teaching you how to become a host!?" He gasped, on the verge of tears, which I was sure were fake. Haruhi thought, before shaking her head slightly.

"If I'm the 'Natural type' then why would I need to listen to advise?" She asked truthfully. While it didn't mean to sound haughty, it made Tamaki shuffle away over to Kyoya, clutching onto his arm.

"Mommy! Haruhi disrespected her father!"

"Tamaki-sempai?" I asked. "Are you ok?" He was suddenly right in front of my face, holding my hands. The sparkles had appeared again.

"Of course, thank you for your concern, son." I blinked, before laughing.

"Ok then…" I said, kind of creeped out. Did this guy have a serious case of emotional switches or what? I tugged my hands out of his grip and sat face forward. "Well, what do you do, Haruhi?" He blinked.

"Me?" I nodded. "Well… I guess telling them an emotional story works, and then smiling at them always gets them blushing. Something is wrong with the girls in this school…" I nodded, remembering how the other day the two girls blushed just by seeing me smile at them. "And since you're the innocent type, doesn't that mean you have to be like Hunny-sempai and I combined?" She pondered. I pouted slightly.

"But do I have to? Can't I just be myself?" I asked. He nodded.

"You can do that too." I nodded, sinking back in my chair with a sigh. Then, I was sitting up straight, and my eye was wide from surprise. I saw Tamaki supporting me by his hand at my back, a pout on his face.

"A gentleman should not slouch in his chair, nor sigh with so much emotion." I blinked, before smiling.

"Sorry, I got tired there for a second." He gasped, hugging me to him as I blinked.

"You're so cute~! Daddy loves you!" My eye widened slightly.

'Daddy…' My expression fell, and my eye stung with tears. I pushed him away and blinked them away.

"Th-that's great, now what were you saying about being a gentleman?" I asked. I didn't see his confusion of the slight narrowing of Kyoya and the twin's eyes. Tamaki snapped out of it, and set a teacup in front of me.

"A gentleman should always place the tea cup down while using his pinky as a cushion, as to not make too much noise." He explained. I nodded. "And don't forget to compliment the lady on how beautiful she looks. As hosts, our job is to make every lady happy!" He pointed a finger up to the ceiling when he made this declaration, and I giggled.

"Sure, sempai." Haruhi stood up, muttering something about how he didn't have to be her if Tamaki was going to teach me anyways. I put my head to the table with a soft tap, sighing again, ignoring Tamaki's outburst of "That's not gentlemanly!" I flicked his nose. "Shut up. I'm tired."

"Mommy! Our son's being rebellious again!"

"Oh shut up!" I felt two hands slide around my shoulders, and looked to see the twins grinning at me.

"Wow, aside from Haruhi, you're the first one who's managed to make him like this in such a short amount of time." They pointed to Tamaki in his emo corner, reading a book titled, "How to Deal with Disobedient Children."

"That's great, but where did he get that book?"

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"S-so, Chikako-kun, why did you start hosting?" I put on a thoughtful face before giving them a wide smile and winking.

"I started so I could spend more time with you guys!" They swooned, hearts floating over their head. "Class is so boring that I can't find time to relax with all the homework, so I started to get away from it all. But that's between you and me." I kissed the hand to the girl nearest me, and somehow, that sent all of the girls into another swoon. 'I think I understand why Haruhi finds these girls weird.' I thought, smiling on the outside.

"U-um is it alright…"

"If we request you again tomorrow?" They asked shyly. I grinned.

"Sure thing! Can't wait 'til then, ladies." They all squealed, and my hand twitched, wanting to cover my ears. When everyone left, it was just the Host Club and me in the room. I sunk into one of the couches, sighing.

"I finally understand what you're going through, Haruhi." She nodded, sitting down next to me. "But I have to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Why on earth are you pretending to be a guy?" The reaction kind of scared me. Kyoya's pen broke and everyone's head shot towards me. The expression on their faces was kind of scary. Three seconds later, I found myself strapped to a chair with a desk in front of it. I blinked. How did they do that so fast? Then, a desk light was turned on, and I saw Tamaki and Kyoya's face with shadows on it. It was kinda funny, when you get past the creepiness of the situation.

"How did you know my darling daughter was a girl!?" Tamaki asked, pointing a pen at me. I blinked again.

"Well, first off, you just confirmed it, and second, Haruhi's eyes are too big to be a guys. I mean, Hunny-sempai's eyes are big too, but that's because of his character. It's not hard to tell she's a girl, I'm surprised the others haven't figured it out. She's way to pretty to be a guy." Tamaki's eyes grew wide and they seemed to sparkle.

"You think that much of my little girl?! Don't worry I'll never forget your kindness!" I blinked, before laughing.

"Ahahaha! You mean because I'm your 'son' and Kyoya-sempai's the mommy?" He nodded vigorously, and I laughed again. "That's… too… much!" I gasped, hanging my head forward and laughing louder. "S-sorry…!" I gasped. I pulled my arms from the ropes and wiped tears of mirth from my eyes. "Ok, I'm good… I'm good." But the moment I said that, I went into another fit of giggles.

"You can't tell anyone about Haruhi's gender. She owes us ¥8,000,000,000." Kyoya pushed up his glasses, making Haruhi sweat drop and a small cloud of depression hang over her head.

"Wow! What happened for you to do that, Haruhi?" I asked. She sighed.

"I broke a vase…" I laughed.

"Ahaha, oh." The lights went on, and I found the twins right behind me. They leaned on me, bowing their heads right by my ears.

"I think—" Hikaru started.

"We've found a new toy." Kaoru finished. I rolled my eye, pushing the rope off and stepping away from them.

"I'm not a toy." I said, before walking out, grabbing my bag. I walked down the halls, feeling tired. I'm just lazy, ok? Don't judge meh. My house wasn't far, so I just walked home. After I set my bag down, I went into my room and picked up a picture frame with a picture of my mother. I smiled, feeling small tears well up again.

"If only you could be here… I've made some pretty weird friends, mother." I traced the frame lovingly, before setting it down.

Weird friends indeed.