A/N:
d.s: hey again... what do you think of the story so far?
Haruhi: I'm pretty curious too...
d.s: yep, so hope you enjoy... I don't own Ouran High school Host Club
:Chapter 3:
The dorm was right across campus.
It was pretty late out.
So no one was around in the main room.
It was like it's own school building, just with more rooms.
It was like a hotel, but bigger.
There was the descending staircase, the one with 2 sides and there was even a chandelier.
Not surprising at all.
I felt something in my front pocket.
A wallet with my school I.D. and a credit card.
I shook my head, and thrust the wallet back into the pocket.
Room number 568.
There were 587 other rooms?
Even more?
This place was based on floors.
The fifth floor?
Thanks Nekozawa.
I opened the door to my room.
It was like the presidential suite in a hotel.
Like the whole area of my house floor, plus 2 more.
It's like my own house.
I blew on the hair that was on my forehead.
And flopped down on the bed.
A couple of hours later, I awoke to the sunlight that streamed across the room from the curtains.
I heard running footsteps outside of my door.
I was wearing one of the pink silk pajamas, courtesy of Nekozawa.
I opened the door to find some of the girls I've seen in the Host club running for the elevator.
I stopped one of them.
"What's happening", I asked.
"Today the first day of spring break and the Host Club is throwing one of their annual celebrations, it's a whole month of no school, but of course a girl of your tastes should know that", she smiled and ran of.
But before the elevator door closed she yelled out to me.
"Hurry up or you won't be able to get in", she winked and the door closed.
What hassle.
I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth.
In my bath robe, I stood in front of the walk in closet full of different pieces of clothing.
Damn that Nekozawa, I bet he arranged for all of these things.
I would never wear this stuff in life.
But I wasn't me exactly.
I was Yuki, and I needed to make a good impression.
But with a touch of Haruhi.
I pulled out some black shorts, a black tank-top, a white plain sweater, a black choker, black sneakers, and a white hair ribbon.
Yes, this is my ideal Haruhi/Yuki outfit.
Sexy with a dash of safety.
Damn, this hair is heavy, I felt different with short hair, free, nothing me holding me down.
But all well.
I took the stairs, it was carpeted, with chandeliers on every turn.
No one used it I bet.
I ran to the third Music Room.
Where there were girls piling through the door.
As what I could see, it was a big deal, every girl I saw wore either a dress or skirt, in the colors ranging from yellow, orange, pink, and nothing darker than that.
I was snow in the middle of a sunset.
Hahaha, my name Yuki, meaning snow.
Good analogy.
I heard a weird whizzing sound, as the floor started to rumble, it seemed that the Host club added an addition to the place.
Like the whole female student body had shown up.
And everybody surprisingly fit in the one Music 3 room.
And it had much more room than that.
I was still lingering in the doorway.
When I felt a tugging at my hand.
Honey-senpai.
I almost felt like picking him up and squeezing him, just like what the other girls do, but then again, I have to pretend not to know him.
"Hi", I said, my voice high, rich, soft, and innocent, just like what I look like to other people now.
He looked up at me.
He had a quizzical look on his face.
Like he was trying to figure something out, but couldn't.
He held up his bunny.
I gladly took it, without a word.
And smiled.
He smiled too.
He's usually not this silent.
Oddly, maybe... I don't know.
Kyoya was standing behind the entrance counter, he looked up from his notebook and pushed his glasses up his nose.
"A new student I'm sure, it's my pleasure to meet you, miss Liria", he said taking my hand.
I nodded.
"I'm glad that you are not surprised at me about knowing your name, because here in the Host club we have background checks on every student, so you should feel safe in our care, is there anyone you would like to meet today, since we are packed with so many clients today, I'm sure you'd at least meet with one of our hosts", he said diligently, like always.
It's odd how he's speaking to me, maybe because I'm not me.
That's probably it.
But anyway, I shook my head and cleared my throat.
"Not anyone in particular, I would like to speak to anyone of them if they are available, I would also like to sit alone for now, until they are free, and I hope when that time comes I will get each and everyone of their undivided attention, that would be all...", I giggled at his astonished look,"I'm sorry, I'm sounding like my father, he's always so bossy and informative, he also gets very ticked off when his food isn't already at the table when he goes to a restaurant, oops, I'm babbling again, sorry", I said, my lying skills have improved.
Hah, my father.
I wonder what he's doing now.
Maybe I'll check up on him after this.
I sat at the furthest table away, from all of the commotion.
The view was spectacular, the ocean. The sun, the white fine sand.
Maybe, I could go swimming before anything happens.
But I have to keep in mind I only have one month.
One month.
I felt a tap on my shoulder.
It was Kyoya again.
This would be the absolute first time I've ever not seen him holding his notebook.
"I'm sorry, would you be disappointed in talking to me", he asked.
I shook my head, and gestured to the chair before me.
This wasn't Kyoya, it might not have been him.
He talking, and letting himself go.
I've never seen him like this before.
He was really kind, under all that debtor stuff he usual puts up in his act.
He was being nice.
Genuinely.
I heard a couple of voices in the center of the room.
"Kyoya-sama?"
"How come she has the special treatment".
"The perks of being unbelievably beautiful."
"But most of us are beautiful."
"Maybe she's smart."
"Is that supposed to mean something, are you calling the rest of us dumb."
"Maybe she's... different".
They were starting to annoy me.
But once Tamaki called them all over.
They followed the sound of his voice like moth to a flame.
But Kyoya caught my attention.
"What surprises me the most, miss Liria, is that, your life is so top secret, not even my federal agents could get your full identity, it has been locked under federal confinement, who are you exactly", he said, the shine of the lights overhead blurring his eyes in his glasses.
"Why, I'm Yuki Liria, age 16, I'm from France, if that counts for anything", I said trying to remember what I memorized last night.
"Good very good, at least the general location", he laughed slightly, actually laughed.
"MOMMY, COULD YOU COME OVER HERE FOR A MINUTE, OF YOU WOULD LIKE TO ENTERTAIN OUR GUESTS OVER HERE PLEASE", Tamaki yelled over to our table.
"Sorry daddy but I have to get back to calculating Haruhi's total debt payment", he yelled over, less eccentric.
He looked back towards me.
"He's one of our top Hosts, but he hasn't showed up for 2 days since", he said pushing his glasses up his nose.
I nodded.
"Well it was nice meeting you, miss Liria, hope we can have another conversation some time", he stood and took my hand, then bowed before me.
I could feel a slight blush.
"See ya", see said as he walked away.
I blew on the hair on my forehead.
That was getting sticky.
I transferred my gaze back out the window.
Still beautiful.
I heard the chair in front of me move.
I saw Honey-senpai sitting there, I could feel his feet kicking under.
He smiled.
Oddly quiet.
"Well, hello there, don't you have any other clients who would love to have you for company", i said with one hand supporting my head.
He shook his head.
"You looked lonely, so I came here", he said with sparkling eyes.
He was holding his stuffed animal.
Usa-chan, the pink bunny.
At first I had no interest in stuffed animals when I met Honey-senpai.
But I guess they're okay now.
He held it out to me.
And I willingly took it, and placed it on top of my lap, so the bunny's head would be seen.
"What's your name."
"Yuki."
"Snow?"
I nodded.
"I know a lot of things about you Honey", I said.
"What what what", he asked expectantly.
"Your 17, and your best friend is Mori, and most importantly, you love cake".
His eyes gleamed.
I smiled.
"How'd you know".
"I don't know, I guess it's that we have that much in common".
"Can we be best friends Yuki-chan".
"Sure".
We chatted for a while until a group of clients asked for him.
"Hmmm, I'm sorry Yuki-chan, but I have to go", he said, on the verge of crying.
"Hehe, don't worry Honey, I'll be back, and then I'll take you out for cake some time".
He jumped up and down.
I held out Usa-chan for him.
But he shook his head.
"Until we go and have some cake together you take care of Usa-chan", he said skipping off.
I was astonished.
Honey-senpai without Usa-chan, is like the sun and the clouds.
Mostly together, all the time.
I remember what happened when Usa-chan got dirty because of Tamaki.
Now Honey is leaving me with one of prized possessions, this was not the Host Club.
Am I dreaming?
I felt a shadow go over me.
I looked up at Mori senpai.
I smiled and gestured at the seat in front of me.
He stared at Usa-chan then to Honey-senpai then to me.
"I have to go out and eat cake with him some time", I smiled.
He nodded.
"Hmm, let me see, Mori, 17, best friends with Honey", I giggled.
He nodded again.
"So how are you".
I noticed that Mori doesn't speak often, or at all, and I think it's because no one talks to him, or asks him anything".
He seemed a little off guard.
"Um, fine".
"That's good", I smiled again.
He loosened up a bit.
"Please if you have anything to say, you can speak to me, I'm not the person to get bored so easily", I said with both hands supporting my head.
I swore that I got a glimpse of his ever so famous smiles.
That vanish as fast as they come.
He didn't really talk at all.
But I kept the conversation going by asking a lot of questions.
He seemed to be enjoying himself, which made me happy.
Our conversation ended when Honey was running in to the kitchen for his 7th piece of cake.
"I think I should go", he said standing up.
I nodded and smiled.
"It was fun talking with you Mori-senpai".
I thought I saw him smile again.
Or maybe not.
He nodded.
"Bye", he said and walked off into the kitchen.
I sighed again, 3 down, 3 to go.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned around.
"Hi", I said.
"Hello, do you have some time", he asked shyly.
Kaoru?
Shy?
No...
This was not happening.
But Kaoru was the more sensitive brother, he's more calm.
"You the Host here, I should be asking you that", I said.
"Heh, yeah, but I'm getting a bit tired", he said taking the seat in front of me.
"Pretty hectic huh", I said.
"Yeah, too many to handle, there are a lot of newcomers, they keep on asking which ones which", he said placing his head on his arms on top of the table.
"Hmmm, I would be tired too, if I was in your shoes Kaoru", I hoped I made him feel a little better.
I was the only one who knows which is which.
It's too easy, they might look alike and have similarities.
But they have differences too.
He looked up at me and smiled.
"Thanks for that, only one other person has been able to tell us apart, how did you know", he said lifting his head.
"Well, not because of the hair, it's how you talk and act that makes you two different, you may be twins but you two aren't mirrors", I said with my thinking look.
"That's exactly what she said", he closed his eyes peacefully.
"Who?"
"Hmm? Eh, no body, just an important family member of mine", he said with a small smile.
I reached over and rubbed his arm.
He looked up and smiled.
"Well that was refreshing, I can see the girls are getting restless, thanks for the time, I owe you", he said jumping up and running off.
Kaoru?
Tired?
Never...
I laughed at my own mind joke.
"What's so funny", someone asked behind me.
Hikaru, already taking a seat in front of me.
"Oh nothing, just a mind joke, it might not seem funny if I say it out loud", I said with a top secret look.
"Hahaha, well I was bored, and you seemed a little bored talking to my brother Hikaru", he said placing his arms on the table expectantly.
"What are you talking about, you are Hikaru", I smirked.
"Hmmm, are you sure", he asked with a sly look.
I leaned in.
"Positive, 100%, I even bet Usa-chan on it", I said giving the same expression.
"Hmm, incredible, only one other person managed to tell us apart, I give you praise", he said falling out of his chair and was bowing on the floor.
"Hahaha, don't do that, people are watching", I said trying to hold the laugh in.
"Let them", he stood up.
We talked and cracked some jokes for a while.
I never acted like this in my own body, but this isn't my body.
I could be happy with the members.
Now.
That was the most important thing.
After a while, Kaoru called Hikaru over, for their special twin mind games.
"Let's hang out later", he offered.
"Alright", I said as he smiled and walked away.
I looked at the clock on the wall.
And I looked out the window.
The sun was still high up in the sky.
Maybe I could have a bit of beach time, before I get down to business.
To feel the water without hiding my body.
I got up and walked to the desk where Kyoya was.
He looked up, his face brightened a little, like he always did with clients.
"Hey Kyoya, I think I'm gonna check off early today, catch some waves and sun", I said pointing out the window.
He paused for a moment.
"You won't have to be alone, anyway, if you were wondering why there is still so many students here on vacation, they all book their reservations on the first day of spring vacation, because of course our annual spring party, and because they'll be leaving tomorrow, why don't we have a beach party for the rest of the day", he asked, opening his notebook.
I slowly nodded in agreement.
Kyoya made the announcement loud and clear.
Lucky for me, i was already wearing a bathing suit, I was going swimming one way or another.
A/N:
d.s: o.o Haruhi: What happened to Tamaki?
d.s: he was busy with all the other clients...
Haruhi: ohh...rate and review...o.o
