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Chapter Three, Which one is Hikaru Game.

"It's just too risky!" Daisuke shouted as he threw his arms up in the air. He was walking to his brand new school in the crisp air of the early morning.

It's no wonder you never have any fun. A dark voice resonated from within.

"It's only our second day; you don't know a thing about these people." Daisuke sulked under the weight of his shoulder pack.

Think about it like a bluff, his velvety voice continued, a well timed bluff that will land me a jasper vase.

Daisuke looked down at his feet thoughtfully.

"That's when we can go home, right?"

The sound of his footsteps on the cobblestone path filled the air as dark thought for a moment.

That's the theory. Dark finally added softly.

Only moments later did Daisuke reach the grounds of the prestigious school, Ouran Academy. He took a moment to stare in awe at the imposing buildings and the huge elegant clock tower. "Honestly," In his mind, it was as if Dark lifted his head to listen, "I just want to go home."

He was the only person in sight who had walked to school that morning, instead, the amount of limousines dropping off students were enough to warrant a squad of traffic officers, even if it was still a bit early.

Daisuke made it past the crowd without being noticed, at least until he made it inside the building and bumped right into Tamaki.

"Tamaki-senpai!" Daisuke exclaimed, "I didn't see-"

"Oh, no harm done." Tamaki dusted his uniform idly. "Say, you're the new student that had lunch with our club yesterday! Your name was Daisuke, right?"

Daisuke nodded, and Tamaki's eyes lit up in remembrance. "Have you been able to meet any of the new students yet?" He asked politely.

"Well," Daisuke thought for a second. "Besides you and your friends at the lunch table, I haven't really met anyone." Daisuke was speaking casually, but Tamaki's eyes grew rounder and rounder. When Daisuke noticed the little tear droplets hanging at the corners of his eyes, he had to ask. "Um, senpai. Are you okay?"

"You're coming with me!"

Before Daisuke could even respond Tamaki was dragging him down the hall, "You must come see our club before school starts!"

Daisuke managed to get out a small, "well okay?" as Tamaki led the way directly to Music Room 3. For Daisuke it seemed kind of odd because he already knew the way to the clubroom; it had been the first room in the whole school that He and Dark saw.

"This," He introduced with his usual, elegant flair. "Is the Ouran Academy Host Club."

The double doors opened with a gush of wind and revealed every beautiful member of the host club, there waiting, except for one. They lounged beautifully on a red Victorian couch.

Daisuke stole a glance at the vase carved of Jasper, sitting on a pedestal only a few feet away. How Ironic. Dark grumbled.

"Hey! You're the same guy from yesterday!" Honey exclaimed happily.

"Well, yes I-"

"Welcome to the Ouran Academy Host club!" The lot of them greeted warmly.

"Eh?" Daisuke was kind of taken aback. "So, what kind of club is this any way?"

"Our club specializes in one thing." He gave a flourishing bow, "We specialize in making young ladies happy!" Tamaki answered joyfully. "Let me introduce you to everyone!"

Tamaki flew across the room, "First this is Haruhi Fujioka, second year."

"We've already been introduced," Haruhi grumbled.

"Next is Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka, also known as Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai, they are both in their fourth year!"

Honey jumped with glee and gave a bright, "Hello!" While Takashi merely nodded his head.

"In the same year?" Daisuke looked between the inseparable duo in awe.

"Next," Tamaki continued without slowing, "Is the Hitachiin twins!" But when he turned to introduce them there was only one.

Hikaru rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Kaoru woke up with a cold this morning. He insisted that I go on without him." It was obvious that he was not very happy about the fact.

"Well all the same," Tamaki placed his hands on Hikaru's shoulders. "Just imagine two identical guys who look like this," He shook Hikaru's shoulders a little bit. "This is Hikaru and the other is Kaoru."

"It's like Haruhi said," Daisuke added while sheepishly scratching the back of this head, "I got to meet everyone yesterday at lunch!"

"Very well," Tamaki sighed. "Last is Kyouya Ootori." Tamaki gestured toward him, sitting at a table and typing away on his laptop.

Remind you of anyone? Dark's voice suddenly chimed. To Daisuke it was like he was holding a picture of Satoshi with both hands.

Look at this! He has the same glasses, he's always taking notes, and just look at how he sideways glances!

Daisuke whispered under his breath to dark.

"Be quiet!"

"What was that?" Tamaki asked, suddenly paying attention.

"Oh, well," Daisuke laughed nervously, "this is QUITE the club! I've never seen anything like it!"

Tamaki smiled warmly, obviously very pleased.

After school let out, and most of the students had already gone home, Kaoru let himself into the empty, dark clubroom. He walked casually to the Jasper vase, on its shining pedestal in the middle of the room. With only a slight second of hesitation, he reached to pick it up.

Just then, the door swung open, Kaoru spun to face the door and acted like he was digging through his book bag.

Two girls poked their heads in and looked into the dim room. "Oh, hey there.." The first girl greeted, pausing when she realized that she didn't know which twin was standing there. "Has Tamaki-Senpai gone home?" She asked.

"Tamaki-senpai has gone home." He answered without looking. He dug fruitlessly through his bag until he heard the door close.

Standing, he took a deep breath. Putting his book bag on a nearby couch, he casually returned to the vase. Just as his fingers reached the handles the door opened again, "Tamaki-senpai has gone home."

He looked up, to see Hikaru standing in the door way. With the light of the hallway behind him, all that could be seen was his lean, black silhouette.

A moment passed before anything happened, it was so quiet, they could hear the gurgling of the fountain outside.

"They said that you were in here." Hikaru said tensely, closing the door.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru greeted warmly. "I'm feeling better."

"YOU DON'T EVEN LOOK LIKE HIM!" Hikaru jumped at Kaoru with a sudden force and they hit the ground hard. Pinned tight, Kaoru cried out but Hikaru showed no signs of mercy.

"What ARE YOU!" Hikaru shouted at the top of his lungs, right into his supposed twin's face. The pinned twin struggled to get free, his face a mix of innocent surprise and fear.

"Stop it Hikaru!" He begged, squinting his eyes shut.

Just then, the doors to the clubroom burst open, showing silhouettes of the Ouran High Host Club. Takashi went for the lights. Suddenly revealed were the Hitachiin brothers on the floor, struggling against each other and squinting in the new light.

The twin pinned on the floor suddenly shouted, "He's an impostor! He's pretending to be Kaoru so he can steal the vase!"

Hikaru's eyes instantly became shocked and a small sound of surprise escaped him. "It's not true!" He retorted, "He's the impostor!"

Kaoru began to try to pull his arms free, "He suddenly attacked me, so I couldn't stop him from stealing the vase."

"SHUT UP!" Hikaru screamed, pushing him harder into the floor, "You're a LIAR!"

Outside the window, unknown to anyone, was the Phantom Thief Dark. He watched the whole event unfold and was one second away from jumping in to save Wiz when Tamaki suddenly shouted.

"Stop this!" He said, pointing at them both. He looked right at Hikaru and commanded, "Get off of him."

Dark was completely surprised at how well Wiz had fooled them. He watched as Hikaru looked up, completely shocked. His expression soon turned hurt as a tight knot formed in his throat. "But, boss."

Tamaki only shook his head, "Just get off."

Hikaru stared in disbelief for a second, but soon conceded to release the imposter twin and stand to his feet.

"Kyouya!" Tamaki called, "Go get Haruhi!"

Kyouya was gone in an instant. Dark watched him go with a question in his eyes. "Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai, don't let either of them leave."

Takashi Morinozuka nodded in affirmation, but Honey looked unsure.

Dark took a step back from the window and tried to add things up.

"They can't tell Wiz and Hikaru apart!" He whispered to himself and Daisuke.

"No one can.." Just then, it occurred to him. "Except... Haruhi."

Darrk? Daisuke said in a warning tone. What are you planning?

"You'll see." With one graceful movement, Dark took off as fast as shadow.