Haruhi and I stared up at our new school. Only a few words came to mind as we gazed at the overly large school; pink, expensive, shiny, and pink. Why the heck is the school even pink? Did the chairman think it would be a good idea to make his academy look like a little girl's dream doll house?

I sighed, ran a hand through my reddish-brown, shaggy hair, and followed Haruhi into the building. The reason to why I'm even here is because Haruhi wanted to go to the pristine Ouran Academy and I just couldn't let my little sister go by herself. Dad and I had been super overprotective after mom's death, which annoyed poor Haruhi to no end.

Thankfully, I was smart enough to get a scholarship into Ouran along with her, or else she would have had to fend of all the rich jerks off by herself.

I kept my gaze on Haruhi's newly cut hair, trying to avoid the whispers about the two new guys-

Wait, two new guys? They thought she was a male? I mean sure, she was wearing some of my old clothes, and her hair did look like mine. You know what? I'm just going to see how long it takes for these idiots to realize Haruhi-chan is a girl. We went to the office, grabbed our schedules, and before headed to our separate classes (since I was a year older than her) I walked her to her class like the gentleman I was and walked to the second-year classes.

I slipped into the class labeled 2-B and took a seat in the back-left corner, near the window where I could see every one but they would have to turn their heads to look at me.

The bell rang and in walked the teacher with his briefcase. He greeted the class before his gaze lands on me.

"And it seems we have a new student with us, come on up here and introduce yourself, don't be shy." he instructed as he turned around and started writing something on the chalkboard.

I slowly got up and went to the front of the class, not looking up as I could feel the stares on me.

"My name is Fujioka Mikato , and I'm here on a scholarship, along with my little brother Fujioka Haruhi. And um. . . I hope you take care of me..." I quickly bowed to the class and hurried to my seat with my hair covering my eyes.

The teacher started class despite the quiet whispers and soon the bell rang. I hurried through classes and met with Haruhi outside her class. Together, we walked to each library looking for a quiet place to study. Seriously, a library is supposed to be for silence, not partying!

"Maybe this one is empty? I heard that it was abandoned, so it should be perfect." Haruhi told me and adjusted her glasses. We stood in front of a room labeled Music Room #3. She pushed the door open and instantly rose petals fell from above. I staggered back and choked a bit as one flew into my mouth. Eww it tasted flowery.

"Welcome!" multiple voices chorused while I tried to spit the stupid petal out. Good Lord! Don't they care that I might choke to death?!

"Those with the wherewithal first in social standing, and second, in money spend their time here, at the private Ouran Academy. As such, Ouran Host Club is where handsome boys with too much time on their hands entertain and charm girls, who also have too much time on their hands. It is the school's own personal, elegant playground for the super-rich." A tall blond boy who sat in a chair narrated.

"H-host Club?!" Haruhi stuttered, clutching her book.

"Oh, it's two boys." two identical voices say as I catch my breath.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, these visitors are in the same class as you, right?" A guy with glasses asks them. Excuse me, do I look like a first year?

Haruhi looked at the boys, completely forgetting about me and the evil petal. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath before I analyzed them all.

"The one with glasses is, we don't know the taller one though. Glasses isn't very sociable, so we don't know him too well." what looked like identical twins said together. Creepy.

"Don't be rude. Welcome to Ouran Host Club, Honor Students." Tall, dark, and rich said, pushing his glasses up.

"What? Then, these exceptionally rare honor students we've heard about, Fujioka Haruhi and Mikato , are you." the tall blondie said.

Why the heck is everyone tall so far? Except that little blonde. Is he in the right school?

"How do you know our names?" Haruhi asked after a short silence while she tried to get closer to the door. She looked at me with concern, remember I had eaten the rose petal. I patted her shoulder with a small smile then turned to look the guys.

"It's just that our school tradition makes it difficult for commoners to get in. I've been told that unless you possess a rather audacious nerve, you cannot become an honor student here." glasses guy answered.

"Why… Thank you…" Haruhi-chan sulked a bit.

"Yes! He's saying that you are heroes, Fujioka-kuns! Even though you might be at the head of the classes, you are still the poorest people in the whole school." Tall blonde commented while leaning close to us and grabbing our shoulders. Haruhi backed away from blondie, and he casually walked after her, "Maybe you lowly people are looked down upon."

"No, I wouldn't necessarily go that far." Haruhi said, scooting away from the blondie and back towards me. I was already at the door, ready to pull it and run out with Haruhi-chan when things got creepier. I grabbed Haruhi's shoulders and gently pulled her behind me before the over enthusiastic blonde got any closer to her.

"It doesn't matter, does it? Long live the poor!" tall blonde said dramatically. "Welcome to our world of beauty, poor men!"

"Excuse us." I muttered as I turned to usher my little sister out, something grabbed my jacket sleeve and pulled me back, scaring me.

"Hey! Haru-chan! Kato-chan! You're heroes? Amazing!" Little blonde said with a grin in a childish voice. Seriously though, who let the kid into high school!

Haruhi frowned and looked at the kid. "We are honor students, not childish heroes! And who are you calling Haru-chan? It's Haruhi!" She yelled, which scared the poor child. "Don't be so mean, Haruhi." I scolded her gently. She bowed her head and apologized quietly.

"Still, to think that such fabled, erudite students would be gay..." Tall blondie said tiredly.

"Gay?" Haruhi questioned with imaginary sweat drops, finally realizing everyone thought she was a boy. She looked at me shocked and I gave her a nod and innocent smile. She touched her short hair and looked at my old clothes she wore.

"What is your preference? The wild type, the boy Lolita type, the little devil type, the cool type...?" Blondie continued.

"It's not like that!" I tried to explain. "We were just looking for a quiet place to where we could study."

"Or maybe~~" He got really close to Haruhi, laying a finger on her chin, "You'd like to try me? How about it?"

She pushed away from him, and stumbled past me, onto a podium holding a vase. I tried to grab the vase but was a second late. A loud sound echo through the room from the vase crashing to the ground. I quickly helped Haruhi up and looked at the group with wide eyes. "We'll pay you back, don't worry!" I tried to sound confident, but there was fear in my voice. I brushed the blood on my hands on my blue jeans and put them in my jacket pockets.

"The Renaissance vase that was to be featured in the school auction! Now you've done it. We were going to start the bidding at 8 million yen for that!" The twins said with a bored tone, right behind us.

"8 million yen? Uh…" Haruhi freaked out. "How many thousand yen is that? How many thousands are in 8 million?" She questioned. How are we supposed to pay that off? Well, I could use some of my work money to help pay... Dad would understand. Nope. Nopety nope nope, he can't find out, he'd freak out worse than Haruhi!

I wrapped my arms around her, making sure my hands were covered by my jacket sleeves, and pulled her to my chest as she muttered to herself.

"Um, can we pay you back?" I asked the boys.

"Could you even? You can't even afford the designated uniform. What is with those grubby outfits anyway?" One of the twins said, pointing at our clothes. I actually liked this jacket, but I guess nothing can satisfy rich people.

"What will it be, Tamaki?" glasses asked blondie

"Have you ever heard this famous saying, Fujioka-kuns? When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you have no money, then pay with your body!" 'Tamaki' exclaimed with a pose sitting on his chair.

Is this pervert serious?! No way is he even getting close to Haruhi!

"Starting today, you are both the Host Club's dogs!" he finished, I could almost hear dogs barking..

Why couldn't Haruhi pick a school that didn't have perverted, kinky people? What would mom think if she were here…

The little blonde poked us, trying to get us to unfreeze. Haruhi fell over as I stood with a pale face.

~~~~~Beckendorf and Silena the line breaks~~~~~

"Tamaki-kun, what's your favorite music?" A girl asked Tamaki.

"That one tune, that reminds me of you, of course." he answered.

"I baked you a cake today, would you have some for me?" Another asked.

Tamaki Suou grabbed the girl's chin and pulled her closer. "If you feed it to me."

"Oh, Tamaki-kun!" The girl swooned.

"Tamaki-sama, I heard… You're keeping two unpedigreed little kittens?" a girl with caramel hair sitting next to Tamaki commented, drawing his attention.

"I wouldn't say kittens, more like… Oh speak of the devil." He said, turning to look at Haruhi who just walked in with a bag. I had been serving tea to the guest, listening to some of the conversations. Rich people really are quick tongued. "Thanks for shopping for us, little piglet. And thank you for serving us, little duckling." Tamaki 'praised' us. I really wish murder wasn't illegal, no one talks to Haruhi like that! "Did you get everything bought all right?" He questioned her.

"P-pig?" Haruhi muttered, looking at me with a sweat drop. I simply shrugged my shoulders.

"So, what's this, then?" Tamaki examined the coffee can with one arm behind the couch.

"Just what it looks like, it's coffee." I answered standing next to Haruhi behind his couch.

"I've never seen this name brand. Is this the kind that's already ground?"

"No, it's instant." Haruhi-chan said with a straight face.

"Instant?" The girls in the seat in front of Tamaki's couch asked, tilting their heads.

"Oh, commoner's coffee, where you only have to add hot water, right?" the host club 'king' realized.

More girls stood behind the seat in front of him. "Ooh, I've heard of this." one commented. "So it's true about poor people not having any free time, so they can't even grind their own beans, huh?" another added.

At this point, girls crowded around the king's couch, as well as Kyoya and the twins. "Commoners have their wisdom." Tamaki muttered.

"It says that 100g costs 300 yen." One of the twins said. "That's an incredible price drop." the other finished.

"We'll go buy something else." I offered, tired of their ogling. "Excuse him for not getting expensive beans."

"No, wait!" Suou put a hand up and everyone gasped. "I'll drink this." more gasps. "I'll drink this, all right!" everyone started clapping. Dear God, rich bastards...

"All right, Mikato , come over here and make this commoners' coffee." He ordered me. Damn these rich people...

"Oh, Tamaki-sama, you carry the joke too far. There's no way that such a lowly person's drink will be to your taste." The previous caramel haired girl said.

"Huh?" Both me and Haruhi turned to look at her, everyone else already gone.

"Forgive me, I was talking to myself." She gave us a close eyed smile.

My eyes widened as we stared at her.

"Mikato , Haruhi!" A voice called.

"Okay, okay… "Haruhi said, still holding the bag.

I took it from her and got some tea plates, cups, and spoons. I spooned some of the coffee into the four cups gently, as Haruhi poured water in them. There was a giant crowd around us with Tamaki behind us.

"There you go." I said with all the cups on a golden tray.

"Let the tasting begin." Tamaki ordered with two fingers on his chin.

"I'm a little scared to drink this." One of the four girls said. I stood next the Haruhi and Tamaki holding the tray to my chest.

"If I drink this, my father will yell at me." another added. Don't be ridiculous…

"What if you drank it from my mouth?" Tamaki said seductively, holding her head near his.

"I-I'd drink it." The girl blushed. The other girls had hearts in their eyes and started squealing.

"Good grief..." Imouto* said beside me.

"So then, he had this terrible dream, and when he bolted up from it…" I overheard Hikaru tell the twin's guests.

"Hikaru! Not that story!" Kaoru pleaded. "You're awful, telling that story in front of others."

"Kaoru…" Hikaru said, looking at him wide eyed as tears fell. "I'm sorry, Kaoru. You were just so cute when it happened, I couldn't help myself." now, Hikaru and Kaoru's face touching noses with him.

"Hikaru.." Kaoru stared into his twin's eyes.

"Waah! What beautiful brotherly love!" Their guests gushed.

"Why are they crying for joy? I don't understand at all..." I said as I walked pasted them with the tray of coffee.

Then 'Honey'-senpai and 'Mori'-senpai walked in. Honey was on Mori's back, most likely just waking up from his nap.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Honey said and rubbed his eyes.

"Honey-kun! Mori-kun!" a guest yelled happily.

"We've been waiting this whole time for you!" said the guest across from the first.

Mori set Honey down by the table. "I'm sorry. I was waiting for Takashi to get out of his swordsmanship club, but I drifted off to sleep." Honey explained. "And I still seem to be sleepy." He basically emitted flowers and hearts as the guests squealed. Mori took a seat across from Mitsukuni.

"Is that boy really a 3rd-Year?" Haruhi asked me.

"Honey-senpai is a prodigy, despite his appearance." Kyoya informed us, his book at hand. "And Mori-senpai's draw is his silent disposition." Where did he come from? Is he a ninja or something?

"Haru-chan!" Honey exclaimed and jumped on her arm. I stepped away as they spun a bit. "Haru-chan, Kato-chan, want to have some cake with me?" He asked us with a big smile and wide brown eyes.

"No, I don't really like sweets..." Imouto said dizzily. I nodded my head, "Same with me."

"Well, I'll let you borrow my bunny, Usa-chan!" He grinned.

"No, I'm not up for Usa-chan either." Haruhi deadpanned.

"You don't like my Usa-chan?" Honey frowned and turned to me.

"Um.." I stared at the stuffed bunny. DID THE THING JUST BLUSH?! "I-it is cute, huh?" I said to her.

He handed it to me and jumped away. "Take good care of it, okay?" He landed on his guest's lap.

"Our club's policy is to utilize everyone's individual characteristics, to respond to the needs of our guests. By the way, around here, Tamaki is number-one, the king. His request rate is 70 percent." Kyoya told us. "By the way, with your 8 million yes debt, you are this club's dogs until you graduate-oh, pardon me, errand boys." he had a fake smile on, wish I could just slap it off his face... "You're free to run away," he continued with Haruhi staring at him with an open mouth, his reflection on her glasses. "But my family employs an able, private police force of roughly 100. Do you have a passport?" Maybe we can get on a boat and head to Greece or something...

"Yeah, be sure to work hard," Tamaki joined in "Dasa-oka"-kuns." He was right behind me, breathing down my neck. eww.

I jumped forward as he blew in my ear and held Usa-chan tightly. Haruhi scooted away from him.

"Please don't do that." I said to him.

"You're not going to get any girls, as disheveled as you two look." he ignored me. I'll have you know, i've gotten girls at my old school! And Haruhi.. she's had boys after her too, non that you know off...

"We're not interested in getting any in the first place." Imouto said. I nodded in agreement.

"What are you talking about? This is important. Becoming a fine man, and pleasing the ladies, is everything." Tamaki pulled a rose out of nowhere.

"It doesn't matter either way, does it?" I begun, causing Tamaki to freeze. "Men, women, appearances, and such?" Haruhi continued. "What's important as a person is what's on the inside, right?" I looked up at him. "I can't understand why this kind of club even exists." imouto frowned.

"It's such a cruel thing, isn't it?" Tamaki said making me and Haruhi to sigh. "Once in a while," he continues "God creates the perfect person, both inside and out." He hugged himself.

"Huh?" we questioned.

"I understand how you must feel, wanting to console yourselves like that. Otherwise, you couldn't go on living, huh? But think hard about it." we sweat dropped "Why do they put museum pieces in museums? yes, it is the duty of those who were born beautiful-"

"What was it that you call..." I asked Haruhi.

"-To show off beautiful things." Tamaki preached.

"...People like this again?"

"Which is the reason why I started this club,"

"Let's see..."

"For the sake of those who are starved for beauty, and work unsparingly, day and night, in the pursuit of beauty."

Haruhi and I had thinking faces on. "Hm... what was it again?" she muttered.

"They may be needless skills, but as long as I have the opportunity,"

The twins walked behind us and stopped to look at our pondering.

"Of my magnificent expertise with you. When placing your glass down, be sure to extend your pinky finger first, as a cushion. That makes it more difficult to raise a clatter," Tamaki demonstrated.

"Hm..."

"And easier to clap it where you have set it. It looks more refined that way, doesn't it?"

"A pain in the neck?" I asked her.

"Fine men do not make any uncouth sounds."

"No, there's a more precise expression…" She said.

"I also like to look at my reflection in the glass. Also, the most important thing to remember… is how effective looking up at an angle is." Tamaki was in between us, trying to show us.

"Oh, I got it!" We said together and put a finger in the air.

"Did I strike a chord?" Tamaki questioned.

"Obnoxious." We chorused, causing the king to freeze. He went to sulk in the corner.

"Um… Tamaki-senpai?" Haruhi asked.

The twins appeared next to us laughing. One put his elbow on Haruhi's head while the other put his on my shoulder. "You're a hero, all right!" They said.

I clutched Usa-chan with one hand and scratched my neck with the other. "We're sorry. It really did strike a small chord with us."

Tamaki rose us, smiling with rose petals around him. "I see, I see! Then allow me to share yet another skill with you!"

"He gets over things quickly." imouto muttered.

"Sir..." The twins said.

"Call me, King." he ordered.

"You can teach the basics of hosting as much as you want…" one of the twins said. "but in their case," The other said. "they haven't even passed the first, most basic visual test. Now, with someone of his type, even if you take his glasses, his eyes just look that much smaller…" one of them took off her glasses.

"Hey now!" Haruhi complained. Their eyes widened as they looked at her eyes. "I lost my contacts the day of the school's opening ceremony." she explained.

Kaoru moved to me and moved my bangs to the side, revealing my big brown eyes, similar to Haruhi's. I raised an eyebrow at them.

Tamaki pushed them away and looked at us. he snapped his fingers "Hikaru! Kaoru!"

"Yes, sir! "they saluted him, grabbed us, and ran out the room with us yelling.

I could hear Tamaki ordering the club members to get stuff.

The twins took us to some changing room and pushed us in. They pulled out two male uniforms and shoved them at us. "Here! Change into these!"

"What? What!" Haruhi backed away from them.

"Don't ask any questions!" Then they pounced on us. As they struggled with Haruhi, I grabbed her and kicked them out of the changing area. I handed her a uniform. "Just do it Haruhi." I turned away from her and began to undress, starting with my jacket and shirt. I slipped on the white dress shirt, buttoned it, and put the jacket over it. I could hear imouto changing into hers, struggling a bit but I didn't turn around. At one point when we were finished, hairstylists walked in and cut and styled our hair. mine was now neatly done and to my chin, with my bangs trimmed. Imouto had shorter hair and it was neatly combed. They gave her a pair of contacts and walked away.

After she put them in, Haruhi called out to the group. "Um... Senpai..."

"Oh, are you two done changing?" they asked.

I opened the curtain for them to see, "We can really keep these uniforms?" I asked nervously.

"How adorable." Tamaki gushed. "You almost look like a girl, don't you." he said to imouto.

"Haru-chan! Moto-chan! How cute!" Honey yelled.

"I'm not cute..." I muttered.

"Is this how you two really look? You should have said so sooner!" The twins said.

"Might even be able to draw some customers like that." Kyoya mused. Of course, he cares about the money.

I fixed my tie. "Yes! It's all just as I figured!" Tamaki said. Bullcrap. "The errand boys have graduated! he exclaimed and pointed at us. "Starting today, you are both official members of the Host Club! I will train you to be first-rate hosts. If you can get 50 customers to request you each, we will forgive your 8-million-yen debt."

"Hosts" Haruhi and I asked.

~~~~~Max and Fang Timeskip~~~~~

"Haruhi-kun, Mikato-kun, what hobbies do you have?" a girl politely asked us,

"Do you do anything special to your skin?" another asked.

"It's terribly pretty" another blushed.

Haruhi hesitated, so I answered for her. As I opened my mouth the speak, they asked the same question, "Fujioka-kuns, why did you join this club?"

Just 50 members each, not that hard right?

"I see, your mother passed away ten years ago, after being sick? So who does your domestic chores?" One of them asked after I told them the story.

"Oh, we do those ourselves. Mother was good at cooking, and she left Haruhi lots of recipes when she was in the hospital." I answered as imouto smiled. "I couldn't cook for my life, despite being the older one, so he learned all the recipes. Father gets delighted whenever they turn out perfect, too. Those are the times we really like..." I trailed off and looked out the window.

As the girls talked to Haruhi, one turned to me. "So, you take care of him?"

"Yes, ever since mother's leaving, I have taken it on myself to protect him. He wanted to go to Ouran, so I took the test with Otouto** and got in." I smiled sadly at her.

"Tomorrow, could we... request you again?" Haruhi's guests asked her.

"May I request you too tomorrow."

"I would appreciate that." We said together.

We didn't realize that the club had been watching us and talking to themselves.

We turned as a snap was heard around the room. "Mikato, Haruhi! Come here for a minute." Tamaki ordered.

We walked to him and stood beside him. "Yes?" I asked.

"Say hello. This is my regular guest, Princess Ayanokoji." He motioned to the caramel haired girl beside him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Haruhi smiled and I followed her lead. "indeed."

"That was so cute, you two!" Tamaki yelled and hugged us, spinning us around. "That air of bashfulness was good, good, very good!"

"Tamaki-sama" Ayanokoji said.

"M-Mori-senpai!" Haruhi yelled out for help. "Help!"

"I'm not letting you guys go!" Tamaki gushed.

Mori picked up Haruhi, leaving me and the king to fall to the ground. I quickly stood up and walked away from him.

"Mori-senpai, you didn't have to go that far." Haruhi said as he held her in the air.

"Come on, come back next to Daddy's heart!" Tamaki pleaded as I hid behind Mori-senpai.

"We don't need two fathers." I argued.

~~~~~ Stitch says hi ~~~~~~

"Huh? My bag is gone." Haruhi says. I realize mine is gone too but don't say anything.

I looked out the window and see all our stuff in the pond.

"I didn't think there was any bullying at this school, but sure enough…" Haruhi muttered and we ran through the halls down to the pond. As we ran, we passed Princess Ayanokoji. "Oh, it's you two." she says to us. "How nice for you, to have Tamaki-sama tidy you up. While you're at it, why don't you correct your poor upbringing?" she walked away. Damn rich people!

We got everything out of the lake except our wallets, which we needed for food.

"Hey, commoners! You've got some nerve, skipping out on your club activities." Tamaki appeared and scolded us. "Why are your bags all wet?"

"We just dropped them." I answered, not looking up. "We can't find our food money for this week."

A splash sounded and Tamaki had his jeans rolled up helping us look.

"That's okay. You'll get yourself all wet" Haruhi told him.

"Getting wet isn't going to do any harm, is it?" He said. "People always say that I'm dripping with good looks, after all."

We stared at him and he stood up, holding our wallets. "Oh, might this be… what you're looking for? What's the matter? You're off in space." He handed me the wallets and stood in front of Haruhi "You haven't fallen for me, have you?"

Imouto snapped out of it and turned away from him. "Who, me?"

"Still, how does something like this happen?" he questioned us.

"Well…" Haruhi looked down. "We accidentally dropped them out the window."

"I see. That must have been terrible, huh?" Princess Ayanokoji said when we were back in the club room. "Having your bags fall into the pond all on their owns..."

Why would she even request us? Wasn't she Tamaki's princess?

"Although, to make Tamaki-sama go to all the trouble of picking up your grimy bags for you, you really don't know your own places, do you? Tamaki-sama is only paying you two any attention because your upbringings were so unusual. Don't go getting any ideas as to why he's dotting on you two." She rested her chin on her hands.

"Don't talk like that to otouto, you are being jealous." I accused.

She stopped talking, and wrapped a foot around Haruhi's chair, pulling her over the table and above her. The table and cups flew to the side, along with our chairs. Haruhi landed with her hands on the floor next to Ayanokoji's waist, making it seem like she attacked her. I landed a few feet away, and quickly stood up.

"Haruhi-kun suddenly attacked me!" She yelled out. "Somebody, quick! Deal with these commoners!"

The twins appeared with two teapots of water and poured it on them, splashing me. Haruhi slowly sat up and looked at them.

Ayanokoji looked shocked. "What are you doing?" Tamaki came over and helped the 'princess' up. "Tamaki-sama, Haruhi-kun and Mikato-kun assaulted me." she said to him as he petted her wet hair.

"How disgraceful. You're the one who threw Haruhi and Mikato's bags in the pond, aren't you?" We watched them in shock. The rich pervert was taking our side?

"How can you say that? Do you have any proof?" The caramel haired girl argued.

"You really are quite pretty, but you are not fit to be our guest. I know this much- Haruhi and Mikato are not that kind of men." Tamaki said sternly as the whole room watched.

"T-Tamaki-sama, you idiot!" She yelled and ran out.

"I'm going to decide your punishments for causing this trouble. Your quota has increased to 1000 yen!" he pointed at us.

I helped Haruhi up and hugged her, despite her being soaking wet.

"I expect much from you two, natural and protective rookies."

~~~~~ Levi the shorty said to clean ~~~~~

"This is the only spare uniform we have. It is still better than that wet one, though, right?" Kyoya handed Haruhi a bag. I had taken my wet jacket off and it was folded on my arm.

"Thank you very much." imouto said and went to the changing room.

After a bit, Tamaki went to check on Haruhi before I could stop him. He opened the curtain. "Haruhi, here… Some towels."

I hurried behind him, but he had already seen her in her undershirt. Tamaki was frozen and the curtain closed itself. He turned to look at me then my chest as if questioning my gender.

"Don't worry, I'm a guy. I'm not letting you check though, you pervert." I said and took the towels from him.

"Haruhi." he said slowly.

"Yes?" she asked as they stood around a table.

"You're a girl?" he asked.

"Biologically, yes." She said and showed them her student ID. It had all her information from Ouran Academy High School.

To assure them I was male, I showed them mine as well.

She stepped out of the changing area and was wearing the female uniform. It was a horrible poufy yellow thing, but I smiled and stood behind her.

"Senpai, if you all think of me as a boy, then that's okay with me, too." She fixed the thin, pink bow. "My feeling is… that any awareness of being a boy or a girl falls lower than that of being a person."

"This is quite an interesting development." Kyoya says.

"It sure is." said one of the Hitachiins.

They knew this whole time, didn't they?

"Still, senpai, you were kind of cool earlier." imouto said, me nodding with her statement.

Tamaki froze and blushed a bit, then turned 100 percent red. He backed away a bit and I raised my eyebrow.

"Could this possibly be the beginnings of love?" Kyoya said to no one.

"Not on my watch!" I said and narrowed my eyes on him.

"You know, being a host, and getting fussed over by girls might not be all that bad." Haruhi mused.

I, along with the other hosts, stared at her in shock. I would have thought she might have wanted to leave and have me finish the quota.

"I know!" she said. "From now on, I'll start using 'Ore'" She laughed. I ruffled her hair gently.

Maybe she can pull this being a guy thing.

*Imouto: (informal) Little Sister.

**Otouto: (informal) Little Brother

Hey everyone, Emily here! i just wanted to inform you all that if you wish for this to be a boyxboy (Yaoi~~) to just comment who Mikato should fall for~ I'll choose Mikato's fate by the end of chapter five. I'll try to have all chapters of the story written out before we release then so you all get 1 update every week or two, steadily!
Thanks Pandas,
Emily 🐾