Alex Conners: 5'0, Virgo. Positive traits of Virgos: brave, sincere, dynamic, freedom loving, spontaneous, adventurous, takes initiatives, inspiring, and child-like enthusiasm. Negative traits of Virgos: rushing into things, ego, demanding everything immediately, and reacting. Theme song? Probably So in Love with Two, by Mikaila.

Alex, with a few threats from Kyoya, reluctantly sat to talk with a few girls, who kept asking questions.

"What made you decide to join the Host Club?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"Not to sound rude or anything, but how did a Commoner like you get into the Host Club?"

"I thought it would be fun, blue, black, red, green, and purple, and I was dragged here." Alex answered, lying during the first question. "Nice hairstyle, by the way." She complimented, gesturing to Akiko's hair, "Reminds me of Toph's from Avatar: The Last Airbender."

Her face flushed slightly, "R-Really? You think so? I tried to base it off of hers, but I didn't think it turned out well..."

"It looks great, what're you talking about?" Alex grinned.

"Alex, a guest here wants to meet you!" Kyoya called over, causing Alex to stand and look over at the girls, giving them a small salute,

"See ya, don't wanna be ya!" And ran towards the girl Kyoya was gesturing too. She had dark brown hair tied in a braid behind her back, she stood tall and straight, hovering over Alex by quite a few inches, and her grey eyes were narrow and cold. Alex could tell the smile was fake the second she saw it. "Hi! What's up? I'm Alex, what's your name?"

"Akira."

"Hey, that's my middle name! Well, technically. Cool!" The girl's "Smile" widened and asked in a polite tone of voice,

"Can I speak to you in private, Alex-Chan?"

"Uh-S-Sure, I guess..." Alex had that uncomfortable feeling growing in her gut. Alex cautiously followed the girl to the Kitchen (Why on earth was there a kitchen in the Host Club?) and Alex barely had time to blink before Akira's glare was on her.

"Just what do you think you're doing?"

"Talking to you." She replied easily, unaffected by the glare.

"I mean, with the Host Club! Stop worming your way into their minds! It's not like they're actually your friends-I mean, it's obvious they're only being nice. Why else would they allow a pitiful Commoner into their club? You're not even pretty."

Alex raised an index finger, advising wisely, "It's not what's on the outside that matters, but the inside. Never judge a book by its cover."

"I'm telling you, and I'm sure many other girls' think the same, to stay away from the Host Club. You don't belong here. In Ouran. Go back to your petty Commoner school." She walked out, but not before opening the door and turning her head with a huge false smile, declaring loudly, "I'm sure we'll be best friends!"

"Oh, wait a minute, Akira-Chan!" Alex called out, rushing forward and giving the girl a hug, whispering softly, "If you think you scare me, you're wrong. In fact, by telling me not to hang out with them, it's making me want to hang out with them." She released the angered girl, waving childishly at her, a huge grin on her face as she closed her eyes, "Bye-Bye, Akira-Chan! Have fun!"

"B-Bye..." Akira was clearly flustered as she stormed away. "I'm bored, now." Alex sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She looked around and saw that her guests' already left, so she was free to hang out with other Hosts. Kyoya, again had none, so she decide to go and bug him. "Kyoya!" She called out as she ran over, receiving looks from multiple people. Kyoya barely cast her a glance as he continued to type away on his laptop. She looked over his shoulder and asked, "What do you even type on there?" She didn't receive an answer, so she asked a different question after a few moments, "How come you have no guests?"

"It's not that I have no guests, as in I never receive them, but I do not entertain the guests' as often as Tamaki, the King, does as well as the rest of the Host Club. I mainly keep tabs on everything and manage all the Host Club's expenses."

"Oh..Oh, Oh! Okay, I think I get it. So basically anything that involves money and stuff like that, you work with?"

"Precisely."

"Well, that's sounds fun." And there goes Alex's sarcasm again. She really should give it a name.

"It isn't so much as fun as it is necessary." Kyoya told her, typing away to Neverland, "We don't want the Host Club going bankrupt, now do we?"

"N-No, not really...I guess." Alex shifted uncomfortably, wanting to sit down, but not knowing if she'd get told to leave or not.

"If you're going to sit down, sit. Don't just stand there all day." Alex quickly complied, sitting. There was a small silence, in which neither of them said anything. You could hear the tapping of Alex's fingers against the wooden table, and after a few more moments of anxious tapping, Kyoya looked up at her and questioned, "Where were you when you were missing for those ten years?"

"Ah, America."

"Why?"

"Dunno, just was. Family was murdered," Kyoya's eyes went slightly wide at that, but quickly went back to their natural state. At the word "Family" Alex felt her heart clench slightly. In a way, it was like her family was dead-she was never able to see them again, and in a way, she has it even worse. She can't even visit graves or anything like that, "some random dude, a friend of the murder I'm guessing, kidnapped me and took me to America and changed my name. You know, stuff like in the movies. All that lovely jazz. Kinda sucks though..." Alex's eyes became half-lidded as she frowned. Akari's memories started to affect her again, "I don't even remember much about them...yet there's this pain in my chest every time I think about them."

Kyoya looked at Alex, observing the short brunette for a moment, before resuming his typing.

"Why are you living with the twins?"

"They forced me too-said I was their new "toy". Bet you can tell how much fun that is."

"Not very fun, I take it."

"Yup!" She grinned at him, but he didn't take notice. "Anyway..." Alex tried to push all of "Akari's" feelings away. "Hey-! Door's opening!"

"Everyone," Tamaki started to shout, standing. "Positions!" Everyone quickly got in their position: Tamaki sat in a chair, his legs crossed with his hands on his lap, smiling charmingly. Hikaru stood behind him, hands in his pockets, smiling. On his left, was Kaoru, arms crossed, smiling the same smile as his brother. On his left, on Tamaki's right, stood Kyoya, his arms crossed with a small smile. Behind him, back-to-back with Kyoya, was Mori. And beside Kyoya, was Mitskuni, who had his arms behind his back, smiling widely. Alex stood there next to Mitskuni, grinning and giving the peace sign.

The door opened and rose petal instantly flew forward, attacking the poor guest. The Host Club spoke in unison, "Welcome."

Haruhi, with the messy, dark brown hair and thick rimmed glasses, the purple sweater, trembled with fear and shock as she pressed her back against the wall.

One light bulb lights and flickers on.

"Th-This is a H-Host Club!?" She cried out, alarmed.

"Oh, wow, it's a boy!" Hikaru and Kaoru exclaimed. They turned to Alex and grinned, slinging their arms around her shoulders, "Looks like word spread around about you being a Hostess, huh?"

"No, I think Haruhi just wandered in here by mistake." Alex replied, shrugging, rather bluntly.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, Alex, I believe this young man is in the same class as you three, isn't he?" Kyoya questioned, turning his head. Alex opened her mouth to answer, but was cut off by the twins',

"Yeah, but he's shy! He doesn't act very sociably so we don't know very much about him." They replied, shrugging. Alex deflated slightly, feeling left out.

Kyoya looked at them with slightly wide eyes for a moment before turning his head, his trademark smirk finding its way onto his face.

The second light bulb turns on almost instantly.

"Well, that wasn't very polite." Kyoya mock scolded, before looking down at the ignored brunette, who was pouting at this point. "Alex, what do you know about him?"

"He used to be my neighbor before I was kidnapped." Alex explained, allowing Akari's memories to resurface. "He lives with his Dad, but that's about it."

"I see." He looked at Haruhi and said with a "smile","Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honor Student." In the background, Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other and shrugged.

"What!?" Tamaki exclaimed, standing up out of the chair with wide-eyes and cried out, "You must be the special Honor-Student, Haruhi Fujioka! The exceptional Honor Student that I've heard so much about!"

Haruhi stopped struggling with the door and looked at him with wide, fearful eyes, "H-How do you know my name?"

Kyoya answered, "Why, you're infamous. It's not everyday that a Commoner gains entrance into our Academy." Multiple eyes flew to Alex at that and Haruhi noticed. She straightened her posture and asked,

"I'm not the only one then?"

"No, Alex here transferred just yesterday." Kyoya replied easily. Alex grinned and said,

"You might or might not know me as Akari Ayuzawa." Haruhi's eyes went wide.

"W-Wait, you mean Akari Akira Ayuzawa?"

"Yup!"

"B-But you went missing-your family, you were all-you were all-"

"I'm alive!" Akari cheered, rushing towards Haruhi with her arms spread for a hug. Haruhi barely had time to shout before Alex-no, Akari's arms were around Haruhi's neck. "It's been so long-what happened to your hair? It used to be so long!"

"A kid got gum stuck in it, so I chopped it all off." Haruhi explained, trying to push Alex off of her. She completely forgot about the girls' hugs.

"And you're taller than me-that's so uncool, man!" Haruhi, standing at a height of 5'1, was only an inch taller than Alex, who stood at 5'0. "You're lucky...Damn tall people."

"As I said previously, you must have an audacious nerve to work your way into this school, Mr. Fujioka." Haruhi's eyebrow twitched, realizing she was getting insulted by rich people.

"W-Well, th-thank you, I guess..." Alex released Haruhi just as Tamaki moved over, clamping a hand on her shoulder.

"Your welcome! You're a hero, Mr. Fujioka! You showed that even poor people can work their way into an elite, private academy!" Haruhi scooted away from him, only to have him follow, ranting, "It must be hard for you to be so looked-down upon by others," Alex remembered the girl that threatened earlier.

"I think you're taking this poor thing too far." Haruhi told him, still backing away.

"Spurned, neglected! But it doesn't matter now," He wrapped an arm around Haruhi's shoulders again, "Long live the poor!"

Alex's eyebrow twitched, "We're not that poor, you know! At anything, we're average!" Keep in mind, this was Alex that was talking, not Akari.

Kyoya looked down at her and said, "What are you talking about? You're now living with rich people." She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it, thinking for a few moments, before saying,

"Touche, Kyoya, touche. You win this round, mister, but I shall win the next!" She laughed.

"We welcome you poor man, to our world...of beauty!" White roses bloomed around him and Haruhi calmly turned around and started to walk back towards the door.

"Yeah, I'm outta here." Haruhi headed back towards the doors and Alex waited for Mitskuni to make his entrance...

"Hey, come back here, Haru-Chan!" Mitskuni cried out, smiling widely as he wrapped his arms around her right. "You must be a superhero like Lexi-Chan! That's so cool!"

"S-Superhero?" Mitskuni nodded enthusiatically,

"Yeah! Lexi-Chan saved an old woman from getting robbed, and then she took a bullet for Kao-Chan even after they ran her over!"

"What!?" Haruhi's eyes went wide with shock as her face paled slightly. Her head snapped over to Alex, demanding an answer.

"It was nothing, really Haruhi!" Alex waved her hands in front of her. "It was, like, a month ago, anyway!"

"To be exact," Hikaru began, resting an elbow on her right shoulder. Kaoru did the same, only to her left shoulder,

"it was six months and a week." He finished.

"Can you guys get off?"

"I'm not a hero, I'm an Honor-student. And who are you calling Haru-Chan!?" Haruhi demanded, screaming at Mitskuni, who released her and cried. Tears fell from his eyes as he ran towards Takashi.

"I never would've imagined that the famous scholar...would be so openly bi?" Tamaki spoke, placing a hand on his chin in thought.

Haruhi breathed heavily and turned her head, looking at Tamaki confused, "Openly what?"

"So, tell me what kind of people you're into! Do you like the strong, silent type?" He gestured to Mori, who stood a 6'2 with spiky black hair and grey eyes, dark blue roses floating around him. "The boy lolita?" He gestured to Mitskuni, who stopped crying and looked up at Haruhi, pink flowers blooming around him. "How 'bout the Mischievous Type?" He questioned when he wasn't getting a reply. Hikaru and Kaoru locked arms and grinned, blue and orange flowers blooming around them. "Are you into the sarcastic, childish types?" He gestured to Alex, who struck a pose by placing her left hand on her hip and used her right hand, giving Haruhi a peace sign. Dark green roses bloomed around her. "Or the Cool type?" Then it was Kyoya, who smirked as purple roses bloomed.

"I-I, uh, it's not like that!" Haruhi stuttered, stepping backwards. "I was just looking for a quiet place to study!"

"Or, maybe..." Tamaki drawled on in seductive voice, stalking towards Haruhi before reaching over to her frozen form and caressing her cheeking, slowly, before stroking her chin, "You're into a guy like me..."

It was taking everything in Alex's will-power not to laugh.

"Whattya say?" Haruhi tensed up, causing Tamaki to lose his seductive face and looked at her confused, and watched as she backed away frantically,

"I was just looking for somewhere quiet! Please excuse me-!" She let out a gasp when her back hit against a column that was holding up a vase. She turned around just in time to watch it fall. It seemed to happen in slow motion-in both Haruhi's, and Alex's eyes.

Haruhi jumped up onto the column and leaned down, stretching out her arm in attempt to grasp the handle. Alex broke out into a run and jumped, falling to the ground and sliding on her side on the pink marble, attempting to catch the vase before it crashed-idiotically. She knew it was because of the broken vase that Haruhi joined the Host Club, but Alex's instincts made her react before she could think.

"I got it!" Alex cried out, catching the vase, only to have it roll out of her hands and onto the ground just as Haruhi breathed a sigh of relief. "Is it broke?" Haruhi moved around the column and knelt down next to her, face pale, and gingerly poked the vase.

They blinked and both of them screamed, alarmed. Haruhi's was more out of fear, while Alex's was shock. How could a vase be that freaking fragile!?

"Ah-! What're we supposed to do now!?" Hikaru complained, walking over with his brother and looking down at the mess annoyed, "We were going to feature that rune vase at the school auction!"

"Now you've done it, Commoner, the building on that vase was supposed to start at eight million yen!" Kaoru cried out, irritated. Alex began to have a panic attack, her fingers tapping rapidly against her thigh as her tears started to well up in her eyes, breathing becoming shallow.

E-Eight million-Oh, my god. Oh, my god, oh, my god, oh my god-shit, oh my god! Wait-Wait-Wait...I'm-I'm already a Host and I'm living the Hitachiin brothers' so, they-they can't really do anything and it wasn't me who knocked the vase over, no it was Haruhi so I'm perfectly safe-right? Yeah, yeah, I'm perfectly safe- Alex tried to level her breathing, coming to a reasonable solution. I'm safe...

"WHAAAAT!?" Haruhi practically screeched. She stood up straight, searching her pockets for her wallet, "I-I'll pay you back-!"

"With what money?" They asked her, raising their arms in a "I don't care" gesture, "You can't even afford the school uniform-whats with that lame outfit?"

"This...is my dad's." Haruhi said, fumbling with her clothing, "I couldn't find anything that looked like a uniform..."

Alex tried to pick up the glass, muttering- still in panic mode, "Glue-glue it back together, yeah, that could work...Tape? Nah, stick with glue, glue is good-ow!" Alex cried out in protest when she cut a finger on the glass. She lifted that hand up and placed her other hand down, only to cut her palm, "Ow, damn it!" She cursed, both hands bleeding.

She blinked when she saw a hand pick up a piece of glass, without cutting itself, and looked up to see Kyoya towering above her, a smirk on his face as he fiddled with the huge piece of glass he picked up.

"Well, what do you suggest we should do, Tamaki?" He questioned, his free hand on his hip. Haruhi froze, eyes wide, stress lines going down her face.

Tamaki sat down in his chair, legs crossed, "There's a famous saying you must've heard, Fujioka." He pointed at her, declaring dramatically, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do". And since you have no money, you can pay with your body. Starting from today, you're the Host Club's dog." He almost looked menacing with the way his hair made shadows cross over his eyes.

Haruhi seemed to lose all color as she turned to stone. Tamaki noticed and walked over, waving a hand repeatedly in her face. Mitskuni poked her twice in the arm, saying, "Poke, poke?"

Alex grinned and with her right hand, the one with the cut finger, knocked her on the head, asking loudly, "Hello!? Anyone home~!?"

Kyoya stood there with his arms crossed, Mori had a hand in one of his pockets, and Hikaru and Kaoru had their hands in their pockets, leaning over.

They stood there like that for a few moments, before Haruhi fell over.

Alex spoke up, "Uh, guys? I think we killed her..." Nobody seemed to notice her change in terms, except Kyoya, who looked down at her with flashing glasses.

"Oh, Alex?" Alex looked up at the dark-haired man, who pushed up his glasses, "Don't think I didn't see you cut yourself-twice, on the glass. Come, we'll get you patched up."

"I-I'm fine," She argued, "I'll take care of it later."

"By later, if you mean when you get an infection and your hands and finger will need to come off, then you are truly an idiot. My family works in medical expertise, a simple cut to the hand is nothing. I expect to see you in the kitchen once I grab the supplies."

Alex grumbled unintelligably, before muttering a sarcastic, "Yes, "Mother."

"What was that?" He asked, glasses flashing as he turned his head to look at her. She raised her hands in defense, closing her eyes,

"Nothing, nothing! I was merely talking to myself! I do tend to do that, you know."

"Hm." He said nothing.