I decided to take a break from updating, what with the holidays, I've been spending a lot of time outdoors because it's actually sunny now! Yay! However I have made up for it with a longer oneshot :)

I'll be uploading less often because of schoolwork, revision for exams (urgh), and like I said it's the holidays, so me and my friends can go on adventures past out local town (today we went up to Camden for the first time in aaaages!) But sorry, I'm rambling. Once again, thank you so much for all the reviews! Your kindness warms my heart (^o^) XD

Blast from the Past!?

Looking back at a past you weren't part of is a funny thing.

You're connected to all those people, but seeing them before you knew them is a very strange experience. It kind of warms your heart but it also makes you long to see them in the days of old, just to see what they were like, if they were any different.

It makes you want to know them before you knew them.

***

I glanced around at my school- the elite Ouran High School for the wealthiest, most luxurious families. I had started a week ago, a first year student in class 1A. The highest ranking class, which I was quite proud of getting into not just for my wealth, but for my brains too.

It was bigger, grander and so overwhelming but I loved it, was excited about it- and I knew my friends from Ouran Elementary would look out for me, even if they were fairy over the top- hey I could be too sometimes.

And if sometimes, they got a bit too much, I'd hang out with my other classmates, whom I was quite popular with due to my charming natural good looks (sigh) and the fact that I knew the son and daughter of the most famous fashion partners in the whole word, and to top it off they often gave me free clothes, most of them pink, most of them I gave to charity shops (occasionally they'd give me something not-pink which I'd keep). And I knew seniors, the two most awesome karate kicking girls this side of Japan and the cool son of one of my dads partners.

Yes, Ouran High School was a good place, full of happiness, laughter- and occasionally your average teen drama to balance it out. Oh and of course, plenty of good old fashioned school work! I know my parents had wanted me to go here, but they had also said it was my choice…staring around, I thought to myself how could I not go here? To a place wrapped up in such lavish history it could fill up one of my beloved textbooks any day!?

…But…I don't know something about this afternoon, maybe it was the soft but pure white light caressing the air, the rich but blurred colours, the dancing dust particles, something about it was different. There was an odd calmness, a stillness, as if the very air itself was holding its baited breath just waiting for something spectacular to happen.

Climbing up the grand staircase, my feet light, as if I were floating rather than walking- I searched for a place to study. I enjoyed spending time with my friends but when it was time to study, they weren't the best of company.

'The third music room?' I glanced at the sign- something hazy flickering in my memory- and decided to enter, what could be the harm in it? 'ARGH!'

Well, a torrent of rose petals hit me in the face and caused me to fall on my ass, so there was the harm.

'Oh fair Mademoiselle, are you alright? I'm so sorry! Our rose machine is broken!'

I opened my eyes, still on the floor, and looked up- hand on my ass and everything.

'No it's alright, I shouldn't just waltz in to any random room so I'm-' I froze.

'Where are my manners? Here princess, let me help you up.'

I took his hand, amazed I was able to even move, and he pulled me to a standing position. Something was going screwy, maybe my friends were pulling a prank on me for talking about them too much. Either way, I was majorly freaked out, and mortified beyond belief.

'On behalf of the Ouran High School Host Club, I bid you- welcome!' He produced a rose from nowhere and presented it to me, 'please, won't you come inside?'

For some strange reason, I decided to actually follow him inside.

'Welcome!' came the chiming echo of six other people.

'Hey! A new customer!' Twins, they shoved their noses in my face and glanced at me with four identical eyes. Normally, one would have leapt backwards in fear, but I was used to this sort of behaviour- plus I was still too shocked to react properly.

'Hikaru, Kaoru, please don't shove your noses into the faces of new customers- we don't want to scare them away now do we?' A quick smirk, a scan from behind his glasses, a low chuckle and back to his clipboard.

'HIIII NEW CUSTOMER-CHAN! Would you like to eat cake with us?' A wide grin that covered half his face, with a cuteness factor that could cause widespread nosebleeds.

'Hi' Dark, slightly tussled hair, a stare that could make you pass out- if he gave you one of his preciously kept words, you'd feel like the most special girl in the world.

'Welcome to the Host Club, you seem a little freaked out, don't worry- you get kind of used to all the craziness around here.' A warm and true, gentle smile, friendly eyes that were completely focused on you in the present, and yet at the same time, distant-looking in a beautiful way, a sense of feeling both safe and comforted. A completely natural aura.

'So my dear Princess, who has caught your eye today? Which prince among gentleman do you find most suitable to your taste?' A sideways glace that made your heart flutter, genuine tears that could flow from his sparkling violet eyes, words that flowed from his mouth like cream pours over a the finest gateau. The most enthralling story teller ever born. The King.

These are all the things I had heard about the legendary Host Club.

I couldn't help it, but seeing the real deal, the shock of it all sent me into a fit of laughter.

'You're- you're not serious right?' I gasped through my giggles 'seriously? I mean really?'

I was met by their blank, confused stares- apart from one, who was looking at me with a sense of empathy, smiling slightly. I sighed.

'Ok, the jig is up, you can take off the uniforms now, I get it- you're joking. Haha, very funny, if you don't mind I'm off to study.' I made to turn around and exit.

'Ohhhh you want us to take off our uniforms do you?' One twin snaked their arm around me.

'Indeed, you certainly are forward! We like that quality in women' another arm from a different twin around my waist.

I screamed- this is definitely not what I was used to, at least not from them.

'G-GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME! You men are older, and shouldn't be doing such perverted things to a lady like myself!' I flapped my arms in frustration, speaking in a higher standard of language was a sign of me being either angry or freaked out, or both. I proceeded to point at them accusingly 'I told you! The joke is over, I want to study! I can't believe even you agreed to go along with this mum!'

'Mum?'

There was an frozen silence around the room, every head turned around to face a certain Host club member.

The blonde stalked up to the dark haired Host, eyes blazing with both fury and hurt.

'MUMMY, WHEN DID YOU ADOPT A JUNIOR PRINCESS? AND WHY DID YOU DO IT WITHOUT TELLING ME?!' He yelled over the top of the Host's clipboard.

'Eh?! No- that's not what…or who I meant!' My jaw dropped to the floor in shock. Did these people really not know who I was? They all looked back at me, still confused.

'Never mind…but…don't you guys recognise me at all?'

'No, you're new here, this is the first time we've met.' The natural said intelligently, and I felt a small sense of heartache all of a sudden, as if they had forgotten me…but they hadn't. I looked up at them all. They were shorter, younger, high school students.

I didn't know these people.

'So…this is really happening. You're really the Host Club. The famous Host Club?'

They all nodded in unison…cool but creepy.

'Well then.' I supposed I better make the most of this crazy situation, go with the flow as they say 'I'd be delighted to be a customer for the day.' I smiled slightly and laughed once more.

'Wonderful! So, once again fair maiden, who will be your prince today?' The King clapped his hands joyfully.

'Can I just look around for today? I'd love to see each and every one of you, just for today.' I didn't really feel comfortable picking a Host, for obvious reasons.

'Ah, an unsure princess- indeed, I hope this day aids you in deciding your type, should you ever wish to return, and my heart would most certainly soar if you did.'

I scooted further away from the King, both scared and amused, chuckling under my breath.

'So you really talked like that, even back then? I got to hand it to you d- Sempai, you really are surprising… but genuine, and that's a good thing about you.' I said to him with a sparkling sideways smile. He looked confused and I patted him on the back 'don't worry Sempai, you'll understand later.'

He beamed at me 'Of course Mademoiselle.'

And so I went, from Host to Host, spending time with each type, feeling quite special in the knowledge that I knew something they didn't. In short I was actually having a good time! Truth be told I had always wondered what it would be like to spend time with them like this, but of course never had believed it to be possible, but I supposed with people like these surrounding me on a daily basis, anything was possible.

'So, they come up to me, with this huge frilly pink dress and try to force it over my head like I'm their toy or mannequin or something, and naturally I'm out of there like a bullet! But I'm not always that quick, sometimes they get me, which is how I ended up in a big bunny suit for Easter one year.'

The Natural laughed with me, and nodded. 'Those two over there, they do that to me all the time, one time they put me in a bunny suit when it wasn't even Easter.'

'Oh yeah! Because someone spilt tea on the bunny- right?' I giggled whilst the Natural looked confused. I felt like I was being stared at, and saw from the corner of my eye- a pair of glasses looking my way, averted when they realised I was gazing back.

'How did you know that?' I froze in shock, I had put my foot in it- curse my frank ways!

'Urh…I' I decided to be honest, I didn't ever lie and wasn't about to start 'I've heard all sorts of stories about this Club, funny stories, fascinating stories, insane I-can't-believe-that-actually-happened stories, stories that touch my heart, honestly, I wouldn't even be here without those stories.' I folded my hands together, and looked at them with distant eyes. The Natural looked at me with a certain fondness and grinned.

'I guess word of mouth really is good for business, as some people say.'

'In a sense.' I grinned back '…you're not really a Prince though are you? You're a Princess, like me.' Now it was her turn to freeze 'I'm more insightful then most, and trust me- I'm the only one outside the Host Club and their allies that knows, and I won't tell ok?'

She looked surprised, shocked, but smiled nonetheless.

'Thank you.'

'Pardon me Mademoiselle, for interrupting you, but we are out of commoners coffee.' The Cool type approached us swiftly, elegantly and at the same time stealthily- In a way, I felt like an antelope being stalked by a creepy black haired lion.

'Oh, well then excuse me please, I'll go get some more. It was nice talking with you.'

'It certainly was insightful.' I smirked 'See you later…much…much later.'

With that the Natural left, leaving me in the company of the Cool type.

'I know who you are.' He said simply, casually.

'You do?' I looked back over to him.

'Yes, it is obvious, your unusual violet eyes, chestnut hair, the way you spoke so dignified when you became alarmed, the way you wanted to study and how easily you fit in with us? These idiots might not recognise it' he glanced at me and smirked 'but I knew in a heartbeat…certainly from the moment you referred to Haruhi as your mother.'

My breath caught in my throat.

'We've had fun today, but don't you think it's time you went back to a time when we can look you in the eyes, and you can see in them, the comfort of recognition? Hmm?'

I closed my eyes, smiling gently 'You're very wise Granny Kyoya.'

I saw him attempt, but fail, to prevent a twitch 'Do me a favour, please don't ever refer to me in that way ever again.'

'You always say that, and my answer is always the same- nope, too late.' I smirked evilly, flicking my index finger from side to side 'You have a problem with it? Take it up with my dad, he's the one that told me to call you it.'

'That idiot? Don't worry, I'll kill him. Then I won't have to deal with either of you.'

'And you're supposed to be cool?' I raised my eyebrow.

'Of course- but I digress, you should be on your way now right?'

'…I guess so.'

'Ah, new Princess, are you departing so soon?' The King approached us in a flourish.

'I'm afraid so.' I nodded sadly 'it's regrettable, I know.'

'I sincerely hope you return, with all my heart!' He replied as I made to leave.

Looking back, I suddenly saw them- all lined up together, the Natural having returned from her coffee-fetching excursion. I felt like I didn't want to leave, and I finally truly understood why I so often heard stories of this club, why it was always relayed to me with fondness and happiness.

'I promise, I definitely will come back here again, to the Host Club, I promise- with all my heart.'

And with that I closed the door on their smiling faces, with a beam across my own.

'See you soon Sakura-chan!'

***

The warm morning sunlight tickled and stroked my cheek and a moaned slightly as I separated myself from my dreams, opening my own eyes I turned over in my comfy bed and came to face with the photograph on my bedside table.

'Ah! Finally! We thought you'd never wake up!'

I yelled in surprise when I saw two people sitting, back to back, at the end of my bed with grins across their faces.

'WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE?!' I yelled pulling the covers up to chin level.

'Duh, it's the first day of the holidays Kura-chan!' They said in unison.

'You demonic cousins! Hiro-kun! Kari-chan! I'll kill you for scaring me that way!'

Kari, daughter of my Uncle Kaoru, looked at me with sparkling green eyes and smiled 'Ok, we're sorry for waking you, I just think that Hiro-kun really wanted to watch you sleep.'

'WHAT!? I did not!' Hiro, the son of my Uncle Hikaru, cried indignantly- his face as red as an embarrassed tomato.

Of course, they weren't really my Uncles- but all the former Host Club members insisted I called them Uncle (apart from Mum and Dad obviously…and Granny Kyoya). I thought of asking the Hitachiin cousins just how they managed to get into my room anyway, and then decided I was saner not knowing.

'You do realise if my Dad saw you in here Hiro-kun, he'll murder you.' I smirked, he turned away, still red, and muttered something which I couldn't quite hear.

'Aw, Uncle Tamaki's not all that bad, besides we bought over some dresses from our dads' spring collection for you to try on, no- no pink this time.' Kari-chan added when I gave her a look 'We were hoping you'd wear of them today when we go shopping, what do you say?'

'Sure, why not?' I shrugged 'Thanks'

'Ok we'll leave them on the bed for you to choose, personally I like the blue one with the butterflies on the shoulder- it looked like something that would suit you very well, and it's casual but pretty.'

'I still think you look good in pink, but your so adamant on not wearing it…' Hiro-kun sighed and then smirked 'don't worry we'll get you in something pink one day, I'm damn sure of it.'

'Right- of course you will.' I smirked back at him, both of us as stubborn as the other, as they both made to leave my room. I glanced back at the photograph on my bedside table. 'Hey guys.'

They looked back at me over their shoulders and did a simultaneous 'hmm?'

'When we stop for lunch- there's something I'd like to discuss with you in detail.' I said, still thinking about it as I talked, so my voice was quite distant.

'Oh tell us now!'

'What is it?!'

In my reflections, I had forgotten who I was talking to.

'Well…when we got back to school, I was thinking of starting a club.' I smiled to myself 'and that's all you need to know right now, so please get out of my room so I can change.' with that, I pushed them out my room into the hallway beyond, and closed the door behind me. I then proceeded to go back to my bed, and look at all the dresses the cousins had laid out and thinking of the dream I had had the night before.

Looking back at a past you weren't part of is a funny thing.

You're connected to all those people, but seeing them before you knew them is a very strange experience. It kind of warms your heart but it also makes you long to see them in the days of old, just to see what they were like, if they were any different.

It makes you want to know them before you knew them.

At least, that's what I think of when I look at the photograph of the Host Club on my dressing room table.

Now I decided it was time to create a 'past' I was part of.

Ok, don't hate me, I know this was more of a general oneshot than a romantic one, but I really have loads of ideas about their kids and I thought it was cute! And I promise much more TamaHaru in the next one, so please don't hate me!!!! XD please review, I'm thinking about making an actual story of the Host Clubs next generation! What do you think?

Until the next time!