CHAPTER 3

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN OHSHC but if you think I should, please put forward that idea ¦3

Dedicated to Georgie (relationship with Tamaki will not be romanticised) and Jasmine (relationship with Haruhi will definitely NOT be romanticised). This took long because I was on holiday for the entirety of the Easter hols and I also have a life. Unlikely but sadly true. Sorry if anyone was waiting for this ^-^" Italics, apart from exaggeration, are words spoken in Japanese.

Thank you for the two awesome people who DID review (justiceintheworldofhp-yearight and Ruby Smith) :D I GIVEZ YOU A VIRTUAL COOKEH!

"T-too big…" Georgie stuttered, staring up at the grand stately home – apparently the smaller mansion but she was calling bullshit, this thing was way too big. As she was saying, or mumbling.

"Yes, Princess! This is my home!" Tamaki announced grandly, eyes sparkling at her. It took him a moment to realise, by looking at her questioning face that he had slipped back into Japanese. "I mean, err… This is my home!" Spoken much less surely of himself.

"Oh, cool." Georgie giggled honestly, though the giggling was most probably at his accent. "But can you understand me?" She frowned, wondering if anything she says would get mistaken in his household for something strange – just that thought make her cringe in embarrassment.

"Of course! I do get the second highest scores in my class!" Tamaki announced again, definitely using his outside voice but his pride was shattered when her high-pitched laugh cut in again.

"I was expecting that brag to be a lot grander!" That harmless comment sent him straight to an invisible corner of shame; mushrooms included in the price and all.

"Shima, everybody, this is our guest Georgie-hime. Please take care of her." Tamaki began as he threw open the doors to every servant waiting there for him, leaving Georgie outside to wonder why she was being called princess repeatedly; not that she was against it or anything. Realising that everyone was staring at her day-dreaming face, she snapped out of it.

"Hi?" Oh what little Japanese she knew, why couldn't these people be French? She knew that language. Curses, she thought to herself, I should have kidnapped Katrina to be my translator! And she still owes me for all the chocolate cookies she's stolen.

"Welcome, Georgie-hime. Please let me show you to your room." A maid stepped forward and Georgie, still extremely bewildered by the class shock and language was almost dragged along by her wrist up the huge staircase. Her thoughts consisted of "oh my god". She blinked when pulled to a stop in front of an ornate door, okay all the doors in the 'small' mansion were ornate but Georgie was still getting her head around it. Don't judge her. Inside the room, everything seemed to be ivory (AN/: not actual ivory, I am against people profiting from killing animals) with gold, simple yet elegant. A vanity, wardrobe and a chest of draws decorated the room as well as the obvious bed. There was also another door which you could assume led to an on-suite. "I'll leave you to unpack, hime."

Georgie watched, confused as the maid left her in the doorway, but shrugging she found her pink suitcases neatly stacked beside the bed, no, her bed. Oh this was going to have some getting used to.

Jasmine followed Haruhi out of the limo, happy to get away from Lara, Katrina and Katie singing, as loud as possible, The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round trying to ease the tension.

"So, um, do you speak English?" She asked hopefully and she was almost crushed when Haruhi didn't respond at first.

"Yes." It was pretty hard to understand, and rather unexpected. But Haruhi had answered. That, at least, was good. Jasmine smiled cheerily at the girl as they lugged the suitcases up the stairs and to Haruhi's flat.

"Your family, is there anything to expect?" Oh god, if she messed up because of some Japanese culture she didn't know, she'd die of embarrassment. Jasmine saw Haruhi sigh, glancing back at her.

"Just try not to be too surprised." The girl muttered with a few pauses, understandable but that didn't include what she meant. Her guest chose to ponder on this silently as Haruhi opened the door.

"HARUHIIIIIIII!" Screamed someone from inside, tackling her in a hug. Jasmine peeked around the door, fearful of whatever had just attacked her partner. She was now staring at a woman molly-coddling poor Haruhi who looked the opposite of pleased.

"Dad…" She muttered helplessly just before he suddenly released her and went streaking after a freaked out Jasmine.

"Who's this? A girl friend? Daddy always knew you were a girly girl inside! Your friend is so cute!"

All Jasmine heard was a jumble of Japanese words and she was now in a similar headlock to what Haruhi was in. "Haruhi, help me!" She cried helplessly, feeling like something Haruhi's mother was about to eat. She could already feel that they had a slight bond and felt free to shout out shamelessly towards the other.

"Dad! Cut it out!" Haruhi insisted, now looking extremely apologetic. She released the exchange student to where she fell, coughing and trying to breathe again. He had mumbled something along the lines of Haruhi being no fun as they quickly escaped inside towards Haruhi's bedroom, leaving Haruhi's parent with their shoes.

"I'm sorry about that, he gets excited sometimes."

"Well, your mother seemed… energetic." Jasmine sought for the right words, finally settling on something semi-positive. She had totally missed the 'he' in the sentence.

"Yeah, my dad is." Haruhi seemed pretty unfazed while watched the girl go from confusion to shock to embarrassment. Just what she hadn't wanted to do!

"Oh my god! I am really sorry!" She gasped, eyes wide. Jasmine honestly had no idea that it would be her father. "Would it make a difference if I said he was a convincing woman?" She asked sheepishly, averting her eyes.

Hearing the other girl laugh, she looked up in confusion to see Haruhi chuckling slightly. "Don't worry! This isn't the first time!"

Just introducing their lives, next chapter will be The Twins and Possibly Hani and Mori if the twins don't take up too much space. *offers virtual cookies and muffins* R&R? :3