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-Chapter 6: Where Did My Glasses Go?-

Cursing under my breath, I scrambled around for my stuff before opening the door with more force than intended and created a bit of wind, combing my hair back with a hand as Haruhi smirked at me, saying, "Come on, we need to speed-walk so we're not late," and started down the sidewalk as I was still shoving my shoes on. For Haruhi, getting to class early meant being there half an hour earlier for some reason. After walking with her for a few weeks now, I was getting to all her little pet peeves and things she did.

I noshed on a piece of leftover takeout I had eaten last night as we walked. Sighing in my seat and sliding down until my head eye was level with the desk, my hand pushed up my glasses. But they just touched the bridge of my nose. Where my glasses SHOULD be. Crap, where the hell were they? I touched my head to make sure they weren't there and dug around in my bag to see if I stuffed them in there on my rush to leave. The reason I had been disorganized in the morning was that I had recently found a fencing club nearby and began fencing there until 7 until 1 am and then would crash once I got home. Ouran didn't have a fencing club, and I was surprised when I found one. It was there that I also discovered my body had pretty quick reflexes but wasn't very quick when it came to running. In school, I had also started growing in popularity because of the club and had warmed up to the club members more than I had ought to. They just had that kind of effect. As if you WANTED to open up to them. But no. I have to remember. There is no good in this world, no matter how kind someone may seem. There are always ulterior motives and sticking to yourself is the best option. Plus, people may say they love you, but people are selfish and care for no one but themselves. If they use you, it's only for merit.

The bell chimed, signaling the beginning of my latest form of living death. I hadn't been doing well in some classes lately, namely Physics and Calculus. Okay, just those two. They're hard subjects! Don't lie and say you breezed right through them! The teacher had to talk to me and said that if I didn't bring my grades up, I would have to take summer courses. I didn't want that. I wanted to savor every experience I could in this wonderful new life.

As I was daydreaming, I felt a small breeze in front of me and saw that a student had handed out the physics test we were supposed to take today. This is gonna suck. Even more so that I don't have my glasses to see clearly. Scrunching my face up and squinting my eyes, I began to struggle through this latest death trap.

Sitting on Hikaru's desk as he stared out the window, he asked "How far do you think this distance is from the window to the ground?" I instantly shot back "enough," getting worried looks from both Kaoru and Haruhi when I didn't show any expression. "What?" I asked them, seeing the look in their faces. I hopped off the desk, gathering my things. "We should head out. This way, Senpai won't be mad at us when we miss today's meeting. Plus, I'm not in the mood to be super cheerful right now. Anything you say or do will be held against you." With that, I stumbled out the door a bit and tottered up the stairs to Music Room 3.

Tugging on the handle and seeing it was locked, my habits I picked up from my previous life kicked in. Without thinking, I pulled out the two bobby pins from my hair and stuck it into the keyhole. One bent down touching the bottom and the other jiggled around a bit until I felt the lock give way and there was a slight "click". Grabbing the handle, I placed the pins under my hair again. You can probably guess how I learned how to do that. Leaving it open, I meandered aimlessly into the room and scanned it for anything to occupy my mind from lack of sleep.

My eyes shot open as I had realized I dozed off on a comfy couch. "It seems we have a thief in our midst. Honey, capture the intruder, but do not harm or kill them." A cool voice murmured from the doorway. "YAAAAAHHHHH!" cried a cute voice. He sprinted in and did jumps I never deemed possible, landing in a fighting stance. Seeing Honey-senpai like this, my instincts told me to fight. Or run. Either one. Just get far away from this new threat. I crouched into a fighting stance, one leg slightly in front of the other, fists in front of me.

Honey looked around, seeing no intruders and he relaxed when he saw me. "Oh! It's just you, Sasa-chan!" The rest of the host club walked in, taking note of the fact that I was already in the room and I relaxed again. "Hey guys..." I trailed off, realizing that there was no way I couldn't get out of trouble in this situation. This is what I get for lack of sleep and too much Gatorade and cup noodles. "Kohai, what is the meaning of this?" I cringed at K-boy's reprimanding tone. Yup that's one of the megane's nicknames I've decided to call him because I keep trying to ask him his frigging name but I could never hear his answer or we always got interrupted in some way shape or form. "I'm sorry senpai! I wasn't in my right mind and I haven't been getting much sleep lately so I just went into the room on instinct-" I stumbled over my words, getting more frightened for the beating that was sure to come. All this time, I had been a good Host, staying in everyone's good books and never causing trouble.

"That's no excuse for BREAKING AND ENTERING." His voice remained calm the entire time, which scared me even more. "I'm terribly sorry, senpai." I calmly closed my eyes and waited for the backhand that was drilled into my programming. You cause trouble? You get beaten. Ask for stuff? Get beaten. Have a smidge of hope that anyone will love you? Beaten. It was anyone. My former owner, law enforcement, even my mother.

I heard a sigh and opened one eye to see the raven-haired vice president pinch the bridge of his nose. I stiffened a bit at a tiny hand placed on my shoulder. "Senpai, don't be so harsh on her. She didn't mean any harm. Plus, I think it was pretty cool that she knew how to do that." "My darling daughter is a thief?" wailed Tamaki, jumping to conclusions. "I-I'm not!" I tried to save myself, waving my hands and shaking my head vigorously. I smiled a bit, thinking about how many stores I robbed in my previous life and got away with it. I had learned. You bet I learned.

"Anyways, don't you have to get ready" "for your dancing lessons today?" the twins suggested. I sighed, really not feeling up to anything but a nap and a few hours of stabbing dummies to get my mind off of the fact that I'll have to take summer courses. "Ah, right." I slapped my head, relaxing a bit. Looking around the room at each of the hosts, I thought aloud, "Who's my dancing partner going to be?" "We had one of your guests eagerly volunteer, Junzo-chan," said K-boy, pushing up his glasses. I had also started to attract boys into the club and our number-cruncher was pleased with the fact that it was bringing in dough for the club. "He should be arriving any moment now." I shrugged and fixed my tie, not really minding this whole dancing thing. It would get my blood pumping before I went to practice tonight.

The waltz wasn't super hard, even though I tripped on my feet a couple of times. (Unlike Haruhi who fell!) All that fencing was paying off! Just like in fencing, you're always moving on your feet to try and find an opening on your opponent. But dancing isn't about winning, it's about partnership and teamwork to create art. The hosts also decided that since I was a "girl", my guests would lead and I would follow. I also picked up how to lead, in case the occasion was ever needed for me to become a guy.

While taking a break, I started chatting with the guy I was practicing with. "You're pretty good at dancing, Sasaki-chan! If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're all ready for Saturday." He smiled at me and I slipped from my tea, not meeting his gaze. "Yeah," I replied, "I've never danced before though, or been to a party." I stared into my tea, counting the leaves in the cup. "Neh? You've never been to a party, Sasa-chan?". Honey-senpai asked, as he was also at the table along with Mori. I gave my teacup a sad smile and spoke, "I've never really had any experiences like that, Honey-senpai. My life was... different." I didn't want to open my entire sob story to them. It wouldn't make sense to them. I was what Tamaki considered to be a commoner in my previous life. If anything, I was lower than that. I had started off into my tea, not something anything else. Honey gave a look of pity and Mori patted my head comfortingly.

Nearby, I noticed an average-looking student who walked in with a yellow box. "Hello? I'm here with the new teacups you ordered.". Wanting to change the conversation, I swung my body so that my back was facing the table and my fake chest was squished into the back of the chair, watching the scene. "Ah, thank you very much. Every item that you've chosen for us has been extremely popular with the ladies. I'm quite impressed." the megane complimented. "Well that's good to hear," he replied. I looked at Princess Kasuga, Haruhi's dancing partner, who seemed melancholy after hearing the student's voice. "So do you sell tea sets?" asked Haruhi. "No," he replied, "I'm just a regular student. Can't you tell by the uniform?" He gave the box to Haruhi as our vice-president continued to strike up a conversation with him. Probably to keep on his good books. That guy always had ulterior motives to everything he did. The wheels inside the wheels of his mind are always turning. Just like everyone else I've known. Do stuff to your benefit.

I tuned them out, getting bored with the whole situation. My mind wandered out towards the window as I subconsciously drank the last of my Gatorade and tried to stay awake a little bit longer. Shaking the drops out of the sports bottle, I meandered over to the club's back room where we kept our stock of snacks and other miscellaneous stuff.

Slapping my face a few times to wake up, I bent a bit to open the cabinet filled with sugar, grabbed a few cubes, and plopped them into my empty bottle. Next, I wandered to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade I left inside for emergencies. After being a host for a few weeks now, I had learned that it was tiring and I needed to stay awake or I wouldn't make it home and probably pass out in the middle of the sidewalk. I went back to my table, not noticing that everyone from it had left after I went to refill my Gatorade. Eyes half-drooped, I plopped into my chair again and proceeded to fall asleep for a moment. My eyes snapped open again when I heard Tamaki proclaim, "Men, it is our responsibility as members of the elite Ouran Host Club to make every girl happy!"

- Time Skip ヾ( ͝ ͜ʖ͡)ノ -

Oh god, I feel the way the girls do! They're all super handsome in tuxes! I smiled at the crowd that had gathered for the party and wiped the sweat from the back of my neck, tugging on the dress the twins had forced me into. It felt too revealing. You could see my entire back! Plus, the front felt like it accentuated my "bust" in all the wrong places. At least it hid my scars. I gulped a bit. Still not used to tons of people and spotting a chocolate fountain, I made my way down the stairs, trying not to notice how much my chest bounced in this foreign outfit.

I grabbed a plate and filled it with strawberries and chocolate to dip it into. Noshing on that while watching the others pity the fact that Haruhi had never had fancy tuna, I caught her eye and smiled a bit, waving to her with my strawberry on a stick. "Uhm, Sasaki," I turned with a chocolate-covered strawberry in my mouth to my guest. He blushed a bit as he saw me pop the rest of the strawberry into my mouth and close my eyes, savoring the rich texture and sweetness of the dessert in my mouth. "I never knew these existed! They're amazing! Want one?" I think I made him blush harder because he nodded and I popped one onto his mouth as he opened it to speak. I thought I saw a flash of someone's glasses reflecting off the light but it was probably my imagination. Giving him a cheeky grin as he was chewing, I asked, "Did you want to ask me to dance?" He nodded as he finished the strawberry and we made our way onto the dance floor.

I'd say the rest of the night went off without a hitch, although I had to excuse myself at one point because I felt the anxiety building up. After I had danced with a couple of guests I went to sit on the balcony, where it felt more open, quieter, away from the noise of the rest of the world. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom and there was a slight breeze, making me shiver a bit as it brushed my back.

At one point Mori silently came to sit by me and pat me on the shoulder. I looked up at him and didn't say a word. We had a conversation, but without our voices. Just with our eyes. He asked me if I was okay and I told him I was fine, just taking a breather from everything and everyone. Next thing I knew, I saw Kasuga running and the teacup boy chase after her. Spotlights, noise, and a dance. Where did they even get the spotlights from? You get the jist of it. The host club helped them reconcile and Tamaki cried "May this awkward couple forever be blessed!" A banana peel, "We'll cut your debt by one third.", and a kiss on the cheek turning into one on the mouth. I chuckled at that last part.

As the party ended and it was hosts turn to leave, I was feeling woozy. Lack of sleep and not great dietary choices were probably what did it. Stumbling a bit towards the door, I leaned my hand against the wall, still tired from the lack of sleep and a screwed up schedule I've been getting stuck on. "Are you alright there, Sasaki-chan?" A cool voice asked me. "43 Sakura Road, Tokyo." I slurred, before slumping into him. He rushed to grab me and ended up touching my chest and stiffened up at his actions, but I didn't care at this point. My eyes were already closed and I was asleep in his arms. The last thing I remember was him carrying me bridal style out of the school. And hopefully, to my home.

Kohai, for those of you that don't know, is the term for underclassmen. There's senpai (upper) and kohai (under)