Disclaimer: Hey, Hatori-san, will you sell me the copyrights to OHSHC?

Hell no.

Can't blame a girl for trying, so obviously I own nothing but Gin and any other OCs, plus the plot, everything else comes from the beautifully brilliant mind of Hatori Bisco.

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I pulled on the goggles nice and tight so they fitted nicelyaround my head, then I grabbed my white helmet, I placed the key in ignition, the moped revved up, it was ready to roll, but just as I pulled up in front of the restaurant, má came out of the front entrance and stopped me from moving.

"Má, is there any particular reason as to why you refuse to allow me access to leave?"

"Since you came home with a bloody bandage yesterday and then called me crazy, you are now to be punished."

"You mean I have to work in the restaurant today?"

"Yes, now go help them serve the food."

"Fine." I moved my moped back into the garage, went into the employee changing room, and obviously changed into uniform, the uniform was pretty simple, just a pair of black slacks, black shoes, a white dress shirt, and this black vest thing. I decided not to wear my glasses, we apparently got more female customers that way, as my dad had told me anyway, and for some reason, my mom was really upset when she heard this, I wonder why, oh well. I messed up my hair a little more, put in the contacts that I abhorred with a passion, and went on out to help the waiters and waitresses.

Maybe it's just that we're still pretty new here in Japan, but we tended to be short handed, and the amount of customers was still low. I don't get why that is though, I mean when we were back in Spain, the king himself asked my father to cater his daughter's birthday, told dad he should've said that to the media people, but he wanted to be humble, maybe it is better this way.

"Gin, can I take those guys?" one of the waitresses asked me, looking not at me, but a group of seven guys, that appeared handsome I guess, I wouldn't really know.

"Sure." and I went back to cleaning the tables, until má decided to take matters into her own hands.

"No, Gin, will take these guys, got that." she said menacingly to the waitress,

"Má please, calm down, no need to frighten the help, you can ask them for their check when they leave." the waitress who had seemed as if though she was going to cry, now looked much happier and she took over cleaning the tables for me.

"Okay Gin, now use your natural feminine qualities to make those guysdrool." and with those few, encouraging I suppose, words, my mother left to go handle the financial aspects of the restaurant.

'Wonder what's so important about these guys.' I thought, but then went on ahead to ask them their orders, "¿Hola, recepción a De Amour, qué usted tiene gusto de beber, what would you like to drink?" of course they were impressed by my perfect Spanish, most of my life was spent in Latin countries.

"Hi Gin-chan!" the smallest member of the group said to me,

Iwas confused, how'd he know my name, like the other workers, I don't wear a name tag, let me think...oh wait, now I remember, he's from yesterday, when I was trespassing, into his school.

"Gin-chan, are you okay?"

"Hm, yeah fine, just thinking, don't do it often." then I turned to the tallest guy there, tallest even sitting down, "Since you assisted me yesterday, I shall give you your meal for free, now what would you like?" I asked, handing the menus to all of them.

"Sorry Gin-chan, Takashi only likes oriental foods."

"I know how to make that stuff too, just tell what and I'll make it." I took my pen and notebook to scribble down drink and food orders.

"...Natto." he finally said, he had a deep voice, made me think of a street performer I saw in Barcelona once, he was singing some song while playing around with fire.

I nodded my head, jotted down the other orders, then left for the kitchen, and once in there, I entered the office where my mother was, "Má, do you know how to make natto?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"One of those guys that just came in only likes oriental foods, and I lied and said that I could make that stuff."

"Very well then, I will help you." and so she and I got right to work, I also had to make the other foods while making the natto as well, and then I also had to go and give them their drinks, it took a while, but all the food was done, and the natto looked good.

I set three plates on one large platter and the other four on another one; I easily carried the large platters out into the restaurant, which now had many more female customers, wonder why. I passed by a group of young ladies waiting for a table, so I bowed to them while still somehow managing to not make the platters fall. "I'll be with your group in just a moment, as soon as I've gotten this food to the customers, so please wait just a little more." I smiled at them, and they nearly screamed, such strange girls.

I set the plates on the table, "Please enjoy your meal, I have to go see to some of the other customers." and before they could say anything, I was gone.

'Damnit,now how do I get rid of them, should've poisoned the food while I had the chance.' I thought, but still approached the table, "So will you want dessert?" I asked, and Hunny, yes, that was his name, forgot for a while there, immediately shot up, saying he wanted to try the flan. I nodded my head and went off to see about the long line that was now forming at the door.

"Why is it that we don't have more people working here?" I asked my father as we tried to hurry with the orders we were cooking,

"Because only this many people applied to work here and met my far too high standards." he responded, knowing that I was upset with him.

"That is correct." and I took some plates and went off to serve them, and was finally able to bring Hunny his flan, "I am terribly sorry about the long wait, we normally don't have so many people here, and we're also a little short handed for this kind of situation."

"We can help you if you really need it Gin-chan." Hunny told me, his eyes watery, why, I did not know,

"Really, thanks, now which one of you knows how to cook?" the brown haired, brown eyed boy raised his hand, "Alright, you will receive a quick lesson on the cooking of Spanish and Italian foods, the rest of you will be bus boys, you can start by taking your plates to the kitchen where I will wash them, then you will help wait on tables, ask one of the other waiters if you need anything." and then I dragged the brown haired boy into the kitchen, where I merely informed him that if he needed assistance, then to ask the man withlight brownhair and brown eyes, wearing the tallest chef's hat, he was head chef, owner of the restaurant, and my father. Then I quickly set to taking care of the orders that weren't yet being seen to, until the large group of boys came in, asking where to get uniforms.

"Shit," I whispered quietly, making sure my dad didn't hear, "here, follow me." and I ran into the employee changing room, looking through the large number of extra uniforms we had. "Okay, here's some for you guys, I think they'll fit, but Hunny, come here, I need to mess around with this one." I pulled out my travel sewing kit as I said this and when he got to me, I pulled the shirt over his head and began snipping and resewing it, once that was done, I did the same to the pants. "That should do for now, sorry if it's messy, haven't been doing much sewing as of late, now everyone get to work." and I left them to look at how excellently altered the uniform had been and then head off to help wait on the tables.

I soon appeared out of the kitchen and began to help out front, I merely got customers to their seats, helped arrange later appointments, handed out timers so they would know if their table was ready, the usual things I did. It was rather strange though, they came to look at the, I suppose, handsome men, but left hoping to come again for the good food, not the faces. I guess that's just what my dad's cooking can do to a person, I've been trying to do the same for years, but I always just fall a short ways behind.

I sighed while looking at the now finally empty restaurant, and then I noticed the people from that school I had trespassed through, I only know two of their names, how strange.

"So what are your names again?" I asked,more shouted, from nearlyhalfway across the room, people always told me this was extremely rude, but I never seemed to care too much.

They walked over to me, instead of yelling like I did, how strange, they actually do mind their manners, I'd rather be likeone of the guys.

The brown haired boy who helped out in the kitchen held out his hand to me, "I'm Fujioka Haruhi; these are my friends from school."

"I am Gin Dispiacere De Amour, or Gin Sorrow of Love." I gave a slight bow before slapping his hand, putting it into a fist and hitting it with my own, "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." he shook his hand slightly, must've punched too hard, people tell me I always do that. The others introduced themselves as well, although only the twins, Hikaru and Kaoru,with orange hair and yellow eyes, Hunny, and the very tall Takashi, who was also introduced as Mori, were actually ready for when I punched their fist. The black haired and bespectacled, gray eyedteen, Kyouya,instead held onto my hand when I slapped his and shook it, and the blond, blue eyed teen, Tamaki, was completely unprepared and I ended uppunching his hand much harder than the others.

"Gin, I am so happy for you." my mother said as she hugged me, even she was taller than me, "There is hope for you yet, soon enough you'll be gossiping about celebrities, boys, your piers, then you'll wear make up, and dress appropriately, go to dances and on dates, you'll be as I always wanted you to be." her eyes glittered at the impossible dream of me becoming a proper functioning member of society that was gazed upon as a perfect young lady.

"Má, I am not about to become a proper young lady no matter how you threaten me." by some strange twist of fate I was able to notice that most of the guys next to me looked somewhat shocked, I wondered why, before in a rare fit of genius, I realized that they had probably thought that I was a boy.

That's what most people think when they first meet me, there was actually a group of guys I knew and it took themsix years to figure out that I was really a girl, they only found out before I left, when we decided to go to a lake that one of them owned, my mom had messed with my suitcase and put in bikinis and other girly clothing to replace the t-shirts, shorts, and swim trunks with matching surfer shirts that I had packed. They totally freaked out to see that I was missing an anatomical part that all of them had, andthey were alsoupset thatthey had not realized it earlier.

I turned towards them, "I am sorry that I did not inform you sooner of my gender, I always forget that most people think I'm a guy, and I don't particularly care if they do think so." the truth made my mother upset enough that she went into her office to drink liquor and wonder where she had gone wrong with me. Actually, a shot doesn't sound so bad right now, besides, it's like ten.

I decided to jump over the counter of the bar and started to search through the liquormy dad stashed in the cabinets, I smiled upon seeing some Dos Equis, it was my own personal favorite beer, even if it was extremely common. I pulled out a bottle, easily opened it and gulped about half of it down, "You guys drink?" I asked them.

"You do?" Haruhi asked, probably confused that a person with my condition did more athletic things and drank, probably shouldn't know that only on a few occasions I smoke too.

"Yep, dad taught me how to hold it down back when I was eight, although, he taught me with vodka, so usually I drink way stronger stuff." the only people who were never surprised to learn that I drank, were the guys back in Spain, because they started drinking at young ages too, although I started the earliest, I loved rubbing that in their faces. "Anyways, what do you want, we've got Japanese stuff too, as well as both Italian and Spanish beers, wines, and any other liquor you want really." I finished upmybeer after saying this and pulled out another, I could probably drink a carton by myself and not even get buzzed, but dad never let me, unless we were having a drinking contest.

"We should probably discuss the fact that you trespassed onto private school grounds and broke some valuable medical equipment." the dude with glasses said, I think his name was Kyouya.

"Ah, sorry, I act without thinking, so I usually do pretty stupid stuff, like jumping the waterways in Venice on a bike, but that was cool." I said, smiling at the memory.

"You should still pay for the damages, and if you don't we shall inform the police about your trespassing."

I stared at him when suddenly a look of realization came across my face, "My schedule!" they all stared at me strangely after my sudden outburst, "That's what I went to the school for, to register and then get my schedule, or was I just supposed to get the schedule, I think má might have already registered me, come on Gin, you know the answer...brain itches." I rubbed my head, too much thinking made my brain hurt.

"You're going to go to our school?" Haruhi asked me,

"Yeppers, I'm going to my first class tomorrow, I guess I really shouldn't be drinking right now then should I? Oh well, if I have a hangover it's my own fault." I finished my Dos Equis then walked over to the door, "You all should probably get going, it's going to be eleven soon." I held the door open as they exited.

I myself went out the door and locked it; my parents went out the back door anyway. I went on over to my black moped, pulled on my goggles and helmet, put in the key, revved it up, then drove off. I was actually pretty excited for tomorrow; it would be the first time I went to school in almost ten years, since I contracted my condition.

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A/N: Wow, four pages, and the last one was five, I never realized I wrote so much, I just start typing and don't stop.