A/N: Dum de dum…. Oh I'm getting a migraine because of my brother, but my poor little brain threatens to explode if I don't write down my stories, so here we go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.
Chapter 3
It was spring season, and the Host Club was having a viewing outside, which added onto the romance and squealing of girls. Someone noticed that a Host was missing, however.
"Ne, Tamaki-kun, where's Akira-kun?" a girl said, looking concerned. Tamaki made a funeral expression.
"I'm afraid that our poor Akira caught a cold during the dance party, so he's home sick," Tamaki informed her gravely, and the girls let out a cry of sympathy.
"Poor Akira-kun!"
"We should write him get-well cards!"
"I doubt Akira would want any sympathy from them," Haruhi thought dryly, staring into space as she listened to the girls rattle off ideas. Tamaki walked over to her.
"Having fun admiring the flowers, Haruhi?" he asked, trying to dazzle her with a smile. Haruhi merely nodded, while the twins crept up behind her.
"Oi, Haruhi," Karou said casually, putting an arm around her shoulder, causing Tamaki to turn into stone.
"Have you considered what classes you're taking next year?" Hikaru added, putting his arm around her shoulders, which made Tamaki crack into a million pieces.
"Oh yeah…."
"We should go over this together," the twins both said. "After all… we're classmates," they said, throwing identical sneers at Tamaki, who went to go find a substitute for his emo corner in Music Room #3. Tamaki started mournfully weeping to Kyoya, who wasn't paying a bit of attention. Suddenly, Kyoya said.
"We're not earning very much business if we had a viewing with all of the Host Club present," he said to himself, causing Tamaki to yell at him for not listening. Finally, Tamaki started shaking Haruhi's shoulders and crying,
"I just want my little Haruhi to start acting like a girl again!"
"The secret's going to get out soon, anyway," Hikaru said, irritatedly wondering why he was starting to get annoyed. "We have the physicals examination the day after tomorrow, remember?"
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*Haruhi isn't in the room yet*
Akira quietly opened the door to the music room the next day, when someone jumped onto her.
"Aki-chan. Aki-chan, you're back!" Honey cried, sitting on Akira's shoulders, and she coughed.
"Yes, I'm back, now can you get off of me?" she asked, annoyed. Though she acted like her usual cold self, the others could still tell that Akira was a little pale, and not over her cold.
"Oh yeah, Akira," Kaoru spoke up. "We're having a physical examination tomorrow, just thought you should know." Akira looked up in disbelief.
"Well, she said, thinking hard for a second, then shrugged. "I have a plan." She looked over at Tamaki, who was sitting in a chair in an odd pose with a *starstruck expression on his face. "What's up with Suoh?"
Hikaru shrugged.
"He makes that face when his mental theater is going on," he explained.
"Well, he looks like he's having fun," Akira noted dryly. Honey, Kyoya, Mori, and the twins stared at her. In the beginning, when she had first joined the Host Club, Akira had been really cold and sharp, but she seemed to have loosened up a bit.
Suddenly, Tamaki snapped back to reality, and grinned so hard that Akira seriously thought his mouth was going to fall straight off.
"Of course, Haruhi and I are just like necessary components to this love comedy," he announced dramatically to the world. There was a pause.
"What love comedy?" Honey said.
"What about you and Haruhi?" Akira asked, bemused.
"What does that make us?" Hikaru and Kaoru said, pointing to the other members. Tamaki whipped out a stick and started making a line between him and the other Host Club members.
"Oh, you guys are the homo-homo supporting cast," he said with gusto. "Just make sure you don't cross this line, and we'll be fine!" Getting irritated, Kyoya said,
"You know, if Haruhi gets found out that she's a girl, she won't be allowed to join the Host Club anymore." Tamaki turned into stone, and everyone else thought, "… he hadn't thought of it yet…"
Hikaru and Kaoru shrugged.
"It won't matter to us," they said, and then added,
"We're her classmates, after all," Tamaki cracked into a million pieces for the second time in two days. Just then, Haruhi entered the room.
"Sorry I'm la-," she started off breathlessly, but then Tamaki grabbed her and shook her, hard.
"Don't worry, Haruhi! We'll keep your secret safe no matter what!" he shouted.
"…Hai?"
Tamaki snapped his fingers.
"Star Operation Conceal Haruhi's Gender!"
Akira looked around the examination room.
"So, this is all just for tradition?" she asked someone who walked by her, who nodded.
"Yeah, because everyone here can afford their own doctors, and all," he said. Akira sighed. They were inside a massive room full of nurses and doctors, getting ready to take the examinations. She felt someone behind her, and turned around. It was Kyoya.
"So, care to explain why you were absent for a mere cold?" he asked smoothly.
"None of your business," Akira said, keeping her cool. To change the subject, she said,
"Are all of these people from Ootori hospitals?" and Kyoya nodded.
"Figures," she muttered, just then she saw Haruhi being ushered into a dressing room, and Tamaki sneaking in behind her. She was about to turn to Kyoya and ask what Tamaki was up to, when the twins pushed her in there, too. Akira was about to protest, when she saw Tamaki put on a brown wig and exit the room, watched by a bemused Haruhi.
"…. How far will his stupidity go?" Akira sighed, shaking her head. A few moments later, Tamaki came back inside, roaring at the twins, who were bent over gasping with laughter. Honey, Mori, and Kyoya entered the room, and looked at Akira.
"So, Aki-chan, what are you going to do?" Honey asked curiously.
"I said I had it covered," Akira snapped, and Honey flinched a little, knowing how evil Akira could be. Rolling her eyes, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Arata? Can you come to my school wearing my spare uniform?"
"Well," Akira said, watching Tamaki crumble into dust before her eyes. "That was real smooth." Tamaki started sobbing.
"Kyoya, how could you not have told me that you had a clinic for Haruhi already set up?" he cried. Kyoya shrugged.
"It's my way of revenge for being called a homo-homo supporter cast," Akira heard him mutter. The Host Club was waiting for Akira's twin brother, Arata, to come. Haruhi had already been examined by a nurse sworn to secrecy, after accidentally meeting some weird doctor who was looking for his daughter's public school.
"Hey, Akira," Hikaru said, obviously bored. "How longer do we-"
Just then, an exact clone of Akira walked into the room, with a confused look on his face.
"What's this all about, Akira?" the "clone" said, thoroughly confused.
"AKI-CHAN HAS A CLONE!!!!" Honey said, running around the room.
"Of course not!" Akira shouted at him. Then she looked over at the "clone" with a grimace.
"Arata," she said grimly. "I'd like you to meet the Host Club." She looked over at the others. "This is Arata, my twin brother.
It was eerily quiet in Music Room #3.
The twins looked over at Arata, who was calmly sitting next to his sister.
"So…." Hikaru started, and everyone looked over at them, except Arata and Akira, who were having a very, very quiet conversation.
"ARATA!" they both yelled, and he jumped. "What's Akira like at home?"
"Ehh…." He said. Everyone had finished their examinations easily. The reason Akira called her brother was so that he could take the examination for her, and since they were the same height, had the same eyes, hair, and hair color, it wouldn't even be suspicious.
The Host Club had found out that characteristically, however, Arata was completely the opposite of Akira. While she was always cold towards them, Arata was warm and friendly, 24/7.
"She's… the same, I guess," Arata.
"Arata!" Akira said, looking up sharply at her brother. Then she looked away. "Not another word about me," she muttered, but the twins kept asking questions.
"Does she wear dresses?
"Skirts?"
"I bet she acts all girly."
"Or maybe she even acts more alien-like."
"Is her room organized?"
"Does she read all da-"
"ENOUGH!" Akira shouted, and surprised, the twins shut their mouths. Akira sighed, and glared at the Host Club members excluding Haruhi, who were looking amusedly at her shout out. She glanced over at her twin. "It's been a long day," she stated. "We should get going." Arata stood up and nodded.
"Right," he said, and looked over to the Host Club.
"It was nice to meet the infamous Host Club," he added, smiling. With that, they both silently left.
The Host Club all looked at each other.
"Aki-chan sure is secretive, ne, Takashi?" Honey said.
"Ah."
A light bulb went off in Tamaki's head, and he snapped his fingers.
"Tomorrow, we start "Operation Learn More About Akira Sohma: Take Two!"
Dang, Akira sure is going to be mad at them…. Did you like it? :)
*Starstruck means like, a silly little grin etched across his face
