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Chapter 11: Gender Secret Revealed And Tamaki's Very Short Freak Out Part 2! Someone's Catching On To The International Secret!

None of the room's occupants spoke; not even a whisper. Silence engulfed them completely. Well, that is, until England muttered, "A little louder so we can hear you please."

"I said, the man that I groped is actually a girl."

All eyes were on Haruhi now.

"Y-You're a-um … female?" Japan heard himself stuttering. His eyes widened in pure shock, as well as everyone else's.

Haruhi sighed at the question. "I guess there's not use in hiding it. Yeah, I'm a girl."

"The truth is out," muttered the Hitachiin Twins in unison. "And nothing even happened yet." Tamaki's reaction was a little more out of this world, however. All he could see in his mind was Godzilla, Mars, the world blowing up, and him, drifting off into space with a giant forehead.

England cocked an eyebrow. "Wait. If you're a lady, is there a reason as to why you look like a guy?"

"Well, I don't see how it's any of your business (England frowned) but if you're asking about my hair then some kid got gum stuck in it and to not have to deal with getting it out, I cut it short."

"And the clothes?" Austria asked.

"Well, I'm serving you so I have to look like a waiter. Besides, I'm used to dressing like a boy."

Prussia snorted. "Wow, I'm surprised Hungary didn't figure it out. I thought she was good with stuff like this."

"Well, I wasn't paying attention, Prussia!"

"You know," began America. "I don't see why you guys are bitchin. It doesn't matter if she's a boy or a girl, as long as she's-"

"AWESOME!"

"I was going to say, 'into hamburgers' but that's fine too."

Italy hopped over to her and gripped her hands in excitement. "Ve~ Now that I think about it, you do look cute, bella~!"

Something flashed in Tamaki's eyes and his 'Father Mode' was switched on. He grabbed hold of Italy, pried the poor Italian away from her, and shook him back and forth. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY BABY GIRL! SHE'S NOT YOURS, GOT IT!"

Immediately Italy ran away to Germany. "Ve~ Germany! He's scary! Hold me!"

Tamaki held Haruhi in an embrace and asked franticly, "Are you sure you're okay?! Daddy's got you! There's no need to be scared!"

Haruhi sighed. "Why is it that every French person I meet is perverted?"

"I'm not perverted!" Tamaki cried with tears in his eyes, holding her high up in the air and then setting her down as if she were just a baby.

"Hey," began England, "Perverted Japanese French guy …"

"Don't call me that!" Tamaki frowned.

England ignored him. "Why did you refer to that now-revealed-to-be-girl as your daughter?"

"Because she is my daughter!"

"I'm afraid I don't see the resemblance."

Tamaki froze. "W-Well, we aren't really related by blood … so …"

"You're her step father?"

"N-No …I'm …"

"He's really not my dad. I already have one. This guy just likes to call me his daughter for some unknown twisted reason," Haruhi stated bluntly.

"Well, that sounds preposterous."

"I totally agree."

"Why are you so cruel to me?!" Tamaki wailed.

"Hey, boss?" began Hikaru.

"What are we going to do about them knowing Haruhi's a girl?" Finished Kaoru.

"I-I never thought something like this would happen …" replied Tamaki.

"Well, for starters …" Everyone looked at Haruhi. "You guys, could go back to your meeting and we could continue serving you all."

Germany nodded. "I like that idea."

"Not so fast."

All heads turned over to the door after hearing the new voice. Kyoya stepped out from behind the door with a confused Mori and Honey behind him.

"Und who are you?" Germany asked.

"My name is Kyoya Ootori, of the Ootori Family."

Japan let out a little gasp. "Ah! I know of your family. What is someone like you doing here?"

"Mr. Japan, I go to this school, Ouran Academy," he replied with a smirk. "As for the reason I am in this room, I came to test a theory."

"A theory?"

"Yes, Mr. Japan. It's a very bizarre theory. Would you like to hear about it?"

Germany frowned. "Young man, this is a private meeting-"

"I know. But I wouldn't be too annoyed with me. I'd be looking at the blonde haired fellow over there," he said, pointing over to Tamaki.

Everyone gave Tamaki a confused glance. The heifer hid behind Haruhi, of course, for protection.

"As, I was saying. For the past few hours, I have been standing outside these doors. I was observing you all the whole time. I found it funny how you would all call each other by the country you represent when you thought you were alone, but when the servers came in you tried to break the habit and revert to real names. Why is that?"

No one replied.

"Not to mention I have repeatedly heard about many wars and how each representative feels about the country that was in it. They all referred to the countries as if they were real people. For example: I heard something about the War of Austrian Secession."

Everyone glared at Prussia.

The albino immediately shrugged them off. "What?"

Adjusting his glasses, and stealing multiple glances at a clip board that seemed to magically appear in his hand, Kyoya continued, "I remember hearing reports one year in middle school about a man in Japan that … never aged." Once those words were spoken, everyone could feel butterflies in their stomach. Many even gulped. "I was never one to believe in the supernatural, but then one day on my way to school, my limo passed someone."

Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi stared at him in surprise. Even Mori and Honey were confused. They didn't know what their friend was talking about. To them, it was as if he were sprouting nonsense.

"Over a fence I saw a man with dark distant eyes and black hair, sitting on his patio, drinking tea. I wasn't really that interested. At first. But then when I got into high school I noticed how, whenever I passed the man, his appearance never changed. His hair stayed black, his hands seemed unwrinkled, and from what I could see, he hadn't grown in height. The first thought was that he was the man from the rumors … but soon I dropped the thought and continued on with my life. The whole thing was irrelevant." He folded his arms and smiled as if he had won the Olympics. "Now, however, I am glad that I acknowledged these small observations. I thought I remembered you from somewhere, Kiku Honda."

"Um … Kyoya …? What are you talking about?" Tamaki asked.

He grunted, seeing all the distraught looks on the nations' faces. "I think it's quite obvious."

Haruhi began to think. She felt her mind race with possibilities. What was Kyoya-sempai implying? He said that Kiku Honda, the Japanese Representative, was someone he remembered … and he just got done telling us something that happened a while ago about a man who never seemed to age …

"Wait!" began Haruhi. "Are you saying that Mr. Honda is immortal?!"

"All of them are."

"B-But that seems a little out there, even for you Kyoya sempai. I mean, it could be that he ages slower."

"Yeah, Japanese people are said to live longer anyway," said the Hitachiin Twins.

Kyoya, however shook his head. "No, they're immortal."

"What does them being immortal have to do with them calling each other by the countries they represent, Kyo- chan~?" Honey asked.

"Yeah, what are you saying Kyoya sempai?" Hikaru asked.

This caused Kyoya to sigh. "I swear, you all are so slow."

"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!"

Everyone turned to stare at England.

"You accuse us of being immortal? Don't be ridiculous! Immortality doesn't even exist! Get your head on straight young man!"

Switzerland nodded. "Yeah! Immortality is only something children believe in."

"And Fullmetal Alchemist fans," added Japan.

"You are stupid for making such a silly assumption, da?" Russia's creepy smile made everyone freeze. Kyoya, however, didn't show he was afraid, although he could feel his hands shaking. He said what he wanted to say but what if he actually was wrong? If he had guessed wrong then there's no telling how angry the government officials would react.

No, I'm right. These people just don't want to give up their little secret, though, Kyoya thought. This caused Kyoya to smirk. I'll get them to reveal it soon enough.


Kyoya caught on quickly. Not too quickly I hope ... But then again, Kyoya is smart and likes to observe things. He was going to figure out anyway. So ... until next time? Please review!