Sakura managed, with the help of her friends, to peel herself out of bed the morning after her confrontation with Kyouya, which apparently ended up with her being slapped and Alfred getting angry and punching Kyouya in the face.

"Do I have to go?" she asked, giving Alfred her cutest puppy dog face.

Alfred ruffled her hair, "You've had the weekend. Come on, you hafta go to school sometime."

Sakura pouted, "Alfie…"

Alfred shook his head, a faint blush on his cheeks at the use of his childhood nickname, "Get up, Sakura."

Sakura pouted more and stood up. Alfred chuckled and left the room.

"I'll give you some privacy," the American said, smiling.

Sakura giggled a little. She knew that Alfred liked her, he just wouldn't say it.

"You don't have to leave…" she said a little seductively, looking innocent and twirling her hair around her finger.

He blushed a bright red, "No. I'll go."

Sakura pouted, "Okay…"

Alfred walked briskly out of Sakura's room, his face still red. A dirty thought somehow wormed its way into Alfred's head. The thought gave Alfred a nosebleed and he rushed to the kitchen to get a tissue. Thankfully, Lita was still asleep and Arthur was nowhere to be found. Alfred sat with his head back, holding a tissue over his nose. Fuck my life… he thought miserably. Just then Arthur walked in. He cocked an eyebrow and smiled an amused smile.

"It's not what it looks like…" Alfred said.

Arthur smirked, "It looks like somebody was thinking dirty thoughts."

"I WAS NOT!" Alfred yelled, his face red.

Arthur rolled his eyes, "Chill out."

A sudden wind came rushing by the two teen boys.

Sakura gave Arthur a quick hug, "Bye Iggy nii-nii!"

She dashed over to Alfred and pecked his cheek, "Bye, Alfie!"

Sakura grabbed her schoolbag and lunch and dashed out the door, leaving a flustered and shocked Alfred as she hopped into her awaiting limousine. She went to go in her purse, when she heard a banging on the window. She looked up and saw Alfred holding her purse up. She laughed and rolled the window down.

"Awww. Thanks for getting my purse for me, Alfie. I should go though…" she said.

"Okay. I'll see you after school?" Alfred asked hopefully.

"You bet!" she said, pecking him lightly on the lips, making his neck and face turn completely red.

Alfred walked back into the apartment building, still blushing. He shook his head as he hit the "Penthouse" button. He kindly led a confused little old lady out on the ninth floor and climbed the stairs for 4 more floors until he got to the top, where he passed out on the couch out of pure exhaustion. He snored rather loudly for a long time.

Sakura tried her best to avoid the familiar looking faces of the three Host Club first years, but it didn't work too well. The brown haired "boy" actually turned out to be a girl.

"I'm sorry about everyone's behavior yesterday. I'm Haruhi Fujioka." Haruhi apologized.

"It's okay. I'm sorry for the way I acted as well. I'm Sakura Utau." Sakura said, bowing.

Haruhi scratched the back of her neck, "Yea. Sorry for those two as well."

She pointed to Hikaru and Karou over her shoulder and the twins smiled devilishly at Sakura. She chuckled and smiled.

"I'm sorry. You are?" Sakura asked.

"I'm Hikaru." Karou said

"And I'm Karou." Hikaru said.

Sakura chuckled, "Ah, the old twin trick. Actually, the one who said he is Hikaru is Karou and the one who said he is Karou is Hikaru."

The twins looked at each other in surprise, then looked at Sakura, who was smiling widely.

"Thought so," she replied, walking away.

"Hey, you wanna catch up after the host club meeting?" Haruhi asked Sakura before she left.

"Sure." Sakura said, smiling.

Sakura called Lita right after classes ended so they would know to come to Music Room 3. Sakura sighed as she opened the doors. She noticed Mitsukuni carrying a box to the other side of the room. She was a little worried the small boy would fall and hit his head. She was relieved, however, when Takashi picked the small boy up and held the box in his hands, letting Mitsukuni ride on his shoulders. She ducked around Hikaru and Karou, who were carrying odd and rather cumbersome objects around. Tamaki was making sure everything was back in its rightful place. He noticed Sakura standing around and timidly approached her.

"H-Hello…" he said timidly, afraid to piss her off again.

Sakura smiled, "Hi. Listen, I'm sorry if acted like a bitch yesterday, I was just trying to hide my emotions, which didn't work at all."

Tamaki just stared, openmouthed. Haruhi grabbed his ear and he snapped out of his trance really fast.

"Don't just stand there, introduce yourself!" Haruhi hissed at Tamaki.

"I'm Tamaki! And I'm the king of the Ouran Host Club!" Tamaki said, his eyes shining.

"I see…" Sakura said, backing up a little.

Haruhi smiled and sat on the couch. Sakura went over to the couch, but sat on the floor instead. Haruhi gave her a strange look.

"Um… You like to sit on the floor in America too?" Haruhi asked, sitting on the floor beside Sakura.

"Actually, I normally sit on the couch." Alfred said, walking in the door.

"Alfie!" Sakura said, jumping up and giving Alfred a hug.

Alfred smiled his signature smile and gave her a hug back, "Hey!"

The host club stopped what they were doing, even Kyouya, and looked up when Sakura called Alfred by his nickname.

"Alfie?" everyone but Kyouya asked.

Alfred smiled, "That's my nickname!"

"Really?" Hikaru asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Kyouya chuckled. That girl must be the affectionate type. Or maybe she's sleeping with him. Who knows? Why even thinking about this? I don't care… do I? He shook his head and sighed, going back to his notebook.

"Hey, uh, who's the guy with the glasses?" Sakura whispered to Haruhi.

"Oh, that's Kyouya-sempai. He handles the finances and such. He's really intelligent." Haruhi said quietly, "He also has a reputation for being rather heartless, though I think there's a heart in there somewhere. He just has to find the right girl to bring it out."

Kyouya looked up from his work and up at Haruhi, "Hm? What's this?"

"Nothing." Haruhi said, shaking her head and looking back at Sakura, who had gotten bored and went to her backpack and started reading.

Haruhi blinked. She's an odd one… Sits on the floor and usually has her nose in a book. Yes… an odd one indeed…

"Eh… I should be going now. Come on, Alfie." Sakura said, taking his wrist and dragging him out the door with her.

"You know, sempai, you should apologize about yesterday…" Haruhi suggested quietly to Kyouya.

He just adjusted his glasses and stood up, giving no indication that he heard Haruhi. He sighed as he walked down the halls. School was long over and no one was there. He pulled his cell phone and called his limo driver to stay home, because he would drive. Kyouya got in his car, not bothering to tell his friends where he was going. He was a mystery to them, and he liked it that way. On the way home, Kyouya pondered Haruhi's words a moment, before slamming on the gas to get home on time. Father will be pissed if I'm late again… Why me?