A/N: Hello again! Thank you for the favorites and alerts guys, but I would love to hear what you think :) I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, I was on a road trip for spring break and I just got back, this was already written but I didn't want to post it yet. Well, here is chapter two of 'One Half Of A Whole' :) Enjoy.

Title: One Half Of A Whole

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OCs...

Summary: Kikuko and Kumiko were the closet you could get, twins. The had the clone act going on until they were fifteen and there parents separated them to try and get them to live on there own. It ended up in Kumiko being murdered. Stubborn, broken and risking everything, shes sent to Ouran High School Academy. She has to deal with the host club, over bearing parents who want her to continue her music career on her own, and the steps to uncovering her sisters murder she has to figure out exactly what she's risking.

Two: The Host Club

I refused to go home to my parents right after school so I stayed and wandered again, my stomach growled from being deprived from food for so long. I hushed it and promised that we'd eat some dinner if it would shut up for now.

I made my way back to the Music rooms. Hoping that I could play for a while again I opened the door.

What I was met with astounded me.

I had come face to face with the Host Club.

Fujioka and the Twins were in here as well as the blonde boy from earlier. Along with two tall boys with dark hair, one with glasses that sent a glare across his eyes and a short blonde boy who was eating cake.

Rose petals floated from no where as I stared, eye twitching, at the scene in front of me.

I had just stepped into a Host Club.

Blondie looked more scared than he did earlier, then twins giggling behind there mouths and the boy with the glasses looking at me knowingly.

"What...the hell is going on here?",I said loudly and quite bluntly.

A few of the girls looked at me in distaste for saying a 'dirty word'. I didn't care, I was too busy trying to understand what was going on here. The little blonde boy started running for me. He was carrying a little stuffed bunny.

"Hunny! Don't do it!", Blondie called stepping after him. I looked at him and he froze eyes shrinking to circles.

"Helloo~", Hunny said.

"Ms. Ikede, I must ask you to refrain your usual language while in the midst of our guests.", Asked the boy with the glasses.

"Free-effing-country", I replied screening it a little bit. "Care to explain what this is? And why some girls are actually talking to Blondie McPervy pants over there?". I said pointing at him.

He turned white and went to a corner and several mushrooms appeared, along with one sticking out of his hair. I smirked at him slightly.

"Tamaki-Senpai isn't a pervert!", one of the girls said her face turning red.

"Yeah! Hes a first class gentlemen!", another said.

I scoffed. "Really? Cuz earlier it seemed like he was a pervert trying to get in my pants."

This caused a humongous uproar. The twins and the other tall boy stood quickly as they tried to fight off the crowd.

The boy with the glasses came closer to me.

"Your tongue is as sharp as I've heard . Please, could you not infuriate our guests so much?", He asked in a businesslike manor.

"I swear I'm not a pervert! Don't listen to those two shady twins", Blondie, excuse me, Tamaki, cried from behind him. "Mommy, tell her I'm not!".

Mommy? Now it was just getting weird.

"How about we all talk this out after hours. We close in about ten minutes." The boy from my class said. Haruhi I think.

"Fine. I don't really care what we do." I sigh and plop myself down on a couch. I swear blondies eye twitch.

The boys had got the girls back at the tables. And I just sat and observed my feet on the coffee table. I looked around.

The twins did what looked like twincest and the girls almost fainted, the little blonde boy smiled and stuffed his face with cake. And Blondie tried to look like a Prince. Thats when it hit me.

"Oh my god.", I said to myself.

The girls cleared out and the club gathered around me. I stood up swiftly, looking at them all. And I promptly burst out laughing. I held my stomach and tried to get a sentence out.

"Y-you...you guys a-are...a host club!", I exclaimed and kept on laughing.

"And how does this amuse you?", The twins asked together.

"Its...its so stupid!", I gasped out falling onto the couch crying. I started hyperventilating and caught my breath. I sat up and had a silly grin on my face.

"You sit around and flirt with a whole bunch of brainless girls. That makes you guys players pretty much", I said looking at my nails, they were painted a crazy shade of green.

"Players", The little blonde boy asked.

I looked at him. "In other words, a heart breaker, or someone who fears commitment, or just likes toying with girls."

That made most of them pretty mad.

"I'm not a heart breaker", The little blonde said.

"We toy with people but we would never break someones heart!", The twins yelled at me.

Blondie was in the corner.

"Please Ms. Ikede, can we handle this the easy way?".

"Yeah, whatever." I said putting my feet up on the table again.

The rest of the club sat on the couch facing me, fitting some how.

"Now, introductions are in order. That boy in the corner is Tamaki, hes our king. I'm Kyoua, our vice-president. The red heads are Hikaru and Kaoru. The little blonde and his cousin are Hunny and Mori and that is Haruhi." Kyoua said in a false pleasant tone. "And you of course are Ms. Kikuko Ikede. Daughter of music producer Ken and music manager Hanna Ikede. Blood type AB—". The others shrunk away at hearing this. "—fifteen years old, in the same class as Haruhi and the twins. The only daughter of the music empire and went by Kiku at her old school."

He closed his book. I looked at him. "And how the hell do you know all that about me?".

"I have my sources. Now earlier when you thought you were being attacked by Tamaki it was just him flirting as a gentlemen, he can't help it, it was what he was born to do.".

Blondie came close to me. "Yes my beautiful princess, I had meant you no harm, none at all." He said pleading to me.

I grabbed him by his nose and he sweat dropped. "Lets make a few things clear blondie. I am not your princess and I never will be. Don't treat me like your guests, I have a brain. And, I will forgive you for earlier. Just don't do it again."

He smiled at me, a huge cheesy smile behind my hand. He some how picked me up and started spinning me around. "Oh thank you! You could be my daughter! We are one big family here! You could sing for us an—".

I hit a pressure point in his neck which sent him to ground and I landed on him feet.

"Hold the phone blondie. When was it said that I wanted to be a part of this", I said gesturing around the room.

"We would pay you of course." Kyoua said.

I looked at them all. "Sorry guys, I have enough to do."

And I walked away out of the room.