lalalla another chapter please enjoy, they are coming faster, because I have such a surplus and I have a very developed plot so now we get to the nitty gritty.

disclaimer: own only my oc's

Chapter 15

Haruhi glanced out at the snow covered ground as Mikan shivered beside her.

"It's so damn cold." She muttered as she huddle closer to her, "Come keep me warm."

Haruhi glanced as Mikan tried to hug her to closer to as some source of body heat. Haruhi shrugged her off as they neared the entrance of the school, saying" Please Mikan. I don't need you hanging off me."
"Fine I see how it is." She answered hugging as she crossed her arms, "This is the last time I let you walk with me across campus."

Haruhi rolled her eyes, "If you had check to make sure that door was open we would have been walking through the halls and not snow."

"I didn't realize it snowed in Japan.' Mikan complained

"It doesn't often in this area." Haruhi answered, "This is new."

"How nice of it then." Mikan shivered as she pulled on her skirt, "Why the heck did I wear a skirt?"

"Because you refuse to wear dresses?" She answered raising an eyebrow as they opened the front lobby door as a wave of heat greeted them and mikan seemed to melt onto the floor.

"At least your out of your cast." Haruhi continued," That would have been twice as difficult to tromp through the snow."

"Yeah true that." Mikan nodded. She could hardly believe how fast the months seemed to go. One minute she was in the cast, the next her leg was healed and she was back into dance class practicing harder then ever. It had been hard, but she had at least managed to do some of the basic turns and jumps.

Of course, the twins had discovered her flexibility and had decided on a new game, called, "How far can we make Mikan bend." Nothing else had changed besides that.

Rumors popped up every few days or seconds depending if someone had seen something interesting. She had all but gotten used to it, her popularity in the club soaring since the competition. The costumers decidedly now saw her as a trained puppy and nothing more. Mikan had found her own way of setting the boundaries though as how far they could carry that.

If they tossed a 'treat' at her, she simply would steal anything she wanted off their tray, if they demanded why she was studying alone with Mori she would cock her head like didn't know what they were saying and walk on.

Being a puppy did have it perks.

The girls finally caught on, backing off in order to keep their pride and lunches intact. Now they only laughed and giggled, and carried on what ever little fantasies they could conjure up to their own private circles.

Mikan had to keep the urge to frolic down the halls jumping and turning to a minimum in case she fell down the stairs or knocked into a door.

"We are so late today." Mikan muttered, "They ask we were at the library."

"We were at the library. You had to go outside and get us locked out." Haruhi reminded her, "I wonder what they'll do if we're late."

"Use me as a personal toy." Mikan answered, "Oh no wait they already do that."

Haruhi pushed open the door as the already assembled host club greeted them.

"Welcome." The greeted with smile, probably assumed they were costumers.

"Finally!" MIkan yelled, as Haruhi crawled into the corner out of pure shock. They had made it look like the tropics with rare exotic plants and birds and mother in heaven knew what else.

"What am I'm wearing today?' Mikan asked as she loosened her tie standing in front of the gathered group, "I'm hope you don't expect me to wear my usual outfit. It's hot enough in here to melt popsicles."

She giggled as she muttered something about men and popsicles. The twins were all two happy to show her the outfit they had prepared.

Haruhi listened as she pulled out her small pocket calendar, "According to this it's the middle of December."

"Its commoners feeling to be afraid of the cold and to put yourself-"Tamaki started standing up and walking over to her gesturing around with one hand.

Haruhi blocked out the long ramble Tamaki started on, about men this and kittens that. He was on about how to be a gentleman, etc, etc as Mikan ran by in a headdress the twins yelling orders at her.

"Alright. All right. I'm going to change. And then I'll get your fricken fruity drinks." She hollered as she pushed by disappearing into the bush as she set free a few tropical birds that were scared away.

"Ah you should wear your own costume." Tamaki started as he dragged her through the same bushes to a waiting plastic model that Mikan seemed to look at with a suspicious eye as she poked it a few times.

"They're known to come alive." She hissed as she took off the wrapped top and skirt. Haruhi didn't like the look at her exuberant costume, with a headdress and full skirt.

"Why can't I have something like that?" She complained pointing as Mikan slipped on the skirt and pulling off her yellow mini skirt.

"How the heck does this top go?" Mikan complained as she disappeared behind a bush as her shirt and tie appeared in a pile in front. She emerged a minute later with a rather skimpy tube top, her hair wrapped up in a pretty cloth. It resembled a bun, Haruhi noted as she walk by running off to serve costumers.

"I'll go to my own table." Haruhi said simply as she walked over, leaving Tamaki with her costume, crying over the fact she refused to be adorable.

"Aww. Tamaki." The girls cried as they gathered around his withered form. He immediately recovered, "No. I'm fine. Please come sit." He gestured as they giggled following him to the nearest table snapping his fingers, "Puppy."

Mikan came huffing over carrying the tray of pineapple juice and something else as she slammed down the drinks. She had a lot of people to serve, being so late.

"What about the umbrellas?" Tamaki asked leaning on his hand, "You can't expect us to drink without umbrellas."

She glared," Excuse me your majesty." before she returned with several small paper umbrellas propping them into the drinks before walking away as the twins cried for her.

"Haruhi take this." She handed of the empty drink and tray to her hands, running off to serve the twins.

"What took you so long?" The twins complained.

Mikan didn't say anything but walked by before dropping off several drinks, searching for Honey and Mori next, as the girls screamed kya as the twins carried on their act.

"The girls seem rather tense today." Haruhi started as she bumped into Kyoya still holding the empty drink tray.

"Well, being slightly naked is very popular." He nodded as he pushed up his glasses, "We were going to have Santa cosplay, but I pushed the bali book in front of Tamaki."

Haruhi leaned away as Kyoya had once again show how manipulated he was.

"I think you have costumers." He commented as he took the tray and drink shoving them into Mikan arms as she ran around again with a pitcher this time. A host of flower necklaces around her neck.

"I can hardly find my way around in here." Mikan complained as she kept walking, wincing at the sudden cries of Kya every time she passed by the twin's table.

"Puppy come here." Honey ordered as he sat from his perch on mori drinking juice right from the coconut, placing an umbrella in her wrapped hair.

"Thank you." She said bluntly rubbing her eyes and gulping a glass herself setting down the glasses on the table.

"Is your puppy okay?" a girl asked Honey as he sat smiling, "She doesn't seem as perky as she usually is."

"She's tiered." Mori answered for Honey who glanced up at his tall friend.

"Mika-chan been studying hard these past few months for the big math test." He answered, "Lots of late nights."

"Aww. " The girls cried, "And look how hard she's working."

Mikan ran straight into a tree, spilling drinks on the floor, muttering to herself as she quickly placed everything back on the tray.

"Mori go bring the puppy over here." Honey ordered as the giant rose steering the twitching puppy as she shook holding the tray sitting down yawning.

"Hi." She waved at the two girls who giggled.

"Puppy." Honey yelled hugging her, "Good puppy."

"Kya." The girls yelled. Mikan blinked, they obviously found something adorable about the senior squeezing her breasts.

"Alright. Come on. I got to keep serving." She yawned again gulping more pineapple as Honey kept hold onto her back. The girls crying kya even louder as Mori sat still and silent as usual at the table following where Mikan went in case Honey slipped off.

"Giddy up!" Honey yelled as Mikan walked faster carrying the tray running by the twins once more, picking up empty drinks.

"MIkan why do you have Honey on your back?" they asked

"Idon'tknow." She slurred carrying the tray, "Haruhi. Gotta serve Haruhi."

Honey yelped in surprise as Mikan lifted him off plopping him in the costumers lap as she handed Haruhi the pitcher.

"Two triangle that meet at an angle equal 90 degrees." She mumbled walking away, carrying the glasses as Haruhi stared.

"I'm sorry. You'll have to excuse her." She muttered blinking as the girl only laughed and flashed another smile.

"I don't mind at all." She answered as she lifted Honey out of her lap as he scampered off most likely to find Mori.

"I'm glad." Haruhi smiled as Tamaki felt himself become infuriated.

"Mikan go stand over there and find out what there saying.' He ordered the rather confused and dazed puppy who blinked, nodded and grabbed Honey carrying him back over.

"Here's your umbrella." She said setting Honey on the table who was laughing, as she stood at Haruhi's side, "Please let me know if you need anything else."

"I think we're fine." Haruhi told her, but Mikan didn't seem to be paying any mind. The girl continued to talk about this and that. Something about tea.

"Tea?" Mikan asked suddenly snapping out of a daze, "Yes I'll go get tea. I'm sorry I'm so late." as she walked away. Tamaki flapped his arms steering her back over to the table as Honey ate the cake at the table smiling swinging his legs.

This wasn't going to work at all, she needed to be hidden, Tamaki realized as he moved a bush toward were Haruhi was sitting and then setting Mikan behind the bush.

"Tamaki what are you doing?" Kyoya questioned as the king retreated back to the entrance pacing back and forth.

"Spying." He answered, "I have to see what makes Haruhi better then me. Why I'm no longer the favorite. My kingship depends on it." as he continued to glance over

"Oh it's that girl." he asked writing something in his pad, "I don't think you have a very reliable spy."

"Huh?' Tamaki questioned as he glanced over realizing Mikan had fallen asleep as Tamaki muttered something about puppies, before crawling away.

Kyoya debated for a minute and decided there was no harm in letting her rest her eyes for a few minutes. She had been studying hard on top of the entire dance, coming in early to get help with her math. It seemed with the approached of the end of the term, it was brining added stress as she worried about her math exam.

Besides he was going to loose more profit if she was falling asleep every time she had to serve costumers, or even worse drive them away.

"Is the puppy allowed to sleep?' The twins asked as they glanced around him.

"For now yes.' Kyoya answered, "Don't you have costumers to attend to."

They walked away glancing back once more before they returned to their act. It was easier to make them go wild, with just running their hands over each other's bare chest and shoulders, though it wasn't quite the same without Mikan's remarks of disgust. Then again she was busy sleeping against an imported palm tree and they didn't want her drooling all over them.

There were two things Mikan was best at, serving drinks and sleeping, they decided as they smiled at the girl sitting at their table. They were so easy to entertain, it was nice to have an easy audience.

Tamaki couldn't comprehend it. He sat in the corner slurping down commoner noodles as Mikan prepared another bowl just in case he demanded more. She hadn't been happy about falling asleep against the palm tree, as it caused her back and neck both to be sore. Her body was going to kill her tonight in class. She shook her head as she rubbed her temples, "Too much salt will cause headaches."
"It's no use. He's addicted." The twins told her as she walked away from the lost cause leaning over their shoulders to see what they were planning.

"400 girls!" She asked her mouth dropping open, "I hope you don't think I'm going to be serving all those people myself."

"Oh no." Kyoya told her with a small smiled, "Only half."

She felt her eye twitch as she shook her fist at him.

"Milord stop moping and help us plan." Karou ordered

"He doesn't like it that Kasuga-hime took Haruhi." Hikaru commented

"Took?" Mikan asked as Honey interjected, "It's not like her illness just started."

"Illness?" Mikan asked again starting to get tired of being blantly ignored.

The twins sighed and continued to explain, "Usually a regular guest will stick with one host forever, but she likes to switch her favorite now and then."

"It was Tama-chan's turn a while ago." Honey told her as Mikan nodded suddenly reminded how much they really were man whores.

She blinked walking away as Haruhi nodded, "So it's all because I took his guest…"

"No!" Tamaki screamed," That's not it."

How did he make her see. It shouldn't be that hard. It wasn't fair or proper for her to be so popular with the girls and boys, when she herself was a girl. He wanted her to be a young lady, a proper young lady.

He let out a loud rant as he ran over to his bag digging through his things for the one thing that would make her see.

"Daddy wants you to look like this!" Tamaki cried brandishing a photo, just as he realized his mistake, though no one else seemed to catch on what exactly that was.

"Don't enlarge my photo without permission." Haruhi hissed glaring at the large middle portrait of herself.

"Kya! Where's the puppy?' Tamaki cried throwing the portrait at Kyoya, "Did she see?"

"Tamaki?" Mikan asked surprised as he grabbed her leering close to her face as he asked in a very serious tone, "Did you see that?"

"If your referring to the fact that Haruhi is a girl, I've known since we held the competition in November." She answered with a slight smirk and then added, "Could you let me go? Your hurting my arms."

"Sorry." He yelled hugging her tighter as she pressed the empty bowl against his stomach forcing him to drop her.

"How did you find out?" The twins asked as they finished oggoling at how a simply patch of gum had turned Haruhi into a boy.

"I got my period." Haruhi interjected as she stole back the portrait mentally swearing to burn it, "I needed a tampax."

"Mori?" Honey asked glancing at the giant, "What's a tampax?"

The giant seemed to go beat red as Mikan slapped her face, and said simply, "Ask your mom Honey. She'll explain all. '

"Okay." He smiled as he skipped away to eat cake that she had set out, happily distracted.

Mikan laughed at Mori patting him on the back walking away as she worked to finish clear away the glasses. A moving crew, to her great relief and surprise, had carried out every thing else though she did get to keep her costume.

"Mikan do you know how to dance?" Haruhi whispered as she came up beside her.

"What kind of dance?" She asked slowly

"Ballroom dance." The twin shouted happily together forcing her into the middle, "We can carry you Mikan, and we'll have a medical team on hand in case you break something else."

She crossed her arms as she shoved them away catching Kyoya smile at their comment. She suspected he was the only one who knew that she danced. She didn't feel to make it known to everyone that she was training to become a professional ballerina. It was bad enough the twins tried to grab her legs to see her stretch it straight next to her body.

She didn't want them trying lifts and turns, since they could barely support her just carrying bridal style and they had almost dropped her enough to make her run whenever they wanted to give it a go.

"I don't have to warn you about how we need to keep Haruhis gender a secret?" Kyoya asked as she walked by.

"You knew I knew from the moment I walked back from checking on her." Mikan scolded as she walked by heading toward the kitchen, "Beside we're friends, and friends don't betray other friends."

"Yes it would be rather hard to explain to your mother why you had to leave the country." He smiled

"And it would be rather hard to explain to your father why his son was no longer able to reproduce." Mikan quipped, as she skipped away humming to herself. Kyoya smile faded, before he made a simple note in his pad.

Learn how to block kicks.

"You said what?" Kagame asked as Haruhi and Mikan sat in the truck. Kagame had traded the open top jeep in turn for something for compatible for the winter.

"I said it would be rather hard to explain why he couldn't reproduce." Mikan smiled as Kagame laughed.

Haruhi sat in the middle as Mikan turned to stare out the window. She had begun to accept rides from the sisters as she had gotten tiered of waiting for her dad who was sometimes late or taking a bus. It felt silly to ask one the of the boys to her every day, since they would have made a large fuss over it.

She glanced at the black and silvered haired Kagame and smiled. She like hanging with Mikan because she didn't have to worry about making sure no one guessed that she was a girl. Kagame had long suspected that Haruhi was a girl, and the fact that she was had made her all the more cocky as she rubbed in the fact that Mikan used to have a crush before she found out.

"Mikan do you know how to ballroom dance?" Haruhi repeated the question as she pressed her hands against the trucks heater.

"Um, I know how to do a waltz ballet style. Other then that no. I used to spin around with my friend back home, but she always yelled at me because I couldn't keep up with her steps." She answered flipping her hair and pulling her hat over her ears, "Are they really going to cut your debt in half?"

"Yes." Haruhi sighed," I just hope I can master the waltz."

"Waltz?" Kagame asked intrigued, "Is that all? That's nothing. You'll have it down three weeks pat."

"I don't have three weeks." Haruhi answered as she covered her face with her hands.

"Did I say three weeks? I meant three days." Kagame corrected herself as she pulled the truck up to the icy sidewalk splashing snow onto the side of the curb.

Mikan climbed out of the small pickup slipping to the ground as Haruhi jumped down with her briefcase.

"See you tomorrow." Mikan smiled giving Haruhi a quick hug and jumping back up to the cab and waving good-bye. Haruhi ran around to the front as Kagame mouth curse words slamming her hand on the steering wheel as the truck sputtered for a minute and then started again letting them pull quickly back out into the main road.

Haruhi didn't understand if they were rich, why Kagame insisted in driving on a less then reliable rusty pick up.

Mikan had tried to make her understand the attachment Kagame shared with each other her cars. The pick up had help her run many an ex boy friend off the property or so she said.

Haruhi gripped the rail as she climbed the stairs quickly throwing open the apartment door.

"I'm home dad." She called as she dropped her brief case to the floor happy to be home at last.

"Hi daughter of mine." He smiled hugging her and giving her a kiss on each cheek, "Did that nice Kagame drop you off again?"

"Yep." She nodded. Her dad was decked out in his usual women garb, his hair done today, "What do you want for dinner?'

"What ever you make I always love." He answered with a hug.

Haruhi smiled and rolled her eyes rooting around for ingredients. She was actually a little surprised that the club hadn't given Mikan such a hard time today.

They should have know something like that would never stay secret for long, not with someone who hung around as much as Mikan. She was always at someone's house, or she kept having them over to her place cooking, watching TV, commoner things as the guys quickly dubbed them. At least while she had her cast on, since she couldn't be expected to go ice skating with it or snow boarding, or anything relatively dangerous.

"Haruhi can I help?"

She smiled and shook her head no, "You should be resting dad. You have a long night tonight."

"Ah. But you have studying to do and homework." He started

"It's fine." She answered with a shrug dumping in the vegetables that sizzled, "Dinner will be ready soon enough."

They always ate pretty early compared to most families. She remembered eating over at a friend's house and being shocked that they didn't start dinner until 18:00.

They usually finished eating then, and he would leave as she started homework.

She like it that way. It was a much simpler clean up, and no distractions like an empty stomach to keep her from work.

Of course it was different at Mikan's, where Kagame usually asked what they wanted to eat and threw something together. It depended on the night, because the twins may have been running off some where to sports or Ayumi her youngest sister going to friends for dinner.

Haruhi smiled at the memory. Kagame had been making pizza, getting the dough instead stuck on the ceiling so had decided to simply make spaghetti, though failing to get open the can to make sauce.

Luckily Mikan had something called easy mac, that cooked in five minutes and they had both been starving. 'Not as good as the real thing,' She had commented to her, 'Good Enough' Haruhi shrugged.

Sometimes she wished she could just do microwave meals, but they were really unhealthy. She dumped the final dish on two plates as she sat down with her dad.

That was another thing, Haruhi had never seen Mikan's mom. She always seemed to be busy.

Mikan had explained it once to her, 'My mom's a writer. That's how we got all of this. Her novel hit it big, and now she's been to dinners, and sitting with her editor of the day to go through manuscripts. She goes through editors like Kagame does boyfriends. If she doesn't like them, she drops them on the side of the road. I'm lucky to have her. I'm glad for when I do get to see her.'

Haruhi could understand that. It was the same with her father. He worked hard, and she was glad to see him whenever he could spare a minute.

"What are you smiling at?" he asked

"Nothing." Haruhi answered as she dug into her meal, "This is good."

"Everything you make is good." Her dad smiled as he got up for seconds.

"Kagame this does not count as one of your best meals." Mikan muttered

"I know. I think I went a little to much with the sauce." Kagame answered as she dumped the burnt chicken into the trash, "I just wanted to impress mom."

"Impress or kill?" Mikan asked as she headed to the back pantry for some noodles.

"Who's trying to kill me?"

"Hi mom." Mikan yelled grabbing a box as she ran to greet her mom who seemed tiered.

"Oh I am so ready for some crap food." She muttered stealing the box, "Sorry sweetie can you get another one."

"I'll get it." Kagame told her as she left Mikan to sit down with her long awaited parental unit.

"I missed you." Mikan cried, "It's been a long time since I've been able to see you."

"I know." She answered hugging her back as she pulled hair out of its complex twist into a ponytail, "And how's my lil ballerina doing?"

"Good now that the cast is off." Mikan answered watching the microwave table spin, "How's the new novel coming?'

"Good. The first one sold like hot cakes." She smiled hugging herself, "Of course I gave one to your aunty Cloe. She had demanded back when I was writing it in Highschool that when I got published that she give me the first copy."

"And I had to drop this new editor. He was trying to push me to get a squeal in two months. Two months."

"Ah." Mikan nodded, "You like to take your time right?'

"Yes. Mikan what have I always said?" She asked pulling the hot bowl of noodles out of the microwave.

"Don't get into a car with a strange boy?" Mikan answered

"Yes." Natsumi nodded, "But good things take time."

"And don't rush her or risk losing your head." Kagame commented as she threw a pack of easy mac to Mikan who caught it.

"Where's your sister?" Natsumi asked, "The twins?"

"Karate. Soccer." Kagame answered, "You going to be home at all to see them grow up or am I'm going to revert to being the mother."

"Nonsense." She huffed, "That's what Mikan is for."

"Thanks mom." Mikan rolled her eyes as she pulled out a bowl filling it with water.

"Did Mikan tell you about the host club?" Kagame asked crossing her arms. It was hard to remember what they hadn't told their mom in their nightly emails about their day.

"Yes. I actually met the twins mother.' She answered, "She's designing my dress for a Christmas party as a thank you. Apparently I've boosted her sales since I wore that top they gave to Mikan as a present."

"Oh I was wondering what happened to that." Mikan sighed, "So you know all about it?"

"That my little girl playing servant?" She asked with a shrug, "Of course."

"That's Kagame's wording mom. I hold my footing with them." She huffed.

"I know sweetie. I'm messing with you." She shrugged slurping down more noodles, "How's math?'

"Good. Tiring." Mikan answered as she grabbed her bowl heading up stairs, "I'm going to go do homework."

Natusmi turned back to Kagame, "She been sleeping okay? '

"Yeah." She shrugged, "I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do, been cooking a lot since everyone brings people over here. Twins are being busy at the public school with sports. Best on the team. And Ayumi loves her school, she's always at friends houses."

"That-that is nice to hear. Good friends?"

"From what I can tell." Kagame nodded, "She takes the limo a lot. She's changed."

"I know. It's good for her. And Mikan? She getting along? She's not having sex yet is she?"

Kagame rolled her eyes, just because she had done with one time her senior year, her mom always was asking if Mikan was following in her footsteps , "Nope. I would be able to tell. They are handsome bunch though."

"Oh yeah. Lucky girl she is." Natsumi nodded, "I wish I could be home more often. To see my babies."

"Well the horses miss you to mom." Kagame snorted, "They cry all night for you."

"I'll be home for a day or two so maybe I'll get to see them. Have you been keeping them in shape?"

"Oh yeah." Kagame nodded, "I take at least three for a gallop a day. Mikan rides when she can get her homework done, and the twins are out there often enough when they don't have school work. And Ayumi walks the ponies around the fence taking them through their paces. "

"Good.' She nodded again.

Kagame smiled. She loved being 21. She talked to her mom like a fellow adult. Sometimes she thought the roles were reversed and she was the mom while she was the daughter.

"You look beat. Go relax." Natusmi shooed her out the kitchen as she strapped on a pair of yellow cleaning gloves.

Kagame smiled walking away. It was very nice to have her home.

A/N: Hello again. Thank you for the wonderful reviews. A few things to clear up, Mikan got to school when it had already started, she's a transfer student so in the manga this is around the time their starting preprations for the christmas party.

I had one reviewer say that Mikan took a lot of smack from the girls. Of course she does, unless someone takes her on directly she won't curse them out and if it's outside of school she doesn't have a problem at all, but she doesn't want to get kicked out for disorderly conduct. I think I explained that a little more in this chapter, and the girls don't really bother her since they know what happens to bullies.

I had some questions about when she's going to fall in love. My view on love is that unlike a lot of kids falling in 'love' for a week, its a feeling that grows with time. The host club while they are friendly are slow to let anyone outside their group in, so it takes time for their relationships to grow. She will fall in 'love' not saying who it is, but the story is not the focus. It's going through the years at ouran and dealing with normal and abnormal teenage issues along the way, while focusing also not just on my oc's but on the original characters as well. You can't learn everything about someone in a year much less fall in 'love' with boys you hardly know .

She does have her cast off now, so she'll be able to go back to dancing. Yeah for Mikan!

Mikan's mom is a writer, if your wondering and that's why she's often away, because of book talks, meetings, etc.

Early on Mikan was really out of character at the host club, and that was because she was exshusted from dance, studying for her math exams and her regular school work.

Hopefully I cleared everything up. This is alot to edit and I try my best to catch mistakes so if a word is mispelled along the way like of instead of off please forgive.