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Nagisa- Hello, readers! I am joined today by the story's main character, Miku!

Miku- Konnichiwa, everyone! I hope you're enjoying the story so far, and the plot is just about to get here. So sit tight, and enjoy some tea with us under the cherry blossom trees! *hands reader(s) cup of tea*

*Nagisa's POV*

We are picking up on the day after the last chapter. It is currently the middle of the school day. Episode eight (The Sun, the Sea, and the Host Club!) was not permitted a chapter in this story, due to all the chaos, and trouble it would take for a character insert. However, episode ten (A Challenge from Lobelia Girls' Academy!) is the basis of this chapter. Winter Rose does not own OHSHC.

Miku's POV

Class was basically over, and a few students were still just milling around the room. The Host Club wasn't active until a little later that day, so the twins and Haruhi were there too. I couldn't leave until the twins were ready to leave, which wouldn't be until after the club's activities. So I sat there, drawing in my notebook. Suddenly, I had an idea for a new school uniform for the girls. I quickly recovered my colored pencils and got to work. Basically, it was a white blouse with the Ouran emblem threaded on the left breast, the same tie the male students wore, except reverse colors, a black pleated skirt, purple stockings, and simple black Mary-Janes. It was drawn on a mannequin, and would look better on an actual person.

I heard Haruhi and the twins talking. They said the club was out of instant coffee, and that she had to go buy more. When she asked why she had to get, they said it was because she was the only commoner, and only she knew where to buy it.

"Not true, what about Miku?" she retorted.

"She doesn't buy instant coffee, so she doesn't know where to get it," Hikaru told her.

It's true; my family doesn't really drink coffee at all. "But the Cultural Club Exposition starts soon," Haruhi complained.

"Yeah, but it's not mandatory. So if you're not interested, you don't have to go!" Hikaru said.

"And with that being said," Kaoru began.

"Be careful out there!" the twins finished together.

I stood up and packed my notebook and pencils away. Haruhi hadn't left yet, she was still outside talking to some other girls in our class. The Cultural Club Exposition didn't interest me in any way, shape, or form, so I was about to offer to go with Haruhi. But before I made it out the door, the twins linked their arms through mine and waltzed me in the other direction.

"So, Miku, what were you drawing?" Kaoru asked.

"Yeah, we were curious about it," Hikaru tacked on.

I shrugged my shoulders and disconnected myself from them. "Nothing, really. Just an idea for a new female uniform."

"Oh, that's right."

"You're not very fond of the uniforms you have to wear now."

I nodded my head in agreement, and the three of us walked to Music Room 3. When we arrived, all of the boys were attempting to put on some sort of armor. Kyoya was already done, as he was sitting on the couch reading. Mori was pretty close, only having to put on the torso pieces. But he dropped everything to help Honey into his costume. Tamaki was struggling with the arm plates, asking Kyoya for help, and then being rejected. When he spotted the three of us, he dropped the costume parts and rushed over. Tamaki thrust matching costumes at the twins and commanded them to go change. They saluted him and shouted, "Yes, boss!" and ran off to the changing rooms.

"Where's Haruhi?" he asked quickly.

"Um, she went to get some more coffee. She should be back soon," I told him.

"Okay, we'll just have to start without her. You can wait over there, if you want."

"Alright."

The twins came out a moment later wearing blue uniforms of some sort with floppy blue hates that had feathers on them. I couldn't help but laugh a little as I went to sit down. My notebook fell out of my bag, and I ended up drawing some more. After a minute, a shadow fell over me. Tamaki appeared with a lost expression on his face. He held up the arm plates. With a sigh, I closed my notebook and stood up to help him with his costume.

When I finished, all the boys took their places, for it was almost opening time. The twins stood behind the couch, an arm around each other, and Mori stood off to the right, a sword resting on his shoulder. Kyoya sat in front of him, his book still in his hands, and one elbow propped up on the arm of the couch. Honey stood in front of the couch, cuddling Usachan in one arm. Tamaki stood on the other side of the couch a hand on his hip.

The doors opened, revealing two girls in a different school uniform. "Welcome, ladies!" the guys said cheerfully, spreading out their free arm, and Kyoya only looking up from his book.

"Well, well, well," Tamaki started, raising his sword. "I see you girls are from another school. I certainly hope we haven't startled you. We love first-time guests." I watched as he waltzed over to the two girls, his white and red armor clanking along. "I'm glad you've come, princesses." He swept his arm out gracefully as he told them, "My darlings, even if the world were to be destroyed, I'd put my life on the line as your faithful knight and servant!" And with that, Tamaki knelt on the ground in front of them, as if the two were royalty. "I will protect you."

The taller girl looked to the side, a smug expression on her face. "Oh my. Do you really think you'll be able to protect us? That's awfully arrogant of you. Wouldn't you agree?" she then turned to look at the rest of the club. "You think that's what a woman wants to hear? Well you're wrong."

Tamaki looked up at her with a confused expression. The other girl smirked slyly. "Come on give them a break, sister Suzuran. Men are just lowly life forms who don't care about anything but perpetuating their testosterone leading image. By 'protecting us' he's just attempting to disguise the fact that he is weak and unable to protect himself."

"You're such a clever girl, Hinagiku."

Tamaki stood up and rested his sword on his shoulder. Though I'm sure the comment stung, he smiled anyway. "Don't you think that's a little harsh?" He shrugged off his own rhetorical question, and asked them, "Fine then, what do women like you want to hear?"

"Maybe something along the lines of, 'I would never leave my lover alone,'" a new voice chimed. I craned my neck past the two girls and Tamaki to the doorway. A taller woman with a short haircut and the same uniform as the other girls. She waved at her classmates with a confused Haruhi in her free arm. With that, she began spinning Haruhi around, speaking of how they'd fight together and die together. "My, love," she said to Haruhi, and kissed her hand. I decided right then that she had a crush on my best friend, and that I hated her. Her classmates walked over to her and Haruhi.

"Benibara, we thought you'd never show," the tall one, Suzuran, told her. What are we going to do with you? So tell us where you found this lovely young lady."

I stopped listening at that point in time, because Honey came over to me. "Miku-chan, will you help me out of this? I don't think we'll need these anymore."

I smiled and assisted him with the magenta colored metal suit. But before much of the armor was off, Tamaki started yelling at the girls. We both walked over the see what was happening, only for the tall woman to punch him, and him crawl backwards towards the couch. Mori held out a teddy bear to him in an effort to calm him down. "She punched me!" Tamaki squealed, holding his cheek. "She's so violent!"

"Get a hold of yourself!" Honey told him.

The three mystery girls stood in front of me and the hosts. "Guess the rumors I heard were true; you boys are just a bunch of little punks with no sense between you," Benibara told them.

I went to defend them, but Kyoya pushed up his glasses and asked if they were from the Lobelia Girls' Academy. With a smile, Benibara told him that they were and she and the other girls tore their uniforms off, revealing weird costumes. Suddenly, the roomed darkened, and a single spotlight shown on the leader. "Lobelia!" she sang out. Then another spotlight appeared on Suzuran.

"Lobelia!" she sang higher.

"Lobelia!" the third repeated in a soprano tone as a light poured onto her.

With a lily flower in her mouth, Benibara lifted her fedora, and introduced herself. "Saint Lobelia Academy. High school second year."

"Lobelia!" all of the girls chimed.

"Second-year student," Suzuran introduced herself as well.

"Lobelia!" they chimed higher. And the last girl introduced herself as a first year student. Then the three sand "Lobelia!" in their highest pitch.

"We are the members of Saint Lobelia's White Lily League. Also known as…" Benibara started. She threw her hat off into the room, and a bunch of flowers appeared. Then they were blown away by a mysterious wind, revealing their new costumes. "The Zuka Club!" they chorused together. The hosts seemed confused by the girls. I stepped away from the group, as not to be mistaken for a member. After a moment, it seemed to sink in. We had the Host Club, and then the Zuka Club.