'It's pink...' was the only thing Nagisa could think while looking over her new school. Just why did Nagisa decide to enroll at Ouran again? Ah, right, because nobody would ever think that someone of the 3-E class of Kunugigaoka, the End Class, would ever be able to get accepted in Ouran Academy. Yeah, now everything made sense to her again.

'Ok, here goes nothing' Nagisa thought, taking a deep breath before she started walking towards the building.

After the death of Korosensei, and the graduation of Kunugigaoka, Nagisa went through her options all over again. She had been accepted at the high school she wanted, but Karasuma-sensei had offered the class another option, since they had saved the world and all. He offered them the chance to enroll at the most prestigious high school in Japan, Ouran Academy. He said it was 'less than what they deserved, but that they could take it if they wanted'. Nagisa was the only one to accept, since she had plans that would be benefited with her attending at Ouran.

So here she was now, wandering across the halls looking for her class. It would be 1-A, but her intelligence, Korosensei's teachings, and a bit of Karasuma-sensei's help had gotten her into 2-A, a whole year ahead. If Nagisa needed to be honest with herself, she was kinda proud of it. With that she had proven to the world that the End Class were more than a bunch of losers.

Nagisa's face lit up when she saw the sign at the door showing a glamorously written 2-A. The bluenette had come across at least fifty doors, and only four of them were classrooms. What kind of school needed not one, nor two, but three kitchens? And none of them were even attached to the cafeteria!

Ok, so her class last year had a whole mountain to themselves. This was an entirely different thing. The mountain was meant to be a punishment, 'cause you had to actually climb it to get to class, and Nagisa could assure anyone it was hell in winter. But this school was a freaking castle! Why would anyone—besides British wizards, have a castle for a school?

'Damn these rich bastards...' Nagisa thought to herself before entering the class.

Besides her, the classroom was empty. She was the first one of the class. Well, her new flat was just down the street, so it only took her five minutes to get there. And because it was the first day, Nagisa chose the seat she like the most, at the front, but beside the window. Just like last year.

Willing to wait, Nagisa took out her phone to check if she had gotten any new messages, and of course she had. Her friends had the habit of talking like, always. 90% of the time it was just messing around, memes, and just to annoy the others with the sound of the notifications, but it was still funny, even if Nagisa herself was one of the most usual subjects to mock about.

So, everyone was just talking about their new schools. Most of them enrolled along with at least another person of the E class, and only Karma and herself were all by themselves. But Karma was at Kunugigaoka's high school with Gakushuu to compete with him—and honestly, to pass the time and hang out, so Nagisa was sure he would be just fine.

Nagisa replied with a text saying how unnecessarily big it all was and snapped a picture of the classroom before sending that too. Then, she put her phone back inside her pocket and took out a Sonic Ninja comic to read before class started.

That's how her new classmates found her when they finally started entering the class, and while the bluenette looked totally focused on her comic, she was analyzing everyone as they passed the door, noting how they walked, stood, and talked. Just that gave away a hell lot of useful information, 'cause now Nagisa knew which ones of them where superficially rich, and therefor people she really didn't want to be friends with.

Nobody made an attempt to sit next to her, and Nagisa didn't bother about the issue. She didn't really care, so she just let it be. Her classmates left her alone, and she was okay with that.

At least that was before a cheerful blonde crossed the door.

The guy was obviously half European at least, his features were occidental. French, maybe? Nagisa wasn't quite sure, but her instinct and her training with Bitch-sensei told her she was right. He was tall, above average, and had purple eyes. Weird, but still pretty. He was handsome, Nagisa had to admit that.

Like everyone else, he looked at Nagisa, obviously noticing her blue hair and the fact that he had never see her before. But instead of just ignoring her, the blond guy came near her with a big, blinding smile, and when he was close enough, he decided to actually talk to her.

"Hello! I've never seen you around. Are you new?" that was in fact obvious, but Nagisa ignored it because the blond was making the effort to talk to her.

"Yeah, I just skipped a year because of my grades; that's why you've never seen me before." Nagisa answered with a small smile, deciding that the boy wasn't bad. "I'm Shiota Nagisa, but everyone just calls me Nagisa."

The blond boy smiled even more widely, causing his purple eyes to close a bit.

"I'm Suoh Tamaki, at your service Nagisa-kun." internally Nagisa made a face at the '-kun' but let it go. It wasn't that much of a bother anyways, and she wasn't even wearing the girls' uniform—'cause really, just looking at it made her sick, so he had an excuse.

"Thanks? I guess." Nagisa laughed a bit, not knowing exactly what to do next.

Fortunately, she never found out. Just when the silence was starting to get a bit awkward, another boy entered the classroom. Unlike Tamaki, he had black hair and glasses. He was almost as tall; only an inch and perhaps a half shorter. Compared to Nagisa, they were both giants anyways. But if measured to that small height... well, almost anyone was a giant compared to Nagisa. She was a midget, and even if she had hopes of growing a bit in the years to come, it wasn't likely. It sucked, but sadly, she had learned to live with it. With someone like Karma as her best friend, she was already used to being the short one.

Anyways, at the sight of the black-haired boy Tamaki instantly beamed happily, making his way towards him before greeting him with enough energy to light up all of Tokyo. Was it even possible for a human being to have that much energy this early? Nagisa didn't think so, and apparently, neither did that other guy, who just decided to generally ignore the blonde boy and take out a black notebook and a laptop instead.

'Smooth' thought Nagisa, a bit amused when he simply opened the laptop and began typing.

Nagisa was all alone again, so she took her comic once more and resume her reading, this time with no interruptions until the class began.

She was the new girl, all of these students knew each other since kindergarten, or at least last year. And for that reason, Nagisa had to stand up, walk to the front of the class, and talk about herself. Just perfect, right?

"Hi, I'm Shiota Nagisa, but you can just call me Nagisa. I'm fifteen, but I skipped a year. That's all, I guess." Nagisa introduced herself with an awkward smile. After the homeroom sensei let her go back to her seat the class continued as normal.

It was English for the first period, and Nagisa already knew the language very well thanks to Bitch-sensei, who had been teaching her various languages since Korosensei's death. It would be necessary anyways, and she liked it, so she wouldn't complain. For that reason, Nagisa just pretended to be paying attention to class, and instead she quickly finished the activities and looked around to watch all of her classmates.

She soon realized that at least 70% of the students were just there to have fun and make acquaintances. And the teachers didn't say anything because the students were all extremely rich and powerful! Damn those rich bastards...

The bell rang, and Nagisa walk to the front desk and gave her sheet to Himaru-sensei, who just looked at her a little surprise before folding it with the rest of them. Surely, she didn't really think she would be able to catch up that easily. Yeah, right.

Nagisa spent the twenty-minute break to wander around her classroom, trying not to get too far so she wouldn't get lost. Of course, that was the first thing that happened.

"Great, I have no idea where I am." Nagisa mumbled to herself. How was this even possible? Half a second ago she was, like, five meters away from her classroom, and now she was... she didn't know where she was. Oh, joy.

Defeated, and deciding to at least try to get back to class before the break was over, Nagisa kept walking, looking for a sign she had already seen, or something. What she found was better... maybe.

"Hey!" Nagisa, distracted looking at the wall, jumped a few feet in the air with the sudden noise, and the boy—well, she wasn't sure, it may have been a kid—laughed cheerily. "I'm sorry for startling you. It's just that I've never seen you before, and your hair is just soooo awesome!" said a short boy in the high school's male uniform. He was with another guy, a total giant who also wore Ouran's prestigious uniform. "I'm Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but you can call me Honey, and this is Morinozuka Takashi, but everyone calls him Mori. Nice to meet you!" Honey introduced himself and his friend boisterously.

"Ah." that was the only thing she got from the giant—Mori.

"My name is Shiota Nagisa, but everyone just calls me Nagisa." the bluenette smiled, a bit overwhelmed by the cheeriness that Honey had, a total opposite of his companion, who could have been a statue or something.

"Ok, Nagi-chan!" chirped happily Honey, and Nagisa couldn't help but to think it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen in her entire life. "You seem a little lost. Where are you trying to get to?" asked him and Nagisa felt like all her problems were solved. A kind soul was going to help her!

"Oh, I... I was investigating a bit, trying to get to know my surroundings, but I kinda got lost somehow... I'm trying to get to 2-A class." said her, chuckling a bit. Yeah, she sounded like a total idiot. Great.

"Oh, that's suuuper close! Come on, we'll show you!" and with that the three of them started walking again, and Nagisa felt like slamming herself against the wall. She had just needed to turn right at the end of the hallway? Ok, she was definitely going to need a map to walk around this place.

When they came across the other students, Nagisa was able to breathe again. She kind of hated being late to class, Korosensei made school so great that she didn't want to miss any of it. And the habit just stayed, she supposed. Even now, Nagisa felt compelled to attend class.

"Thank you so much, you guys saved my life." Nagisa bowed her head gratefully, and Honey just laughed a bit, while Mori just... stood. Nagisa supposed it was a common thing for him.

"It was nothing, Nagi-chan! We needed to talk with Tama-chan and Kyo-chan anyways." Honey answered with a little shrug. Nagisa wasn't sure who the people he mentioned were, but it was none of her business, so she let it be.

"Oh... well, then, see you around, I guess." And with that they parted ways, not knowing that her words would soon come true. But that was later.

Nagisa returned to her class, sitting at her desk just before the bell rang. Relieved, the bluenette took out her notebook and a pen. Her next class was Math, one of Karma's favorites. And unfortunately, one of her worst subjects. With Korosensei it had become a bit easier, but still, she would be happy when it was over.

The rest of her day passed quickly. She ate her homemade lunch in the classroom, messaged a bit more with her friends, and finished the homework her new teachers had given them for the next day. At the end of the day she headed home, made dinner, watched some TV, and slept. That same routine continued for more or less three weeks, and Nagisa was actually happy about it.

But everything changed one day, after school. She was actually prepared to leave for the day when two people stopped her.

"Nagisa-kun! Wait!" Nagisa looked back as Suoh Tamaki and Ootori Kyoya reached her side. Nagisa tilted her head a bit, waiting for them to say what they needed to say so she could go home. Apparently, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Huh? Suoh-kun, Ootori-kun, what's it?" she asked curiously. That was her first mistake.

Nagisa soon realized she should have just ignored them and gone home, 'cause now she was being half-dragged half-pushed towards the pink school again, and no matter what she did to free herself, it didn't work. She had been taken without notice, and the two boys where strong giants. She had no chance right now. So Nagisa just let them direct her through the halls, not really knowing where she was being dragged to. Well, she would find out soon anyways.

"Sooooo... could you tell me where we're going?" tried Nagisa when she got tired of the silence. "'Cause y'know it's kind of rude to kidnap me, right? I mean, it's not like you could actually do something to me or anything, but still, not nice." she said, and while Tamaki looked like he would be starting to cry—why she had no idea, Kyoya just raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"We wanted to ask you a question, Nagisa-kun." Kyoya finally answered, not even looking at her.

"And you really needed to kidnap me for that? You couldn't have, I don't know, asked perhaps? Just a thought." Nagisa grumbled sarcastically. Because really, what kind of normal people kidnapped someone to ask a question? Apparently, these two rich boys.

Nagisa didn't know they were (by anyone's standard) not even slightly normal, but at the time there was no way for her to fix her ignorance.

They suddenly stopped in front of some double doors. The sign said it was the Music Room #3. Okay, the school had at least three music rooms. Nagisa couldn't say she was surprised by it anymore...

Tamaki opened the doors, and the sudden light blinded Nagisa for a second. When she was able to see again, she saw four boys and a girl dressed as a boy standing in front of the door and rose petals were falling from the ceiling. She noted that two of them were the boys who helped her on her first day, Honey and Mori.

Both second years had reunited with their group, so she was finally free. Nagisa didn't waste her chance again. The rose petals and cheesy set up was just a little much…

"Okay, I'm out." And with those succinct words, she turned around and started walking.

What kind of weird thing was that? She had heard some rumors, something about a Host Club with Ootori Kyoya and Suoh Tamaki as members, but that was all. Nagisa didn't even know what a Host Club was exactly, because if it was what she thought it was...

Well, the bluenette wasn't sure if it was legal to have that kind of club in a school. She also didn't necessarily want to be associated with it, legalities aside.

"Wait, don't go, Nagi-chan!" When Nagisa heard Honey's sweet voice again, she turned around. That was her second mistake.

The two redheads in the group took her by the arms, and they dragged her inside the music room. Meanwhile Tamaki closed the door so she couldn't leave that easily. Great, now she was trapped. Well, not really. The windows with those long, expensive, sturdy curtains looked rather pretty right now…

"Alright, ask me your question so I can go home. I really need to do something today." Not really, she just wanted to not be here.

Well, Nagisa did have to do something... but it wasn't necessary to finish it that day. She wouldn't meet Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei until Friday, and it was just Wednesday, so she had time.

"Wait, you dragged him against his will!? That's not ok, guys!" said the girl in boys' clothes.

'At least one of them is nice' Nagisa thought. She wasn't one to throw stones at others, but why was she in the boys' uniform? She was obviously a girl. Oh well, who knew. She liked the boys uniform better too. Better not toss any stones then…

Tamaki seemed happy enough with her excuse.

"We wanted to ask you if you would join the Host Club." Before Nagisa could disillusion him of his assumption, Tamaki charged ahead. "Well of course, we know you would, who wouldn't want to..." Nagisa cut him off before he could get any farther.

"No. Can I go home now?" Nagisa raised an eyebrow towards them. Tamaki seemed flabbergasted for a moment before a dark cloud appeared over his head. The blond receded into the corner to sulk and grow mushrooms. "Is that normal?" she asked the others in the room. They just nodded. The other members of the Host Club were used to their king's antics by now.

"But-but why? Why don't you want to be a part of the Host Club?" whined Tamaki at Nagisa. He had come halfway out of his corner and looked at her sulkily. Nagisa shrugged nonchalantly.

"It's not really my thing. I mean, I don't even know if it's legal to have a Host Club in a school. Secondly, even if I wanted, and I don't, I don't have time for it, I have... classes after school." It was somewhat true. She didn't have classes, but Karasuma-sensei often gave her assignments for her to work on her abilities and have fun. "And third, even if the other two reasons weren't there, I can't be a part of the Host Club." Nagisa tried to appear apologetic even if she didn't really feel sorry for it.

Well, Honey's face made her feel a bit bad, but otherwise she didn't feel sorry.

"Why wouldn't you be able to be in the Host Club, Nagisa-kun?" asked the only other girl in the room, and Nagisa smiled a bit.

"Because I'm a girl, of course. I thought you would notice; you're a girl too." Nagisa chuckled at the faces everyone had. Well, except for Mori. He didn't seem surprised... or mad... or anything at all really.

Even Kyoya-kun seemed a bit surprised. Surely, he hadn't thought Nagisa wouldn't notice? The Ootori had obviously known Nagisa was a girl. He was too clever to have missed it. Tamaki, on the other hand... yeah, he was close to a heart attack. Or maybe a seizure?

"Nagisa! You're a girl?!" Tamaki cried out, forgetting to use honorifics with the shock. He certainly wouldn't be calling her -kun now that he'd been proven wrong.

"Yeah." answered Nagisa with a small smile. Amusement bubbled softly in her heart at the Host Club's display of surprise.

"But then, why do you use the boys' uniform?" The twins asked in harmony. Creep.

Nagisa still didn't know their names.

"'Cause have you seen those things? It's horrible! And so uncomfortable like you wouldn't believe. In middle school, I used the boys' uniform as well, and no one ever said anything to me. So, then I asked the chairman if I could use this one and he agreed." The bluenette said with ease, touching her hair out of habit. It was styled in her signature pigtails. Even when she was living on her own and her mother wasn't all over her because of her hair, she didn't cut it. Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei had convinced her not to. Bad for business, they said.

"Oh, that makes sense..." said the little blonde, and his giant friend just nodded. "But if you don't want to use the girls' uniform, why can't you be a host? Haru-chan does the same thing." asked Honey, and 'Haru-chan', the other girl, just coughed. Something was telling Nagisa that it was more than just that.

"Well... I don't know, what do you guys do here?" Nagisa wasn't sure about the whole thing. She didn't really want to be a part of the club, but she didn't hate the idea either. Ah, choices, choices...

"Basically, we serve tea and chat sweetly to girls. That's all, really." The brown haired cross-dresser girl, 'Haru-chan' answered, causing the king of the club to start sulking again. He started whining about how the Host Club was a lot more than that, but Nagisa ignored it. She was getting good at tuning him out.

"And why are you here, then?" Nagisa asked. She was curious about the girl's obvious unenthusiastic view on being part of the Host Club.

"I have a debt to pay. It's a long story." Nagisa nodded and didn't pry. It wasn't any of her business if the brunette wanted to keep it private.

"Okay," Nagisa agreed to the surprise of the Host Club. "I'll join your Host Club. I don't really have anything else to do." Nagisa shrugged.

Kyoya frowned at that. Something wasn't lining up here.

"But you said you had something to do after school, Nagisa-san." Kyoya said, catching the lie. Nagisa chuckle, a bit startled by the '-san'. Most people really did just call her Nagisa.

"I half-lied. I just wanted an excuse to keep from joining the club. But that's settled now, so... that's it. I do have something else to do after school, but it doesn't interfere with the school club hours, so it's fine." Nagisa stated the truth bluntly and without a hint of regret.

"So, are you really gonna join, Nagi-chan?" Honey asked hopefully. Nagisa nodded with a little smile. He was just so cute... was he really a senior? "Yaaaaaay! Now we will eat cake together, Nagi-chan!" Honey announced cheerfully before hugging her with a surprisingly strong grip. That guy had a lot of strength. But so did she, and nobody would guess that either.

"That's right, Honey-senpai." Tamaki, who apparently had recovered of his depressed state, was up again. "But first we need to decide what type of Host you will be. We have Kyoya. he's the cool type," Tamaki pointed to Kyoya, who just smirked. "Hitachiin Kaoru and Hikaru are the devilish type, and Haruhi is the natural type," Tamaki now gestured to the three first years. The redheads smiled a bit evilly but Haruhi just gave her a wave. "Then Mori-senpai is the strong-silent type, and Honey-senpai it's the loli-shota type." The two seniors waved at her. Well, Honey did, but it was so enthusiastic that it may as well count for the two of them. Mori kind of just… watched. "And finally, I'm the prince type." Tamaki finished his speech with a grandiose wave of his hands.

"Okay... I didn't really get it, but I guess I'll understand later, so... which type am I?" asked Nagisa doubtfully. What was her most host-like quality? She was an assassin, but she doubted that was fitting for the club...

Her thoughts were interrupted by a tall, half French boy, who started to examine her from every possible angle—yes, it was a bit weird, but she was kind of used to it. With a class like hers in middle school... Strange didn't even cover a fraction of the oddness that went down.

"I got it!" cried Tamaki after a while. "You, Nagisa-chan, are obviously the nice but mysterious type!" everyone looked at him with surprise, especially Nagisa. She had thought he was pretty stupid, with not figuring out she was a girl and all, but now she realized her mistake. The guy was pretty stupid, yes, but observant as hell. She needed to be more careful from now on.

"That... that's actually a good idea, Tono." The twins agreed, truly surprised as well. Obviously, the Host Club's King didn't have those brilliants ideas that often, Nagisa realized.

"Well of course it is!" Tamaki preened, looking slightly offended for the surprised tone before turning back to Nagisa. "From now on Nagisa-chan, you are officially a Host Club member!"

And with that Nagisa knew nothing would ever go back to how it was before.

"Are you on a scholarship, Nagisa?" The bluenette was putting away the tea cups. Club hours were over for the day, and even if she had just started, she had offered to help them get everything back to its place before heading home.

Nagisa lifted her head at the question, not really understanding where it was coming from.

"Uh... no. Why?" Nagisa questioned Kyoya, who was, as always, typing furiously on his laptop. Nagisa really wanted to know what he was typing all the time...

"The tuition for this school is obviously expensive, and you are not a part of any family business that could afford it. That and the fact that most students study here since elementary school, and you are a year ahead in your education." Kyoya stated without looking at her. Nagisa's mouth banged opened. Did he really just say that like that? Wow... His deduction skills were top notch.

Nagisa, regardless the obvious rudeness of his words, wasn't mad. She had dealt with way worse things.

"The government pays for my education." She answered, resuming her task. That caught the attention of all the Host Club. "I work there, so in return, as I'm still a minor, they agreed to pay for all of my education and a few other things." The bluenette shrugged, not really giving it any thought.

Looking back, Nagisa wondered if maybe it would have been best to just keep her mouth shut.

"Wait, what do you mean you work for the government?" Tamaki asked, gaping with the rest of the club. Nagisa, unfazed with by their scrutiny, decided that she would just answer the best way possible without exposing herself.

"Well, Karasuma-sensei, a teacher I had in middle school, works at the Ministry of Defense. He saw I had the skills and the determination, so he offered me a spot on his team. I agreed, and he made arrangements so that I get to choose which high school I want to go to, and 'cuz they were paying for it I decided to choose Ouran. I wanted to attend here before, but I didn't have the money." Nagisa explained. She conveniently left out the fact that the money was in fact part of what they had returned of the ten billion yen. Even if they had returned it, anyone in the 3-E could access to it if needed, just like Nagisa was doing. She left out that she worked as an assassin there as well. They didn't need to know.

That's right, Nagisa Shiota was an assassin. Well, she was still training to be one. Bitch-sensei and Karasuma-sensei met with her every weekend and Friday to keep up the training sessions. Nagisa also received a few cases here and there to keep her field instincts alive. Nothing too long term though, as she still had classes to attend to. But Nagisa was still thinking about being a teacher. Maybe she could be a tutor instead? That way she would be able to give that one-on-one class experience like Korosensei did.

But we'll explain that later.

"You work at the Ministry of Defense, Nagi-chan?" Honey asked and Nagisa nodded with a smile. That boy was, like, the cutest thing ever, it made her lower most of her defenses. "That's sooo cool! I work there too, y'know Nagi-chan? And I have my own team! Maybe we could meet there some time!" The blond said happily while eating strawberry cake. Tons of strawberry cake.

Nagisa choked a bit with her own piece of cake when she heard that. He what now? Maybe she hadn't heard that right. Honey-senpai said he worked at the MOD too?

"You... you work at the MOD?" Honey nodded with the fork inside his mouth. "Wow, I... I really didn't see that coming." she managed to say. Nagisa was going to have to talk to Karasuma-sensei about it.

Honey-senpai giggled, unfazed by her startling.

"Yeah, I'm very good with martial arts, and I'm very strong, so I work there as a special operator." He informed, and soon the topic was closed. Or at least, it seemed like it.

Mitsukuni, even if he didn't look it, was in deep thought. He knew the person Nagisa mentioned before. Karasuma Tadaomi was pretty famous in the MOD.

So why would a Special Task Force officer work as a middle school teacher? And how could he know Nagisa had the abilities for the Ministry of Defense?