CHAPTER TWO

Haruhi felt the life drain from her; she should have known. The twins hand over a devilish smirk when they saw their mistress mumble to herself. Ignoring the urge to kill them, Haruhi makes her way towards the boys. She gathers her thoughts before saying anything; she knew how they could twist her words making her promise something she didn't want to. More students strolled into the room flooding the room with gossip.

"Why are you two here?" she asks.

"We wanted to go to school," they whine playfully. Haruhi knew she would be tired soon.

"Neither of you are enrolled here."

"That's not true," Hikaru innocently said even though he was still smirking.

"You're uncle enrolled us," Kaoru informed. Haruhi blanked for a moment. Her uncle had enrolled the twins without her knowing?

"How long have you known about this?"

"He told us this morning before you went to the shrine," Hikaru answered.

"Why didn't he tell me?" Haruhi complained to herself.

"We thought you knew," the sing. She wanted to hit them. She sighs; she couldn't do anything about this.

"Always stay in human form when you are here. Never call me mistress. Never let anyone know you are wolves. Don't do anything that would give away our secret," She lists.

"We know, we know. Your uncle already lectured us." Kaoru pouted.

"What should we call you then mistress?" Hikaru challenges. Haruhi tensed and looked around hoping no one had heard him. She got lucky.

"Haruhi is fine."

"Why do you hate when we call you mistress anyway?" questions Kaoru.

"It makes me uneasy. Besides I'd rather be friends than mistress and servant," she answers. Hikaru and Kaoru stare at her for a few moments before attacking her with a hug and rubbing their cheeks to hers.

"You're so cute Haruhi!" Kaoru says.

"You're right, we're friends." Hikaru cries. Haruhi wanted to go back to sleep.

"You three are close," came a sweet sounding voice. The three place their attention on the girl standing before them.

"Is there a problem with that?" growls Hikaru. The girl blinks in confusion while Haruhi elbows the older twin.

"We've been friends for three years now," Haruhi answers.

"So then you three went to the same Middle school?"

"Yes," Haruhi lied. "I'm Fujioka Haruhi."

"Kurakano Momoka," she replies shaking Haruhi's hand.

"This is Hikaru and Kaoru-" should she give them her last name or another one; she didn't know.

"Hitachiin," the twins answered in unison. Haruhi looked at the boys in disbelief.

"Oh as in the famous clothes designer?" Kurakano asked.

"Yeah," they answered. Before Kurakano could ask another question class started sp she had to return to her seat.

When lunch rolled around all the students scurried off to the cafeteria while Haruhi stayed in the class and took out her bento. She sighed. Realizing she kept doing that, Haruhi shook her head. She had no reason to sigh. Her mind wondered stopping on the twins' behavior. They weren't trying to be friendly with any of the other students. To be honest they stayed clear of the others. Haruhi couldn't understand why they found everyone else worthless. A thought crossed her mind causing her to stop in the middle of placing food in her mouth. Their world only consisted of each other and her. She was snapped out of her thoughts when someone stole food from her bento. Hikaru grinned when she looked up. Kaoru was the next to steal from Haruhi. She looked back at her bento which made her eye twitch. Grabbing the lid, Haruhi scooped some food out and handed it to the twins. Both smiled. Hikaru pulled two spoons form his pocket and handed one to his brother.

"Hikaru where did you get those?" Haruhi asks.

"The cafeteria."

"You stole spoons?" Kaoru asks somewhat amused.

"Haruhi wasn't going to have another pair of chopsticks," Hikaru answered. Haruhi knew she was being teased.

"Haruhi why aren't you wearing the uniform?" questions Kaoru.

"I can't afford it."

"So you wear that?" Hikaru points with the spoon at her outfit.

"It's comfortable and easy to move in," she says before taking a bite of food.

"You didn't even brush your hair," Kaoru reminds.

"I don't mind."

"But we do," they bluntly say.

"You can pull of cute and handsome so why not use one to your advantage." Hikaru encourages.

"I would prefer her using cute," Kaoru adds. Hikaru nods in agreement.

"Here is a question, how did you two get the uniform?"

"Your uncle," complete unison. Haruhi's shoulders slump.

"He loves pampering you two. Was he the one who decided on Hitachiin?"

"Yes. Apparently he has connections to the Hitachiin's and they agreed to let us use the name," Kaoru replies.

"We're cousins or something like that to that famous designer," Hikaru adds, shoving food into his mouth. "You know Haruhi; you should be demanding money since you're the heir."

"To be honest you should have going to Ouran when you became the heir." Kaoru informs.

"I enjoyed going to public school. I only applied to Ouran because this school can help me further my career."

"You have no plans of having fun here do you?" The twins challenge.

"In order to become the lawyer I want to be, I'll need to study a lot." Haruhi finishes her food.

"You can study all you want but please promise you'll help us have fun!" they cry.

"What?"

"We want to experience high school life to the fullest!"

"You should try making more friends then," she places the lid back on when the two were done eating.

"We don't need anyone else," they plop down on nearby chairs.

"I was going to say you two are acting childish but you are children," she says stretching.

"We're practically teenagers!" they protest.

"Wolves become adults when they turn ten. You're three so I would say you are still children. You'd be teenagers around the age of seven."

"Is that how you see us? As kids?"

"Yes and no."

"Explain," Hikaru demanded.

"You act immature at times. You also have moments when it is obvious you are still kids. However there are times when you seem older than you really are. Of course Kaoru has those moments more than you Hikaru," Haruhi answers honestly. Kaoru held back a laugh while Hikaru's jaw dropped.

Haruhi had decided to study for a while before heading off to do chores. However she found that difficult because people continued to talk around her. She complained it should be quiet in the library. She shut her books and retreated from the library. When she walked out of the room she remembered the twins. Where had they wondered off to? Glancing at her books, Haruhi decides to search for them while searching for a place to study. Half way through the search, Haruhi discovered Ouran was bigger than she could have imagined. She hoped she wouldn't get lost. Haruhi soon stumbled upon music room number three. Could this be a place to study in silence? She had forgotten she was also look for Hikaru and Kaoru. Once Haruhi opened the door, she regretted it. She was greeted with a loud welcome from four guys standing in the middle of the room.

"A boy?" the tall blond questions.

"It would seem we have been visited by Haruhi Fujioka," the boy with glasses announces.

"How do you know my name?!"

"You're famous among the students here. It's not every day a commoner is admitted to the school. You must have studied hard to make it this far," he answers with a very evil smile.

"Haru-chan is famous!" the shorter blond yells, grabbing Haruhi's arm.

"Famous? Who are you calling Haru-chan?!" she shrieks causing the boy to whimper and run to the tall boy who looked as if he would attack soon.

"By all means, we must welcome you poor man to the world of the rich!" the tall blond yells happily extending his arms into the air. "I must say I never knew a scholar would be openly gay," he blurts after a moment of thinking.

"Gay? What?" Haruhi inched toward the door opening to escape.

"Well I suppose it doesn't matter if you are poor or a scholar. So which type do you like? The boy lolita type? The strong silent type? The cool type?" He grips Haruhi's chin, stroking it "Or would you prefer me, the prince type?" He asks in a seductive voice. Haruhi yelps, shoves the strange boy away while taking a step backwards, and bumps into something. Haruhi quickly spins around and sees a vase falling. She tries to save it but only watches it shatter. The color flees from her face as the four students gather around her.

"Haruhi we found you!" Hikaru and Kaoru sing happily when they run through the doors. They come to a quick stop when they see the situation.

"We were going to sell that at the next auction," the smaller blond whines.

"I can pay you back," Haruhi stutters, not convincing herself.

"Haruhi why did you break a vase?" Hikaru innocently asks; sometimes he could be so dumb.

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

"So then your klutzy side woke up?" Kaoru asks with the same innocence as Hikaru; they really were just three.

"So you're a klutz?" the silent boy finally spoke.

"No. Really I'm not" Haruhi tries to defend herself.

"You said you could pay us back but I highly doubt you could," glasses states. "The vase was worth 8,000,000 yen," he informs picking up a piece and looking it over. Haruhi's jaw dropped as she began mentally beating herself up.

"Haruhi doesn't have that kind of money," the twins jump in, thinking they were defending her.

"Well then Tamaki what do you believe we should do?" glasses smirks. The one who was called Tamaki plopped down in a chair, similar to a throne and pointed at Haruhi.

"When in Rome do as the Romans do. Starting today you are the host club's dog," He ordered. Haruhi's mind went blank; it was obvious she was now in debt to this crazy club. Haruhi wished she had skipped today and stayed in bed. Haruhi's life spiraled even more. She didn't think she could handle it.