I sat in the back seat of dad's personal car with Haruhi, with dad himself in the driver's seat. He was asking all types of questions of what happened with her life after we left. And she was answering them just as eagerly - to hear his voice maybe.

"How's Ryoji been?"

"He's been fine! And he goes by Ranka now."

"What happened to your lovely hair?"

"Some kid in the neighborhood put gum in it, so I had to cut it."

"I knew you were a genius, but I thought you would make it to somewhere better than Ouran."

"I guess I'm lucky, huh?"

Lucky indeed.

I split ways with Haruhi to go to class, but it was pretty early. She had to go the host club, so I was stuck by myself. I, once again, wasn't wearing the uniform, so people were staring. But it felt different. I glanced out the corners of my eyes to see that most of them are girls. I tried to give a few of them glares, but I got squeals in return.

I suddenly felt someone grab my sleeve. It was a small touch, but I felt it. I whipped around, snatching my arm back, and met Camilla's wide eyes. She started to tear up and stutter.

"Camilla, good morning." She froze, mouthing my words to herself. She then lowered her eyes and grabbed my sleeve again. I guess I'm leading this conversation. "Did anyone bother you today?" I walked us to the host club. I wanted to avoid it because of Kyoya, but this was more important. On our way there, we came across a girl who looked lost. She had chestnut hair and darker brown eyes.

"Hey!" She glanced at me, "You lost?"

"Oh! Yes, I'm looking for the host club." She looked out the window. "I'm trying to find my fiance."

Fiance, huh? At the host club? Hate to tell her, but her fiance' a slut.

I held out the arm that wasn't being tugged on. "Lucky for you, we're headed there now. Care to join us?" She gave a small smile and latched on.

"You know," She started, "You remind me of a character from a game I've played."

I gave a short laugh, "You've probably played a game series from my father's company. I was the inspiration for the main character I'm told. I'm Ryuuji Saito."

Her eyes suddenly sparkled as we stopped in front of the door. "Shichiro Saito is my favorite game designer. I'm Renge Hoshakuji." I nodded and opened the door. The club was decorated with you would see from traditional Japanese. The host were a long ways in front of us, dressed in kimonos. Renge quieted as she hid behind the door. I led Camilla to the table from yesterday, and poured her tea. I relaxed in my chair. Something was about to go down.

The twins went -or appeared, whichever- in front of Renge, holding a rose each. Tamaki then took their place holding out his own rose. She then slapped him. I couldn't help myself -I burst out laughing. With every word she spoke, Tamaki appeared to be stabbed.

(My sides felt like they were being stabbed too.)

Camilla tapped my shoulder. I turned to answer what she wanted to ask me and saw a phone to her ear.

"I'll be going home early today."

I wanted to ask why, but the tears gathering in her eyes showed that it was something personal. I turned back in time to see Tamaki fall back in slow motion.

"Do you want me to walk you downstairs?" Renge jumped into Kyoya's arms.

"No thank you. There's already someone waiting." I nodded. I looked back over to the club.

Renge was Kyoya's fiancée who wasn't really his fiancée. Renge was 'in love at first sight' with the devil in disguise. Renge was in love with the demon that looks a lot like a video game character. 'Uki-doki Memorial', my father's most popular dating sim.

I sighed as the Twins and Tamaki correctly guess what was up. Haruhi looked towards me, and I shrugged. Somehow, in someway, she became the manager. 'She's the daughter of an important client', huh? Poor Haruhi.

Camilla slipped me a piece of paper and walked to the door. And so, I went to class.

_The Next Day_

I haven't ran into Camilla today. She could have been absent, but at the same time, she could have been hurt. And that thought put me in a bad mood. So Haruhi dragged me to the host club.

'It'll make you feel better to watch Tamaki make a fool of himself.' She said. And it would. It would make it even better if he were hurt.

But that wasn't the case.

"I think it'll be good to have a lady manager." The twins gave him a look.

"And why do you think that?"

"Don't you see? She's in the same class as Haruhi. If they become friends, Haruhi might become more girlish." I rolled my eyes and could tell Haruhi did the same. "This is a grand-scale project to make Haruhi more girlish." I stretched, ready to head for the door, before it opened. Renge's head poked inside.

"Everyone! Your host drawing card has baked some cookies." I ran to her and tried to grab all of them. Tamaki appeared, only to disappear into his corner after she hurt his feelings. I turned back to grab the cookies but she was in front of Kyoya. Then they were handed of to Honey. Then to Haruhi. By the time I was over to her, Tamaki was making a scene about what the twins did to Haruhi. And honestly, I'd be complaining too, if I wasn't trying to get the god damn cookies!

"Every single one of you! Except for Kyoya, all of your characters are lukewarm!" I somehow managed to grab and stuff them into my mouth. I then hid the evidence. When I turned back, Renge dubbed Honey as a 'thug'. I sighed and sat on the floor. It was obvious what she was doing, taking the character personalities from the game and placing them into the host club.

I almost felt bad, I was partially the 'cause' of this. Not really. But Tamaki seems to love his role.

"Renge, how's this pose for a lonely prince?"

"Oh, that's pretty good, but it'd be more effective if it were raining!"

I sighed and stood up, ready to grab my bag and finally leave, but was stopped by an 'Oh!' I turned around to see Renge pointing at me. She had a determined look on her face.

"I almost forgot your character!"

I hissed and shook my head, "I'm not a host, more of Haruhi's babysitter." That earned me a soft 'hey!'

Renge clinched her fist, "Nonsense! You were so nice to lead me here, so it's only natural that I give you something in return. Besides..." She looked me up and down. "You could become a host yourself." And if that thought wasn't scary...

She tapped her chin as she thought. Tamaki was still posing, the twins looked amused, Honey and Haruhi looked pitying, Mori's face was blank, and Kyoya...

Kyoya looked smug.

"I got it!" Renge's shout made everyone turn towards her. She pointed dramatically at me. "You're chained by the shackles of expectation; running from your problems by helping others, but drowning in your own!" Her eyes sparkled. "Just like Giovanni Kero!" She swooned at my video game counterpart.

I should have stayed home today.