December… when hints of holy height tinged the northern winds…

"Come on!" I shouted, running down Ouran's massive hallways. I've been with the host club for a while now.

It's already turning to winter and Tamaki's still a nut, the twins are always up to something, Kyoya's forever the king of evil, Hunny is my sweets eating companion, and Mori is for the most part the gentle giant.

Haruhi herself has come and visited the club a couple times. She's not a regular, but she appears here and there. She usually books me and asks how my day was. This was mainly the only time Haruhi and I spoke to one another. Sure in some classes we sat next to each other, but we never talked.

Oh and so you know everyone in Ouran knows Haruhi's a girl, and that I'm her older twin brother. Haruhi also has gotten a girl's uniform. She looks more girly when she wears it. On the down side Haruhi complains, saying the dress was uncomfortable. Not that I could blame her, the dress looked awful.

I strided up the large stair case and opened the 3rd music room's doors

At the end of the northern hallway, top floor of the south wing

I opened the double door and found myself in the tropics…

"Welcome." The host club greeted, expecting their guests.

My eye twitched wildly as I plopped down in Tamaki's corner. "Why are we in the tropics?" I muttered scraping away the paint on the wall with my pointer finger's nail. "Just when I finally got away from summer… God must be out to get me…"

"Uh Oh!" the twins mixed voices said sarcastically, "Harou's losing it! And just when we were gonna have customers come in."

I glared at the hosts, an irk mark on my cheek, "What's wrong with you guys? It's mid-December! It should be cold!"

Tamaki ignored my complains and smirked showing he was gonna go off on a rant, "When it's blistering cold outside, then it's time to offer a warm, inviting climate inside! Furnaces and humidifiers work wonders!" Tamaki got out of his chair and walked over to my side, "Anyway , a man must not hide his Superb physique under unflattering layers! We will usher the kittens into our embrace of Polynesia in the dead of winter… their private paradise… an oasis of well scented men!" Tamaki put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into a side hug, "Could a true gentleman do any less." Tamaki asked, sparkles surrounding him.

"Meh, I guess not…? But even so…" I muttered, "layers seem more appropriate than none at all… besides instead of wasting your copeus amount of money on heating, we could just buddle up!"

"We cannot! This is the month we try to outdo ourselves for that most sub line event… the HOST CLUB CHRISTMAS PARTY!"

My eye twitches hearing the word 'party.' I was never a social person, nor did I enjoy being near people I didn't know very well… Of course the host club will always be an exception.

The private Ouran institute… where lineage is king, and money is consort! To sum it up, those with wealth… Have time on their hands. The host club is a place where six such idlers, handsome as the devil… And a poor scholarship student who owes them… 100,000,000 dollars, present a unique and 'elegant' form of entertainment

Here I stood in the host club, where tropical trees littered around the pink room. Tamaki was flirting shamelessly with his guests per usual.

Hikaru and Kaoru did their brotherly love act, making the girls that were sitting with them to blush and squeal.

"Teehee hee heeee!" The girls with the twins squealed in delight, "Polynesian style brotherly love! Divine!"

I looked back at the guest as I stood beside Kyoya, "… Seems like the girls really enjoy this…"

"Why yes. A little heat and a little skin is a potent combination." Kyoya explained, "One early idea was dressing up as Santas'… but then there was that coffee-table book on the tropics, tactfully placed for ready viewing…"

I glare at Kyoya thinking threatenly to myself. 'It's your fault! If it weren't for you this place would be cool! And we'd be wearing red!'

I sat back down with my guests but watched Mitsukuni and Takashi for a moment. "Takashi! Takashi!" Hunny called to his cousin. The small blonde walked over to Mori and Climbed up his side slipping a lei over his neck, "We Match!"

I looked back at my guest as a girl asked, "Where's your tropics outfit Harou-Sama? I wanna see it!"

I smiled sheepishly at the girls, "I'm sorry! I'm not a fan of showing much skin!" I gave the girls an apologizing smile, "But, I hope you'll enjoy our other cosplays we do!"

"I'm sure we will!" all the girls chorused together.

"So what do you girls wish for the holidays?" I asked politely

"Well I wish for snow on Christmas!"

"I want to hear you sing for us Harou-Sama!" a girl with short hair said, a heavy blush on her cheeks.

"Oh yes!" the girl's friends cheered, "Harou-Sama please sing for us!"

"I'm sorry…" I said a light blush on my face for embarrassment, "I can't sing for you today… Maybe, um next time!"

The girls were obviously disappointed, but they smiled in understanding.

"Excuse me…" a voice cut in, "It's almost time for your next request, isn't it?" the girl asked

"yeah, I guess" I said looking down at my request sheet, "Um… Your name is…?"

"Kanako Kasugazaki, second year, class B." Miss Kanako said walking up to my table, "You are a pretty one, aren't you. "Kanako said tilting my head back gently with her soft hand, "well then Harou… I think I'll make you my new favorite."

The host club is closed for the day and everyone's just hanging around. Of course with the event's that happened earlier a certain flamboyant blonde was down in the dumps.

"Simply unacceptable!" Tamaki shouted, slurping on his commoners ramen.

I raise an eyebrow at Tamaki, 'What his problem?' I asked myself as I sat with the other hosts.

"Lord, will you lay off the Prole ramen and help finalize our party plans?!" Hikaru asked, "It's only a week away!"

"Really though, why are you so yanked off that Miss Kanako chose Harou?" Karou asked Tamaki

The sulking blonde ignored Hikaru and Kaoru's comments, and continued at eat his 'prole ramen.'

I walked over to the lord of darkness (Aka: Kyoya) and asked, "Why's Tamaki sulking over Miss Kanako becoming my guest?"

"Simple" Kyoya said pushing up his slipping glasses, "Miss Kanako has the host hopping disease. Normally regulars seek the company of a specific host… But Miss Kanako switches favorites every once in a while. She's run through everyone at least twice."

I sweat drop at Kyoya's information, 'how could someone come here willingly, and switch though all the hosts? The poor girls acting like a whore….. And I'm her next victim…' I cried mentally, just thinking of how Miss Kanako's going to treat me. I could just imagine her acting all clingy and holing my arm. I shake my head, clearing away those dreadful thoughts, "Wait…" I said, looking at Tamaki, "Was Miss Kanako your customer, before she came to me?"

"Shut up!" Tamaki shouted, "Want to see my precious son Harou to look as he was."

"What are you talking about Bakami?" I asked glaring at Tamaki fearing the worst.

Tamaki ran over to chest that just happened to magically appear the chest was labled 'King's personal Articles' "Daddy wants… Daddy wants…" Bakami muttered, looking through the chest, "To see you as you were—Like this!" Tamaki shouted, pulling out an enlarged picture of not me in the beginning of middle school, but Haruhi. I glared heatedly at Tamaki, didn't he realized that was my sister?!

"You IDIOT! That's HARUHI, my SISTER! Are you BLIND?!" I shouted my face red with anger.

Tamaki's eyes widen in shock, hearing the raw anger in my voice, "It's Haruhi?" Tamaki asked, looking down at the picture with sad eyes.

I sigh and shake my head, "Yes, that's my younger sister Haruhi. I really don't see how you could mix us up. We look nothing alike."

Tamaki pouted, then ran up and hugged me, "I'm sorry Harou!" he cried, "I'm such a bad father!"

"Whatever…" I muttered glaring at the wall. I couldn't believe it! It's happening again! Everyone's complete idiots! Everyone's mistaking me for Haruhi, Even Tamaki… And I thought he might notice we're different, that I only wish to leave this STUPID shadow of Haruhi's. If I don't… I don't want to find out the outcomes…

Sorry if this chapter's not the best. but i still hope you enjoyed it. please don't flame me and R and R