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So Haruhi broke the vase... what's gonna happen? That is for me to know and you to find out!

Disclaimer: I only own Ouran in my dreams... but in this world Bisco Hatori owns it!

Now on to chapter three!

*chapter split*

"Hey, she's coming around!" someone calls as my vision goes from black to blurry. I realize I'm lying on some couch in the HC building, and my head is killing me. I blink until the black spots leave my vision, and see one of the twin's faces pushed right in front of mine. I think its Hikaru because he seems to have more of a devilish grin like the one I'm getting right now from the twin in front of me.

"Do you mind? I kinda need my personal space." I sit up on the couch and realize they are all there in the room, spaced thought the room all doing something different. Tamaki is practicing expressions in a mirror. Kyoya is reading something on his laptop, Hikaru is standing over me, Kaoru is messing around with some fabric and a mannequin, and Honey and Mori are working on their judo and kendo on different mats.

"Oh, you're awake," Tamaki looks up from his pouting expression and speeds over and cups my chin in his hand.

"Oh, my darling, are you alright? Did our blinding beauty make you faint?" Tamaki had his charm set stun: a twinkle in his eye, and rose petals falling gently behind him.

"No. Your beauty did not make me faint. I'm hit my head, and I quit." Haruhi watches Tamaki recoil in horror and take a one way trip to what seems like a corner of woe and depression starts walking towards the doors ahead of her, but someone grabs her arm.

"Haru-chan, Haru-chan! Please don't leave! We need you here!" Honey-sempai tugs on her arm until she falls to the floor, and drags her back to the couch where the other men were waiting patiently.

"Who are calling Haru-chan!" Haruhi was not friends with the short blond man named Honey and never wanted to be.

"Haruhi, I do not mean to sound rude when I say this but you are not going to quit this job. You are the first woman not to start going gaga over us. You aren't the first to faint." Kyoya looks down on the girl with a forceful look upon his face. "And if it helps, my family has the largest private police force in the world so I suggest you take the job the easy way."

"You have got to be kidding me, I'm being blackmailed into working? This is so not legal, but why do you want me? I'm a an everyday working person and you guys are the top six families in Japan." Haruhi was completely perplexed.

"Yes, you are, and we want you because have a history of odd jobs, you are almost resistant to our charm, and you very unmoving. We need someone like that to plan out themes for our cosplay days." Kyoya turned around, and walked back toward his computer. "See you at eight tomorrow."

"No, you won't. Do you guys even know you thought I was a guy for all of high school? Thanks, a lot. Oh and let me guess this is just another thing funded by your parent's money so you guys can go around spreading your "fake romance" everywhere. I do not want to be a part of that! It's degrading and wrong! Do you guys even care if you hurt someone with lies and deception!" Haruhi was livid, she herself had watched her parent's marriage crumble over half truths and misunderstandings, and she didn't want to see that happen again.

"Well she definitely went to law school, always tiring to find the hidden motive." Kaoru came up behind his brother. "Can't we hire someone else?"

"No, Ms. Fugioka is indebted to us." Kyoya was now coming back to sit on the couch with his laptop... Does the man ever stop working?

"I'm what? I –I swear I didn't do break anything!"

"Yes you did. Do even remember what you hit your head on?" Kyoya looks up from his laptop to give Haruhi a glare that was very intimidating.

"I don't know; the pedestal?"

"No, you broke our mint condition Renaissance vase that we were going to action off at our next gala. The vase was worth eight million yen. You need to work it off. Half of you pay is now to pay for the vase." Kyoya said before typing something in to his little black laptop.

"Yay, Haru-chan is going to stay with us!" Honey comes and sits on the arm of the couch to hug Haruhi.

"See you tomorrow at eight."Kyoya says and points to the door at the far end of the room.

"Kaoru pulls his bother off in the direction of the mannequin he was working on, and they leave without a goodbye.

"See you tomorrow, Haru-chan!" honey calls as he slips his thin arms from Haruhi's neck and runs over to Mori and climbs up on his shoulders. Mori gives a nod and the two leave to go over and practice some more. Tamaki is the only one left standing, and he takes Haruhi's and kisses it lightly.

"Until my eyes drink in your beauty again, my princess." He says with great seductiveness in his voice.

"See ya! Bye!" Haruhi calls as she slips her hand from under Tamaki's lips and runs towards the door at top speed.

*suggggarrrrrussshhhhhhh*

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