Because it was requested uwu

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, or any of the real-world things used in this fanfiction. I only own Sora Kawashima and other OC's PSST Shouta Kawashima (Sora's brother) looks like "Miyamura Izumi"

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-Two years later-

The pristine, elite school was just as magnificent as Sora remembered. Spacious, bright, with a dash bourgeois in every nick and cranny of the academy. The lights and jewels made the lighting of the school perfect, as if a professional photographer would just pop up at any time, ready to take professional pictures. Everything from clean floors, to the chandeliers hung on the ceilings, was just pure art. Even the crowded hallways were aesthetically pleasing to the sixteen year old girl.

"Sora!" a male voice called out from behind her, snapping her from her star struck daze "We get it- Ouran is pretty, but can you stop babbling about it?" Sora straightened up, cheeks dusted with red "Sorry..I didn't even realize I was speaking out loud."

The guy sighed, tugging on the hood of Sora's red sweatshirt. He was none other than Sora's brother, Shouta. The headmaster of Ouran, Yuzuru Suoh, had offered to show the two returning students around the high school. Albeit awkwardly, he did remain standing and smiling patiently, waiting for the Kawashima siblings to stop their bickering. Sora, noticing his growing-weariness, slapped Shouta's hand off her hood and murmured apologies to her principal.

"Ms. Kawashima, you have quite an artists' tongue!" Suoh said, giving Sora a gentle smile. She felt a little awkward due to him ignoring her apologies, but ignored it. He kept walking froward, motioning his hands around dramatically "'Aesthetically pleasing'~ How you went on and on about the lighting~! You simply must look into joining our art clubs! You are a Daguerre* in the making!"

Sora scratched her cheek, "Ehh, Merci?

"Speaking of clubs-" Shouta suddenly interjected, "Can we go off to see some?"

Yuzuru nodded, "Of course! Since we are still early in this semester, most, if not all, clubs are meeting now! You are much more than welcome to stop by any room you please."

Like a mother dropping them off at school, Yuzuru walks away from the two siblings with a smile and wave goodbye.

"Wow, I guess he wanted to cut the tour short." Sora laughed, watching the headmaster (rather quickly) walk away. Shouta snorted in response.

"I want to check out the black magic club, you down?" He asked, laughing at Sora's immediate shake of the head. The two siblings went off in opposite directions, deciding to search for their different interests.

Sora liked photography, art, food... Shouta liked... Laughing at people, and girls. Of course their different interests were gonna collide sooner or later.

Sora yawned, walking up a long flight of stairs. Two years ago, in her last year of high school, her family had to relocate to South Korea for business purposes. Her father, Akio Kawashima, co-owns an entertainment agency in Korea, and couldn't properly do what he needed to if he was all the way in Japan. Luckily for Shouta and Mrs. Kawashima (who were both against the move) the family could move back to Japan because her father finished all he had to do for the time being.

"Nice short-shorts~" A guy far behind her whistled, his friends laughing "Fit you well!"

Sora gave him a finger gun back, "Thanks man."

Anyways

The performing arts school Sora attended back in Seoul was amazing, but Sora honestly did miss Ouran. The fountains, the trees... Everything worth looking at was at Ouran... How could she not miss it?

Sora scratched her head, "I never really... made friends here though, did I?" She suddenly realized.

It was true. Sora was always out-shined by Shouta in Elementary School, and by junior high she had just became content with her being by herself and people-watching. It wasn't as lonely as it sounds, though. Truly, she didn't care. She did occasionally talk to her classmates,and no one actually disliked her, and-

The memory suddenly struck Sora like a bullet. Those twins! Sora's eyes flashed as she recalled the events at her last day at Ouran. She snorted into her hand. "What kind of idiots were those two?" She chuckled, walking down a long hallway. It would be a lie to say she had thought about that day at all since it happened. The twins were just fun to observe due to their identical physical appearance. But they never particularly...interested her? They were a whole year younger than she is, though clearly that didn't really matter- other girls in her class would skip lessons just to see them, for crying out loud!

"They weren't even that cute~" Sora mused aloud. She stopped walking when she reached a classroom.

Correction; a music room.

There was noise coming from inside, lot's of it. Noise means club right? Better to see the music club than just walking nowhere... Or getting hit on again. Sora pushed open the door, squinting when she was attacked with blinding amounts of lights and... flower petals? She flared her nostrils, but walked in anyway.

"Why hello, mademoiselle."

Sora looked over her left shoulder and turned. A guy with neat, dark hair and glasses was smiling over at her. She nodded a greeting at him, accepting his hand as he went in to kiss hers. "I don't believe I've ever seen you before Ms..."

"Kawashima, Sora" She answered, returning her hands to her sweatshirt pocket. "I actually attended Ouran during both my elementary and middle school days, but I left before high school."

He smiled, "Ah, I see. And now you are returning?"

"Seems like it."

The room wasn't overly populated. There was just... a lot of girls? The ratio of girls to guys couldn't possibly be more than 4:1. Definitely not a music club. Heck, there weren't even many instruments in the room, just one grand piano that was left lonesome back further in the room. Sora made eye contact with the boy with glasses, "If you don't mind me asking, what sort of club is this?"

His polite smile was too... fake. Sora could tell that his politeness was artificial the moment she walked through the large doors. It was very clear he didn't want to answer her questions, but he kept his act up smoothly "Ms. Kawashima, this is Ouran Academies elite host club."

...Host Club?

Sora nodded, "Oh, I see. May I have a look around?"

He returned to his work, which Sora took as a yes. Usually she would continue to stand near him until she received a proper answer, but she really didn't want to be near that guy. He practically dripped with unfriendliness, she had to get away and ignore her confusion. What's a host club? Furthermore, what's a HIGH SCHOOL host club? Sora had only seen "host clubs" in manga. To her, they were basically just fake dates for young adults.

Looking around... The swooning girls, the charismatic guys; it was just a bunch of fake dates, just for high schoolers.

"Okay so..."

Sora almost wished she had joined Shouta in his terrorizing of the Black Magic Club. She never really enjoyed his goofy behavior, or flirting with... creepy girls. Seriously- Shouta had a taste for girls who-

"..Which one of us is Hikaru!"

Huh?!

Sora frantically peaked around, eyes almost instantly locking on a pair of auburn haired twins. They still keep us this whole stupid switch-a-roo shenanigan?! Sora glared at the two, seemingly growing humorously large. Did they seriously not learn from the past? How annoying!

"You two seriously still do that!?" She loudly hissed, startling (and accidentally interrupting) the brunette boy talking to them.

The girls all around them looked on in confusion, and the Hitachiin twins stared at her wide-eyed. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hikaru glared back at Sora "I've waited two years to tell you this!" He marched up to her and leaned in. His nose was basically pressed up against the older girl's.

The girls around them all gasped, all either squealing or dreamily gossiping. However, before she could even imagine becoming flustered, Hikaru flicked Sora's forehead "You're a bitch!"

"I'm a bitch?!" Sora scoffed, (gently) shoving Hikaru back from her. Unbeknownst to the two, Kyoya had began ushering the girls out of the room, much to their disappointment. "Sorry you can't handle eating what YOU put on the plate, sweetheart."

Hikaru didn't step down, even if the "sweetheart" comment had pissed him off almost beyond words "You said I had a fetish for tears!"

Sora raised her arms up in mock surrender, "Hey- some guys watch porn, you made girls cry and pretended to be your brother! We all have our turn-ons honey."

The other host club members just stared in awe. The one with glasses was intently listening despite him playing the part of the disinterested one, the short one stood jaw slacked and scared, the brown haired boy just stared on in confusion, the blond-

Oh wait, that blond boy was there on that day she first told the twins off. Sora knew she had seen him somewhere before.

"Uh, Senpai?" The brunette said, looking up at Tamaki "Who's that girl?"

Tamaki shook his head, "..So... Vulgar... Mean... Ruthless..." He mumbled to himself, growing more and more dramatically pale. Kaoru, who was unexpectedly happy, grinned, eyes glued on the arguing old... friends.

"Stop calling me names, it's pissing me off!" Hikaru yelled, poking Sora's shoulder while hunched over

"Good!"

Suddenly, a fit of erratic laughter burst out as the floor shifted. Sora shrieked, watching as a girl came... out of the floor, sitting on a chair as she was pushed higher and higher up. She dabbed her eyes with a yellow handkerchief, sniffling and mumbling sweet praises. "Awesome, this is just perfect!"

Sora blinked furiously, tilting her head. Was this school always so peculiar? How come nothing like this happened when she went here in the first place? Honestly... she never would have left if they had.

"Oh, I'm just a sucker for tsundere relationships!" She clasped her hands together, eyes sparkling "A female from Kaoru's past coming in, spark still strong, fire still burning on both sides, disrupting the peaceful romance of the two brothers!"

Sora rolled her eyes, "This is Hikaru." She pointed her thumb at the annoyed boy beside her. Although it may have been only for a split second, Hikaru smiled at Sora's correction. The erratic girl ignored Sora, instead twirling around on her tall pedestal. "While it would have been better if you were boy, I guess you'll do" She said as she lowered back down into the floor

Tamaki took this as his chance to break up Sora and Hikaru's arguing, running in between the two. "Please, this is no place for this madness!"

"I remember you, Tamaki!" Sora smiled, all signs of anger vanishing in seconds. "You were there when I first told off Ass and Wheezy*!"

The brunette accidentally let out a snort, covering his mouth instantly to avoid the looks he got from his other fellow hosts. Tamaki shook his hands feverishly, "No no no no! No more insults, let's all get along!"

"By the way, you dress like how cat-fishers online sound." Hikaru looked Sora up and down, making his voice higher "Oh~ I'm a dark haired, long legged girl, in short shor-"

Sora stepped on Hikaru's foot, "You are the human embodiment of a fucking menstrual cycle."

She quickly turned away from the twin, tired of arguing. "Look, it's been a long day. I have to still pick my classes, get settled, and make sure Shouta isn't having sex with actual, literal witches!" Sora stormed away, turning her back towards the amused and confused host club members. Suddenly, Sora stopped at the door.

"Kaoru?"

The younger of the Hitachiin twins flinched, "Y-Yeah?"

Sora looked over her shoulder, smiling. "...Nevermind!" She waved and skipped out of the room, "Nice seeing you again!"

The seven members all stayed, deadpanned due to the shock. Tamaki had kneeled on the ground, sulking due to, once again, being ignored. Hikaru had returned to Kaoru's side, ignoring the look everyone was giving him. After a few moments of silence and reflecting, the brunette first year finally spoke up

"I liked her sweatshirt, it looks warm."


I can't write and I suck :-) Let's just say it' supposed too feel rushed, imagine it being in the anime! Lot's of things happen at once!

*Louis Daguerre was an old, famous, french photographer

*Referencing Zak and Wheezy, the conjoined twin dragons from Dragon Tales


SesshyxKagomeLover- Sora's patience is, as she describes, "as thin as Hikaru's hair"

Guest- :-)

Wendy Imouto Chan- lmao when I first wrote this chapter, Kaoru was also as shook as Hikaru. But it honestly didn't fit, he was just happy to see this bitch

DarkSideOfWonderland- Things Sora needs: Air, food, water Things she doesn't need: A man

fifirdbk- Idk about a "full story" hahaha and yes, it was Tamaki! The idea of it was that Tamaki, remember in the twins episode he was near when that girl confessed to "Kaoru" and he comforted her when she started to cry? Well, Sora took that girls place! First confesses, first served.


Love you all! Mwah!