Kita: Hi again! I've now finished the second chapter obviously and will probably have the third soon as well! Anyways disclaimer now why not have the aspiring lawyer do it? Please Haruhi?

Haruhi: Well I guess I could. Moonlightdemonkita does not have ownership of us or anything to do with Ouran High school Host Club, she does however own Nikari, Kesuna, and the plot for this work of fan fiction.

Kita: yep yep!

Blabbity bleebity bloo = Kesuna's thoughts

Blee Blah Bloo= Nikari's thoughts

Blah blah bloo = anyone else's thoughts

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Kita: onward!

The Makuyo twins stood at the front of the class much to their dismay as the teacher introduced them. Standing beside each other like that they looked like and Mr. Hyde versions of the same person as each were dressed in the Ouran uniform but with different styles to them. Nikari's uniform was freshly pressed with her tie in perfect symmetry and her caramel locks cut shoulder length and a small ribbon tying them back to give herself the look of a perfect gentleman. Kesuna on the other hand had her sleeves pushed up with her suit jacket open and her tie hanging loosely . Her hair was cut a little higher and spiked up with gel.

Even their body language gave off that vibe as Kesuna had a slight scowl on her face and her hands tucked casually in her pockets while Nikari had a light blush from embarrassment and her hands clasped together in front of her while she fidgeted under the gaze of her classmates.

"Yo." Kesuna responded with a casual careless wave obviously not wanting to be there. Several of the girls in class looked on with heart filled gazes that really did not go over well with her.

Soon her response was joined by Nikari's timid "hello"

After both had spoken the classroom erupted with the fan girl squeals for 'Kesuno's' tough rebel

attitude and 'Nikoni's' shy demeanor surprising both of the girls and annoyed Kesuna.

Well..this certainly wasn't the reaction I was hoping for..

Damn it! Somebody just kill me already! These girls are way too fucking loud!

Most of the day continued in this fashion causing Kesuna to have to restrained herself from knocking any of their newly acquired fan girls out while Nikari just felt like running and hiding somewhere until she could hopefully wake up from this nightmare. This was going to be the worst year she had ever experienced. Being confessed to by guys was awkward enough as it is but now girls too?

Finally when classes were over so made their way towards their limo having no intention of getting involved with any of the club activities thus having to endure more of the eardrum bursting squeals. As the y were making their over to the place for pickup they noticed a somewhat familiar face in the crowd. Of course it could just be a coincidence so they followed the middle class 'male' around hoping to get a chance to talk to him as he had just started walking off.

Haruhi's Pov

As she made her way towards the third floor music room, Haruhi noticed two sets of footsteps following. At first this was slightly unnerving until she glanced back and realized she recognized the two. Of course who else besides them and those in host club would aimlessly follow someone until their prescence was acknowledged.

"Nikari, Kesuna why are you following me?" she asked in her usual bored yet slightly annoyed tone of voice.

"Um..well.. we saw you and were curious where you were going and you looked too busy to notice us." Nikari answered timidly

"Yea, anyways how you been 'Ruhi?" Kesuna asked in her rare friendly tone.

"I've been okay, Now next question what are you two even doing in Japan?"

"Their newest research project." they both answered simultaneously

"Ah. Okay last question why are you two dressed as boys?"

"Well.. there were some typos on our applications and..it seemed like a good way for me to avoid being asked out so much." Nikari answered with blushing slightly most likely from embarrassment.

well that plan was a failure.

"And there was no way in hell I was wearing that other thing." Kesuna replied as well.

I should've expected that, she always hated when her mother dressed them up.

The three continued talking to each other as they walked down the hall until they reached the wooden doors of the music room where a swirl of cherry blossoms seemed to come out of nowhere accompanied by a male chorus of "Welcome.".

huh?

what the hell?