Chapter 2

Aya~~

We were kidnapped, full, blown kidnapped. I feel faint but before anything else can happen I'm set down on a comfortable chair, and the black mass covering my face is removed. My vision is blurry from the sudden light entering my view, but I can hear voices.

".. What did you do that for?" a feminine voice says, definitely angered. It could just be me, but it sounds like Haruhi.

"We didn't need them to see our faces..." a scrawny masculine voice replies.

My vision adjusts and I'm staring at a large group of boys, some sitting some standing, bickering with each other. I turn away, to see my sister sitting right next to me. She's in a state of shock, anger boils down in the pits of my stomach. I turn back to our capturers, my head turned down. Their still bickering.

"You shouldn't have done that, you shady twins," An over dramatic voice yells.
Twins? Did he just say twins? I look up

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE." My sisters state of shock was short lived, I can see her enraged face reddening by the second.

Everyone's attention is turned to us, and I'm greeted by the stares of six drop dead gorgeous boys. My face tints pink, this is too much.

"WELL SOMEONE ANSWER ME!" Inoue's face is beet red with anger.

"Sorry for the, hm, manhandling." It's a boy in glasses who speaks up. "The host club apologises sincerely." He's a suck up if I ever saw one.

"Host club?" my sister's face is cooling down, while I speak up.

"Yes," the boys and Haruhi re-arrange themselves. "Welcome to the Ouran High School Host Club." They say in unison, charisma radiating off them in waves.

'I guess you're wondering why you're here." Glasses boy insinuates.

"Yeah…" We say both in uneasy voices.

"We found out you know Haru-chans secret~" A little boy of elementary school height pipes up.

I stare at him, he's so cute. I wonder what a little boy like him is doing in such a club.

"Haruhi's secret?" Inoue questions. "What secret?" we say in unison.

"That Haruhi is a girl," a tall blonde says pointing at an escaping Haruhi, the twins drag her back with devilish speed.

Poor Haruhi to be subjected to such a trauma as to be dragged into such a dilemma, I'm sure she didn't' join this club on purpose.

"So we've come up with a deal," glasses boy's glasses glint, in an uncharismatic way.

"To have free visits to the host club," The tall blonde says with a flourish of his hand.

"Why would we want that." Inoue deadpans. The tall blonde crawls into a dark corner.

Sometimes he straightforwardness is too harsh, I swear mushrooms have started sprouting out of the tiled floors near the overdramatic host.

"Then what else?" The short kid says bouncing up to us with a bunny strangled in his arms.

'Sempai stop cultivating mushrooms," Haruhi yells at the blonde, who has mushrooms growing all over his body by now. "So what if, I can't be a host." She says, a bit of happiness in her tone.

"Well…" glasses boy says evilly. "You'd still have to pay off that other piece of merchandise. That you wrecked…"

This getting a bit suffocating, I give Inoue a look which says we should go. She nods and we get up to walk away while they debate.

We make it to the door, before turning around to have one last look at the scenario. Haruhi's conversing with glasses boy, while the little boy eats cake with a rather huge guy with jet black hair and a stoic expression. The twins Hikaru and Kouru are taunting the tall blonde who's still in depression, fostering little mushrooms with a heavy aura surrounding him. What an odd club I think. It looks like a funny little family. We shut the door, and it makes a little slam as we walk down the hallway in search of our stuff.

When we finally find our belongings lying not far off of where we were kidnapped. We call up a limo to pick us up. This has been a busy day, exempting the scenario we were just in. The limo arrives only seconds after we are out the front gates, and we get in gratefully.

~~ Time Skip ~~

Inoue~~

Aya and I are finishing up what homework we have from school down stairs in the living area. The TV's on playing a new soap opera from Korea, not that we care much. It's like background noise we just listen to it when we get bored. We're sprawled out on the rug with beanbags behind us, our books are laid out lazily in front of us waiting to be touched.

I stare at the roof wondering how much time I can waste doing this. I flop onto my stomach and look down on our books, nothing seriously hard. Some Math homework and some sort of English work. I roll around not wanting to start. I hear the doorbell in the distance and prop up on my elbows in slight anticipation. Do we have guests? I don't remember mum saying anything, dad had already left on a business trip. A bit of doom finds its way into my mind, I can only hope it's not them. A maid rounds the corner looking around in haste, when she lays her eyes on us my doom grows.

"There you are ladies, you have guests." She looks awestricken, not a good sign.

I look over to my sister she has the same look of doom looming over her features. We get up rather sluggishly and head off to the meeting room, where the maids promptly take our guests. The door is open a crack and I peek in, Aya on her tiptoes to look over me. Of course I'm right.

Sitting in our spacious meeting room is the host club. Haruhi looks miffed, the boy twins are searching the room with the tall stoic guy and the little elementary school kid perched on his shoulders. The tall blonde is talking to Haruhi with no responses, and the tall glasses boy is staring patiently at his laptop which gives off an evil glow on his face.

I can feel Aya shiver slightly, but its short lived as the door creaks, and attention turns to the door. We stand up straight and walk into the room. I feel the pride creep back into me only to be scared off when the glasses boy stops typing and gives us his full attention.

"Hi," I say meekly despite myself.

'Hello," they all say at once.

I have to say they can be quite menacing as a group and I feel my sister and I shrink back a bit.

"I'm sorry for not introducing us," The tall boy says.

"I'm Tamaki Suoh," he gestures to himself. "… and this is Kyoya, Kyoya Ootori." He points at the glasses boy who only nods to show he acknowledges us.

"These are Mitsukuni Haninozuka," he says pointing at the short blonde, "and Takashi Morinozuka," He motions to the tall stoic boy, "We just call them Hunny and Mori."

"Haruhi and the twin you already know," we nod in affirmation.

"Why are you guys here?" I say jumping the formalities.

"To finish our deal," Kyoya says, "Ayame and inoue Nakahara," he adds with a smirk.

I'm sure my sister and I look horrified, because his smirk gets that bit bigger, wide enough for us to see his perfect teeth.

"How do you know who we are?" Aya says a little distrust evident in her voice.

"It's my job as financial manager to know about everyone" He says closing his laptop." So we need you to keep quiet about Haruhi's secret, and we'll do nearly anything for you to keep it."

"But why?" it seems a stupid question, but it I needed to make sure.

"Haruhi's job as a host relies on the fact that the girls believing she is a boy." One of the twins inputs with a nasal voice.

"If word were to somehow get out she is a female, our business would be lost, leaving Haruhi doomed." Kyoya finishes.

We both turn to Haruhi for a bit more information, she looks oblivious for a moment but persistent staring broke her mask.

"I broke some stuff, which lead to me being in-debt to the club." She said sparing the details; she obviously wasn't going to share.

"How much do you owe?" Aya asks, harmlessly.

"Something like 7 000 000 yen…´I ogle at her in disbelief 7 000 000 yen!? What did she do?

We just sit there in mild disbelief for a while. Haruhi looks a little worried and waves a hand in front of our faces to snap us out of it.

"What do you propose we do?" I say thinking my words over.
"Well we can't let you roam free now," Kyoya says matter-of-factly, "We'll need you under almost complete surveillance.

"But why!" I say shocked, he's absolutely bonkers if he thinks we're just going to agree.

"Because we know too much…" Aya mutters in an irritated tone,

It all clicks; they came here to lure us into their trap. Our own observations and questions dug our own graves. By asking and delving further into their business we secured our fates. This taboo that they have created could wreck the entire club. Us knowing is a huge problem and Kyoya knew that. All Kyoya had to do was come here, he didn't lose a thing. I feel rage bubble inside of me.

"So what are you gonna do?" I say spitefully.

"Seeing as we can't leave you out of our site, we're gonna need you around the club," he calculates. I didn't like where this was going.

"You spend majority of your classes with the twins and Haruhi, so then you'll be kept in check then." He goes on.

"What if we don't want to?" Aya says debatably, anger clear as glass in her tone.

"The Ootoris alone are a formidable rival, even to your parents business." Kyoya starts.

"…," this was getting dangerous.

"But the Haninozuka's, Morinozuk'a, Hitachiin's, Suohs and Ootoris could drive your family's business out of business." He jokes, frankly it's not that funny.

"So you're blackmailing us," great I thought these people were decent.

"I wouldn't put it that way," Kyoya starts, 'We're just… conducting business." He's far too happy, he's definitely sadistic.

"Fine," we relent cut off from options.

Just then the maid walks in smiling oddly, day dreamily and obviously oblivious of what was going on.

"Madam was wondering if you'd stay for dinner."

Our jaws drop. WHAT!? We're blackmailed at mum's expense and she's inviting the blackmailers for dinner. That just didn't make sense. We were even more alarmed when they all said yes. They all get up and file out the door. Why is this happening to us!? I can't help but mentally scream.

~~ Time Skip ~~

Aya~~

Dinner was awkward. I can't believe we're eating civilly with our blackmailers. Our mother senses the silence and tries to make some conversation. Of course we avoid it all and eat in silence.

"What's wrong with you girls?" She says exasperatedly. "Your being horrible hosts." She adds for effect.

"Nothing…" Inoue says before stabbing her food, you'd think she wanted to make sure it was dead the way she kept stabbing it repeatedly.

I saw half the host club pale Inoue could be really scary when she was depressed, angry or sad.

"I'm sure," Our mum says dryly, "It's surprising you made friends so fast girls."

"Huh?" we say in unison, "Why's it so surprising?" I say.

"Your… in your own world most of the time." She says thinking her words through, "it doesn't matter now anyway."

The rest of the host club stays quiet for a moment and the room which I thought was already really awkward got more awkward.

"So, Miss Nakahara, we seven," he motioned to the rest of the hosts," make up the Ouran High School Host Club," I can see my mum choke on the food she was eating.

"And we were wondering…" He says a bit hesitantly, "whether you would agree to the girls joining."

"What sort of host club," she says emphasising the host.

Tamaki speaks up "It's a club where we talk to the guest for a specified amount of time," I have to admit I don't think he's a complete goof now.

"It's how we spend our free time," he adds dramatizing a bit.

I swear I face palmed. He had to go ahead and destroy the image my mom had of this, not that we want to join the club. But he was destroying their cause.

"Well if that's all…" I look up a little shock evident in my features, "Sure they can join!"

My sister and I both fall of our chairs, how was this possible, HOW. Because of Tamaki's slip up I was sure my mum would say no. This is bad news.

"Great." Kyoya says not making it sound so good.

~~ Time Skip~~

We watch as the hosts all get into the one limo and drive off. As soon as the vehicle is out of view my sister and I slump down onto the floor. What a long day. Our mother walks past us smiling.

"Your friends seem nice." The smile reaches her eyes, as they start twinkling.

By now our spirits had left their earthly vessels to hover in the atmosphere above us.

"Yeah..." we say in unison.

She walks off somewhere and we're left in silence, which was cut short as a message comes through both of our phones.

If you don't mind I've already taken the liberty to get your phones numbers.

Kyoya

Ps. the rest of the club has them too.

I swear he has a death wish that Kyoya Ootori. But there's not much else we can do. We both put our phones away and get up to go inside. We had some homework to finish.

~~ Time Skip ~~

Inoue~~

I woke up feeling worse than yesterday. My alarm blared for a while before I roughly grabbed my phone of the charging stand and silenced it. I went through the same regime as yesterday, brushing my teeth, taking a wake up shower and getting ready properly this time. I walked down the stairs to see my mum sound asleep her head resting on the dining room's table. She must have pulled an all-nighter.

I pull the designer contenders from under her arm and have a look. Mum rarely picks her own designs and so for our 'Spring Collection' coming up she's looking through other designers portfolios.

As I start to skim through a maid comes up to me with two bowls of cereal on a tray I thank her and take the tray to the group of chairs Aya and I had been sitting at yesterday. As I start eating I continue to skim through the file of designers till I come to a familiar face. Hitachiin, it was the gingery red headed lady. I feel a little smirk on my face, after what they did to us we could have a little sadistic fun with the twins. Oh joys the justice. I hear footsteps and turn around in glee.

My sister stares at me a little creeped out seeing as my normal morning mood was in complete reverse. I show her the file and a sinister smile replaces her old expression. If we couldn't find an opportunity in plain sight like this one, we wouldn't be in Haruhi's class.

We ate breakfast in silence to not wake up our mum who was getting some well needed rest. A maid ushers us out after we finish eating and I replace the file to its former use as a pillow. Before we walk out of the house my sister and I do a check of each other. Aya's hair is down exactly like mine today, we have the same makeup on and the same backpack is slung over both our shoulders. We were going to blow their minds at the club today. Unlike the twins Hikaru and Kouru, our voices have an even softer difference that no-one other than our parents can tell us apart. The thing that differentiates us is our personalities. With that we walk out the door and to the waiting limo for school.

~~Time Skip ~~

We step out of the limo and into the pink gates of Ouran High School. Less than two minutes in we're ambushed by Hunny who attacks us with a soft and warm hug. We both look down in embarrassment at the Judo expert. Who would have expected but when we did a little bit of background research that Hunny was the son of an elite martial arts family. We're greeted with a nod from Mori as well.

"Hi Aya, Inoue ~" He chirps, he sure must be a morning person.

"Hello,' I say smiling down on him, Aya has a similar response.

"Excited for club today?" he sure seemed to be.

"I don't know," Aya looked doubtful, "what are we meant to do?" She asks.

"Well... you'll probably be watching us all host and maybe talk to a few customers" he finally replies. "Right Takeshi?" he looks up hopefully to the stoic boy

"Hmm," Mori nods in affirmation.

"Well we'd better be off then~" Hunny says sweetly, "See ya later guys~~" he runs off beaming like the sun.

'He's definitely a morning person." I think out loud.

"Yeah,' Aya says in return

We continue walking towards the main complex, we walk past the fountain where a couple are sitting and chatting. Lots of people at Ouran would have arranged marriages wouldn't they? It wouldn't be odd to see lots of couples around. We keep walking and make it to our classroom, which is still as noisy as ever. When we actually step in I can see Haruhi talking with the twins who came early. It feels wrong to intrude over there so we stay just outside the classroom playing with our phones. The bell goes and we walk into the room for homeroom.

Homeroom was pretty boring nothing much in notices, except some ball which got all the people in our class really chatty. So we sat kind of dumbly listening to people. In my boredom I hadn't felt the tap on my shoulder until someone jabbed me in the ribs and I turned around to see a Haruhi was trying to talk to us. I felt immediate guilt.

We have pretty much the same schedule as yesterday, except today we have art instead of English. We walk with Haruhi to Math talking just like yesterday. Haruhi is one of those people you can have a civilised conversation with, and you never get bored. She's also really different being a commoner and all. So she thinks in a completely different way.

~~ Time Skip ~~

At lunch Haruhi took us to the club. We push open the door and rose petals fall down around us. Petals got stuck in our hair which isn't that pleasant when you spend time specially stylising it. We start picking them out as soon as the scene is over.

We watch as the hosts do their thing, Hunny's the cute type, Mori's the wild type, Kyoya's the cool type no matter how much I deny it, Tamaki's the princely type, the twins are the devil type and Haruhi is the 'Natural'.

We watch as girls swoon, nosebleed and faint, it is utterly disgusting really. I feel my nose wrinkle slightly before it smoothens out. I look at my twin, she's studying it more. Her eyes are darting around a little s they process information they're given. I don't really get this, I turn around to sit down but am met with a short brown haired girl.

"He-hello," She stutters, "which host are you going to?" She's really cute.

"Uhh, we're just watching them," I say.

"Oh okay," she jumps off towards Hunny and Mori's station. Figures.

We sit down for a while more, before club ends for today, Tamaki walks over, I have a bad feeling about this now.

"So what did you learn?" I stare at him blankly.

"How to make girls swoon," that's really it in a nutshell.

"WHAT, that's all, what about specific techniques.

"…" we have no idea what to say

"Hmm.' He's still waiting for an answer.

"How flamboyant you are compared to the others." I say.

Imaginary stones fall on his head, and he kneels on the ground carrying the weight. His face is the picture of sadness

'Flamboyant…" He says in a squeaky voice,

"Ahahahahahahaha," oh no, not them.

'Good job, girls." It's the higher pitched one, what was his name…

"It was an accident," I nearly deadpan at him

"Well even so," we turn around, "there's no need to laugh at him for being flamboyant."

Another ton of rocks hits Tamaki's pile, Haruhi walks up to him and tries to console him somehow, whatever she said worked because he was up in a millisecond.

"Gang lets go to Kyoya's Beach resort, so we can have a crab feast with the guests."

"Sound fine to me," Kyoya says over his typing, the day he stops typing for anything other than guests and money is the day… who cares it's never going to happen.

When all the members disband to go home, we stay back a bit to see where the instruments are. It is a music room after all. It took a couple of dusty closets and near calamities but we finally found the door which lead to a room with a piano. We took the sheets off and sat down, it hadn't been played for a while. The sound hummed from deep out of the Grand Baby Piano. We played a duet, I mean with two of us it would be a shame not too.

~Kouru~~

I left my phone in the clubroom, I told Hikaru to wait in the car, but of course he came with me. We walk down the halls to Music Room Three, but before we got there we heard music. It was classical, so we assumed it was Tamaki, so we walked into the room to look for my phone. It took a while but Hikaru finally found it we were about to walk out to leave Tamaki and his music alone when we heard a door open, I ducked behind a couch and pulled Hikaru with me.

We could hear footsteps, except there were two of them. Hikaru and I peeped up above the couch to see who it was, all the guests would have gone wouldn't they. Imagine my shock when we see two champagne pink haired girls walking around the furniture. Who would have thought they play an instruments, the even stranger thing was that both of them were smiling. They sure looked nicer when they didn't wear those straight faces or look angry at us.

They continued to go around the furniture weaving their way to the entrance. W ducked as they went past the chair we were behind. We kept our heads low until we heard a soft click as the music room door closed. Letting out a sigh of relief we stood up. In that time period we'd gotten pins and needles so I stretched my limbs.

We walk out of the club room like nothing happened. But I know what was on both of our minds. Why didn't they seem happy around the club? Heaps of girls would jump at the chance to be a hostess. They got it by pure accident, or unknown skill. Yet they seemed to be really unhappy. It just didn't make sense to me.

Hikaru and I walk down the halls to the front courtyard, we watch as the girl's limo speeds off. We walk up to the front gate and step into the waiting limo. We go home to get packed for yet another adventure with the club.

Authors note

Heyy, I have no idea if anyone reads this, but I need to clear this up

This is one year after the anime ends. So Hunny and Mori are in Uni, and Kyoya and Tamaki are in third year.

To make this more interesting I'm kinda dis-regarding the ending when Haruhi shows that she is a girl.

Anywaysss, I hope you like my fanfic

Much love