MUX: Hey! I am doing this while doing PD' second chapter. It's really hard to finish deadlines. Anyway, I hope you liked my first chapter. Anyway here goes the second one. (I'm still putting Hunny-sempai and Mori-sempai as part of the club. BTW.)

DISCLAIMER: Don't own anything my little minions.

Haruhi woke up early in the morning. She was anticipating in seeing her cousins.

She went to her adjoin bathroom and took a bath. She picked a plain white collared shirt and blue faded jeans. She got out the rubber shoes Ryoji gave to her and put it on.

She went down to eat breakfast. She had some toast and eggs. After which she got ready for moving out.

The limousine will arrive at 8 sharp.

She brought down three suitcases from her room and waited patiently. She got out her book and started reading.

After an hour, a honking horn was heard. Carefully, Haruhi brought her suitcases outside. The driver got out and helped Haruhi.

The ride to the mansion was awfully quiet. Haruhi, though excited, was clearly and obviously uncomfortable. Her mind swarming with pessimistic thoughts.

She was broken off her stupor when the driver announced that they have already arrived. Haruhi looked at the mansion and was in awe.

The mansion was big. It is a four storey mansion. It had a very breathtaking garden and a fountain in the middle. The house was guarded by high black steel gates.

The house had an elegant vibe towards it.

Haruhi then went inside looking for people that might help her.

"Is anyone here?" her voice echoing towards the large place.

"It would be nice if you have ringed the doorbell found near the door. At least you won't be looking too stupid shouting your lungs out looking for persons that may assist you."

Surprised by the sudden response, Haruhi looked up and saw a girl not older than 18, holding a clipboard adjusting her reading glasses.

"Who are you?" Haruhi asked meekly.

The mysterious girl smiled. She slowly walked down the white marbled staircase and made her way towards Haruhi. She held her hand out and said,

"I'm Miyuki. I am your cousin. Second daughter of Yutaka and Akemi Fujioka. Though I go by the surname Morishita similar with my older sister, Misaki."

As if on cue, a yawning girl came down the stairs. The girl scrubbed her eyes and said,

"Who's there Yuki-chan?"

"Misaki oneesan, you know that grandmother forbids us to go downstairs wearing our night clothing."

"But I'm hungry Yuki-chan. Besides I thought no one was here. I'm sorry Yuki-chan"

The girl known as Miyuki nodded, her face void of any emotion.

"This is Haruhi our youngest cousin."

Haruhi looked at the two.

Miyuki has black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. It was trimmed. Her chocolate brown eyes glistening in the sun. Her skin was tanned and she has a good physique. She possibly stands at 5'9. She has high cheekbones that suit her perfectly and a very cute nose. She was wearing a white skirt reaching just above her knees. She too is wearing a black collared blouse with some silver stars on the lower left corner. Black sandals for footwear and her wrist only wearing a watch and a simple silver chain.

Misaki on the other hand is shorter than her younger sister. She was standing at 4'7. Quite small for a 19 year old actually. Unlike her sister her short black hair just fell an inch past her shoulder. Her slim frame pale and her lips pouting. Her eyes shine with a child-like happiness though had a lighter shade of brown than her sister.

"Haruhi-chan." Misaki said bouncing to Haruhi. She hugged Haruhi's left leg and smiled.

"Ne Haruhi-chan do you mind if I call you Haru-chan? Haruhi is too long." She said, her hand gesture emphasizing the word long.

"Of course not, Misaki-sempai."

"Misaki-sempai? I like that. Ne Yuki-chan do you think Hikari-chan had seen my little teddy? I haven't seen it since yesterday." Misaki said looking questioningly at Miyuki.

"Why don't you ask her? She is probably in the kitchen baking some cookies."

"Hai. Arigato Yuki-chan. Ja ne Haru-chan."

"She is so like Hunny-sempai." Haruhi said looking at the retreating form of Misaki.

"Ah. The loli-shota type of the host club right?" Miyuki said looking up form her clipboard.

"You know them?" Haruhi said looking surprised.

"Of course. After all the Haninozukas and I have met during some corporation banquet. He's always with Takashi Morinozuka ne?"

"Hai."

"Okay. Have you eaten breakfast?"

Haruhi nodded. She took another glance at Miyuki and somewhere deep inside; she knew that Miyuki reminds her of someone close to her.

"I see. Would you like to talk about the Fujiokas or anything topic of your preference?"

"It would be nice indeed."

"Good. Follow me please. The garden will be a nice place to converse in."

Haruhi swiftly followed the retreating form of Miyuki. She saw her sitting down on one of the wooden tables in the garden.

"So you've read Uncle's final testament?"

Haruhi nodded.

"Have you done all the necessary paperwork?" she questioned still not looking up from her clipboard.

"Of course. I've done it yesterday with my father's lawyer."

"That's good. Excellent indeed. I will be helping you of course in handling the line."

Haruhi smiled and said "Thank you, Miyuki-sempai."

"By the way, would you like to see your room?"

"Why not?"

Miyuki nodded finally looking up from her clipboard. Miyuki showed Haruhi her own suite. It was beautiful.

The wallpaper of the room is blue and silver. A walk in closet on the right and a bathroom on the left. In the middle is a king sized bed draped with blue silk sheets. A vanity closet was near the closet's door and a book shelf on the right side of the bed. A couch and white beanbags occupy the left side of the bed.

"It's beautiful." Haruhi said amazed by the sight.

"Misaki-oneesan designed it herself. I'll leave you for a while. Please prepare because a couple of friends will be visiting for lunch." She said then left the room.

Haruhi plopped down on her bed and sighed.

'I've lost a father and gained cousins. Though Miyuki is quite indifferent I know she's a good person. And Misaki-sempai a cute little girl.' She thought.

Realizing that she only had 15 minutes left to prepare herself she quickly stood up and rummage through the closet where some dress resides.

She picked out a black knee length skirt and a simple blue blouse. She fixed her hair and smiled.

She went down to the living room to see 3 girls being hugged by Misaki.

"Michiko-chan? How are you? I missed you Michiko-chan. Do you want some cookies?

The girl named Michiko Watanabe had a straight dirty blonde her cascading down her mid back. Her eyes radiating an icy blue color. She was tall and had a serious face. Her skin was pale though it was obvious that she worked out at least once a weak, evident in her toned body. She was wearing hip huggers and a white halter top. On her hand was a khaki blazer and her wrist was simply wearing a silver bracelet with a shoe pendant for design.

The second girl called Natsuki Yamamoto had auburn locks. Her curly hair was up in a pony tail. Her cappuccino eyes expressing mirth and happiness. She is wearing a tight blouse which faintly outlines her white lacy bra underneath. Together with a red pleated skirt reaching mid thighs with black strappy sandals. She had a tanned complexion obviously from the summer's heat in a Brazilian beach. She has a lean frame reaching at least 5'6. Unlike Michiko, Natsuki held a radiant face. She was grinning at what Misaki whispered to her.

The third girl which Miyuki was currently conversing with was named Chikakou Saitou. Her black mane wavy and in a half pony tail. Her emerald green eyes glistening with tears presumably from laughter. Her 5'5 frame hovering above Misaki's small frame. Her skin pale, and her body toned. She was simply dressed in a white ruffled skirt with a pink off shoulder top. She is wearing white flats for footwear. Her face free of make up except for a faint trace of lip gloss.

Miyuki caught her figure from the stair and said, "Haruhi why don't you come over and meet the club?"

Haruhi fumbled with the hem of her shirt. Despite the comfortability of the girls, their posture and expressions obviously held elegance.

The two girls, Natsuki and Chikakou smiled at her while Michiko just gave her a nod.

"Haru-chan this is Michiko." Misaki said pointing at the first girl. "She is the second daughter of Isamu Watanabe, owner of Watanabe Technology Enterprise. This girl," Misaki added now pointing to the auburn haired girl "This is Natsuki Yamamoto. Her mother is the great catwalk model while his father Akira Yamamoto is the CEO of Yamamoto shipping company. And of course this is Chikakou Saitou, eldest daughter of Kazuo Saitou."

Haruhi smiled at them greeting them with a warm hello. After the introduction they all started asking questions.

"Haruhi right?' Natsuki asked.

Haruhi nodded.

"You study at Ouran High school ne?" Chikakou then questioned.

Again, Haruhi nodded.

"Well that is good. We'll be transferring there next week from Lobelia. Father said that it'd be a great opportunity for us to know you and to learn more of what Ouran has to offer."

"By the way you're a member of their host club right?"

"You know about that?" Haruhi said aghast.

"Of course. Miyuki-sempai here did a check on your files. It seemed that you are the rookie of the High School host club ne?" Natsuki said her eyes glistening with interest.

"Hai. I am indeed a part of the club."

"Well, I'm sure that Yuki-chan hasn't told you that we too are making up Lobelia's most famous club?" Misaki said munching on her chocolate chip cookie.

"Hontou? What club is it?"

The three girls (Misaki, Natsuki, and Chikakou) looked at one another and grinned. Miyuki looked up from her laptop and Michiko smirked. They all stood up and said,

(A/N Watched episode 9 with the Lobelia girls? Something like that but we go for Ouran style. When they dressed up as girls? Yeah so the entrance is like that.)

"Lobelia…" They sang altogether. Chikakou stepped front and said,

"Chikako Saitou, High school freshman."

"Lobelia"

"Miyuki Morishita, High School Sophomore"

"Lobelia"

"Misaki Morishita, High School Junior"

"Lobelia"

"Natsuki Yamamoto, High School freshman"

"Lobelia"

"Michiko Watanabe, High School Junior."

"Lobelia." In a high pitch.

"Lobelia." In a low pitch.

"Lobelia--- Hostess Club."

"Irashaimase ne, Haruhi kun." They said altogether, their faces holding smiles that can make a person swoon, well if you're a guy for that matter.

Haruhi gaped. They were hostess? Oh Kami.

"You—you were all hostess club members?"

They nodded.

"Correction cousin, are. We are still hostess. (No pun intended)"

"And you are transferring to Ouran?"

Another nod though this time Chikakou said, "And we convinced Suoh-sama to accommodate our club and he agreed. That entrance never gets old. Anyway, Miyuki-sempai we have to change it to Ouran right?"

"But what about the host club?"

"Oh they'll stay Haru-chan. But genderifically…"

"Misaki-oneesan, please use correct terms."

"Gomen ne Yuki-chan, minna. Haru-chan what I was trying to tell you is that the host club will stay for the girls but we hostess we will go for the male population. Wakata?"

"Hai. Do you also have types?"

"Types?" They asked simultaneously

"Hai. Like me, I'm the natural. Kyouya-sempai is the cool type. Tamaki-sempai is the prince type. Mori-sempai is the wild type. The twins the devil type. And of course Hunny-sempai the loli-shota type."

"Of course we do." Miyuki said still typing at her laptop?

'Doesn't she ever stop? She's just like Kyouya-sempai typing away.' Haruhi thought.

"What are you typing Miyuki-sempai?"

"Don't bother her. She's not going to respond anyway." Chikakou said finishing her cheesecake.

"She's just typing the late themes and reports and then computing the budget for the latest hostess theme for our entourage on Monday."

'So Kyouya-sempai.' Haruhi thought.

"Anyway, about the types…"Natsuki trailed off.

"Miyuki is the cool type. Silent, good looking, cool, calm and all about knowledge." Chikakou continued.

"Chikakou is the angel type. Sweet, simple and kind." Natsuki said.

"Watashi no loli-shota type. I love cakes and cute stuffs especially my duckie!"

"Natsuki is the devil type. Total opposite of Chikakou. Seductive and wild." Miyuki said.

"And of course Michiko. Silent and quite stoic but she was the third best choice of the males. They say that she intrigues them."

"Ahh. But I mean you are trying to entertain males? Aren't they hard to please?" She said showing them that she understands them.

"Oh they are. You just have to pull the right strings."

"Where are you staying then? You know for the club?"

"Aah. Ne Miyuki-sempai Douko da?"

"Suoh-sama arranged the old musical theatre in the third floor. Five doors down from the third music room."

"Asouka. So when are you going to start?"

"Monday." They replied together.

"Do you want some strawberry cake Yuki-chan?"

"Iie Misaki-sempai. Arigatou."

They remained silent after that.

Minutes later Haruhi's cellphone rang.

"Hai. Haruhi here."

"Haruhi! You have to come quickly."

"Doushite Hikaru-kun?"

"Kyouya-sempai discovered something. We need you here."

"Demo, we have guests today. Can you come over?"

"But you never invite us to your house."

"Oh Kyouya-sempai haven't told you yet?"

"Told us what?"

"Okay. Can I talk to sempai for a moment?"

"Which sempai?"

"Kyouya-sempai."

"Hai. Kyouya Ootori."

"Kyouya sempai, Hikaru told me that you found out something that is indeed a matter of urgency. Can you just please go here then explain to them what happened to me on the way? Miyuki-sempai and Misaki-sempai have guests. It's rude to leave. Maybe you can meet them too."

"Fine. Where does your mansion reside?"

"I think it's a few blocks from yours sempai."

"The Fujioka's?"

"Hai."

"Wakata. Ja ne."

"Ja sempai."

She noticed that the club was staring. "Yes?"

"So they're going here? The host club I mean?" Michiko questioned, her brow raised.

"Hai. Doushite Michiko-sempai? Is there a problem?"

"Nandemonai. You know what to do."

"Hai, Father."

"Father?"

"Yes, Father. Call her by how he acts. Like a silent father." Natsuki grinned then ran upstairs. Everyone followed her except for Miyuki who was walking slowly.

"Where are you going sempai?"

"Preparing?"

"For what?"

"Meeting the legendary Ouran High School Host Club. It's just suitable we change into attire that seemed to be appropriate for a Lobelia hostess right? It'll be embarrassing if we aren't properly dressed." She smirked and then disappeared.

'Why do I get a feeling that inviting the club members isn't a good idea?' Haruhi thought miserably then went to the kitchen to prepare some tea.

MUX: Whatcha think? OMG! I am already writing the third chapter and i hope you like this chappie too.

Thanks to those who reviewed. It's really appreciated.

PREVIEW:

"Haruhi!"

"Doushite Tamaki-sempai?"

"Mother!"

"We've got news. We've got a new club."

"Ouran High School Hostess club."

"I see you've heard about us already."