A/N: OMG, the plot bunnies are taunting me with the next chapter and refused to let me write it. AHHH… I'm an author being held against her will by her own plot bunny army!!! TRAITORS!

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A/N: That author's note was written nearly a month ago. Thankfully, I have now broken free of my treterous plot bunnys' grasp and have finished the next chapter. This chapter has been, by far, the longest that I have written and I'm glad to finally be able to show you it!

I would like to thank all of my readers who haven't given up on me. College and work is very time consuming and for that, I am sorry. Please enjoy the next chapter of Twin Business!

Disclaimer: If I owned OHSHC, why would I be writing a fanfiction on it instead of just putting this in the manga?


Twin Business

Chapter Four: Pains, Names, and Games

"Where are they?!" Tamaki groaned with his head on the conference table.

Karou rolled his eyes at the pathetic-ness of the Host Club King. "Tono, you have really got to chill out." He was seated across from the moping blonde and between Mori and Hikaru. Hunny and Kyouya sat on either side of Tamaki and Haruhi sat at the table's end.

"Yeah, Tama-chan, calm down. They'll be here," Hunny piped up from on his left, Mori nodding in agreement from his seat.

"But we've been waiting for them for over forty minutes now," whined Tamaki, his voice sounding very similar to that of a spoiled child. "Their punctuality is worse than our twins, and ours are horrible."

"Will you grow up already, Tamaki-senpai?" Haruhi scolded as she massaged her temples. "This is their house."

Hikaru surprisingly came to the blonde's defense. "That's right, this is their house and we're their guests. They told us to meet them in an hour. We're here, they aren't. You would think that considering how much we've done to be here in the first place, they could at least show up on time to a meeting that they arranged. As it is, we're stuck waiting for them solely because one of them decided to throw a fit. If anyone should grow up, it's them."

The Shadow King removed his glasses to stare at the eldest twin. "Evidently these Lady Twins are even more like you and your brother than we realized."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hikaru snapped. "Karou and I are nothing like them. We aren't self- absorbed, manipulating, spoiled little brats."

No one spoke for a moment as that statement sank in. Then Tamaki broke the silence. "Hikaru, who didn't let anyone into their lives for years?"

Hikaru was unprepared for that response. "Karou and me but-."

"Who played tricks on Haru-chan multiple times, even going so far and pretending to hated each other so they could see her house?" Hunny questioned next, Mori 'ah'-ing in agreement.

"We did but-."

"Who storms off in a huff when things don't go his way?" Kyouya finished matter of fact-ly.

Hikaru was silent. He just looked to his twin, his eyes pleading for help. Karou gave him a half-hearted smile and shrugged.

"Sorry, brother. They've got a point."

"A point? How? I'll admit that we're closed off and trick people from time to time but we are not prone to throwing tantrums, unlike our female hosts." Hikaru's voice held so much confidence that it was almost laughable. Kyouya's lips actually twitched slightly at the ignorance of his statement.

"You say you don't throw tantrums, is that right?" the shadow king mused. "Then what, pray tell, would you describe your behavior over break when you met Arai as? It appeared to be a tantrum to me."

"That- that was different. I was… I was… Karou, help me out here!"

"I'm with the others on this one. You are rather immature at times, especially when emotions are involved. Sure, I may not like it any more than you do but I'll handle it in a mature fashion. I don't flip out at everyone for it."

"Give me a break, Karou. You can be just as bad and you know it."

"I don't get the chance to be. I'm too busy trying to fix the messes that you create with your fits. You have enough immaturity for the both of us!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Not!"

"Too!"

"Not!"

"Guys, can't we just get along?" Tamaki interrupted in an attempt to end the fight.

The twins turned to him. "Shut up, Tamaki! This is your fault to begin with!"

Haruhi groaned as she watched the three most immature host club members (a.k.a. Tamaki, Hikaru and Karou) engage in a full-blown fight over whose fault it was that they were fighting to begin with. After a quick glance around the room, she realized that no one would notice her absence, which was her cue to make a hasty retreat. As the door closed behind her, the shouting from the fight was muffled to become only faint noise.

"Peace and quiet at last," she sighed as she made her way over to the entryway staircase. Her foot had barely touched the bottom step when she heard a loud bang followed by shouting… a girl shouting. "Great, I can't go to my room either because the Lady Twins are making a racket up there. What fun."

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"Dea! Let me in! Please let me in! I want to talk to you. C'mon Dea, open the door!"

The only reply that Dea gave was a shaky "go away", that could barely be heard through the door.

Miya slid down to the floor in front of the locked door that separated her from her distressed twin. This was the second time that Dea had locked her sister out of their room. The first time was right after their mother died. (A/N: hmm, a catch in the plot is evident here. If their mom is dead, who is Lady Chantelle?).

Remembering what happened that time made Miya even more anxious to get to her twin. She resumed her knocking with a renewed vigor. "Will you stop this already, Deangella! Let me in now! I'm worried about you. You're scaring me, Dea, you're scaring me." Silence greeted her pleas.

Out of sheer fear and frustration, Miya slammed her fists into the door before storming off down the hall. She was going to go apologize to their guests for her sister's inconsiderate actions. It always seemed to be that she was the one who was forced to admit the faults of her twin's actions. It was infuriating and becoming rather tiresome.

Too preoccupied with her fuming, the younger lady twin failed to notice a brown haired figure reclining across the bottom stair. Chaos was inevitable.

"What the-!" the redhead exclaimed as she and the other person lay in a heap on the floor.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to block the- Miya? What are you doing here and where's Dea?"

Miya sat up and looked at the brunette. "Oh, Haruhi, are you ok? Why aren't you with your friends? No, wait that means that I won't have to tell them about my sister's idiocy. You have your room key, right?" she spoke quickly.

Haruhi had to process the questions that were rapidly spoken to her. "Yeah, I have my key. Why?"

"Great!" Miya jumped to her feet, pulling her guest up with her and the two shot off up the stairs. Despite her slim figure, Miya's strength could rival Mori's at times. Her speed in stiletto heels was also incredible. The two arrived in front of Haruhi's room in record time. "Open your door, please," the redhead stated.

Haruhi didn't move. "Why?"

"Just open it, please." Miya's tone sounded more like a plea than an order.

The only female member of the host club figured out the other female's problem. "Dea locked you out of your room, didn't she?"

The younger lady twin nodded solemnly. "The last time she did this, she got hurt. I hurt because she hurt. That's how close we are. I don't want her hurt again."

Haruhi went to her door and unlocked it. As soon as she pushed the door open, Miya sprinted in, through the door connecting the rooms and toward her crying twin. Haruhi followed her at a slower pace and saw an interesting sight.

Dea sat on the floor of her room in a pair of black silk shorts and a black tank top and hugged a stuffed tiger close as she cried into her sister's shoulder. Miya sat beside her twin, rocking and consoling her.

Slowly, the older twin's tears stopped and she looked at her sister. "I can't go through with this, Anni, I just can't."

"I know, Angel, I can't do it either but what choice do we have. It's the only way to keep the company." Miya sighed sadly.

"We'll outsmart the contract, we're smart enough."

"No we're not, and you know that. That's why we need their friends. They can help us beat this."

Haruhi spoke up from her spot from where she stood in the adjoining doorway. "Um, what exactly is the contract about?"

The redhead females looked at each other for a moment before gesturing to the floor beside them. "Take a seat, Haruhi, and we'll tell you about the contract that causes so much trouble."

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"They are not going to take that information well," Haruhi commented as the lady twins finished their explanation.

"We didn't take it all too well either." Dea stated flatly.

"Angel threw an entire tea set at a wall." Miya shook her head.

"Anni shattered our vanity mirror that night. She threw a brush at it." Dea smiled slightly.

Haruhi raised her eyebrows. "That'll be how the twins will act… By the way, why do you two call each other 'Angel' and 'Anni'?"

"It's what our dad calls us." They stated together.

"Angel for De-angel-la."

"Anni for Miy-anne-tte."

"That's so sweet. It must be nice to have pet names from your parents." The brunette's eyes betrayed her pain, even though she smiled warmly.

The lady twins seemed to have a mini-mental conversation before Miya spoke. "Ya' know, Angel, since Haruhi has learned our secret, I do believe that we should make her one of us."

"Ooh, my lovely sister, I do believe that you are correct. Whatever shall we name her?" Dea tilted her head in mock thought.

"Name me? What do you mean, name me?" 'I'm going to be a toy for another set of twins.' Haruhi thought bitterly.

"Think of it as being part of our 'club'." Dea said from on her left.

"That is why we brought you here, you know," Miya stated from her right.

But the female host club member had had enough. "There is no way I will be forced to be your toy. It's bad enough that I have to deal with Hikaru and Karou."

"A toy?" The redheads began giggling then it turned into full-blown laughter.

"What is so funny?" Haruhi was glaring at them. If Tamaki had been in their place, he would have disintegrated before her.

"Oh, you naïve girl," Miya sighed and ruffled the brunette's hair. "We want you to be our friend, not a toy. Is that how those boys treat you… pitiful."

"You… want me… to be your… friend?" The look on Haruhi's face was of sheer confusion.

Dea nodded. "We haven't had a female friend, or any type of friend for that matter, in years. We thought you might want to side with us against them- ya' know- as payback for all those games the Host Club has done at your expense."

As the lady host processed their words, a smile crept onto her face. "Well, since you put it that way, count me in."

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"HARUHI'S MISSING!" Tamaki wailed. "My daughter is all alone in this foreign country and Daddy can't find her!"

"Tono…" the twins groaned. "Shut up! Those horrid lady hosts probably snatched her while we were fighting."

"Wah, Haru-chan is lost!" Hunny cried as he buried his face in his bunny. Even Mori seemed slightly concerned about the female host.

Kyouya pushed up his glasses with a sigh. "Before we jump to conclusions, perhaps we should check Haruhi's room to see if she's in there."

"Great idea, Mother. I knew I could count on you!" Tamaki exclaimed. "Onward to Haruhi's room! We shall save you from the lady twins' evil clutches."

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The laughter of three girls could be heard through the closed bedroom door, followed by a stage whisper.

"You are a genius. They'll never win that."

"Like I always say, 'Know thine enemy'."


A/N: Sooo… is it good, bad or do all my readers still hate me for abandoning this story for so long?

Review with your comments. A SHINY STICKER awaits you if you do!

Until next time- which won't be so long (hopefully),

PEACE OUT!


It's time for another poll for our readers! This time, however, you get to create the answers yourself. This will pertain to later chapters and your imput would be greatly appreciated.

Question 1: If each member of the Host Club, except Haruhi, could have an afternoon to "woo" information out of the Lady Twins, what do you think each one would do (despite whether it would work or not)?

Question 2: If each Host Club member, except Haruhi, had a secret talent of some kind, what would it be?

Question 3: How good do you think the Host Club males are at 'Capture the Flag'?

Answer any or ALL of these question if you choose. All answers will be considered!