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The Club

Haruhi was in the same classes as her partners, except for her first period which was strictly for meisters. It wasn't long until Haruhi figured out that the fellow female population didn't seem to notice much more than the twins' looks.

She groaned, for the third time that day, when some girls fainted as the twins smiled at them on their way to fourth period.

Just two more classes. Then its home. I can handle it.

The work was actually easy to catch up with. None of her teachers had asked her to wield Hikaru and Kaoru, so she was saved from having to interact with them.

Her partners hadn't said anything to her all day, not when she sat with them in second period and continuously sat with them in their other classes.

Time flew and the three found themselves in the last fifteen minutes of fifth period. That was when something odd happened. The twins approached Haruhi… to talk.

"Hey, Haruhi, the president of the club we're in -," began one of the twins.

"-told us yesterday that he wants to meet you today." finished the other one.

"So after class you're coming with us to meet him and the others." They finished in sync.

"And you two didn't think to tell me this earlier?" she inquired, a little peeved.

They shrugged. Then they returned to their work.

Haruhi sighed.

"Oh," one of the twins said suddenly and turned around to face her, "you may want to know that we're already a part of a team."

They're already in a team?

"Which means you're a part of it, too."

Uh! What else are they keeping from me?

"Thanks for sharing." She grumbled under her breath.

Her mouth was hanging open, she just knew it.

"You two are in a music club?"

"No. We're in Ouran's first and only host club." They replied together proudly.

"Ouran has a ho-host club?"

The twins nodded.

"I didn't think this school's students would have the time." She said.

"Well, you thought wrong." That last comment sounded harsher than it should have been. That must've been Hikaru.

The twin that hadn't spoken, Kaoru, opened the doors.

Standing before the three was a group of four handsome, young men.

Is one of those guys a kid?

One of the boys, a blond with violet eyes, rushed to greet the arrivals.

"I'm Tamaki! I'm so glad to meet you Haruhi! I hope you've enjoyed your first full day at Ouran!"

"It wasn't too traumatizing."

The boy's face lost all color to it and his lips quivered. "It-t was trau-traumatic?"

Haruhi instantly regretted her statement.

"I was just joking." she quickly explained.

His color returned immediately after her reassurance.

"Oh! Good, good! Now come," he reached for one of her hands and then, once he held it, began leading her, "and meet the rest of the team! That's Mori and Hunny." He indicated the tall, ebony haired teen and then the short, blond haired boy who held a pink, stuffed rabbit.

"That's Kyoya." He indicated the dark haired, bespectacled teen. "Now you've met everyone!"

"Hello?" Great it came out like a question. Don't let them know how uncomfortable you are Haruhi! Uh, now my own thoughts are being sarcastic to me!

Hunny ran towards the girl. "I'm so glad to meet you Haru-chan! Usa-chan is happy to meet you, too." Hunny waved the stuffed rabbit.

"Uh, I'm glad to meet you, too." She responded. "And it's nice to meet you, too, Usa-chan," she added after the look that had appeared on the boy's face when she ignored the bunny.

A throat cleared then. All heads turned to face Kyoya.

"Now that the introductions have been finished, let's discuss business."

Business?

The teenagers gathered in a circle of couches and chairs.

Kyoya commenced.

"Haruhi, as I'm sure you are aware, we club members are not only tied together because of this club. We're also a formed team. Now that you've arrived I feel it only sensible to catch you up."

"This team is made up of three sub-teams. Hunny and Mori are one. Tamaki and I are another, and you, Hikaru, and Kaoru are the third. It's rare that we go on separate missions, so each sub-team has about the same amount of souls."

Haruhi nodded in understanding.

"Unfortunately, the Chairman's decision to confiscate Hikaru and Kaoru's souls has changed that. He believed that since you're in the picture now, the souls previously caught weren't caught by your 'team'."

That tidbit was unknown to Haruhi, and apparently to the twins also because their mouths were clenched in anger and their eyes held fire.

"He can't do that! He can't take away all of our hard work!"

"He can, he has, and he did."

The twins pouted, silently fuming.

"That means that you will have to attend solo team missions to catch up to the rest of us."

"Catch up? Why do I have to do that?"

"So that we'll advance together! Isn't it a wonderful plan?" Tamaki voiced.

Haruhi remained silent.

Kyoya glanced around the circle. "I believe that is all for now. You're free to leave."

Haruhi stood from her seat and headed towards the doors to go home, but Tamaki sped up to her and stopped her from exiting.

"Haruhi! You can't plan on staying in that attire! This club has a responsibility to the school's female population. We must all appear well dressed."

Before she could comment, Tamaki was already giving out orders.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, find a change of clothes for this lady. Mori, contacts!"

In less than ten minutes the twins and Mori were back.

"Milord! We have the clothes!" the red haired boys said together. "There wasn't anything girly, so we grabbed this."

The Hitachiins handed over a bag to Tamaki, who in turn gave it to Haruhi. She was directed to the club's changing room and quickly changed out of her clothes and into the other ones her 'partners' provided.

As she removed her sweater, she thought she heard snickers from those red headed twins outside.

Haruhi now stood in the Third Music Room of Ouran Academy with a male's school uniform on.

The twins were out of her sight, so she didn't see them disappointed with the result of her in male clothes. "At least the shirt proved to us how bare she is in the chest region." Kaoru offered.

While the twins were in their own world, the rest of the people in the room were still in the real world. Haruhi, though, was starting to suspect that she was dreaming all this nonsense up. This couldn't be reality.

"Haru-chan could host with us!"

"Bad idea." said Mori.

"I think it's a terrific idea!"

"Tamaki, you do remember that Haruhi's a she."

"Of course I know Haruhi's a gi- Haruhi's a girl." his face displayed absolute horror. He spun towards his weapon partner.

"Ky-Kyoya, Haruhi can't host with us. She's a, she's a -"

"I know. I was the one that just reminded you of that, Idiot."

"What are we going to do!"

"You're the president. Think of something."

"Look Kaoru, Haruhi looks better as a guy than a girl." Hikaru said as he and his brother vacated their private corner and joined the group. Haruhi did prefer pants over a dress, but she didn't enjoy that insult from Hikaru.

Clap! Clap!

Everyone's attention went to Tamaki.

"I've decided to make Haruhi a host!"

"Huh?!"

Haruhi sat at her kitchen table.

Somehow she'd gone to school that morning a girl and left school a guy; all because of some stupid Host Club guideline she now had to appear as a boy at school and on missions.

If there's anything you can do Mom, please do it now.

Haruhi sighed. She knew there was nothing her deceased mother could do to help her out of this predicament, but it was worth a shot.

Haruhi's second full day went by the same as her first. The only difference was that she was now perceived by the whole school to be a he. She wasn't sure how the club had accomplished it, but they had.

At the end of the day, she and the Hitachiin brothers walked to club.

Her partners hadn't spoken to her all day, not that she was surprised by their behavior. They let her know the day they met how they felt having her around.

I can only dread our first mission.

The three reached the Third Music Room and entered. Tamaki rushed towards Haruhi and began speaking a mile a minute about her duties as a host.

She didn't listen.

Tamaki ended his spiel a few minutes later.

"Haruhi are you hearing me?" the older boy asked.

"Huh?"

"Were you listening to anything just now?"

"No."

"Haruhiii. You should have been paying attention! The guests are arriving shortly."

"I'm sure hosting is easy. You just need to smile, right?"

"There's much more to hosting than smiling!"

"Tamaki, can your conversation wait? We have a minute until our doors open." Kyoya informed his meister.

Tamaki huffed and left Haruhi on her own.

She sat herself down at a table. Tamaki took a couch. Hunny and Mori shared a table piled high with sweets. The twins also shared a table, and it didn't seem to Haruhi a coincidence that their table was as far away from Haruhi's as possible.

Kyoya opened the doors to the club.

"Before you enter ladies, I need to inform you all that we have a new host joining us. His name is Haruhi and he's also our new team member. Now welcome and enjoy your afternoon."

Ayanokoji always sat with Tamaki when Ouran's Host Club was open. It was part of her plan.

Her plan, of course, was to be a famous meister, marry someone filthy rich, have two kids, and retire early.

Tamaki was exactly what she needed for her plan to work. He was the perfect gentleman. He was also gorgeous. Sadly, he was one of the stupidest guys Ayanokoji had ever met, but his wealth and estate made up for that.

She flipped her hair back as she routinely laughed at something humourless Tamaki had said.

Haruhi's table was filled by three ladies and herself.

This was Haruhi's third group of guests.

They'd asked the same things as the other two groups.

Are you a meister or a weapon?

What made you come to Ouran?

Was one of your parents a meister?

Haruhi was in the midst of answering a question she hadn't been asked previously when Tamaki called for her.

"Excuse me ladies." Haruhi rose from her chair and strolled over to Tamaki's couch. There were multiple girls sitting with him. One stood out, a lady with flowing, red hair and a sneer in her eyes.

"Haruhi, I'd like to introduce you to one of my regulars, Princess Ayanokoji."

"Hello." Haruhi flashed a smile, though she found it worthless as Ayanokoji narrowed her eyes and turned her head away in disgust.

Tamaki found the smile adorable and told Haruhi exactly that. As she was being gripped in Tamaki's clutches, she couldn't help but get the idea that the red head didn't like her.

Next Chapter: Start of a Storm
UPDATED 8/20/2013