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Ouran High School Host Club does not belong to me.

Kawaii - cute

"Fujioka-sama, you're healing well," Sakura commented on the third day Hayuki spent there. Hayuki smiled, she had always been a fast healer since young. It was something she was thankful for.

Hayuki turned her head and noticed her lone pump lying dejectedly in a corner of the room. She sighed.

Sakura looked at her quizzically; Hayuki pondered for a moment before deciding to tell Sakura what was bothering her.

"I need a new pair of black pumps," she explained, Sakura raised her eyebrows. That was what was bothering her?

Seeing the slightly incredulous look on Sakura's face, Hayuki elaborated,

"It's just that it's really hard to find the perfect black pumps. I mean the good ones cost about three months of my salary. The cheap ones give me blisters and won't last two months. Plus, I don't have the time to really go and shop for a pair of new shoes."

Sakura chuckled.

"It's not funny Sakura-san!" Hayuki protested indignantly. "You don't understand how difficult and troublesome it is to find the perfect black pumps on my pay! It's not like I can just ask my father for money! I mean there are other more important things than footwear. Sigh…"

Sakura offered an apologetic smile. She understood.

"It's ok Fujioka-sama, things will work out in the end, you'll see."

Hayuki smiled tightly, she doubt so. Life wasn't always sunshine and peaches. She blinked and jerked her head towards the door and frowned slightly. She thought she heard some shuffling outside. Must be her imagination.

"Sakura-san, can I ask you something?"

Sakura nodded as Hayuki asked, "What do you think of the um…the host club boys?"

Sakura giggled before replying, "They're the nicest boys I have ever met. Polite, caring and well-mannered. You don't have to worry about your sister. The boys do genuinely care about her. Like big brothers,"

Hayuki gave her an incredulous look. Big brothers? Sakura is obviously smitten by them. They must have turned on their charms on her. Hayuki bit her lower lip, from the way Haruhi acted that day, she could tell that nothing she say will go through her sister's brain. She was stubborn that way. It's up to Hayuki to be more vigilant about her sister's friends. Especially that Tamaki. Fancy calling Haruhi his daughter. Hayuki almost snorted at that thought. Who the hell does he thinks he is? No wonder her father disliked him.

"All done!" Sakura announced, interrupting Hayuki's train of thoughts.

"Thanks!" Hayuki stood up, wobbling slightly. She could return to work tomorrow but she will be off heels for a while. She wasn't complaining. It would buy her time to shop around for a new pair.

The Host club was lounging around in the third music room, all except for Haruhi, who was called back by her teacher. It was fifteen minutes before they opened. Normally, the third music room would be a rowdy place. The twins would be annoying Tamaki. Kyouya would be writing in his notebook or typing away at his laptop. Hunny would be eating desserts happily, his legs swinging with each bite; Mori of course would be with him, reading a book or just sitting there and watched his friends.

However, today was different. There was silence in the air. Tamaki had called for an emergency meeting. The reason for it was obvious.

"It is unacceptable to have my daughters bickering! Sisters should love each other!" Tamaki declared.

"Milord, technically Hayuki-san is older than you. How could she be your daughter?" The twins pointed out.

Tamaki froze, before assuming his thoughtful position. And then he said,

"I never cared for age! Age is nothing but a number! Haruhi is my daughter and her onee-sama is mine as well! My beautiful, mature older daughter…" his voice turning dreamy.

Kyouya's cough brought him back to reality. Tamaki beamed brightly at him. "Mother! What had you found out?"

At this, the host club members leaned forward. They were all curious about Haruhi's onee-sama.

Kyouya flipped opened his notebook and adjusted his glasses before speaking.

"Fujioka Hayuki. Graduated from Saksu Boarding School for Girls. Thrice on honour roll. Currently applying for Sociology in University of Tokyo. "

The host club looked at him expectantly, waiting for more.

Kyouya let out a frustrated sigh. That was all he could dig up. Hayuki-san was not easy to find information on. Looking through his notebook, he added.

"Her summer holidays are spent on study trips, overseas exchange programmes and tutoring other students. Strangely, it started about four years ago, which is about the same time Haruhi said was the last time she saw her sister, "He paused as he looked at the host club. It was obvious they were expecting more from the shadow king.

"Ryoji-san won't tell me anything. He said it was not his place to say anything." The shadow king finished.

The shadow king's findings left more questions in the air. Fujioka Hayuki was a mystery.

"Host club! We have a serious issue on our hands. How could we bring joy to our customers when we couldn't even make our member happy?" Tamaki said sombrely. "We must help the sisters!"

"Tama-chan, this is between the sisters ne? I don't think we should interfere," Hunny stated as he held usa-chan close to him.

"Iie Hunny-senpai, it you leave it to them, there won't be any progress. Haruhi won't take the first step and by the looks of it neither would Hayuki-san," Kaoru said as he leaned on his brother.

Hunny pouted, Kaoru had a good point. "But, Hayu-san doesn't even have a good impression of us," he said sadly.

Tamaki sat up straight, he had a plan. A brilliant plan.

"Inspiration struck me! We'll invite Hayuki-san to our costume party! And she'll see what a wonderful club we are! We'll go to her workplace to invite her and also to get out costumes! It's like what the commoners say! Getting two for the price of one!" Tamaki said triumphantly. Commoners were so fascinating!

The rest of the host club mentally slapped themselves; they could only take so much of their king's strange obsession with commoners.

"Milord, you mean killing two birds with one stone?" The twins corrected.

Tamaki blinked innocently at them. "Why would I want to kill birds? They're so small and have such melodious voices."

The twins' faces twitched, it was useless to explain to their lord.

Tamaki then stood up; he was excited to put his plan into action. He was about to walk towards the door when Kyouya stopped him.

"Tamaki, we're about to open,"

"But-but Haruhi…" Tamaki protested lamely against his friend's cold stare.

"Our customers have already paid for today. I'm not doing refunds Tamaki," Kyouya replied coolly.

'Kyouya-senpai is right, it's not nice to cancel on our customers," The twins agreed.

Tamaki looked crushed; apparently he was the only one eager to put his plan into action. Kyouya noticed his expression and said,

"After club activites today, Tamaki. We'll go then."

Tamaki brightened immediately as he nodded happily.

Kyouya smiled, Tamaki was easy to please.

Hayuki was rearranging the clothes on the rack when she heard the doors slide opened and Miko greeting the customers. It had been her second day back at work. Naruma-sama had been displeased at her long absence but somehow held her tongue, she merely state that her pay would be dock accordingly. Hayuki had been dismayed at it, but she figured it would beat losing her job. Hayuki glanced up to greet the customers when the words died in her throat when she saw who walked in.

What the- she thought as her eyes followed the six males walking around casually in the store. The twins were commenting or rather criticising loudly about the clothes' designs to the materials to even the clothes hangers. The blonde seemed to be looking for something.

"Isn't that Ootori Kyouya? His father is Ootori Yoshio no?" A woman said to her friend. Her companion nodded vigorously.

Hayuki's brown eyes widened. Ootori? That Ootori? Hayuki was stunned. She had thought that surname had sounded familiar the first time she heard it. Shucks, she had offended him by insulting the host club. Hayuki cringed as she tried to remember the surnames of the rest, what other well-known figures' children had she offended?

Hayuki suddenly felt that maybe it won't be a good idea for them to see her, so she backed up and wanted to sprint to the storeroom to hide until they were gone. All was going to plan, until…

She bumped into someone.

She let out a pained expression. Surely she wasn't so unlucky?

Turning around slowly she saw a wide pair of happy eyes staring into hers. She had been caught.

"Tama-chan! I found her!"

Hayuki groaned, so much for her big escape plan.

"Um…can I help you?" she asked lamely as the host club surrounded her. It was obvious they were not going to let her escape.

The host king took her face in his hand, Hayuki recoiled slightly but Tamaki had a firm grip on her.

"You can hime-sama. Would you grace our humble party with your presence? It would mean the world to us," Tamaki said in his prince voice.

Hayuki turned scarlet. Why was she so easily affected by his actions? Haruhi seemed immune to his charms. She cursed herself.

"Er…I-I got work that day," she stuttered, trying not to lose herself.

Tamaki's eyes turned watery as Hayuki managed to free herself from him. She gave a slight jump when two arms snaked across the shoulders in opposite directions.

"Hayuki-san, milord haven't even told you when it was," the twins said evilly. Hayuki gulped as she fumbled for a reply.

"I-It doesn't matter, I-I have to work almost everyday," she lied.

"Iie Hayuki-san, your Fridays are free," Kyouya rebutted, smiling slightly.

Hayuki stared at him. How did he-

"You, have got to stop snooping around in other's people business. It's not nice," she said finally.

Kyouya merely looked amused and his smile widened at her chiding.

"Ah! Hayuki-san, our costume party is on Friday evening. So you have no reason not to turn up," the twins said smiling mischievously. Hayuki was still trapped between the twins' bodies, she was painfully aware of how close they were to her.

'I-er don't have a costume," she mumbled.

The twins snorted as the host club looked amused.

"What?" she asked perplexed. What was so funny?

"Hayuki-san, where are we?" Kaoru said patiently as thought talking to a five-year-old kid.

Hayuki looked at him, wondering what was he playing at.

She replied cautiously, somehow it felt like a trap.

"Mamoko?"

"And what does it carry?"

"Um…clothes?"

"What sort?"

Hayuki blinked at him as she replied,

"Shirts? Pants? Skirts? Cost-…oh no…"

The twins let out satisfied smiles.

'Aw kawaii!…you're just like Haruhi!" They twins cooed.

Hayuki looked annoyed. "Even so, I can't afford it," She said. "I can't even pay for a new pair of shoes…" she added under her breath.

"Who says you're paying?" Kyouya said lightly.

Hayuki looed at him confused. Kyouya let out a low chuckle. "Your sister's items sold so well that we had quite a substantial amount leftover. It would be more than enough to cover your costume."

Hayuki was running out of excuses. Clearly she was losing this battle fast; her opponents had clearly come prepared.

"Why do you want me to go anyway?" she asked finally.

"Hayu-san! We want you to see what the host club really is!" Hunny's cheery voice replied.

"What for?" she questioned. "I don't go to Ouran, in fact why do you all care about what I think?"

"Hayuki-san," Tamaki said, "We just want you to see that Haruhi is in good hands. I'm sure she wants you to get to know us better. Let us show you what the host club really is."

Hayuki looked at him in surprise. Tamaki had changed. Gone was his sweet talking, he had genuinely wanted her to be there. Maybe, it wouldn't be so bad, she should be more open-minded. She sighed. It's only one evening, who knows it might turn out good," she thought.

"Ok," she relented. Her answer sent Tamaki into happy overdrive. She was amazed at how fast his mood changes.

Tamaki grabbed Hayuki and spun her around cheering at the top of his voice.

'Good! Good! Very good!" he cheered, ignoring the startled glances he was getting from the other customers.

"Help! Oh my gosh! Someone help!" Hayuki blurted out in desperation. She tried to free herself but to no avail, Tamaki was spinning her around very fast, she was getting a bit dizzy.

Suddenly, Hayuki felt herself being lifted up into the air. She let out a short yelp as her wide eyes looked back at dark grey eyes. Her heart raced when her feet touched the floor, she looked down. Not daring to meet his eyes. Her face was red, she was sure of that. Tamaki was miffed,

"Mori-senpai…"

The twins exchanged glances. "Haven't we seen this before?" they said before shrugging.

Hunny looked from his cousin to Hayuki before cocking his head and let out a knowing smile.

'Fujioka, I am not paying you to be socialising here, get back to work!" Naruma's voice cut through the awkward moment.

Hayuki looked flustered, Naruma looked livid. She bowed quickly and apologised furiously and was about to walk away when Kaoru stepped in front of her and looked over her shoulder. Hayuki turned and her jaw dropped.

"Lovely lady, please do not blame Hayuki-san here. It was my entire fault for taking her away from her work. Please forgive her, if not…"A dramatic pause. "I would never be able to forgive myself for making you angry," Tamaki finished. Hayuki stared in horror. Was Tamaki hitting on her boss? Oh…this is not good. Not good at all…

Hayuki was about to say something when she heard a giggle. She shut her mouth immediately, her boss was giggling?

"It's ok, do not blame yourself! Fujioka! Please show these gentlemen our latest designs!"

Hayuki stared at her; she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her boss was falling for the host club's charms? Are they really so potent?

"H-hai!" Hayuki managed to sputter out before Naruma walked away.

Hayuki punched Tamaki in the arm, Tamaki's lower lip quivered. He looked scandalised.

"Don't do that, you can't always use charms to get out of every situation," she scolded; however she couldn't help but feel amused at what happened.

Tamaki immediately went to a corner to sulk and mumbled about not being appreciated. Hayuki blinked at him, he was such a drama king. Maybe she shouldn't have hit him, she was about to console him when she felt herself being dragged upstairs by the twins.

'W-what?" she asked bewildered as she looked at the twins who were flipping through the costumes at breakneck speed.

"Finding a costume for you. It's time to play dress-up!" The twins answered in unison before flashing Hayuki identical evil smiles.

Hayuki wondered what had she gotten herself into.

What sort of costumes do you think Hayuki should wear? No angels, vampires, princesses or fairies. please. It doesn't seem much like Hayuki style...

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