"Ne Haruhi," Hikaru said as they walked through the front door of the Hiitachiin mansion.

"Kaoru." her voice bored as she trailed behind him slightly.

"What?" he asked as he looked back at her in confusion.

"Your supposed to call me Kaoru." she responded. "To every one else I'm Kaoru, and they will thing you have lost it if you go around calling your brother by your friends name."

He paused on the stares, "It's hard." she gave him a bemused look, "To me you aren't Kaoru, you don't even look like him to me." he looked away.

"Of coarse I look like him, I'm in his body." she gave him a strange look as if worried for his sanity.

"No, you don't." he said with conviction. "Your body language is different, your expressions are different, I never know what you are thinking." his voice now held conviction. "All those things scream Haruhi, and I can't think of you in any other way."

Haruhi tilted her head to the side, as if contemplating his words.

"Your still Haruhi, but..." he trailed off looking for the proper way to word what he was thinking. "It's like your only in a costume, and a bad one at that." he tried to put a bit of humor in his voice, but failed miserably.

Her gaze softened slightly, "I get that, but you can't go around calling me Haruhi in front of people." She placed her hand on his shoulder, "We'll get through this." and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

She reached the top of the stares and began to walk down one of the hall ways, "Where do you think your going?" Hikaru called after her with mirth shining in his eyes.

"Where else? To the room." she said as she continued on.

"Well I think you might want to go the other way." he said as he stood at the top of the stares with his hands in his pockets, and a smirk on his face.

"Haruhi turned around sharply and walked past him with a huff.

"You know 'Kaoru'," he said in a mocking voice, "I would think you would know the way to your own room."

Haruhi just gave another huff of irritation. Her cheeks a slight pink from embarrassment, as Hikaru strolled behind her whistling a jaunty tune in fax innocence.

"Haruhi!"

Haruhi woke to the enthusiastic shout of Tamaki. She winced slightly. She braced herself for when he would throw himself at her, and strangle her in his vice like hold. It never came.

Haruhi looked to the other side of the room where Tamaki was now being thrown off of Hikaru who in his sleepy state slugged him in the face as the rest of the host club clustered at the door with amused, and stoic expressions.

"Haruhiiii!" Tamaki wined as he cradled his pink cheek in his hand, and tears pooling in his amethyst eyes.

Hikaru barley spared him a glance as he pointed to her as he ran a hand through his tousled hair.

She panicked slightly as Tamaki came rushing at her. "Wait! I'm not Haruhi, she is. " she said as she pointed back at Hikaru. A glint in her eye daring him to challenge her.

Hikaru's hand dropped down form his hair as he gave her an incredulous look that slowly changed into a grin.

"Well, that could be true. There is a chance that I'm Haruhi." he said, enjoying the dismayed look and the hose kings face.

"No, there is no way my beloved Haruhi would slugg me like some ruffian!" he said with conviction as he continued in Haruhi's direction.

"If He is Haruhi, are you saying that she would lie to you?" His head turned down in shame. "I can't belive you would think that about your 'daughter'." he said in a hurt voice. "How could you think that about me?"

Tamaki's head snapped in his direction, with wide eyes. "I'm so sorry Haruhi! Please forgive me!"

Hikaru raised his hand to his chin in thought. "But then again, you do have a point. Haruhi wouldn't hit you would she..."

Tamki froze up at this. "You devil twin! Stop with your evil ways! You will never be able to turn me away from my daughter!"

Hikaru gave him a bored look, "Can you even tell the difference between us?" he strolled over to Haruhi, and pulled her into the walk in closet.

"What are you doing in there!?" Tamaki cried as the door shut in his face with the definite click of the lock.

Inside the closet Hikaru began to rummage through one of the many drawers to the side. "What are you doing?" Haruhi asked, curiosity in her voice.

"Come here." he said as he began to pull out identical shirts and pants. "Put these on." he said as he passed one of the outfits to Haruhi as he began to undress and put on his own.

Haruhi forced herself to look away from his bare chest, and worked her way into her own cloths.

"What you did back there was brilliant, and I have decided that this will be your practice." he said as he began to lace the belt into his pants. "If he finds out that you are Haruhi, then you fail." he said as he came over to her and began to fiddle with her hair. "it shouldn't be too hard, Tono is incredibly thick."

"If it stopped him from hugging me, I'm in." she said, committed to doing her best, and making sure Tamaki remains clueless. This was a test after all, and Haruhi always aces tests.

"You ready to be me?" he asked in a playful voice as he straitened out his own hair in the mirror.

"Ready as ever." she said as she positioned her hand on the nob, waiting for his okay.

He gave he a nod and a smirk, which she gladly returned as she pushed the door open.

She felt Hikaru come out after her, and throw his arm over her shoulder. She did the same. Hikaru had a slight tilt to the corner of his mouth. She did too. There was mischief dancing in his eyes, she had the same.

She was having fun, she now had a way to get Tamaki to stop hugging her (if only temporary) and it was too good to pass up.

"So," he said.

"which one is Haruhi?" she finished in the same tone of voice that it shocked the host club and their king into silence.

Which one was Haruhi, Tamaki really had no clue. He was sure that Haruhi would never go along with something one of the evil twins had come up with, but here he was. Unable to tell them apart.

It was almost like Kaoru was back, like the twins where whole. Yes, he decided. That must be it.

Tamaki turned around and stalked up to Kaoru (still in Haruhi's body), "Why didn't you tell me you where Haruhi again!?" he said as he enveloped the smaller in a bone crushing hug.

"Sorry Tono," came the bored voice from behind him. One of the twins, but he wasn't sure which one had spoken.

"But that's still Kaoru." The one on the right said in the same tone.

"Where is my daughter! I demand to know at once!" he said in frustration.

"Well you see, we decided it-"

"would be beneficial if-"

"we started to act the same-"

"for practice,you know?"

Haruhi was glad that she was able to watch the twins a lot. It made it much easier to predict where he was going with a conversation. She thinks she was doing well enough if the look on Tamaki's face was anything to go by.

"Nooo! Haruhi's joined the dark side!"