AN: Sorry about the last few chapters. The breaks I've been putting in between different sections of the chapter keep getting lost in translation. I hope this works better this time.

Inez looked at her new class.

"No." She said simply. "You three need to get out. Where are the first years?"

"We traded, mademoiselle. The fates simply believed that the three of us needed to be in this class." Tamaki romanced her, leaning over her desk and tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I'm a teacher! You can't do that!"

"Well, you're not technically a teacher." The twins said together.

"You're a visiting tutor. Courtesy rules between student and teacher are void." Kaoru finished by himself.

"This is ridiculous!" Inez sat, defeated. "Are you three really in this class?"

"Mmhhmm." They nodded in sync.

"We have a note." Tamaki handed her the note from his father, permitting them into the class. She sighed.

"Alright, sit in the corner and catch up." She handed them workbooks. "Do the first five exercises. It's pretty self-explanatory, but you will have a lot of homework tonight."

"Got it, chief!"

"Chief?"

"Yes."

"Actually," Yuri, the other 3rd year spoke up, "I was wondering what to address you as. Sensei seems inappropriate since this is an Arabic class being taught in French – in Japan, but still."

Inez hadn't thought about this -"Well, I suppose you could call me the Arabic word for teacher 'oostatha' but since I'm not technically a teacher-"

"No you're not!" Tamaki squealed, running from across the room and pulling her into a bear hug from behind"

"RETURN TO YOUR CORNER!" She howled at him. "I guess, uh, chief would be okay?"
"You want us to call you chief?"

"I guess since the twins are already calling me chief – yeah?"

"Okay, Chief. I had a couple of questions about the homework…"

Inez answered their questions. They were all pretty basic, what you would expect. And even though she was worried about the three new comers, maybe they would be subdued….

"Baby teacher chief!" Tamaki yelled from across the room.

"What?"

"I have a questiooooon."

"Why does this letter connect and this doesn't?"

"Because."
"Why?"

"That's just how it is."
"That's silly."

"Uh huh."

"Uh – chief?" Kasanoda asked from across the room.

"Yes?" She responded, with a much gentler tone than she was using for the wonder twins and their fraternal triplet.

"Look away for a second, okay?"

"Okay?" She obliged, and turned away. Kasanoda used his super glare to yell at them.

"YOU GUYS ARE ANNOYING." He growled.
"AHHHH." They screamed, suddenly frozen in terror. Inez turned around at them screaming, and saw Kasanoda's angry face but just stared at him.

"What are you doing, Kasanoda?"
"Buying you ten minutes of uninterrupted teaching time."

"Oh, thankyou, I guess."

That's how the rest of the class was - stupid questions from the wonder triplets that seemed to be asked just to antagonize her. Kasanoda or Haruhi usually took it upon themselves to police the three, but Haruhi's yelling usually only worked on Tamaki. Which got Inez thinking – are these two boys in love with each other? She didn't think about it much, but it was kind of cute.

At the end, they all filed out, Tamaki offering her an apple and a seductive attempt to wash the blackboard before she physically had to kick him out. She went to collect her things – day two was a lot more dramatic than day one. She saw a small notebook in the corner of the classroom.
"Oh – someone seems to have dropped their…diary?" She guessed, opening the first page to see if she could find a name. Hikaru. She wanted to return it to him – as she felt uncomfortable taking someone's diary home with her or leaving it for someone with cruel intentions to find. She figured they probably went back to the room where they took her when they kidnapped her yesterday – hopefully she could find it.

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Margaret sat slumped on her and Inez's dorm room couch. She was bored. Inez had left only three days ago and she now had nothing to do since she finished her last exam.

She had already taken refuge into a certain illegal recreational plant, and now after destroying the cafeteria with munchies she was sick of watching family guy.

Inez hadn't been on Skype like she promised she would be. Not that Margaret was worried, Inez was probably caught up with whatever and would get on eventually.

Margaret was a medium height girl with wavy sandy blonde hair that she usually just let run wild and big, bright happy brown eyes. She was majoring in architecture, and dreamed of building the most elegant sky rise in the world. A skyscraper that would last as long as the pyramid and be as beautiful as the Taj Majal She wore a neon orange shirt that bore the words "A Clockwork Orange," blue jeans and flip flops.

She was about to take another hit of the afore mentioned drug, when she heard a loud pounding on her door. "Fuck." She muttered, afraid it was the R.A. smelling the weed. "Hold on! I don't have pants on!" She yelled, hiding her bong and over febreezing the room. "Just took a wicked shit!"

Margaret opened the door, a sighed in semi relief. "John?"

"Inez missed her final." He responded shortly.

"Dude – she's in Japan." Margaret laughed.

"What?" He responded, a subtle look of anger over swept his face. John was a serious boy. He and Inez had the same major – different regions – but regardless there was a lot of overlap in the classes they had to take. He became quite taken with Inez during their freshman year in their intro to political science class. Inez had always been a fan of tennis, something Margaret was terrible at, and had missed it since she started college. He became her tennis partner, and even though he never played before, as the national under 18 Tae Kwon Do champion, his natural athleticism made him a formidable opponent for Inez.

Inez, being fairly clueless about love, never noticed his advances. John, not knowing how to up the subtle hints, simply became angry and adopted some pretty stalker habits. Inez also did not notice this.

Margaret did. She admitted it her concerns to Inez at the end of their freshman year, when he kept inviting her to go boating with him on the Mediterranean so she could 'practice Arabic.'

Inez, not accepting Margaret's "he wants to bone you so hard he'll probably kill you with over-love" theory, did notice the stalker behavior when it was pointed out to her.

"He did come over one night when you weren't here and put a sock on the door before he came in." Inez remembered, staring blankly at the ceiling. "I thought it was a joke."

"He also was sitting on the bench across the quad looking in our window – every night for a month." Margaret reminded her.

So Inez stopped hanging out with him so much, and soon rarely talked to him. Then, as the end of her sophomore year approached and all the plans about Japan came up – she just never mentioned it to him. That was that.

"Japan?" he repeated to Margaret.

"Yeah dude, she's gonna be gone for a year."

John struggled to find words, and he couldn't, so he punched the wall outside of her door and walked away.

Margaret, high, laughed. That wasn't a good action on Margaret's side.

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Inez felt proud of herself. She found the room on her first try. She opened the door, and suddenly a blinding light and a swarm of rose petals flew at her.

"What the ef?" She yelled.

"Welcome to Ouran Host Club!" Voices cooed to her. As the blinding light subsided, she saw the majority of her Arabic class standing there.

"What is this?"

"Oh! Baby teacher chief!" Tamaki yelled, embracing her. "I'm so glad you came to see us! Mori was so mean yesterday when he pulled you away before you could experience the wonder of our club."

"Uh." Was all Inez could respond.

"So. What type are you interested in? Unfortunately we are temporarily out of Lolita and Strong and silent, but I'm sure any of our other wonderful types would suit you just fine."

"Uhhh. Hikaru."

"HIKARU!!" Tamaki beamed. "What a good choice! The twins are very popular." Before Inez knew it, the twins were swarming her, stroking her hair and shoulders.

"Ah! No!" Inez stumbled. "Hikaru…left his notebook, I came to return it."

Hikaru blushed, suddenly, and grabbed the book and shoved it in his bag. Kaoru looked at his brother, unsure of what he was doing. Hikaru looked back at him, and they had a conversation with their eyes. Inez stared at the interaction intensely, but their conversation suddenly ended.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru pouted. "I told you to be more responsible."

"I'm sorry, brother." Hikaru whimpered, "You know I was just so excited to get the club today. We were trying on new outfits."

"I know Hikaru, just don't do it again." They started embracing each other.

"I won't, I'm sorry Kaoru!"

"Wh-what are you two doing?!" Inez muttered, her eyes wide. Suddenly, a pack of girl students surrounded her.

"THE FORBIDDEN TWIN LOVE!" They all screamed.

"Ah!" Inez cried. She couldn't get out of the crowd of fanatic girls. "Help!" She yelled.

Suddenly she felt a strong hand clasp her upper arm and pull her out of the crowd.
Mori had appeared behind her and pulled her out of the crowd and into his arms.

"Oh, thankyou Mori." She said, casually. This seemed normal. Mori responded with a soft look. The moment was short lived when the girl crowd turned from the twins to Mori.

"MORI!" They yelled. "HE RESCUED HER! HE'S SO POWERFUL AND PROTECTIVE!" They screamed at each other, a few crying.

"Is this for real?"

"Yes."

"This is what you did in high school?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Hunny liked all of the free cake."

"Oh."

Mori put her down. Haruhi walked up to them. "When you got here I called Mori to let him know where you were. I anticipated something like this happening. You should leave while Tamaki's distracted." They all looked over at Tamaki – he was pouring instant coffee gently into a blushing girls mouth.

They took Haruhi's advice and left with haste. "See you tomorrow, Haruhi."

"See you later, Chief."