Author's Note: Hey! Got some good reviews for chapter one! So, here's chapter two! Hope you enjoy, and don't forget I'd love your feedback, so please review! :D

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"Rei?"

"Yes, Father?"

"There's... something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Your mother..."

"What? Where is she?"

"...Gone."

"What?"

"We were in a car crash, and... It all happened so fast... I was able to make it, but she..."

"Shut up. You're lying!"

"Watch your tone. And I wouldn't lie about this kind of thing."

"I don't believe you!"

"Rei..."

"Leave me alone! You're lying, and by morning, she'll be back!"

"Don't tell yourself that. It will make it worse."

"I... I..."

"There, there, let it all out. I... think I will, too."

They sat there; sobbing in pain, for the good portion of that night, then fell asleep still shedding tears, for they knew that their beautiful mother and wife would never come home.

Chapter 2: Rei: The New Host

"Tamaki? Are you okay?" I asked, bending down to try to help him up. He was moaning, and mumbling something about "déjà vu".

"So you are a girl, too? Gosh, we can't call ourselves a Host Club if we let so many women join," said Kaoru.

"But, a promise is a promise, Tamaki..." Hikaru smirked, prodding Tamaki with his foot.

"What do you mean 'a girl too'? And what is a Host Club?" I asked.

"A Host Club is a club in which a select group of men entertain women who have too much time on their hands, and the women give us the funds we need to keep it running," explained Kyoya.

"So, in other words, you guys flirt with girls for money?" I clarified for myself.

"To put it plainly... yes," said Kyoya.

"That might be one of the cleverest scams I've ever heard of," I mumbled.

"Isn't it, though?" said Tamaki, shooting up from the floor as soon as he heard me saying something about his club.

"Now, about my first question..." I said, ignoring Tamaki's pleading for a compliment.

"I'm a girl, too," said Haruhi.

I just stood there for a couple of seconds, looking her over.

"Yeah, I can see it now," I said, "But at first glance, it could go either way."

"Same to you," she said, "You have a boy's cut."

"It was a popular Karate cut, and being with guys because I was too rough for girls, you want to fit in. And you have a short cut as well. It isn't akin to mine, but..."

"That's some interesting vocabulary you have, princess," said Kaoru, giving me a weird smile.

"Thanks," I said uneasily, "I don't want to sound like a un-educated bum, so..."

"That's very classy of you," said Hikaru.

"You guys are scaring me," I said, backing up, "My vocabulary really just makes me sound snobbish, and you know it."

"No it doesn't," protested Hikaru.

"It actually makes you sound intelligent," said Kaoru, approaching me and brushing the hair back from my face.

"Yes, and I find it very... intriguing," said Hikaru, offering me a rose.

I just stared at them for a couple of seconds, and they didn't lose their flirtatious manner.

"So, girls seriously fall for every second of this shit?" I asked, removing the rose from Hikaru's hand and smelling it.

"Yup," said Kaoru, casually leaning on the wall next to me.

"They buy every second, and cherish it," said Hikaru, doing the same. And although they looked nonchalant in their manner, I could tell there was a tinge of embarrassment from their failure in it.

"That's why we get so many customers," said Kyoya.

"So, now I'm in this club, correct?" I asked, gazing at the rose.

"Tama-chan said so, so yeah!" Honey smiled.

"And I just gotta fake romance a thousand girls to pay off my debt?" I continued, still intent on the rose.

"Yes, but none of them can know you're a girl," began Hikaru.

"And that's where the interesting part comes in," finished Kaoru.

"From now on, if you want to be in the Host Club, you must be known as Rei Matsumoto, the Bad Boy," explained Kyoya.

"Bad... Boy?" I asked, confused for about the third or fourth time today.

"That will be your type," Kyoya elucidated.

"So, we all have types?" I inquired, now interested in what this all meant.

"Yes, we do," answered Kyoya, "Tamaki is the Prince type, Honey is the Boy Lotia type, Mori is the Strong and Silent type, or Wild type,"

I gave Mori a confused look, and he shrugged. I'm guessing I'll figure it out later.

"The twins are the Little Devil type..."

"I am now scared," I smiled, as the twins playfully shot me evil eyes.

"Haruhi is the Natural type, and I am the Cool type. We used to have a small apprentice who was a Bad Boy, but he wasn't really interested in the Host Club, and you seem better fit for the role, as a former Karate champion, rebel, and skater," finished Kyoya.

"And I will be a boy from now on?" I asked.

"Yup," said Haruhi, "but it actually isn't that terrible."

"I'll have to take your word for it," I mumbled, "since I guess I have no other choice. And, now that I think about it, it won't be so bad to be a dude from now on."

"Then it's settled!" said Kaoru, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Welcome to the Host Club, Rei!" said Hikaru, putting his arm around my other shoulder.

"Alright," said Tamaki, finally drifting out of his awkward stupor, "our customers will be coming in about a half hour, so feel free to use one of our uniforms."

He held one up proudly, and it was a very weird baby blue color. This along with the pink school in general puts me off.

"Do I have to?" I muttered, giving the uniform an untrusting look.

"Yeah," said Kaoru.

"Hey, at least it's better than a dress, right?" stated Hikaru.

"Good point," I mumbled, "I'll just change, then. Don't think about coming in on me," I added, giving the twins a dirty look.

"What? Why would you ever think we would do something like that?" asked Hikaru.

"Well, I dunno, Little Devil type, you tell me," I said before walking off to the changing room.

"Thanks a lot, Kyoya-sempai," muttered Hikaru.

"Now she thinks we're perverts," finished Kaoru.

"Hey, Haruhi, could you come here?" I called from the dressing room.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Could you come in and take a look at this?" I said, trying to tame my hair.

"Sure- whoa, Rei, if I didn't know better, you'd be a really hot guy, no offense," she said, observing me with wide eyes.

"Umm... thanks, I think?" I smiled, "I wish there was a mirror in here, it would help a ton."

"You'd have to go to the bathroom, but all the guys are out there, waiting for you. You won't be able to take five steps without an ambush."

"Eh, whatever," I shrugged, still smiling; "They need to see it eventually."

I peeked out of the dressing room and, lo and behold, there were the twins.

"Geez, do I get any space?" I mumbled, giving them a dark look.

"Are you done yet?" asked Kaoru.

"We all want to see!" added Hikaru.

"Fine," I said, stepping outside. Their eyes opened up as soon as they saw me, too.

"Wow, Rei..." said Hikaru, obviously fascinated with my change.

"No wonder we thought you were a boy..." added Kaoru, just as mesmerized.

"I don't know if I should thank you or be offended," I muttered, adjusting my sunglasses.

They both snapped to attention, rubbing their necks and looking particularly embarrassed.

"We didn't mean it that way," they mumbled in unison, gazing at the floor.

"It's alright, I know you didn't," I smiled.

Haruhi came out and stood beside me.

"Wow, perverts and stalkers. You guys are giving yourselves a great reputation," she smirked.

"Shut up, Haruhi," mumbled Kaoru.

"Yeah, we didn't mean it that way," mumbled Hikaru.

"Whatever," said Haruhi, and I laughed a little. Their expressions were hilarious.

"We should go show the others now," I said. I didn't want the twins getting into a heated battle with Haruhi, and I had a feeling that's where it was going.

"Good idea!" said the twins together, and they grabbed my arms and dragged me towards the main room.

"That isn't exactly what I meant!" I said, trying to dig my heels into the ground to slow them down, but skater shoes aren't meant for that, so I eventually stopped trying and let them take me for the ride.

As Haruhi said, they were all waiting in the front foyer. The twins came to a sudden stop in front of them, and I flew out of their grasp. But, instead of landing on the ground, I landed in the arms of Mori.

"Uhh, thanks, Mori-sempai," I said, feeling the awkwardness of the moment on my chest like a heavy weight.

"Don't mention it," he said, putting me down gently on my feet.

"Sorry, were we going too fast?" asked Kaoru and Hikaru, giving a fake grin.

"Just a little," I said, returning it.

I then turned to face the rest of the Host Club, who observed me with the same eyes Haruhi and the twins did.

"Wow, Rei, you look like a boy!" said Honey, sporting one of the biggest smiles I've ever seen.

"Yes, you do look like a boy, and quite an attractive one at that," stated Kyoya, adjusting his glasses, "This may very well work."

"No doubt about it," said Tamaki happily, "You're Host Club material! Welcome to the club, Rei!"

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