Hello again everyone! I'm back. Shizuka won't be writing in her diary today, because a certain *ahem* distraction has kept her privacy from doing so.

Also I'm currently sulking as I scroll through different kinds of fanfics in OHSHC, EVERYONE HERE WRITES AMAZINGLY! I don't feel worthy to be in their presence... I'm such a noob... Makes me feel like this story isn't good enough. BUT I WON'T LOSE HOPE! IT WILL GET BETTER! I KNOW IT WILL! Anyways,

Enjoy~

Meeting the Twins: Means of Information

Walk.

Walk.

Walk.

Stop.

The two pairs of feet came to a halt the moment they had reached the entrance of their destination. The two of them walked inside at a marching bandsman's pace. After a swift turn of their heels, they leaned forward, and said quite eerily,

"Boo."

Their victim, a certain glasses-bearing, freckled girl that I'm sure you've heard of long enough, scrambled and jumped up the moment she heard their voices behind her. The reaction sent the back of her hair standing up, making her drop her mechanical pencil and uncovering the notebook she was writing on.

"My, my, what's this, Kaoru?" he said while grabbing a certain open organizer on the table, flipping it to a random page.

"Hey! Give it back!" Shizuka tried pulling it out of his hands, but before she could, Hikaru threw it to Kaoru.

"I'm not sure, Hikaru, do you think I should read what it says?" he asked with fake innocence, the sing-song voice making Shizuka sick in the ears.

"NO!" she gasped with sheer embarrassment, then determination to get back the notebook, demonstrated as she lunged at Kaoru in a predatory manner.

"Go on Kaoru, what does it say?" Hikaru had urged him to continue as he was holding her down, making sure that she couldn't rip Kaoru's throat.

"LET ME GO!" she kicked Hikaru furiously, flailing her arms to and fro. Her persistence finally paid off when his grip on her loosened after she smacked a direct hit on his face.

"Let's see... 'Diary Journal Entry #743, Today was a-'" before he could say anything else, Shizuka had finally taken back her rightfully own organizer, and snapped it shut before giving the pair a death glare that could be silence even them and teach them their place.

"Damn rich bastards." She snarled at them, giving them a ferociously toothy grin. She re-quoted Haruhi's previous statement she had said during the conversation they held the day before. The twins shivered under the evil aura the gariben's body was sending off within a 10 meter's radius. They tried to maintain their nonchalant posterior they just had awhile ago by making a comeback,

"Princess, that isn't-"

"-how proper ladies should act!"

The two of them failed regaining their confidence, as they stuttered on each of their last syllables, slowly sitting down on nearby chairs, doing so with weak knees. They shrunk once more, as if the woman could smell the scent of their fear. Their palms started to excrete sweat, their throats, suddenly gaining a lack of hydration, and disturbed butterflies flying around in their stomachs as they watched the pusillanimous terror unfold before their eyes.

But the tenseness of their nerves had flopped, because their expectancy had been turned down. Instead of a horrifying experience, they were greeted by the opposite of they had wanted. Shizuka had looked perturbed, an emotion showing she was bothered by many things on her mind. They watched as she sharply intook a few deep breaths, as if she was hyperventilating or having an asthma attack.

"Okay, this has gone far too long." she took one more deep breath, sitting back down on her school chair, "Why are you people following me?!" she asked, giving a look of desperate plea.

The twins faced each other, dumbfounded at the question.

"What do you mean?" they both asked with no trace of sarcasm in their voices, instead, traces of confusion.

"Don't play dumb with me! I know that Host Club members wouldn't just suddenly meet me one by one, and just walk up to me, acting all Mr. Goody Two-Shoes!" she gestured at the two of them, a whole different side of her personality unleashed. "I'm not stupid, you know!"

"Oh-""-I see."

"So you figured it out, huh?" both of them smirked, regaining their confidence and arrogant attitudes, respectively.

"Well then, to get that information princess-""-we'll have to continue that game that you refused to play."

"...Which game?" she asked suspiciously after a moment of deduction.

"The 'Which one of us is Hikaru' game!" they said unenthusiastically, yet with wit and pride in their faces, making emphasized jazz hands.

"Didn't I tell you I don't know you guys well enough?" she muttered, furrowing her eyebrows in disappointment and impatience. Hikaru and Kaoru grabbed their burettes from their pockets, placing in on top of their heads in order to cover their hair partings.

"I'm Hikaru."

"And I'm Kaoru."

They introduced themselves as if it was their first time meeting Shizuka. I need to do this! If I don't, I'll never know why they're following me! She took in and absorbed every single between each twin, squinting her ebony eyes, each nook and cranny of their facial features, the shape of their golden-brown orbs, the colour of their hair, even their breathing, seeing almost no difference that would help her differentiate the two physically, aside from the hair parting.

"Now close your eyes."

She did as asked and waited for their signal.

"Open them."

She stared at the two of them once more, their positions not changing, but the person, possibly being different. Nothing, she inwardly slumped in defeat, I don't see anything. They don't look different, smell different, feel different... why would I bother doing this when I know I'm going to lose?

"You're Hikaru!" she pointed at the one to the left.

"Bzzt." They both said, making a gameshow's 'wrong answer' noise.

"Th-then, you're Hikaru!" she pointed at the one to the right.

"Wrong again," "Princess."

"But... But you can't be both Ka-" the realization hit her. It really is such a game, isn't it? They'll both be in denial to both answers, either ways. The only time they'll admit defeat... is when I have evidence to back it up.

"Well, it seems that-""-Our princess has given up!" There! That's it!

"You're Hikaru!" she pointed once more to the left. The two twins blinked.

"Princess, didn't we say,-""-That you were wrong?"

"No. I'm... I'm sure I'm correct." She said with brash assurance. "I know I'm correct." she backed up her statement by eloborating, "Hikaru always starts the sentences, and Kaoru finishes them. Also, Hikaru's voice is more accented into a kansai accent. While Kaoru's remains of a more composed and slightly breathy voice." The twins gave a look consternation, completely astonished at her discovery.

"Perhaps, since you grew up together, you never noticed it." She added.

"Now give me my information."

"Senpai, I told her already." Haruhi articulated. "She decided to stay in 2-B. She said thanks for the offer anyway."

Kyoya turned away from the retina-burning glare of his laptop. "Really? What was she doing when you asked her?" he questioned. Haruhi looked confused, why would senpai need to ask that?

"She was writing something in an organizer." Haruhi answered. Kyoya gave a distant look at the floor, processing his flooding thoughts while placing a hand under his chin. An organizer...? Perhaps a hidden agenda. Maybe she already knows, even if it could only be a slight chance.

"Kyoya-senpai?"

"Yes?"

"Do you know this girl? She was the same one we watched last month." Haruhi's deductions were beginning to get on Kyoya's nerves.

"No. Not at all." He said, faintly. "My father just wanted me to contact her. I don't know her."

"Senpai told everyone to make friends with you." They both laughed. Make friends?

"Were those his exact words?"

"No, not really,-"" -It was more like,"

"Look for this girl and know more about her." They chimed in unison.

Why would somebody do that? Know more about me? "This senpai of yours, what kind of person is he?" maybe it's just pure curiosity, who knows?

"Hmmmm..." they thought for a moment.

"Cruel."

"Merciless."

"Unforgiving."

"Shadow King."

"Scary."

"Evil."

"Really selfish."

Just as any person would do when they would hear the horrid characteristics of their stalker; she miserably fell on the floor and began her paranoia. I'm going to die... This man could be some sort of prisoner! A wanted convict in 12 official countries! Or some sort of notorious gang leader that set his targets on me! Why meeeee? While Shizuka was thinking about this, the twins began to start a casual conversation.

"Kaoru, do you really think my voice sounds Kansai?"

"Actually, now that I notice, it does sound a bit Kansai."

"And yours does sound kind of breathy. Do you think Haruhi knows this?"

Haruhi? Haruhi's in the Host Club? Then... that means she's crossdressing for that! No! More importantly, she should either be the natural one or the cool one. More on the natural one. She started up her cognition. If they aren't her senpais, that leaves me with the Lolita, stoic, prince, natural, and cool. It can't be Haruhi, she isn't old enough to be a senpai. Nor the Lolita, but something tells me there's more to that boy... Not the prince, I don't see him being a notorious person... The stoic one seems too silent to do anything commanding.

"Which means it's the cool one!" she said out loud, cutting their conversation. "Your senpai's the cool one, isn't he?"

"Yes, why do you ask?-""-Do you take his fancy?" they both wolfishly grinned, watching her squirm in a dazed fluster, tingeing into a pink colour.

"WH-What... NO! I would never fall for a guy like that!" she hastily denied before they could say anything else. Some sort of evil overlord like that! Never in my life!

"Achoo!" Kyoya sneezed, grabbing a tissue from his side.

"Hey, Kyoya, you've been sneezing a lot lately. Are you sick?" Tamaki asked as he passed by him, "Or is somebody just thinking about you?" he smirked.

"I don't believe in such superstitions, Suoh."

HOW HIKARU AND KAORU SEE IT: The princess is really fun to play with, but we can't go too overboard. We don't want to get on her bad side~ Haruhi seems more fun to play with than her, but she also managed to differentiate us.

HOW SHIZUKA SEES IT: I don't want any business with them ever again! They seriously annoy me, to the point where I have to use my 'early morning' temper to shut them up!

Next up: Honey and Mori-senpai!

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