Benji

Haruhi and I, along with Lucki, walked into the academy with dreamy sighs. Today would be a great day.

Though one thing had me exceedingly worried…

Liv had called me as soon as I got home yesterday to tell me about some big surprises she had. Knowing Liv…This could mean certain doom… Though we're too distracted to notice.

If I said I wasn't a little miffed at Lucki, I'd be lying. She tried to kill herself. That doesn't go unpunished by me. Even if I was on the brim of happiness for her and Hikaru…It's about time he found a girl.

Just as I finished the thought, Liv came jogging toward us in an insanely cute outfit which instantly made me jealous. She wore a thin gray cut off v-neck vest over a cream and gray colored 'To Write Love on Her Arms' baby-tee. And for pants she had on light gray skinny jeans with black and white high-top All-Stars. Though her hair was pulled into a dark purple baseball cap with the Kool-aid guy's face in black on it. She was beaming ear to ear.

"Okay, we knew our good moods wouldn't last. So what's the news?" I joked. She rolled her eyes. "I did something major." She pushed her hands forward slightly to emphasize the 'seriousness' of her news.

From the look on her face I could just sense it was stupid. "What'd you do?" I signaled her to continue. She squealed briefly. Haruhi covered her ears. "WHAT?!" Lucki yelled.

Liv sighed and pulled the hat off of her head revealing a head of…

….

"BLONDE?!" Haruhi and I shrieked. Liv nodded. I began to prod at it with my French manicure. "You're kidding me right?" Haruhi twirled a strand of it in awe. Liv giggle loudly. "Nope. It's all real!"

I stepped back to take a look at her. It was a very light blonde… a Hilary Duff as Lizzie McGuire blonde, nice and pin straight.

(I am very sorry for the Disney channel reference to all whom this may concern. I just couldn't think of anymore famous blondes -_-)

I smiled at her ruefully. "It looks amazing!" I was obviously telling the truth….It was just a really big change.

"Really?" She looked at us hopefully. Before the two of us could reply, Lucki grabbed Liv's wrist and dragged her across the hall to the ladies room. She kept silent, though she got a lot of confused and nervous stares.

"What are you doing?!" Liv gave one final shriek before the restroom door closed.

It was silent at first, and then Tamaki and Kyouya approached. I kissed Kyouya briefly before hearing a loud yelp from the girl's room. The twins walked slowly toward us. I elbowed Hikaru twice with a suggestive "eh…eh" and a wide grin. He rolled his eyes knowing that I was referring to his new girl friend.

"What's going on in there?" Kaoru pointed toward the bathroom door. "Well…. I don't exactly know. But it's Liv and Lucki so it can't be too bad." Haruhi sighed. Kyouya flashed her an 'are you serious?' look.

Haruhi shrugged. "It's Lucki! I doubt she's up to anything stu-" Haruhi paused upon seeing our accusatory stares. She curled her fingers into a small fist. "Yeah it can't be good."

We sat in silence for a few more minutes until Lucki clicked out of the girl's room in her altered Ouran uniform. She smiled the bright smile she had whenever she lay eyes on Hikaru lately. How she told them apart in their uniform was beyond me. I honestly still had an issue with telling them apart not in their uniform…Hm…shows how much I care…

Lucki kissed Hikaru on the cheek and turned toward the bathroom door. "It's better this way Liv!" She shouted.

Liv reluctantly opened the door and walked out. Her hair looked way better and now I was a little more comfortable with the change.

Her hair was curled loosely. It didn't look curly it looked…worn. It looked as if someone had taken a fan to it. The style was much more….Liv.

"Much better." Haruhi commented. Liv shrugged with a laugh. "I feel like Kristen Chenoweth." My mouth opened when she made that reference. "You do look like her!" I reached out and touched her hair.

"That's insanity." I laughed.

"Hey guys," Aiko approached us. "You're gonna be late." She stood next to Kaoru and I remembered that we weren't finished playing cupid yet…

Kaoru smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah we'd better get going guys." We sighed and started off to class.

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Haruhi

It happened in Chemistry.

After a long boring speech about how to identify species of DNA, we were interrupted by the Prom invitations.

Tamaki and I had decided not to go, seeing as how it's Prom…and dancing…You get the picture. Well by now if you hadn't gotten a Prom invitation, it meant you weren't getting one or you'd be getting an extremely upsetting one.

Well…

I sat there blank faced waiting for the rest of the class to figure out the species when a young looking first year male walked into the class room.

"Haruhi Fujioka?" He called out. The whole class stopped working to look at him. Oh no…

"Um, yes?" I replied cautiously. He approached my desk. Noticing this, I sunk down further and further.

"I am gonna kill him" I snarled quietly between gritted teeth. When I heard other footsteps I turned to see a crowd of other first years was following him with several white roses.

That's when he walked in…

A sheepish smile was plastered across his face. And now they were all staring. I sighed in defeat.

He reached out his hand, and I took it with trust. Tamaki hoisted me to my feet gently. The pause in time seemed to drag on for hours.

"May I escort you to Prom Miss Fujioka?" He asked slyly. I pretended to think. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt." I feigned carelessness.

Tamaki flashed a bright smile. He pulled me into a warm embrace. We stayed like that until the teacher coughed impatiently. Tamaki pulled away briefly and I coughed awkwardly.

"So um… see you after class." He stated. The first years placed the roses on my desk before exiting. I groaned, not knowing what to do with the several dozen white roses.

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There you go.

Hey guys, sorry for all the breaks I've been taking on this story…

I've been jumping in and out of the Ouran fanboat.

It's not that I don't LOVE Ouran because I do….deeply.

It's just that I'm caught between three fanbases.

The Nanny

Fullmetal Alchemist (series 1 and 2…mostly series 2)

And Ouran.

So yeah…I don't exactly know what else to say, I guess I'll update when I can, which will NOT be too far apart.

Okay so what do you guys think? :D

The next prom invites will be in the next chapter, it's late my juices are running low, it's 1:30 and our state testing just ended.

So, I'm a little sleepy so I'll just wrap up with bit of nonsense….

I'm ~*AAWAFDD*~ and I remember so you don't have to.