Author note(s): Hey, guys! Nice to see you again… I just remember that I need to thank you, readers, for the reviews, favs, and alerts for this story. Everybody loves praises! The beta for this story is Aihara Awayuki AKA Ai-Pi as they go by now on .
Story fact(s): This chapter takes place two weeks after the Mock Trial, and you going to get some callbacks to the previous chapters. The last five chapters takes place in between two months. While the third chapter took about three weeks in the actual timeline of the story, the fourth, fifth, and sixth chapter takes place a week in between each other. Just thought you guys should know… Plus, this chapter features an extra special cosplay of an anime that introduced me to this world of anime…
Disclaimer: See chapter one. Also, I don't the anime feature in this chapter.
Episode VII: The Introduction of the Hostess Club
~OHSHC; Music Room #3~
The door of Music Room #3 opened and revealed the Host Club in cosplay. The Host Club was dressed as Hetalia: Axis Powers.
Tamaki decided to be France; his blonde hair was longer and in waves, he had fake stubble on his chin, and the outfit consisted of a long blue coat and matching capelet, with red pants and brown boots.
Kyoya decided on Austria. He had to wear a brown wig with wavy locks and a curl standing out from the rest. He wore a long navy blue coat with a white jabot, and black pants. He kept his glasses, but he had purple contacts in his eyes to complete the look.
The Hitachiin twins decided on the Italian brothers. The twin cosplayed as North Italy, or Veneziano, wore a light auburn wig with a curl sticking out to the right and wore a blue WWII military uniform, a black shirt and tie, and black boots. The twin cosplayed as South Italy, or Romano, wore a dark auburn wig with a curl sticking out to the left and wore a khaki WWII military uniform, a black shirt and tie, and black boots.
Hani decided to cosplay as Finland. He styled his hair as Finland does, and wore a light blue military uniform with a cross neck-charm on the jacket, and sometimes wears a white beret on his head.
Since Hani had chosen Finland, Mori was cosplaying Sweden. He wore a short, blonde wig and fake glasses. His outfit consisted of a long blue overcoat, a matching hat, a black shirt and tie, black pants, gloves, and boots.
Haruhi decided on cosplaying Japan. She kept her hair the same, and she wore a white naval uniform with black and gold accents.
"Welcome," the Hosts greeted the guests.
"Oh, Tamaki," one of Tamaki's guests swooned. "You make a great France."
"Can you speak in French?" another guest asked, sighing.
"Pourquoi, bien sûr, les princesses," Tamaki replied in French. "Vous êtes tous aussi belles' que une douzaine de roses."
"Oh, Tamaki!" his guests exclaimed.
"Hikaru is Italy, and Kaoru is Romano, right?" one of the Hitachiin twins' guests guessed, hoping that she would get it right.
"Nope," 'Romano' replied, shaking his head.
"You got it wrong," 'Italy finished, also shaking his head.
"Sorry," the twins shrugged.
"So do you guys eat pasta and pizza like the Italian brothers do in Hetalia?" another guest asked, smiling.
"Why, yes, ladies," the Romano twin replied, smirking. "But my brother is a messy eater, especially."
The Italy twin blushed. "That's not true…"
"And I would have to clean it off him," the Romano twin continued, noticing icing on his brother's hand. "Like this…"
The Romano twin grabbed his brother's hand with the icing on it, and cleaned it by licking it slowly. The Italy twin looked away with a silent moan and their guests went crazy.
"Hani, you look so adorable as Finland," one of Hani's guests commented, watching the third year eat a piece of cake.
"Why, thank you," Hani replied, mouth full.
"Mitsukuni, it's not proper to talk with your mouth full," Mori sternly reminded him.
"Oh, sorry, Takashi," Hani responded after swallowing his food. "You look very cute as Japan, Haruhi," another guest commented, smiling at her.
"Thank you," Haruhi smiled at the guest who blushed. "I thought he suit me better than any other character from the APH series."
One of Haruhi's guests leaned in closer to her, making her back up. "Then you don't like it when you're touched?"
"W-well, I-I," Haruhi stammered, cheeks turning pink.
"Wait, do you like being touched?" the same guest asked, hand getting closer to Haruhi's chest.
Haruhi realized what could happened if she was touched: her secret as a girl could be exposed and she wouldn't be a part of the Host Club anymore. With the thought running through her head, Haruhi got up quickly and rushed to the dressing room. The room went silent as the door slammed close.
"Haruhi?" Tamaki blinked in surprise.
"Something must be wrong with him," Hikaru concluded, getting up.
"Let's go check on him," Kaoru decided, standing up as well.
"Right," Tamaki and Hani replied in unison.
Mori and Kyoya stayed behind as the others followed Haruhi into the dressing room.
"I'm sorry, ladies," Kyoya turned to the guests, "but the Host Club is closing early today."
"I'm so sorry!" the girl that had wanted to touch Haruhi's 'manly' chest exclaimed, tears streaming down her face. "This is my fault!"
"Nobody is pointing fingers, miss," Kyoya stated calmly as he and Mori escorted the guests out of the room.
Once all the guests had left, Kyoya and Mori went into the dressing room.
~OHSHC; Host Club Dressing Room~
"Haruhi, is everything okay?" Tamaki asked, in concern.
Haruhi had closed the curtain and curled into a corner of the small space. The Host Club stood outside of the curtain.
"Haru-chan, we're here for you if you need us," Hani assured, holding a piece of cake in his hand. "I've got this piece of cake here if you want it."
Haruhi hadn't replied since they had entered the dressing room. Hani's statements received no reply.
"Come on, Haruhi," Hikaru sighed, running his hand through his wig.
"Tell us what happened that got you so upset," Kaoru urged, mouth turning into a frown.
"Please," the four members pleaded, making Haruhi feel guilty.
"One of the girls wanted to test out a theory," Haruhi explained vaguely. "Japan's afraid of being touched so she wanted to see if it was the same for me. She was close to my chest…"
Haruhi trailed off, speaking in a small voice. The Hosts went silent and it was silent for a while.
"Oh," Tamaki broke the silence. "So…"
The door opened to reveal the girls, with curiosity on their faces.
"Hey, why aren't you guys in the other room?" Mayumi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, we came to the music room to find it empty," Naomi nodded, indicating the next room.
Ukemo looked around the group, "Hey, where's Haruhi?"
The Hosts pointed to the curtain, "In there."
"Why is she in there?" the Akiyama twins asked, worried for their friend.
"Something happened that made Haruhi upset," Kyoya simply stated, seeming to be calm.
"One of the guests tried to touch Haruhi," the Hitachiin twins stated in unison.
"Don't you two said it so bluntly like that!" Tamaki exclaimed, flailing his arms around.
"Okay, that doesn't explain why you men are in here," Sakura voiced, motioning to the group.
"Well, we have to talk to Haruhi about it," Tamaki explained, dramatically.
"No, you don't," the Akiyama twins voiced up.
"What do you mean, 'we don't'?" the Hitachiin twins asked, glaring at them.
"Somebody tried to touch Haruhi," Sakura explained, pushing her glasses up. "On the chest if I'm presuming so."
"She's not going to want to talk about that with a bunch of boys," the Akiyama twins huffed in unison, hands on hips.
"Haruhi needs to talk to some girls about this," Ukemo informed them.
"Well, we were making some process before you guys came in," Hikaru snapped, glaring at the five.
"Actually, guys," Haruhi piped up, making the Hosts and girls look at the curtain. "They're right. I want to talk about this with them, because they know what I'm going through. You don't."
"But, Haruhi," the Hitachiin twins and Tamaki whined.
"I agree with them," Kyoya curtly stated, walking to the door. "Let's go and leave them to their girl talk."
The Hosts left reluctantly the six girls alone.
"Now what's the matter Haruhi?" Ukemo asked, stepping up to the curtain. "We know that a girl tried to touch you, but there must be another thing that's bothering you."
"There is," Haruhi replied, pulling the curtain back. "It started over the weekend."
~Flashback~
"Haruhi~!" a feminine voice sang followed by a knock on her door. "Are you getting ready for clothes shopping today?"
"Almost," Haruhi shouted back, struggling to her bra on.
It won't stayed on, Haruhi thought, trying to hook the bra. I can't believe this. All of my bras won't fit me at all.
The door opened to reveal a tall man, maroon hair held back by a bandanna. He wore a simple brown shirt and blue skinny jeans. The man was Ryoji Fujioka, or as he preferred 'Ranka'. He looked on as his daughter tried to clasp her bra.
"Haruhi," Ranka hummed, surprising her.
"Dad, I'm not ready," Haruhi whined, trying to cover herself.
"Is that your last bra?" Ranka asked, indicating the one she was struggling with.
Haruhi blushed, before replying," Yes, none of my bras won't fit me. I think my chest grew."
Her chest had been aching the last few days like it did when she was twelve, going through puberty.
Ranka grabbed an over-sized sweatshirt and put it on Haruhi, who put her last bra up. The two rushed to the clothing store and into a lingerie shop. Ranka asked a worker to measure Haruhi's chest. The worker revealed that Haruhi went from a 32A to a 32B, a whole cup size. Ranka spent all of his money on Haruhi's new bras.
~Flashback~
"Wow," the Akiyama twins and Ukemo commented, blinking at her.
Sakura cupped her own chin in thought. "I had a feeling something like this would happen."
"Yeah, I taped my chest down so it won't show," Haruhi explained, frowning as she looked away.
"At least your hair is the same length," Ukemo beamed, looking on the bright side.
"Actually," Haruhi chuckled nervously, gripping her head. "About that…"
~Flashback~
"Dad, my hair is getting longer," Haruhi stated to her dad.
Ranka smiled at her, holding up a brown wig. "I like it long, so I bought you this wig and styled it like your short hair."
~Flashback~
"And that was just a few weeks ago," Haruhi took the wig off to revealed long brown locks.
"Oh, my word!" the Akiyama twins squealed, excitedly.
"Haruhi, you look so pretty," Ukemo beamed, clapping her hands together.
"Very beautiful," Sakura smiled while Karai nodded in agreement.
"Thanks, guys," Haruhi smiled softly, before frowning. "My hair hasn't stopped growing since then though. What am I going to do?"
"Well, if your hair gets long enough, it won't fit in that wig anymore," Mayumi explained, indicating the wig in her hand.
"And taping down your chest might constrict your breathing and you could die," Naomi informed, gravely.
"Why don't you come out as a girl then?" Ukemo suggested, "That way, you can prevent the guests from finding out about any other way and spread rumors."
"I've thought about that, but I don't want to give up hosting," Haruhi replied, crossing her arms across her chest. "If I reveal myself, I would have to quit the Host Club."
"Actually, I believe I have come up with a plan that might help the situation," Sakura voiced, catching the other girls' attention.
"Really?" Haruhi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, but it's not in its final stages yet," Sakura commented, thinking back to it. "I'm not even sure it might work."
"Well, it's the best we got," Mayumi huffed.
"Yeah," Naomi nodded.
"Very well, but I rather propose it to you girls and the Hosts," Sakura explained, pushing her glasses up. "I don't like to repeat myself."
"Alright," the Akiyama twins nodded in unison.
"Haruhi, you go ahead and change," Sakura instructed, before adding, "and fix your hair. Don't put it back in the wig. You look very beautiful with long hair." She smiled softly at the girl.
~OHSHC; Music Room #3~
The Hosts had change out of their cosplay. They were waiting on the six girls still in the dressing room.
"How long does it take for girls to talk to each other?" Hikaru groaned, slouching in his chair.
"Apparently, girl talks can go for hours and hours," Kaoru pointed out, leaning against his twin.
The dressing room doors opened to reveal the Akiyama twins, Mayumi frowning and Naomi smiling, and the other girls with them except Haruhi. They walked away from the dressing room.
"Not hours and hours, Kaoru," Mayumi huffed, crossing her arms across her chest.
Tamaki walked up to them, looking worried. "How's Haruhi?"
"She's fine, but we need to talk about her," Naomi explained, grabbing the Hosts' attention.
"Okay, what is it?" Tamaki asked, concerned for his 'daughter'.
"Well, you see, at a time in a girl's life," Mayumi narrated, "she goes through a stage where her body changes..."
"Why are we hearing about this?" Hikaru asked, raising an eyebrow.
Mayumi ignored him and continued. "Sometimes, her body stops for a year or two before it changes again. That's what happened with Haruhi. She went up a cup size recently."
The Hosts blinked, before realizing what she said.
"So her chest grew?" the Hitachiin asked, awkwardly.
The Akiyama twins nodded, an awkward frown on their faces.
"And her hair has been growing longer," Naomi informed, right as the dressing room door opened.
Haruhi walked out with Haruhi in her Ouran school uniform and her long brown hair down. The Hosts gaped at the sight. Hikaru and Tamaki blushed slightly at Haruhi's long hair.
"Soon, my hair will get longer and it won't fit the wig I've been wearing," Haruhi explained, oblivious to the Hosts' reaction. "At least, that's what Mayumi said."
"Haruhi also taped down her chest to where she was flat-chested again," Ukemo pointed out, frowning. "But the taping-down could constrict her breathing…"
"And she could die," the Akiyama twins finished, gravely.
"What can we do then?" Kyoya asked, getting out his black notebook.
"With the plan I've come with, she doesn't need to. However, it might be a bit cliché…" Sakura piped up, tucking a hair behind her ear.
"We're listening," Tamaki and the Hitachiin twins voiced in unison.
"Please have a seat, all of you," Sakura commanded, pushing her glasses up.
The couches had gather round a single chair where Sakura sat. On Sakura's left, the boys sat on two couches. On Sakura's right, the girls sat on two couches as well. The order from Sakura's left to her right was Mori, Hani, Kyoya, Kaoru, Hikaru, Tamaki, Haruhi, Mayumi, Naomi, Ukemo, and Karai. She had her laptop on her lap, the light illuminated her face.
Sakura went on explaining. "Now, Haruhi has been experiencing changes in her body, right?" The audience nodded. "Well, she'll need to reveal herself as a girl, but she doesn't want to stop hosting. The best plan I've come with is a Hostess Club."
"A hostess club?" her audience, minus Mori and Karai, repeated in unison.
Sakura nodded, continuing. "A Hostess Club, the feminine counterpart of a Host Club. It's quite simple really: the Hosts are female while the guests are male."
"Whoa, whoa," Tamaki interrupted her. "I'm not going to let Haruhi serve a bunch of boys! My daughter will become a victim then."
"For once, I agree with Boss," Hikaru huffed, glaring at Sakura.
Sakura countered him with a darker glare. Hikaru flinched, looking away. Tamaki just whimpered, looking at the ground.
The dark-haired girl sighed, glare disappearing. "It's really Haruhi's decision rather if she wants to be a Hostess or not."
"Well, to tell you the truth, Sakura-senpai," Haruhi piped up. "I think it's a good idea, but what will I need to do in this Hostess Club?"
"Simple," Sakura responded, sighing. "You do the same as you do now, but instead of talking to girls, you will talk to boys. Again, it's up to you, whether you want to do this or not."
Naomi raised her hand. "Can my sister and I say something?"
"Of course," Sakura replied, nodding her head.
"Thank you," Mayumi voiced, frowning. "I would like to say that Haruhi's body changing, and if it continues the way it is, she is going to be found out. Rumors will spread and the Host Club will change."
"Maybe the Host Club will have to disband because you've had kept a secret from them," Naomi added, looking down. "Do you guys want that to happen?"
The Hosts, excluding Haruhi, looked at each other before replying, "No."
"I don't want to separate from you guys, either," Haruhi sighed, frowning. "That's why I'm choosing to be a Hostess in this new club."
"I approve of this," Tamaki nodded, eyes determined.
"So do we," the Hitachiin twins stated in unison.
"So do we," Hani giggled while Mori grunted.
"I do as well," Kyoya sighed, before glancing at Sakura. "I suppose you have all the details, Untaki."
"Most of them anyway," Sakura replied, pushing her glasses up. "But Haruhi will need to have other Hostesses with her and we need a place for the Hostess Club to have their meetings and afternoon gatherings as well."
"As for the location, there is a Music Room #4 down this hall," Kyoya explained, remembering the room. "Haruhi can use it."
"'Music Room #4'," Sakura typed into her computer.
"As for the other Hostesses," Tamaki brought up, thinking. "Who can we have for them?"
"We could have auditions for Hostess to be in this club," Sakura suggested, typing away on her computer.
"But we don't want girls wanting to join this club to be closer to the Host Club," Naomi pointed out, thinking about it.
"Hmm, you're right," Sakura hummed, pausing her typing. "So what do you suggest then?"
"Well, we don't have to decide anything right now, do we?" Tamaki asked, raising a shaking finger.
~OHSHC; Debate Club Room~
The next day, Sakura was typing away on her computer. She was also thinking about how to get membership for the Hostess Club.
Who can we use for the Hostess Club? I wonder… Sakura thought, coming up with an idea but figuring a way to execute it.
"Can you believe Tenchi?" Sakura heard a male droned on with a couple of other members.
"Yeah, he's planning on making Sakura vice president." Sakura rolled her eyes at what they were talking. There were rumors that her lovely boyfriend was going to make her Vice President of the Debate Club.
"I'm been in the Debate Club longer than she has," one of his friends huffed, Sakura imagined that he crossed his arms.
"I hear that they've been having problems since that Mock Trial with the Host Club," a female explained, joining their conversation. "You know," she had pause to laugh, "Sakura won, and the Host Club stayed."
"Well, I wish they had abolished the Host Club," one of the guys huffed, "because the Hosts are just a bunch of dicks taking advantage of other girls."
Sakura felt a fire lit inside, shutting her laptop off before standing up to tell the group to quit gossiping. Then a voice stopped her,
"Sakura-senpai, Fukui-senpai wishes to see you in his office."
Sakura turned to face the voice. The owner of the voice had red hair and brown eyes, and her name was Ramika Wakahisa, a first year. Out of the females, the female called Sakura found her tolerable and the most intelligent.
"Thank you, Ramika," Sakura replied, walking toward Tenchi's office.
Before she walked in, she heard from one of the boys from the gossiping group, "See? He's about to make her Vice President." She shut the door, quickly.
Tenchi sat behind his desk, hands clasped under his chin. "Sakura, I have some news for you. But first, I apologized for the way I acted at the Mock Trial, but you shouldn't have acted so superior to me…"
In case you haven't notice, your father works for my father.
"…anyway, back to the issue, I have chosen you to the Vice President-"
"I quit," Sakura stated, deciding that she has have enough.
"-of the Debate-" Tenchi stopped talking when he heard what she said, "Wait, what?! Q-quit?! Why?!"
"Don't worry, I'm not breaking up with you," Sakura explained, gesturing with her hand. "But I quit, because I don't want to be in the Debate Club."
The real reason is that I want to see that the Hostess Club succeed, but there is no point in telling him just yet.
"Is it because of the Mock trial? I just apologized for it," Tenchi replied, looking at her with a disbelief.
"Look, I don't feel as I did when I first started here," Sakura explained, rolling her eyes. "I just feel like my presence is needed elsewhere." She started walking toward the door.
"What are we going to do at debates?" Tenchi asked, making Sakura pause. "We owe most of our victories to you."
"You were winning debates before I was a part of the Debate Club," Sakura responded, not turning around. "I'm sure you can survive without me."
Sakura left her boyfriend in his office, fuming. She grabbed her stuff and saying 'bye' to Ramika before heading out of the room.
As she walked, she got out her phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times before the owner of the number answered.
"Hello, Untaki. How can I help you?"
"Ootori, I have decided to join the Hostess Club."
"What about Debate Club?"
"Don't worry. I took care of it."
~OHSHC; Ouran Auditorium~
Mayumi and Naomi sat around while the others were practicing for a play that was coming up. However, the Akiyama twins weren't apart of the play because it didn't interest them. They were just having a silent conversation in their minds.
Did you hear that Sakura joined the Hostess Club?
Yeah, Kaoru told me about it the other day.
In the end, however she's just one girl.
Who else would be perfect for the Hostess Club?
I don't know. But we still don't want girls to join for the wrong reasons…
Well, maybe we could…
"Akiyamas!" Erisa's voice brought them out of their reverie. They turned to see that the President of the Theatre Club standing in front of them. "Be paying attention to the practice since you guys have one play under your belt here at Ouran and need more experience, please." She turned to walk off.
Mayumi and Naomi looked at each other before saying, "We quit."
Erisa paused, before turning her head to look at them. "What?"
"We quit this club," Mayumi clarified, standing up.
"We don't want to be a part of this club if you're the President of it," Naomi explained, standing up and pointing her finger at Erisa.
"Besides, you make Theatre boring anyway," the Akiyama twins stated in unison.
"Well, commoners are all quitters," Erisa huffed, glaring at the two.
"Not all commoners," Mayumi defended, taking her sister's hand in hers.
"And we're not commoners anymore," Naomi glared at Erisa, along with Mayumi.
The Akiyama twins walked out of the doors, leaving Erisa speechless.
~OHSHC; Music Room #3~
"You guys joining as well?" the Hitachiin twins asked, leaning against the wall beside the entrance.
"Ah, you got our text," the Akiyama twins beamed at them. "And yes, we are."
"Excellent," the Hitachiins commented.
~OHSHC; Home Ec. Kitchen~
Ukemo was stirring batter while thinking about the Hostess Club. Within just a week, Sakura and the Akiyama twins had joined the Hostess Club, allowing just enough members for such a club with four. She wondered if that would be enough.
"Hey, Ukemo. How is it going?" the Baking Club President asked friendly, coming up to Ukemo.
"Huh?" Ukemo replied, looking up at Ichiha. "Uh, nothing much."
"Listen, I have to talk to ya," Ichiha explained, moving the two of them to a secluded area near the exit. "Remember the bake-off we had a few weeks ago?"
"Yes, I lost that," Ukemo responded, looking down at her feet.
"About that, I'm kicking you out," Ichiha voiced, causing Ukemo to look up at her in shock.
"W-what?" Ukemo squeaked, tears gathering in her eyes.
"I'm kicking you out of the Baking Club," Ichiha repeated, looking at her nails. "It's nothing personal, but if you can't make a decent cake, then what's the point of having you in the club?"
"But why now?" Ukemo asked, sniffling a bit.
"It took a few days to make this decision, and a few days to actually execute it," Ichiha explained, still looking at her nails.
"B-but…" Ukemo bumbled, holding back tears.
"It's okay, Ukemo," Ichiha voiced, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We can still be friends. Just outside of this club that you're not a part of anymore."
Ukemo started to whimper as a tear escaped her eye.
"Okay, off you go now since you're not in Baking Club anymore," Ichiha taunted in disguise, pushing Ukemo out of the door. Once Ukemo was out of the room, Ichiha remarked, "Again nothing personal, Ukemo." She shut the door immediately.
Ukemo stood there for a minute, digesting what had happened. Once she did, she burst into tears and took off running to the Music Room.
~OHSHC; Music Room #3~
"Tell me: Why again did you two quit Theatre Club?" Sakura asked, standing outside of the door while raising her eyebrow.
"We were bored and tired of Theatre Club," the Akiyama twins replied in unison.
"Well, at least we have more members," Sakura mused, opening the door before hearing something. "Do you girls hear that?"
Just as the door opened wide enough, a small blur ran past the three into the Music Room. The blur surprise the girls and the Hosts as the blur crashed into Hani, causing him to fall to the ground. The blur turned out to be a sobbing Ukemo, who had wrapped her arms around Hani's torso and crying into his chest.
"Ukemo?!" every voice exclaimed in unison, including Mori.
"What's wrong?" Hani asked, hugging the sobbing girl back to comfort her.
"Ichiha k-kicked m-m-me o-out of B-b-bak-king-g C-c-club-b," Ukemo choked out before sobbing more though it was muffled due to her face burying in Hani's chest.
"Ichiha kicked you out of Baking Club?" Hani asked in disbelief. This also let the others know why she was crying.
"Why would she kick you out?" Tamaki asked, confused as he scratched his head.
Ukemo calmed down a bit, pulling her head away from Hani. "She said that if I can't make a decent cake, then what's the point of having me in the club?" That broke her again as she buried her head into Hani's chest. Said boy rubbed her back in comfort.
"What?" the Hitachiins asked, tilting their heads slightly.
"I think it's because of that competition between the two of them," Haruhi concluded, remembering the results of it.
Ukemo nodded against Hani's chest, sobbing.
Suddenly, the door opened to reveal a breathless Karai in her training robe for Judo. She looked up with an angered glare at the two short third years. Hani just blinked in confusion as Mori stuck behind his cousin to make sure Karai didn't start attacking Hani.
The others, minus Sakura and Kyoya, gaped at Karai. "Karai-senpai?! What are you doing here?!"
"And what are you wearing?" the Akiyamas and Hitachiins huffed, hands on hips.
"Ukemo…" Karai boomed, getting said girl's attention. "What happened?"
At this point, Ukemo had calmed down, turning sobs and tears into hiccups and sniffles. "Ichiha kicked me out of Baking Club." She rubbed her eyes as she paused. "It's because I lost the competition a few weeks back."
"Told you…" Haruhi muttered, to which no one heard.
"That's not a plausible reason to kick a club member out," Kyoya commented, pushing his glasses up. "But what's done is done."
"But isn't there some way to get her back in the Baking Club?" Tamaki asked, wanting some kind of solution.
"Not likely," Sakura replied, frowning. "Besides, I have a feeling that Ichiha doesn't exactly think of Ukemo highly."
A few minutes later, Ukemo was eating cake with Hani, smile on her face. Karai and Hani made her realize that she could do better than the Baking Club. Her foster sister and Mori watched the two of them eat their cake.
The Akiyama twins and Hitachiin twins were looking through fashion magazines, critiquing and laughing at the pictures of outfits. Sakura, Kyoya, and Tamaki were discussing the details of the Hostess Club while Haruhi looked on, curiously.
"Okay, so far the members are Haruhi, the Akiyama twins and I," Sakura explained, typing in the information on her laptop.
"Since Haruhi is joining, we'll be down a Host," Tamaki observed, tapping his chin.
"This gives us with six Hosts like before with four Hostesses," Kyoya concluded, writing down the information.
"I think that's unfair," Haruhi commented, causing the three to look at her. "I mean, six Hosts with four Hostesses?"
"I agree," Sakura nodded, pausing her typing.
"But who can we get to make it even?" Tamaki asked, running his fingers through his hair.
"We'll do it," a small voice answered, making Tamaki jump out of his seat.
The other three looked toward the small voice to find standing there-"Ukemo and Karai-senpai?"
Ukemo smiled, nodding. "I mean, I was just kicked out of a club and Karai said she'll find a way to work around her fighting clubs."
Sakura smirked, "Excellent. We have our Hostesses."
"But who's President and Vice President?" Haruhi asked, blinking.
"I'm glad you ask that, Haruhi," Tamaki stated, standing up. "Attention, everyone." Everyone looked at the dramatic blonde. "As president of the Host Club, I dubbed Haruhi as the president of Hostess Club!"
Haruhi's eye widened. "Wait, Senpai, me? President?"
"You have the most experience with hosting so why not?" Tamaki explained, smiling brightly. "Don't worry..."
"Haru-chan, you'll make a great president!" Hani exclaimed, hugging Usa-chan.
"We don't mind," the Akiyama twins shrugged in unison.
"I don't either," Ukemo beamed, giggling. "Karai doesn't either."
"I don't mind as well," Sakura agreed, smiling at Haruhi.
"And since she came up with this idea, Sakura will be the Vice President," Tamaki announced, surprising the girl slightly. "Do you accept?"
Sakura recovered, smiling. "I would be honored." She bowed in her seat.
"Great, we have our Hostess Club!"
~OHSHC; Music Room #4~
Haruhi noticed that Music Room #4 seemed to be an exact copy of Music Room #3. The Hosts and Hostesses were fixing it up for the male guests the Hostesses would have. The furniture and tea-sets have been ordered, as well as the construction of a dressing for the Hostesses Club.
"Do you guys think we'll need types?" Mayumi wondered out loud.
"That's right, you will," Tamaki replied, smiling. "That's why I called Renge to help us out."
Suddenly, a grinding noise was heard before a miniature earthquake happened. A platform rose from the floor. The Host, including Haruhi, were used to the event to occur while the Hostesses were not.
"And thank you for including me in on this, Tamaki," a girl from a top of the platform cackled.
The girl had dark-blonde hair with a dark pink ribbon and dark-brown eyes. She was wearing the Ouran girl uniform, which to the Hostesses that she was a student here. She climbed off the platform and the platform disappeared under the floor.
The Akiyama twins recognized from their homeroom. "Renge Houshakuji?!"
"Oh, hi Mayumi and Naomi," Renge, the girl, waved at the two. "Tamaki didn't tell me you two would be here. Nor that Sakura would either…" Renge glared at said girl who was making calculations.
"Do you know what's going on?" Mayumi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course!" Renge replied, beaming. "I am the manager of this Host Club."
"Just the self-proclaimed manager," the Hitachiin twins mumbled.
"Wait…" Renge exclaimed, noticing Haruhi in the group of girls. "Why is Haruhi with those girls?"
"Because Haru-chan is going to be a Hostess," Hani replied, forgetting that Renge doesn't know the secret.
"But wouldn't that mean…" Renge's mind clicked. "Haruhi is a-a girl?! …It all makes sense now!"
"What makes sense?" the Hitachiin twins asked in unison, raising an eyebrow.
"No wonder my crush on Haruhi didn't last as long it did!" Renge continued, ignoring the Hitachiins. "Haruhi's been a girl the entire time!"
"…right. That's why…" the Akiyama twins muttered, to which Renge also ignores.
Suddenly, the door opened to reveal be Ritsu Kasanoda, a first year in the D class, in an Ouran Academy uniform.
"BossaNova?" the Hitachiin twins asked in unison.
"Hey, guys," Kasanoda spoke with a deep voice. "Renge told me to club to this room for a Hostess Club?"
"We're working on a project for our science class," Renge explained, with a smile. "I told him to meet me here. Did you know that Haruhi was a girl?"
"Uh…yeah," Kasanoda replied, slightly blushing.
"Who's that?" Mayumi asked, whispering to Haruhi.
"That's Ritsu Kasanoda," Haruhi whispered back to her. "He found out my secret by walking in when I was changing. Plus, he helped us save the Host Club with the Mock Trial a few weeks back."
"No one ever tells me anything!" Renge cried out dramatically. She sank to the floor on her knees, her arm covering her eyes.
"So, what types do you think the Hostesses will be?" Tamaki asked, coming beside her.
The otaku recovered quickly, standing up like a drill sergeant. "Have them line up real quick so I can see who they'll be," Renge instructed, smiling.
The Hostesses, including Haruhi, stood in a line. The order: Haruhi, Sakura, Mayumi, Naomi, Ukemo, and Karai. Renge examined them while the Hosts chatted.
"So you guys are going to reveal Haruhi's true gender, huh?" Kasanoda asked.
"Yep, her body is changing," Hikaru explained.
"And we have to reveal her to the student body sooner or later," Kaoru explained.
"Might as well be sooner than later," the Hitachiins finished together.
"Sakura Untaki came up with the idea of the Hostess Club so she won't have to quit hosting," Tamaki explained. "You remember her? She's going to be the Vice President."
"Who are the other girls?" Kasanoda asked, noticing the girls in line.
"And Ukemo Kuizumi, the shortest of the six, was insecure about the idea so Karai Saito, the tall blonde, joined," Kyoya informed, pushing his glasses up.
"And the twin girls?" Kasanoda asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Mayumi and Naomi Akiyama," the Hitachiin twins replied in unison.
"Okay, I'm done!" Renge exclaimed, stars in her eyes.
"Great, what types have you come with for the Hostesses?" Tamaki asked, arms crossed.
"Haruhi's type is the natural type," Renge explained, pointing at said girl. "No sense changing your type, plus you can give guys advice about girls since you give great advice."
Haruhi shrugged, expecting her type.
"Now, for Sakura," Renge moved on to the next girl in line, "your type is the intelligence type, always wanting to learn more. You can also give facts about various subjects."
"I can live with that," Sakura mumbled, pushing her glasses up.
"Now, for the Akiyama twins," Renge stood in front of said twins. "This took some thought, but how about the Angel/Devil Types? One of you could be as sweet and innocent as an angel while the other could be as rebellious and mischievous as a devil. The trick is which of one the angel is and which one is the devil?"
"We can handle that," Mayumi smirked, while Naomi smiled.
"Good, now Ukemo-senpai," Ukemo's cheeks turned pink when Renge got to her, "Your type is the Shy Girl Type. Don't worry, some guys go for that kind of thing."
"Okay," Ukemo squeaked, looking at the floor.
"And last but not least," Renge moved to Karai who was the last one, "Karai-senpai, you're the Athletic, Quiet Type. Some boys like a girl who's very athletic, but you're the type not to brag about your victories."
Renge smiled, turning to the Host Club. "And so that's the Hostess Club and their types!"
"All of those types are perfect for the Hostesses!" Tamaki sang, twirling animatedly.
"The question is," Hikaru pointed out, getting everyone's attention.
"How are we going to reveal Haruhi as a girl and the Hostess Club?" Kaoru asked, making everyone wonder.
"Since we are the Host Club, how about hosting a ball for the students of Ouran Academy?" Tamaki suggested, dramatically. "I could ask my father for permission."
"You think he would go for it?" Kyoya asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know," Tamaki replied, tapping his chin.
"Maybe if I present the idea to him?" Kyoya suggested, typing away on his computer.
"He'll probably say yes," Tamaki responded, sitting on the floor.
"Will we have to dance at this ball?" Mayumi asked, seeming to be excited about the whole thing.
"Yes, but it will be the waltz," Hikaru replied, smirking.
"We already know how to waltz," the Akiyama twins explained, smiling.
"Your father said yes," Kyoya voiced, "A week from this Saturday night. He'll make an announcement in the morning."
"Oh, this is so exciting," Renge exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "A ball! What am I going to wear though?"
Kasanoda cleared his throat. "Renge, we need to work on the science project."
"Oh, you're right!" Renge shouted, grabbing her stuff. "We must go. Bye, guys!"
The two left out the door, making the Hosts and the Hostesses blink in surprise.
"So…I was thinking about the first dance…" Tamaki voiced, breaking the silence. "I think the Hosts and the Hostesses should dance it. Since she's going to be the president of the Hostess Club, it only make sense that Haruhi dances with me, the president of the Host Club."
"I'm right here…" Haruhi mumbled, but she was ignored.
"No fair, boss," the Hitachiin twins huffed.
"Be quiet," Tamaki hushed them. "You two can dance with the Akiyama twins…"
"We have no problem with that," the Akiyama twins shrugged, smiling.
"Neither do I," Kaoru smiled at Naomi while Hikaru reluctantly agreed.
"Tama-chan! Tama-chan!" Hani cried, raising his hand. "May I dance with Ukemo then?"
"Of course, Hani-senpai," Tamaki replied, smiling.
"Yay!" Hani cheered while Ukemo giggled cutely.
"Kyoya, you can put up with Sakura for one dance, can you please?" Tamaki asked, pleading with him.
"If I can go an hour in the same room as her, then I can do one dance with Untaki," Kyoya growled lowly.
"As do I," Sakura hissed under her breath.
"And that leaves Mori-senpai with Karai," Tamaki sighed, looking between the two. "You guys don't mind, right?"
The two fighters shook their heads at the same time. Tamaki clapped his hands together in joy, stars in his eyes.
"Wonderful!" Tamaki exclaimed, twirling. "This ball is going to be one of the best that the Ouran Host Club has ever hosted!"
And done!
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