I just wanna say GOD DAMN!

Which translates into, "I'm so sorry for not updating."

It's mainly my fault, because it was MY responsibility to write this chapter. Hitatchiin was allowed to just lay back and relax. I also came up with a stomach virus about three days after school let out for summer vocation (I threw up SEVEN times in one day, it was hell, and I literally ate nothing at all, because I already knew that I would just throw it back up). But that's no excuse for why I wasn't writing, because that was about 2 or 3 weeks ago.

Also, we've been hit with some ridiculous heat wave, and since heat rises, my whole family has taken refugee downstairs in my parents room. Which sucks because everything is UPSTAIRS. Hitatchiin, my brother and I have to sleep on the floor with pillows and blankets, and our parents go to sleep REALLY early, so we have to be quiet for the whole night, which is hard considering our brother is a four year old brat who demands food every 10 minutes and doesn't know the definition of 'whisper'.

So now that you've been forced and strapped down into a chair JUST so you could listen to what's happening in my life, I shall reward you with a long awaited chapter.

Chapter 24: Seiji's P.O.V

Kotaru.

Kooootaru.

Koooootaaaaaruuuuu.

God damn that's so fun to say.

It was now day 2 of our amazing plan, since we decided to make it last longer than just one day. I don't think we'll do the same thing tomorrow though, which is fine with me. This wig is a bit itchy, and I'm tired of acting like I have a stick up my ass most of the time.

The only real good thing about this whole prank is that the fangirls don't seem as venomous. Especially since they now think I'm in a romantic relationship with Fuji. Or at least struggling in one.

I sometimes wonder how different my school life would be like if I had just attended as a boy in the first place. Probably a lot like Haruhi's. Or, I wonder what my WHOLE life would be like if I was born as a real boy!

CRASH!

Before my mind could wonder into that wonderful idea, I felt my stomach drop suddenly, and a sudden pain in my ass.

Ok…WHAT THE FUCK!?

Within 3 seconds I'm suddenly on the ground, confused on what just happened. One minute, I'm sitting in my chair, and the next, it seems as if the front to legs decided to just go on vacation and just DISAPPEAR.

Result?

The chair gives out and I land on my ass.

I look back at my chair to see that all four legs are in fact still there. None of them were broken; in fact, the chair was perfectly fine. I definitely wasn't leaning back in my chair or anything, it was on ALL FOURS, so… what the actual fuck?

I heard a snicker to my left, and I sighed thinking that the whole class was now going to start laughing at me.

But instead, they're all just staring at me with worried gazes. I was confused at first, but then I remembered that I was Kotaru at the moment, and it seemed as if Kotaru was loved by the school, so OF COURSE my classmates would be worried.

But then, who was laughing?

I turn and see probably the only person who I could get away with killing at the moment.

Yuki sat there, a hand over her mouth as she looked out the window. Even though said mouth was covered, I was able to see her smile through her eyes.

"Bitch." I grumbled silently as I grabbed my chair and stood up. Her shoulders shook more, implying that she was laughing harder.

"Suzushima-san, are you alright?" The teacher asked, having stared at this whole scene in silence just like everyone else.

"Yes ma'am, I'm fine. Please continue." I smiled politely at her, making sure I pulled off the Kyoya-smile perfectly.

The teacher, buying it instantly, nodded and turned back to the board, moving on to the next problem. Other students stared a bit to make sure I was REALLY ok before they too turned back to the lesson.

Awwie, they all care about me!

Or rather, Kotaru, but oh well, it's still me! They just don't know it! HA!

I decided to confront Yuki LATER about the whole chair thing (I just KNOW she did it!) because I'm sure that the teacher would still be keeping an eye on me after that incident, and she would no doubt see me talking during class.

So, to pass the time, I read my new book, Slice of Cherry.

I remember seeing an old friend read this, and I happened to read one paragraph over her shoulder, and it mentioned blood and killing and I was instantly hooked. I asked where she got the book from, and she said the local library, but I was too lazy to actually ever go, so I never did end up getting that book. But then Fuji told me that I would need a book to read during my free time at school, so we went to the bookstore and looked in the Young Adult section for really gory stuff that I wouldn't get bored in. And lo and behold, there it was!

"That was so funny!"

What?

Who said that!? How dare they! My pain is not for their amusement, and how come that person, besides Yuki, is the only one who thought that was actually funny?

"Thanks." I heard Yuki's amused voice reply, and I could practically FEEL the smirk on her face.

I discreetly glanced over at my sister, wondering who the hell she was talking to. I saw her grinning over at a guy sitting in front of her, with dark black hair that almost looked blue in way. His bangs covered a good portion of his right eye, making him look just a tad gothic (NOT emo, because you can't really look emo unless you have cuts on your wrists, get it right people!).

All in all, he looked pretty different. I'm surprised I never noticed him before.

"I'm Akira Hatsuka, nice to meet you." Akira stuck out his hand, grinning, and I had to hold in a snort at how girly his name was, even though I haven't seen any girls with the name Akira.

"Daisuke Suzushima!" Yuki took it, also grinning.

"So it's your second day here, right?"

"Yeah, and my last. My cousin and I are going back to our old school tomorrow." She pointed her thumb over at me, not really looking at me at all.

"Oh? That's a shame. I'll just have to make sure that your last day here is your best day ever!" Akira cheered, and I was surprised that the teacher hadn't even noticed them talking, or anyone else for that matter.

I nearly cringed; it seems as if Yuki had found a best friend now. Albeit, one that doesn't even know her real name or gender and thinks that she's leaving tomorrow, but still, I feel as if those two will somehow team up against me these last few hours.

*.~.~.~.~.~.*

I trudged into my next class, my bag sagging off of my shoulder and my wig all messed up, though it still looked like it was my real hair. My glasses were knocked askew, and I nearly tripped when my vision suddenly doubled due my eyes looking halfway over the lenses.

"Are you ok, Kotaru-san?" I heard a nice and concerned voice ask me softly.

I quickly fixed my glasses and looked up to see my angel Haruhi, looking worried.

Resisting the urge to smile brightly, I nodded, "Yes," I coughed and cleared my throat, adjusting my glasses even MORE. "I'm fine. Thank you for asking."

"You sure?" Another voice asked, and I had to look down to see Kaoru already sitting as his desk, which I was evidently standing in front of. "You look as if someone just jumped you."

…I'm surprised he knows what jumped means; being a rich kid and all.

"No, I'm fine, trust me. It's just my idiot cousin has now made a new acquaintance, someone of equal idiocy as him." I stated blandly. I felt really sophisticated speaking like this, it's kind of like I'm a ruder version of Kyoya.

I made my way to my desk, which was in front of Haruhi's, which was next to Kaoru's desk, which was next to some random person who isn't really all that important. And it goes on and on…

I carefully set down my bag, and once I was finally seated, I resisted the urge to just smack my head down and fall asleep. I don't think I've ever experienced anything like this before, especially if Yuki caused it.

Her and that Akira kid are SO going to get it once I'm back to being Seiji.

"You look dead." Kaoru commented nonchalantly, getting out his notebook for class.

"Really? I hadn't noticed." I said, turning in my seat to face him better. This was probably something I would have said if I were myself too. The only difference was probably my voice.

"So, how come you guys are still here?" Haruhi asked, but then quickly added, "Not that we don't want you hear or anything!"

I gave her a small smile, "The idiot managed to somehow convince the principle to let us stay an extra day. Yuki and Seiji, those two girls who are at our school, didn't have a problem with it." In reality, Fuji just managed to 'convince' the principle to let us keep this up.

I use the term 'convince' VERY loosely.

GASP! Maybe THAT'S how Tamaki knows! Maybe the principle told him! They are related, aren't they?

"What was your old school like?" Kaoru asked me suddenly. I blinked, panicked internally for a bit, and then finally decided to reply.

"Not to sound rude, but why do you ask?"

"Knowing Seiji, she might exaggerate everything when she gets back, and knowing Yuki, she might not remember much and say it just went by like a blur." Haruhi answered.

I paused.

I don't exaggerate!

…That much…

"Well," I started, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms, giving off the look that I was recalling a memory or something. I decided to just describe my REAL old school instead of making up some crazy one off the top of my mind, "I should probably tell you that my school is actually based off of American schools."

Only one sentence and they both already seemed interested.

"Really?"

I nodded, "Instead of all of the different classes you have here, we have a total of four academic classes. The day basically goes like this. Homeroom, ELT, which was apparently Extra Learning Time, then 1st period, 2nd period, lunch, 3rd period, 4th period, and then a class called connections, which was clubs and extra courses, or just P.E if you weren't in a club."

"It sounds… short." Kaoru finally said after they both stared at me for a bit.

"Yeah, well, it's cuz you guys got a lot of shit going on in this school." Is what I WANTED to say, but instead, "Now that I think about it, our school ends an hour earlier than this one."

"What, really?"

I nod.

It seemed like the two wanted to ask more questions, but then the teacher came in. I was grateful too, because I feared that I wouldn't be able to keep up my act longer if I continued to talk to these two. I felt like I was sinking back into Seiji, since I was getting too comfortable with them.

Class continued on silently for a while, since we were just doing worksheets (really easy ones too, since it was English class). There was the occasional question from a student who didn't understand a certain pronunciation of a word, and even some whispers of those who were no doubt cheating.

Haruhi seemed to be the only one without struggles, which made me feel really proud. Part of the reason why she was so good at English is because Yuki and I taught her when we were little. Those English lessons also helped greatly with her scholarship.

So in a way, Yuki and I are part of the reason why she's here.

Because I AM HER FATHER!

Just kidding, I could never be as great as Haruhi's REAL dad.

That guy is amazing.

…GASP! I HAVEN'T EVEN SEEN HIM YET! WHY? DIDN'T HARUHI SAY THAT HE WAS GOING TO BE THERE THE DAY WE WENT OVER? HOW COME I DIDN'T NOTICE!

SHE LIED TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Ahem, sorry.

But seriously, I have to question her later.

When lunch FINALLY arrived, and I FINALLY had the chance to eat some nice expensive rich people food like a dirty little whore, I FINALLY got to question Yuki on her 'prank' earlier, FINALLY!

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I hissed once we sat down at an empty table, again not sitting with the hosts. My question was partly out of anger and partly an act.

Yuki blinked, fork and/or spoon (I don't really know) hanging from her mouth. She made a cute little 'hm?' noise that WOULD have made me glomp her had I not been someone else.

My sister can be so adorable sometimes, but not as adorable as Haruhi, of course.

"Well, other than the fact that I've been living with you my whole live, nothing really." She paused, "Well, I guess I AM a bit too lazy to the point where it's not considered normal, but…"

I cut her off, "No, not literally! I MEANT, why did you pull out my chair earlier?" I decided to drop the act a little, since Yuki was speaking normally, and I guess that meant it was safe.

"Oh, that? To keep up appearances of course." She shrugged, as if she WASN'T responsible for almost giving me a concussion.

I narrowed my eyes through my epic glasses and leaned back in my seat, crossing my arms, "Fine then, I guess I'll just have to pelt you with books." She stiffened, "To keep up appearances of course."

"Damn you for using my own words against me."

I smirked.

But then I had to force myself to drop it when I saw Fuji walking towards us. I then noticed that this action gained the attention of many more yellow buffalo, all of them watching in anticipation.

Oh God, try to imagination that if it was literal. Just REAL yellow buffalo sitting at tables wearing dresses. All of them watching something intently with popcorn and nosebleeds.

I hope I just mind raped you.

Wait, what?

"Hello." Fuji greeted, sounding like the typical guy that flirts with girls as he slid in the seat next to me. You know, it sounded like, "Heeelloooo." All drawn out and everything, and he sounded as if he liked what he saw.

Yeah, Fuji saying that makes me want to lol even more.

"God damn it." I muttered, for show as usual.

"You're not happy to see me?" Fuji pouted.

Must. Resist. Pinching. CHEEKS!

"After that stunt you pulled yesterday, no not really." I crossed my arms.

"Ko-chan,"

"Don't call me that."

"He's not that bad. I think you two would get along really well!" I knew that she was acting oblivious to the whole 'Futaru' thing (It's FUTARU, NOT KOUJI! Kouji makes it sound like I'M the seme) just so she can make it seem like Daisuke is oblivious.

Daisuke is supposed to think that Fuji and Kotaru are just close friends, and that Fuji ISN'T trying to seduce Kotaru in the most sadistic and perverted way possible, just to make Daisuke look like an oblivious idiot and we can all say, "Oh Daisuke!" in that classical sitcom way like ALL classical sitcoms do whenever a silly character does something silly, because it's their role, and we can all have a good 'ole jolly time doing it, even Mori, who would put on a bright grin and swing his arm joyfully along with the rest of us, even though I have never heard him talk and/or smile before, but who's to say that would stop him, because I'm pretty sure he's a soft teddy bear with a great sense of humor inside that will one day baffle and amaze us and then next thing you know, we'll be putting on shows on Broadway for Mori, and Hunny will be his little secretary, with the shades and blank face and everything, and then Mori will get too big-headed and start drugs like most celebrities, and Hunny would become worried, even though at this stage he would have become a mini-Mori himself and remained blank face while being worried, and the rest of the Host Club would just not be mentioned at any point because they had abandoned Mori once they realized that he was getting big-headed (that and they were a bit scared of his new personality), so they were off doing whatever they did, which was pretty obvious; Kyoya was in jail for being a murderer, Haruhi, Yuki, Fuji and I had moved to Russia and rented our own little house, Tamaki became a REAL king of a new country that he had created all by himself (with maybe some help from Kyoya the Murderer) and the twins lived a happy married life with little miniature versions of themselves (that Kaoru obviously gave birth to) running around their huge mansion and just being a huge disturbance to the twins' sex life, so all in all, if Yuki kept up the oblivious act, our whole future would be just fine, with the exception of Mori, who I'm not sure would make it alive.

How was THAT one?

Mind raped once again.

Anyways, back to the present and away from our amazing future, "Try saying that AFTER he blows into your ear." I hissed.

I bet you forgot what we were even talking about, huh?

"He just wants to be your friend." Yuki grinned like an idiot, and oddly enough, I was reminded of myself whenever I grin into the mirror because I feel like it.

Weird, right?

"Yeah, a friend." Fuji put his arm around my shoulders, leaning in a bit too close for Kotaru's comfort, but I, however, felt completely fine and undisturbed.

Wow, now it sounds as if Kotaru is a voice in my head or something.

…That would be EPIC!

I furrowed my brows to show my non-existent anger, slowly scooting away from Fuji's arm.

"Friend my ass." I would have LIKED to say, but then I tried to remind myself that I was KOTARU, so I couldn't really curse so bluntly like that.

INSTEAD, I went with, "Yeah right." With a scoff to add even more effect.

Fuji chuckled, and it sounded REALLY different from his giggle that he did when on his date with Yuuta. It definitely sounded deeper.

…I didn't even think his voice could GO that deep.

"You're so cute."

OH GAWD DAMN IT!

This time, the blush was real, because ERMERGERD FUJI IS SO AMAZING!

I wanted to giggle and wriggle around like a maniac, because HOLY SHITTER BALLS, HIS VOICE WAS DEEP AND CHARMING, AND HIS HAIR WAS JUST IN THE RIGHT POSITION TO COVER PART OF HIS EYES, AND HIS SMILE WAS SO AMAZING!

All it was missing was his OPEN eyes, and I'm pretty sure that if they were open, I would drop the act and glomp him.

100% sure.

But instead of spontaneously combusting in a giant pit of flames and blood, I stuttered out random shit and scooted further away, acting like the typical tsundere.

God damn, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna blow our cover by the end of the day. And I'm also pretty sure it's gonna be because of Fuji.

Yes, oh god, finally, IT'S OVER WITH!

I love this story so much, I can't describe it in words.

I had a witty closing for this, but I can't remember it (because my brother is asking for food obsessivley as I type this up and he keeps FARTING AND OH GOD IT SMELLS SO BAD!). Maybe I'll put it in in another chapter. But for now...

Ja ne~

-Creek