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I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGHSCHOOL HOST CLUB!

CHAPTER 2

I stare down at the hideous yellow dress laid in front of me. I've always hated the color yellow, and now I have to wear it every single day! UGH!

It would've been better if I couldn't afford the uniform but then again... I guess it's nice that Drake is making so much money at this new job... I smile, getting off my bed and walking around the house... It wasn't a mansion or anything, but it was a really nice, rather traditional Japanese house with sliding paper doors and rooms with tatami mats and everything... I really loved it here. I take a deep breath through my nose, inhaling the scent of rain, moist wood, leaves, et cetera. We live right by a forest which is great because I absolutely LOVE nature! I haven't started school yet, but my first day is tomorrow... I'll have to strut around school in that yellow monstrosity... joy.

Hmm... maybe I should do some research on the school... I get out my laptop and type into the google search bar "Ouran High School". I decide to look at the images first, and am swept away by the marvelous pictures of the castle-like school. I scroll down and see pictures of the spectacular interior. I saw breathtaking views of a giant rose garden from a window, a beautiful fountain, etc. Then I notice that I keep coming across the same set of students... I click on a picture with them cosplaying as samurai... beneath the picture it reads "Ouran Highschool Host Club". Hmm... weirdoes. I laugh to myself, and smile. Maybe they can cosplay with me! Teehee... I continue to scroll down through pictures and decide to actually read some information. Apparently almost everyone at this school came from an extremely rich, well-known family. Great... So much for fitting in... I sigh to myself as I reflect upon my own family. Oh well, I'll try my very best! I promise myself as I change into my pajamas and collapse onto my bed, setting my alarm for 6:40. I turn off the lights and close my eyes, happily accepting the comfort of sleep.


A boy with dark black with almost a hint of blue hair and glasses walks up to me. "Aria, I presume?"

"Ye-yes? How do you know my name?" I ask, rather terrified.

Two boys with orange hair leaning against each other's backs appear from the shadows. "It's not often that Ouran," one starts. "is graced with a scholarship student," the other finishes. I back up and hit a wall.

"Ari-chan! Why are you so scared?" a little blonde boy runs up to me and stares at me with big brown eyes.

"Uh-" I stop seeing a tall dark haired strong looking man right behind him.

"Don't be scared," a feminine brunette with large brown eyes told me, smiling.

"Not to worry, my princess, everything will be fine," a creepy blonde guy holding a black rose tries to comfort me. The group of boys creep towards me and back me into the wall, once again. They form a quickly closing semi circle around me. Just as they were about to touch me and I opened my mouth to scream, I hear a ringing noise... a very loud, annoying ringing.

"Ughh," I lazily open my eyes and slam my alarm clock. I sit up and stretch my back and arms, then get up to pull up the blinds and let the sunlight into my room. What a weird freaking dream... I sigh tiredly as I try to remember my quickly fleeting dream. Why am I up so early, anyway? I see the horrid dress sitting on my chair and jump up excitedly, remembering today is the first day of school.

I throw on my dress and braid a small piece of hair on both sides and clip them to the back, giving off a tiara-like look. I pack my purple tote bag with pink polka dots with my pencil case, a Japanese-English hand dictionary, and a few notebooks. I pull out my neutral, strawberry scented lip gloss and put it on, then place it in my pencil case.

I double check the mirror to make sure I look awesome and run downstairs, I grab my bento I made the night before and slip on my purple converses... They don't match at all, but it doesn't matter because they have shoes at the school to change into so we won't dirty the floor with outside dirt. "Ittekimasu!"* I yell.

"Itterashai,"** Drake calls back. I smile and run out the door.

I walk about half a mile, looking around, taking in my surroundings and I arrive at the school. I stand there in complete and total awe.

It was a gigantic palace of a school, with majestic black gates at the entrance. It was absolutely breathtaking. I struggle to push open the heavy metal gate and I walk in past the rose garden, a fountain and several marble statues until I reached the actual building. I changed into my black flats and walk into the room with a sign reading "Office" on it.

I get my room number and a map of the school from an intimidating blonde man who was the headmaster. I was in class 1-A on the second floor. I followed the map as best I could but, since I was never good at following directions, got lost in the river of students. I step to the side and lean against the wall to avoid being pushed into going somewhere else and getting more lost. I look down at the map and try to figure out where I am when a sweet looking, rather feminine guy (that is kind of familiar) comes up to me and asks if I'm okay. "Uh... yeah... not really. I'm new here and I'm looking for class 1-A," I explain, happy that someone tried to help.

"Oh, really? How convenient, that's my class, I'll show you the way," (s)he smiled.

"Thank you so much!"

"What's your name?" she (I've decided) asks.

"Aria Letulle, and you?"

"Haruhi Fujioka."

We talk and talk and I found out she's a scholarship student, also. We have a lot in common like cooking/ baking, we don't care too much about outer appearances, et cetera. She seems really nice and when I get to class, I'm so excited because I already made a new friend! I walk into class and stand in the corner by the chalkboard. I watch people come in and a set of twins (I'm guessing because they look exactly alike) caught my eye in particular. They, too, looked very familiar. They sit on either side of Haruhi.

Haruhi's P.O.V.

The twins come in and take their usual seats beside me. "Hey, who's that redhead chick in the corner?" Hikaru asks, getting right down to business.

"And good morning to you, too," I smile, "her name is Aria Letulle, she's a new scholarship student and she's from America."

"From," Hikaru starts. "America?" Kaoru finishes. They look at each other in surprise. "She doesn't even look Japanese!" Kaoru exclaims.

"She's not," I answer.

"So she taught herself Japanese..." Kaoru starts. "And passed the exam?" Hikaru finishes. I nod. Their mouths drop in astonishment. "She must be a prodigy!" they gasp. "And a cute one, at that," Hikaru smiles evilly.

True, she is a very beautiful girl. She had bouncy red-brown hair and a tan peaches and cream complexion. She had natural blush and giant innocent, purple eyes. She had a large chest and curvy, tall body with an hourglass figure. She didn't have the typical, Japanese stick thin arms and legs, instead they had a layer of lean muscle that looked feminine and desirable. If I WAS a guy, I would probably be very attracted to her.

Aria's P.O.V.

The sensei comes in and notices me in the corner. She comes over to me and greats me, "Good morning, my name is Sensei Itami. Are you Letulle-san, the new scholarship student from America?"

"Good morning, yes, I am Aria Letulle," I respond bowing slightly.

"I'll get the class' attention and you can introduce yourself," she says sweetly. She walks over to the podium like structure at the front of the classroom and says, "Good morning class." They stand up and bow, mumbling their good morning. "We have a new scholarship student, all the way from America, Aria Letulle," she announces. I step forward and can practically feel the people forming opinions about me. "Go on and introduce yourself," Sensei Itami whispers to me.

I nod and step forward, smiling and say, "My name is Aria Letulle. I'm 15 years old and from America. I'll be in your care!"

Sensei Itami smiles at me and points to a seat for me to sit down. It was right in front of Haruhi. I happily walk over to my seat and turn around, waiting for the lesson to start when I feel two taps, one on my right shoulder, and one on my left. I turn around, expecting Haruhi, but instead see the twins.

"Hello, my name is Hikaru," one of them started. "And my name is Kaoru," the other finished. "And we're the Hitachiin twins!" the say in perfect unison.

"Um... hi! My name is Aria!" I smile at them.

They were struck in awe for a moment at here bright, cheerful smile thinking to themselves, She's so beautiful..., but quickly regained themselves and said, "Why don't you come to check out the host club. It's in music room 3."

I was about to ask what the club does but didn't have time because Sensei Itami was about to start teaching. "Sure," I say quickly and turn around to face the teacher.


The first few classes went by in a breeze. Surprisingly, I understood almost everything! I was so impressed with myself. Suddenly, it was lunch, and everyone was rushing out the door, heading who knows where. I turn around and see Haruhi and the twins are still there, talking. I ask, rather confused, "I thought a typical Japanese school eats lunch in the classroom..."

"Well this isn't," Kaoru starts. "A typical Japanese school," Hikaru finishes, smirking.

"Oh..." Great, so there is a cafeteria! Now I have to go through all the crap with finding someone to sit with!

Haruhi notices I look troubled and offers a seat at their table. "Really!?" I ask happily.

"Of course," she smiles. I yell THANK YOU! and wrap her in a giant hug. She smiles and hugs me back. Yup, definitely a girl.

We all head off to the cafeteria. When we arrive, I gasp. It was like a 5 star restaurant with cooks in pure white uniforms, long banquet tables and exquisite food. I sigh as I look down at my bento. I'm not disappointed or anything, but I felt out of place. Haruhi notices my expression and my bento and holds up her own bento with a "Don't worry, you're not alone" look. I smile down at her.

"Haru-chan!" I hear a high-pitched squeal coming from a table. I see a small blonde boy with giant brown eyes waving at Haruhi. Haruhi waves back.

"Who's that?" I ask.

"Honey-senpai," she says as she walks over to the table. There was a taller blonde boy with blue eyes, a dark haired boy with gray eyes and glasses, Honey-senpai, and a very tall muscular guy with dark, spiky hair and dark eyes. They all looked very familiar... too familiar. And then I realized that they were the people I saw online! And... somewhere else... I couldn't put my tongue on it... I took a seat at the table, in between Haruhi and the tall muscular guy, across the table from the tall blonde guy.

"And who might you be, princess?" the tall blonde asked, pulling a rose from nowhere. That's when I remembered where else I saw them! It was that nightmare that I had just last night! Hopefully that isn't a message from the universe to run...

"My name is Aria Letulle," I say happily, completely unphased by his "charm". We talk and enjoy lunch. I'm quite amused by this group of people... they're very peculiar, but I like strange people. I smile as I watch them interact in a sitcom-like way. In the end, I promise to go and visit the host club.


When I step into music room 3, I'm bombarded with a wave of rose petals. What the...? I walk in further and see all of them posing, with Tamaki-sempai in the middle and everyone else surrounding him. "Hey..."

"Welcome, to the Ouran Highschool Host Club," they say in perfect unison. I walk up to them and Tamaki-senpai gets down on one knee and kisses my hand. "With whom would you like to sit with, my princess?" he asks, prince mode full on.

"Uhh..."

"Don't worry about money, first time comers get in for free," Kyoya-senpai consoles me. Money? People pay to be here? What is this club even about?

"Well, who would you like to sit with, my beauty?" Tamaki-senpai reverts my attention back to him. I look at all the people in front of me, trying to decide.

"Haruhi-san," I decide.

Haruhi leaves her position and takes my hand, "Right this way, my lady." She smiles extremely brightly, treating me like we've never met before.

We arrive at an area with a few red sofas surrounding a coffee table. "Would you like some refreshments?" she asks sweetly.

"Uh... before we get to that..." I check to make sure no one is within earshot, "what is up with this club? What do you guys do exactly?"

"Handsome, rich boys, with too much time on their hands entertain rich ladies with too much time on their hands-" Tamaki-senpai begins but I stop him.

"I get that. But Haruhi is a girl, so why is she doing this?" I ask.

Silence falls over the club. "How did you find out!?" Tamaki-senpai exclaims.

"It was pretty obvious... I won't tell anyone, I promise... I just want to know why..."

So we all sat down and heard the story of why Haruhi became a host. Luckily, there weren't any other clients in the room, so they were safe.

"That's just awful!" I exclaim in disgust. I stare at them with pure hatred.

"Hey it's not our fault," Kaoru begins. "That Haruhi is a total clutz." Hikaru finishes.

"We needed to make up that debt somehow," Kyoya states.

Grr! How dare this bunch of boys corrupt my dear sweet Haruhi into joining their league of evil! I need to do something! I know! "I'll help her pay off her debt."

All of them (excluding Mori-senpai and Kyoya-senpai) leans back and gasps, "EH!?"

Kyoya gets up and pushes his glasses up, "That's fine, you can be the first female client."

"But, Mommy!" Tamaki exclaims.

"I am not Mommy. And there is nothing wrong with adding another host, it will make us more profit and attract a larger variety of people. That is that," Kyoya says flatly.

"Okay..." Tamaki caves in.

And with that, I became the first female host!