Tsuki: WOOT! Chapter 2! And I'm sooo very sorry this story sucks, it's my first time EVER to write a fanfic.

Haruhi: I don't get why I'm the only one here though, especially with someone as crazy as you.

Tsuki: *Sulks*

Haruhi: *Sweatdrop* And Tsuki is very sorry she didn't update sooner, it's just that. . .actually, even I don't know. Tsuki?

Tsuki: Yes, my dear daughter?

Haruhi: . . .No comment on the daughter part. How come you didn't update sooner?

Tsuki: *Looks out the window that magically appeared out of nowhere* I was too captivatted by the beauty of nature.

Haruhi: Yes, I'm sure you were Tsuki. Now tell the truth.

Tsuki: *Shuffles feet* I. . .

Haruhi: Yes. . .

Tsuki: *Points out the window* Flew out the window, landed on a billboard, and got stuck, and I couldn't get to my computer!

Haruhi: What the hell?

Tsuki: It's true! *Runs into a random room and comes back out with fake, white, angel wings on back* Behold! *Climbs up the window and gets ready to jump out*

Haruhi: WTF?! Tsuki! You're going to get yourself killed! *Sees Tsuki flapping away with her wings* WTH?! *Sigh* Anyways, time for the disclaimer.

DISCLAIMER~!: Tsuki (HyouhanaAngel25) does NOT own Ouran High School Host Club in ANY way. If she did, OHSHC wouldn't be that great.

CLAIMER~!: But she DOES own her OCs (much to her OCs' dismay)!

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The hostess club, including Keiichiro, was walking around through the halls of Ouran Academy in black capes, covering their whole body, including hair and face. Why? Well, lets take a look at what happened yesterday!

~Yesterday~

"Okaa-san! I just had a thought!" Sora practically screamed, earning a few stares from strangers. Yume sighed. She had agreed to take Sora to the mall. Why? Because she didn't want Sora constantly whining while she was working.

"What is it Sora?" Yume asked uninterestedly.

Sora's eyes brimmed with tears, earning more stares from people. "What if the rich people might know who we are? The hostess club."

Yume raised an eyebrow. "And that's a problem how?"

"Because they might just hang out with us just because of our good looks! We can't have that!" Sora clutched a hand into a tight fist and raised it up with her other hand on her hip, the backround behind her turning pink with sparkles everywhere.

In the backround, you could see a chibi Yume writing something down in her notebook that had randomly appeared out of no where. "I still don't see what's the problem"

Sora's eyes widened as she gave a shocked gasp. "Okaa-san! Do you not want people to be friends with us for who we are? Not just our looks?"

Yume pushed up her glasses, causing them to flash. "It doesn't matter to me. It's a reward for me; more connections, equals more merits."

Sora wasn't paying attention and whipped out a cellphone. She started to quickly press numbers and held it close to her ear. "Sora-senpai / So-chan / master, what is it?" The rest of the hostess club asked.

"Master" Hikari started, anoyyed that she had been woken up, it was 12 p.m., when they help their mother designs clothes, damnit! "didn't you know" Kurai continued, her voice about as anoyyed as her sister's, if not, more. "that school started tommorow?!" They both ended in unison. Their voices rising with anger. "And we were modifying our school uniform for Ouran, too!" They added

"And I have to study senpai, you don't think I got into Evergreen High (their old school) for nothing, do you?" Keiichi sighed, pausing from her book she was reading, it was about Japanese history.

"And Tsukikari and I are practicing our kendo, judo, karate, and martial arts at the local dojo, neh, Tsukikari?" Hoshi replied into the phone. "Ah" Tsuki replied, Sora was on speaker.

"Listen up girls! (Keiichi: And boy) We will diguise ourselves before going to Ouran Academy! We can't have people wanting to get to know us just for our beautiful looks!" Sora exclaimed into the phone, causing them to wince slightly at the loudness.

"Master, this is probably the dumbest idea you could come up with! We didn't mind back at Evergreen, so why care now?" Kurai demanded. Shuffling of paper and mummbling could be heard from their line. "Yah, it wouldn't make much of a difference." Hikari added.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but, Hikari and Kurai have a point, senpai." Keiichi said regretfully, expecting the worse from agreeing with the two devious twins.

"My son! How could you do this to your otou-san?! Agreeing with these, these...unscrupulous twins!" Sora sobbed into the phone as she sat on the park bench. Yume had to drag her to the park, so that she wouldn't cause a scene in the mall.

"Unscrupulous?" Hikari repeated, furious that she and her twin was called something like that. "Speak for yourself, master!" Kurai snapped.

"I think it's a great idea, So-chan!" Hoshi exclaimed, everybody could tell she was grinning on the other line.

"Really, Hoshi-senpai?!" Sora asked in happiness.

"Yeah! It sounds fun, neh, Tsukikari?" "Ah" Came the montone response, making Sora's eyes brim with tears of joy.

"Thank you Tsuki-senpai! You two are so supportive, unlike certain people." Sora thought of her son and the two evil twins. Then glanced sideways at Yume, who shrugged with the 'I don't care if I'm not supportive to your idiotic plan' look on her face, the glare of her glasses shielding her eyes as she continued writing stuff down in her black notebook.

"But seriously senpai, why should I even disguise myself? They think the Keiichiro in the hostess club is a boy-looking girl, and I'm enrolling in Ouran as a male student." Keiichiro stated.

" He has a point, master." The twins chorused.

Sora sulked in a corner by a tree. Her aura turning dark from sadness. She drew circles on the ground with one finger while her other hand gave the phone to Yume.

Yume sighed when Sora gave a pleading, puppy dog face on. Yume held the phone up to her ear. "Keiichiro, if I remember correctly, which I do, you owe us some money (Keiichiro: *Twitches*) and when you signed the contract, it also stated that you shall listen to Sora's commands."

". . .Keiichiro, did you seriously signed a contract Yume-senpai wrote?" Hikari asked.

". . .Yes, and now I know that I should never sign any contracts made by her without reading." Keiichiro sweatdropped and twitched.

"And besides, Hikari, Kurai. Don't you want the hostess club to have Keiichiro all to ourselves?" Yume asked as she placed her notebook on her lap as she sat on the bench Sora was sitting on.

"It's true" They started, everyone could tell just by the tones of their voices that they were smirking. "Keiichiro" Kurai continued. "is our" Hikari followed. "toy!" They exclaimed in perfect sync. Keiichiro twitched.

"Grrr, how dare you call my precious son your toy!" Sora growled as she glared at the phone. Yume sighed.

"Well, that settles it, meet Sora and I at the mall in about 10 minutes by the cosplay shop." Yume told them. "Fine. . . / meet ya there / hai! / ah." They all replied at the same time and hung up.

And that's how it all happened.

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Tsuki: So? Was it better than chappie 1?

Haruhi: . . .It was okay. . .

Sora: I was completely moved by your brilliant idea, Tsuki-chan.

Tsuki: *Glares evily at Sora* Tsuki-chan?!

Sora: *Starts to shake in fear while sweatdropping* I-I mean T-Tsuki-sama!

Tsuki: *Smiles sweetly* That's better!

Haruhi: *Sweatdrops* Atleast I'm not the only one here that has to suffer.

Tsuki: *Ignores Haruhi's comment* Until next time! Sayonara!