Chapter 4: Advice to Deal and Notes for Papers

It was just another regular school day for me. Completely and utterly boring! I honestly think that I had been legally dead in third period. The teacher almost called an ambulance.

But, otherwise, it was fine. That was, until I got to my fourth period class of the day: Honors English. It's usually not so bad, but we were assigned a major project.

I needed to write a 9 paragraph scholar essay on society social class of a country. Luckily for me, I picked Japan before anyone else. I literally had to beg with an over dramatic sob feast. My teacher hates it when I do that so I got what I wanted in the end.

That's how I ended up where I was at that moment. Sitting on my beg staring at a blank word document, I had completely lost all thought process. Unless it was late at night or at school, my brain refused to function on anything educational. And, my dad had forbidden o anything educational. And, my dad had forbidden me from any apple juice until I at least got all seven of my source note documents completed.

"I'm gonna die", I moaned.

BEEP.

I cocked an eyebrow as I stared at the laptop. Beeping generally meant emails. .

"That either meant junk mail or Haruhi…

"I'm bored, so why not", I mused as I opened my email.

A grin stretched across my face when I identified the email address. It was Haruhi! However, the subject box said 'URGENT!', so I frowned in concern.

Dear Dez,

I have a problem and I am in desperate neeed for advice. Today at the host club, a girl came in claiming to be Kyoya's fiancé. However, he's never met her before in his entire life.

Her name is Renge and she's from France. She wanted to be the club manager and because these damn rich preppy's can't say no, they agreed. So now she's planning something big and I have a bad feeling that it won't turn out well.

I don't know how I can deal with this. Please, help me. I'm desperate. She's worse than the twins when they're on a mission!

From, your sempai, Haruhi.

"Ewww", I stated. I felt bad for my friend. I knew people like that. They drive me nuts!

Tapping my finger to my chin, I brain stormed up some amazing advice. It wasn't educational so my brain cooperated for this. Don't get the wrong idea or anything. I'm not completely lazy…

Dear Haruhi,

That sounds horrible! I hate people like that, so I know exactly how you feel. I have to deal with people like that all the time.

Okay, so I'm going to give you some hints about what to do with these types of people. It's a secret that I invented so don't share it to any one without my permission. No one needs to get sued. LOL

1. Just smile and nod. These people like to think that they 're always right and always in charged.

2. Avoid any conversation. The less talking the better. You really don't want this person to know who you really are. If they feel threatened, you'll get guilt tripped and blackmailed.

3. Keep calm and live on. LOL. So, just don't lose your temper. I know it's hard to be patient with these type of people. But, they are really insecure so they need to act the way they do to feel better.

4. If they cry, run for your life! It's really bad, chaos is sure to follow.

5. Go along with their silly plans unless it's illegal or threatening to you or your friends. If they make Honey-sempai do something major, step in and suggest a less crazy idea.

Now, if none of this works. Just hold your ground and refuse to back down.

Sometimes talking to them to let them know that what they're doing is wrong might be the best thing to do.

Okay, that's all I can tell you. If this Renge person goes overboard…well, I wish you the best in the world, I really do. LOL, totally quoted Bofur right there.

Anyway, good luck. Let me know how it goes….Oh! I almost forgot. I have to write a paper on Japanese social class and I was hoping that you could send me the major differences between you and those 'rich bastards'. I would totally appreciate it.

If you ever need a favor, I'm your American! Just let me know, K? K.

~Dez the amazing adviser

I clicked send and smiled. There, done.

But, the frown returned when I remembered the paper I had to do. I still needed my source notes with citations. Crap. I don't think Haruhi would count. Or would she?

I pulled my email back up and sent a the question to Mrs. K. She would now if I could do that or not. Knowing her, she would probably let me.

The laptop beeped, scaring me. I let out a squeak as I tried not to fall off my bed. Luckily, my arm flailing technique worked this time around.

"Ha! Gravity-1, Dez-2! I'm on a roll today."

The beep was two email replies. One was from Mrs. K and one from Haruhi. My eyes bugged, damn, they were fast.

Dez,

I believe that would be fine. However, you need at least 2 book sources and I will allow it. Good luck!

~Mrs. Karen

"Sweet~! I just need to go to the library. I can do that."

When I opened the email from Haruhi, my jaw dropped. There were several pages FULL on everything I asked.

I sweat dropped as I read some," Wow, Haruhi…you sure can be observant and blunt honest when you want to be."

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"You're pain is my pain. It doesn't matter to me if no one else understands. As long as we have each other, we can go on living."

Tamaki smirked under his wet hair," I'm sorry. But I'm envious. The way the two of you support each other like that."

Hikaru and Kaoru stared at him in shock. Hikaru said," But Souh-sempai…"

"How can you be envious of us", questioned Kaoru. "You're the school's idol."

"An idol, right? I hate that all people worship me for something so superficial as my appearance. I think it'll be much better for me to be alone…"

"One lonely heart meets another. They pass each other, wounding one another. What are the hearts of these young men made of?"

Haruhi panted as she reached the designated tree and thought, 'This is ridiculous.'

"You can't run away forever", Honey-sempai said in a dark voice that was actually quite menacing.

Haruhi turned around, before sliding down the tree.

"I'm going to show you what happens to anyone who crosses me."

"Don't do it Mitzkuni. You should have realized by now that whenever you hurt others, you're really just hurting yourself", Mori stated.

"I didn't ask you for any advice. You want me to put you over my knee again?"

"Will it be the light of salvation that ultimately awaits these boys, or will it be something else?"

"You know, it really pisses me off when people don't know their place", he stated. But, his angry look quickly melted as he started crying.

He launched himself at Haruhi," I'm so sorry Haru-chan! I can't do this anymore!"

"CUT, CUT, CUUUTTT", Renge yelled loudly.

Haruhi shivered in fear as she looked at the girl in disbelief.

'Geez', she thought. 'Dez was right. Her type of person is almost impossible to deal with!'

"What's wrong with you!? You've got to stick to the script!"

"I can't", Honey cried.

"How did we go from changing our characters to making a movie about them", Hikaru asked from his seat.

"And why is there a whole film crew to shoot it", Haruhi asked as she dried her hair.

"Apparently, she flew them in from Hollywood. Don't you recognize the director? He directed the vampire movie 'Millennial Snow', it was the number one grossing box office hit in America last year", Kyoya stated.

'Damn these rich people…why can't Dez get here sooner? I hate dealing with them alone', Haruhi thought in annoyance.

"And another thing, why is it that this stupid script portrays Kaoru as the pitcher?"

"What does that mean?"

"If you don't know then never mind", they stated in sync.

Haruhi shrugged, mentally reminding herself to ask Dez about it later.

"Haruhi!"

Said girl turned as Tamaki ran up to her while loosening his tie.

"So how was I?"

"Pretty awesome", she admitted as she handed the wet host a towel. "I'm actually surprised that you could get into character like that. You were really believable."

"I've discovered a new darker side of myself. I'm starting to think it would be a good idea to explore it."

"Are you sure about that? Because I think you're fine just the way you are now, sempai."

Tamaki blushed, even though Haruhi didn't notice," You do? If you say so Haruhi."

Haruhi turned away to think once again,' If he gets in touch with his darker side, he'll be that much more trouble. That's the last thing I need to worry about is a depressed sempai.'

"Hey Haruhi! You're on", Renge called.

"Coming!"

Haruhi hurried towards where she had heard the French girl call for her. She spotted her, and made her way over. But, she then spotted the two scary looking guys behind the girl.

"These two gentle men have just agreed to make a special appearance in our film!"

"Film", they asked. "What are you talking about."

'I've got a really bad feeling about this', Haruhi gulped.

"After all, we're going to need some tough guys to be the climax. That's when all of the members come together to fight against the real villains at their school. According to the script, these two were from a wealthy family that got their wealth from being a part of the Japanese mafia. Don't you think this is a beautiful casting choice!?"

"What's with this girl!?"

"Whatever my dad does has nothing to do with me!"

Haruhi hurried to settle things down," Wait a minute, Renge!"

She watched in fear as Renge started to drag one of the boys towards a spot. But, he ripped himself out of her grasp.

"Hey! You think you can push me around!? You don't even know me", he stated before shoving her hard.

Haruhi sprinted to catch the girl before she could slam into the building supplies against the wall. She made it in time, but her back was killing her.

Haruhi slipped to the ground when she realized that a contact had popped out painfully.

"Are you alright Haruhi", the girl asked franctically.

"Those guys were right, Renge. You can't do that. If you judge people by their appearance you're stereotyping them and you'll never see the person inside."

"Um, I don't understand what you're trying to say."

Tamaki came running around the corner," What happened Haruhi!?"

She looked up as her eye flooded with tears from the pain of losing the contact so abruptly. Tamaki took it the wrong way and thought that one of the guys had hurt her.

Haruhi gulped,' This is bad!'

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"Dez!"

"What", I called in Japanese.

"English please."

"Sorry, what is it?"

"You've got a package in the mail from Japan."

"WHAT!?"

CRASH!

"Dez", my dad called in worry as he ran up the stairs.

He shouldered the door open so he could get in. At first, he was expecting me to have broken something and laying on the floor dying. But, he didn't see me, for I was not there.

"Dez? Dez, where are you?"

"Closet", I called out with a groan.

He opened the door into my closet where he finally found me. I had been sitting in there doing the finishing touches on my essay when the box had fallen down from the top shelf from my yelling. I was able to move the laptop out of the way in time, but I couldn't say as much for my body.

The box was heavy, being full of books and movies. My dad knelt down to lift the box off.

"Dez, are you hurt?"

"I…I don't think so. Maybe my head…"

I added the last part when something dripped into my eyes. I had a feeling it was my blood.

My dad sighed in relief as he helped me to my feet. I swayed a little from head rush and more blood pouring down my face. Cursing under his breath in Spanish, my dad took off his shirt to use for my head.

"Why in the world were you in the closet?"

I shrugged," It seemed like a fun idea at the time."

My dad shook his head with a sigh," Alrighty then, let's get you downstairs so I can clean up this cut."

So, we went downstairs. After me falling down the first few, my dad carried me the rest of the way. He put on an American flag design band-aid before handing me the box.

I opened it up in curiosity. I grinned when I looked inside. It was a bunch of stuff from Haruhi. On top of everything was a note. I picked it up to read the Japanese lettering.

Dear Dez,

I know you wanted some stuff from Japan and on the Host Club, so I sent you this. I hope everything came in okay. There should be a movie inside about the Host Club. Renge was the one who started it, but things went crazy. You're advice was helpful for the most part, so thank you.

Enjoy, from your sempai, Haruhi

"Sweetness! Blackmail material!"

I found the movie but kept looking. My dad had gone into the kitchen. I could tell because I could hear him cursing at the pan because he burned himself…again.

There was a big yellow envelope. I opened it and slid out the contents from inside. It was a stack of pictures. I could tell instantly that they were all moments from the host club and Haruhi.

My smile grew as I went through them. I could hardly wait until I got to meet them in person.

Picking the best ones, I put the rest back. I had made up my mind to make a scrap book, starting with pictures of the host club. I needed to make something to remember my time in Japan.

"Dez! Dinner is ready!"

"Coming", I called and hurried towards the kitchen for some yummy lasagna.

Ouran High School Host Club, made of Tamaki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey, Mori, and Haruhi. The excitement was almost too much for me to handle. They had no idea what was coming in the future. I've heard that I can be a handful myself.

I giggled and took another bite of fresh garlic bread as I looked at the stars from the back deck. My dad reached over to ruffle my hair with a smile of his own.

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