Yay, I can update a few chapters quickly! I'm typing up a bunch of these now that I have access to my aunt's laptop, but I'll try to get a lot on either way! Well, read and review please! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Host Club. I wish I did, so that the twins would be MINE! And I could share the rest of them with people… mwahahahahaha!

Chapter 4

Oh my god…

Haruhi's a girl? Kimiko was amazed and shocked beyond measure.

So Kimiko was right, they are straight… This is perfect… but how can Haruhi be a girl? She, he, I don't know which! Haruhi looks like a guy! Akira was torn between a mixture of shock and glee.

The club stared at the girls, just as shocked. This is not good…

They found out! Now they're going to spill the truth and Haruhi will have to leave the club! Kaoru thought frantically.

If they tell, we'll lose our precious daughter! The rest of Tamaki's thoughts became a jumbled mess.

If Haruhi can't work for the club, she'll never be able to pay off her debt, Kyoya thought calmly as everyone but the 3rd years began to really freak out.

We have to keep them from talking!

Kimiko was the first one to recover. She smiled nervously, sensing the atmosphere was not friendly. "I… um… I just came back to get my bag." She grabbed it and dashed out, dragging her still shocked friend with her.

The twins recovered and roused the 3rd years to action. "After them! We have to make sure they keep quiet!"

Kimiko and Akira glanced backwards to see the twins, Mori, and Hunny-sempai chasing after them. "Aaah! Run!"

"I am running!" Akira snapped.

"Well, they're catching up!" Kimiko replied, looking around frantically for a way out. Anything would work, because with the faces the twins had on, she preferred pain to anything the twins could cook up. She found an escape route. "Akira!"

"What?" Akira glanced back. The hosts were getting closer, and she didn't like the looks they had.

"The windows! Jump!"

Akira looked at Kimiko, obviously thinking she'd gone crazy. "Are you insane?"

"Would you rather they catch you?"

Well, when she put it that way, any broken bones sounded better than getting caught. "After you!"

Kimiko dove towards a window, Akira close behind, but both of them were jolted back and thrown on the ground.

"Ow!"

"Did you have to throw us?" Akira snapped. "Hey, put me down!" Mori had her over one shoulder, fireman-style. "Let go!" She started pounding her fists into his back not expecting it to work. It didn't.

The twins each reached for Kimiko, who was glaring at them evilly.

"Um… Hika-chan, Kao-chan, I wouldn't…" The twins were sent flying as Hunny-sempai started to speak. "…do that…"
"Ouch!"

"Crazy female!"

Kimiko sent them an evil glare, one worthy of being on a list with Kyoya and Casanova's. "Come on, let's go."

"Huh?"

"You didn't think Ki-chan would leave Aki-chan to deal with us alone, did you?" Hunny-sempai asked. "Ki-chan, do you want more cake?"

"Sure, why not?" Kimiko and Hunny-sempai started to leave the flabbergasted twins behind.

"So you had to hit us?" Hikaru snapped. "And now you're going to eat cake?"

"Yep, that's pretty much it," Kimiko replied calmly. At least she didn't blush when it was Hikaru talking to her. "Hey you two, don't be so grumpy, you tried to grab me remember? Self-defense."

When they made it to the club room, the twins miraculously found some rope and tied the girls to separate chairs.

"Is this really necessary?" Akira growled at Kyoya, who seemed to be in charge.

Kyoya shrugged. "I can't stop them." Rather, he didn't care, as long as they made sure the girls didn't tell Haruhi's secret.

"You two are so dead!" Kimiko promised the twins, trying to loosen the ropes. "Trust me, once I get out of here…"

Kaoru put his face in front of hers, grinning. "You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" He was almost purring.

Kimiko backed away as far as she could, blushing deeply. "You'll be the first to go after!" It sounded weak, even to her.

"Now, about what you heard?"

"Oh yeah! Haruhi, you're a girl?" Akira asked, suddenly remembering.

"Yeah."

"Who else knows?" Kimiko didn't try to stop Akira's questions. It was pointless, since she'd just try to get the answers another way.

"The Host Club, Casanova, and you two," Kaoru replied.

After a moment that Akira didn't reply in, Kimiko asked her own question. "Why is Haruhi cross-dressing and working for the Host Club?"

"She owes the club $80,000. (AN: using dollars instead of yen… it's easier for me to remember! That is right, right?)

There was silence for a few moments as the girls blinked a few times. Then they exploded.

"So she's practically a slave?" Akira burst out. "That's so wrong, using a girl like that!"

"Wait, we didn't…"

"You guys are so messed up! That's horrible!"

"We didn't know she was a girl at first! We thought she was a guy!" No one was sure who'd yelled it, but that was what everyone heard.

"And that's supposed to make it better? Honestly, you're all idiots!" Akira snapped.

"I'm jealous!" Kimiko whined suddenly. "I don't want to wear the girl's uniform! I want to be able to wear the guy's uniform too!"

"Kimiko, this isn't the time to complain about that!" Akira said. "Untie me!"

"No." No one moved to untie her, though they all shuddered at the evil glare she sent their way.

"Come on, it's not like I'm going to tell anyone!" Akira complained. "It'll just cause problems, and the Host Club wouldn't be as fun to investigate without her!" Akira glanced at Kimiko.

"Kimiko, you won't tell anyone, will you?"

"I wouldn't subject anyone to this thing," Kimiko grimaced, referring to their uniform. "My lips are most definitely sealed. Now can you untie us?"

Kyoya nodded his consent, and the twins set to work. It took fifteen minutes, some scissors, and supernatural strength to untie the two girls.

"Ow… that hurt!" Akira complained. "Did you really have to tie us up?" No one said anything, and Haruhi was watching them all silently, packing up her stuff.

"You two…" Kimiko cracked her knuckles, getting the twin's attention. "Time to die."

Kaoru laughed nervously. "Now, calm down, it was just a joke!"

"I'm not joking!" Kimiko lunged at Kaoru, chasing him around the room as he dodged.

"Yikes!" Tamaki was still in a daze when Kimiko pushed him out of her way, and he landed on top of Haruhi, knocking her down as she got ready to leave.

His legs were straddling her hips, and his hands were by her head. Neither one of the two noticed the position, however, and remained there, their eyes meeting.

"Haruhi, are you okay?" Tamaki asked, concerned.

"I'm fine sempai…" Haruhi gave him an indifferent look. His hands got closer to her shoulders as he leaned up to make sure she was alright.

Tamaki sighed in relief. He'd been worried she'd hit her head on the floor or something.

"Can I get up now?" Tamaki, dense as he is, finally noticed the position they were in and got up in a hurry, as red as a lobster. Then, being the gentleman he is, offered her a hand up.

"Sempai? Are you okay?" Haruhi asked. Tamaki was bright red, and she really hoped he wasn't coming down with a fever. Last time that happened, it had only caused problems. She stood and put a hand on his forehead, checking the temperature. "I don't think you have a fever…"

"I- I'm fine!" Tamaki sent her a grin. "Perhaps we could eat some cake?"

Aww… how cute! Kimiko and Akira thought at the same time, watching the event Kimiko had unintentionally caused. By now, Kimiko had caught Kaoru and decided he wasn't worth the hassle killing him would cause. Good revenge came slowly, and she planned on getting retribution.

"I'm leaving," Haruhi said easily. "I'll see everyone tomorrow." She left without a backwards glance.

"I can't believe Haruhi's actually a girl," Kimiko murmured. "She doesn't have a girly bone in her body, does she?"

"We think the same thing most of the time," Kaoru replied. "Hey, since you know the secret, do you want to model with her?"

"Eww! No way!" Akira faked a gag as Kimiko shook her head vigorously.

"Modeling is a shallow, vain activity! It tells people they have to look a certain way and wear certain things to be accepted in society!" Kimiko ranted. "It's stupid, and ridiculous, and wrong!"

"You do realize you're saying that to the kids of a woman who makes a living off of people modeling her clothing?" Akira noted.

The full meaning of what she had been saying finally hit Kimiko. "What? Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it like that!"

Both twins grinned, though Hikaru's was definitely the more evil of the two. "You could do something better than apologize," Kaoru grinned broadly. "Try the modeling."

Kimiko gave up on the argument she knew she was going to lose anyways. "When?"

"Sunday!"

"I can't. I'm busy then." Kimiko ran through her schedule mentally. She wasn't normally organized, but ever since she'd planned to be at a party and a dance in two different towns at the same time, she'd learned a lesson. "I'm busy everyday for the next few months."

"Oh. Akira, we're drafting you then!"

"No, you're not. I have school work." Akira gathered up her stuff. "I'm leaving now. I'll see everyone sometime."

"Wait, I'll go with you!" Kimiko made sure she had all her things this time and went to chase Akira.

"See you tomorrow Kimiko!" Kaoru called. She blushed and dashed out without saying anything.

Kaoru turned to Hikaru. At some point, the other members had gravitated out of the room, leaving them alone. "Want to head home?" Kaoru asked, noticing his twin's attitude.

"She's annoying."

Kaoru could guess who Hikaru was talking about. "Kimiko? She's fun to tease," Kaoru replied carefully. "Her reactions are funny. Haruhi doesn't even react anymore; we need a new subject."

"I'm leaving," Hikaru stood up to leave. "I'm going to walk. I'll see you at home."

Kaoru stood dumbstruck. He didn't know why Hikaru was so angry now. The only possible reason he could think of was that Hikaru felt Kimiko was trying to force her way into their lives. It fit. Hikaru could be very childish when he felt someone was trying to intrude in their world. He could also be very nasty towards others.

Well, the only thing to do was keep moving.

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Kyoya glared at his computer screen. His research was not only trivial, but insane. Clinically insane at that.

He was pretty sure Kimiko had some evil plan in mind for Kaoru, she'd certainly been angry enough. That normally wasn't a sign that someone was very forgiving and tried to stop fights no matter what. She was more the type to start a fight, not end one. At least the reports that she had no experience with boys were true. That could prove useful.

Also, her friend Akira was not what the reports had claimed she was. Trusting? Naïve? Blind to the troubles of the world? Easily charmed? No to all four! Except for Hunny-sempai, none of the other hosts had any effect on her, and Hunny-sempai was someone she already knew and felt about in a familial way.

Now, along with all his other work, he had to actually speak to them and work to get information from them, instead of already knowing it. Kyoya was already at a disadvantage, and he knew it. But, if all went as planned, it would all be worth it…

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