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Warning: Plot takeoff in progress

Fame and popularity are two different things. Fame is being known, being a separate thing from the crowd. When you're famous, everyone respects you, and you're remembered. On the other hand, popularity is being loved by only a few and hated by everyone else.

There is one similarity between the two that made me realize that I wanted to be famous and not popular, and that is influence.

Kyoya Ootori leads me silently through the hallways, up some stairs, and to a door. He opens it without a word, beckoning me inside.

"Mizuki," I hear my name in my ear. Crap, I forgot about Takumi. "Where'd you go? I disconnected you form the system."

"Thanks," I whisper back. "This boy named Ootori wanted to talk to me. He didn't give me any details, but he knows how we did our trick and I'm going to try to lead him off it. I'll meet you outside when I'm finished."

"Okay, see you then. Don't get into any trouble."

"I won't. Bye."

"Bye, Mizu." I hear the beep of disconnection in my ear.

I finally turn to see where exactly Kyoya Ootori lead me. Dozens of ladies sit at tables and on stuffed armchairs, hanging on to a few scattered boys' arms and staring at them with wide eyes. The whole places sparkles and smells of cake, tea, and desperation.

"Kyo-chan!" A cry goes up.

"Kyoya! You're late!"

"Mommy dearest! You're finally here! And oh, a first time guest!" That voice sounds so familiar, but I can't quite place it.

"I know what this is," I say. "A host club! I heard about these, but they don't have many in Karuizawa."

No sooner do I say it than a pair of twins wielding roses appear in front of me, eyes hooded and looking down their noses at me. I almost choke when one puts his arm around the other and they both lean down so I can look into their eyes properly. They say in unison, "Come in. We love first time guests."

"Hikaru! Kaoru!" The voice I can't quite place comes, pushing the two aside. "Stop harassing her! I apologize, princess, but these devilish- Oh."

"Tamaki Souh?" I laugh. "Hi. Nice to see you again."

"Oh, my princess! You followed my advice! I'm so flattered!" He squeals, taking my hand and kissing my knuckles. I blush, yanking my hand away.

"Wait," One of the twins says. "You know her?"

"We met on the street two days ago," I explain. "He told me to enroll in Ouran instead of Lobelia Girls' Academy."

"Good move, boss," The other twin says.

"So what is this?" I ask, trying not to look at them. "That host club you were talking about?"

"Yes!" He gasps. "It is! You should come by, my princess. You will not be disappointed."

"My name isn't princess," I say, pushing past him and into the sparkling room. "It's Mizuki Aihana. And this looks... not that weird." Lie.

"You're Mizuki Aihana?" One of the twins says, both of them leaning close to me. "We heard you over the PA. Did you really make the fountain go bloody?"

"Yep, I did." I glow. "I gotta go now. My brother is waiting for me." With one last glance over my shoulder, I exit the room and stride down the hall. I look back over my shoulder as I leave, only to see Kyoya Ootori and his black notebook. I bite my lip in frustration. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

X-***-X

The next day in class, I am doodling in my notebook as the teacher calls roll when I am tapped on the shoulder. I turn in my chair to see one of those twins grinning at me. I didn't notice him or that Haruhi girl when I came in, but I glance at her shortly.

"Yeah?" I ask, resting my hands on his desk.

"I'm Kaoru," the redhead introduces.

"Mizuki," I respond.

"Yeah, I know. I was just wondering, are you coming back to the club?"

"I don't know," I sigh. "That Tamaki person is pretty interesting. What do you even do at a host club?"

"You entertain ladies," Kaoru explains. "Well, we do. You sit there and be entertained." He smiles a catlike grin at me. I fail to contain my own smile.

"I meant you in particular," I gesture to him and the other one, Hikaru, I remember, who is now listening over his brother's arm. "You know, if I were to come in and request you, what would I expect?"

They smirk at each other, and I grin to myself. After a moment, they turn back to me and say in unison, "Brotherly love, of course."

"Do you have to do that here?" Haruhi hisses, and my technicolor eyes find her. "The teacher is going to-"

"Hey," I interrupt. "Why are you wearing the males' uniform?"

Ah, yes. Here we have a plot structure in its natural habitat.

Hey, hey, hey, guess what. I had an idea. No spoilers yet, but expect much dramas and many laughs. You know, as per usual with .