Chapter Three: Haruhi

The past week had been stressful for Haruhi. On top of working for the Host Club and keeping her grades high, she had to add learning to play Go onto her list of things to do. She didn't understand why Tamaki wanted to have a Go themed day. In fact, she didn't understand a lot of things about that guy, but he was her sempai so she had to obey. Also, there was that debt to be payed off too. She wasn't anywhere near the end of it, and yet, being in the Host Club for half a year had been fun. She'd made friends and stepped out of her shell a little, but right now, she hated Tamaki. How could he expect her to learn (and teach) a game, that was said to lake a lifetime to master, in under a week?

Kyoya entered the room, holding the black accounting book.

"Where have you been Mommy?" Tamaki flung himself like a dog at the other boy.

Kyoya simply ignored him. To the rest of the group he said, "I was just introducing the honor student and his company to the principle."

"Honor student?" The Hitachiin Twins chimed at once, "You mean like Haruhi?"

"Well yes in a sort of manner," said Kyoya.

"So," started Hikaru, "What is he like?" Finished Kaoru.

"Apparently, from my research, he and his friends are Go Professionals," stated Kyoya, "Other than that, I really don't know."

"Wait," Said Haruhi, raising a finger into the air, "is that why we are having a Go themed day?"

Tamaki gave a charming smile, and with a honey-sweet voice whispered, "Why of course." Haruhi was unfazed by his actions. Over the months together she had gotten used to it. Still, it annoyed the crap out of her.

"And you went along with this Kyo-chan?" Came Honey, bouncing into the conversation.

"Yah," Hikaru mentioned, "It's odd that you'd be okay with Tamaki making an event just the please a new student."

"And one that's a commoner at that," added Kaoru.

"Well, it's not really so much the new student I'm interested in, but one of his companions." Kyoya explained, "Touya Akira is the only son of the man who is said to be closest in reaching the Hand of God in Go. A client who is scheduled to become partner to my father's company is a big fan of Go. If I can be in favor of the son of an important Go player, it would be a great asset to my family's company."

"So that's the reason why," Haruhi muttered under her breath.

Tamaki continued beaming despite Kyoya's words, "I'm so excited! To play a game against a professional Go player who is also a commoner, it's so exhilarating!"

"Wow boss, we didn't know you had such a large vocabulary," remarked the twins.

"Shut up! I am a master of Go so obviously I should have use of some large words." Tamaki replied, tossing his blonde hair.

"What does Go have to do with a big vocabulary?" They questioned, eyes blank.

"Why of course, you learn new words that have to do with the game," Tamaki stated in the voice he always used.

"Right." They replied gave him an unamused look.

"By the way," Kyoya mentioned while looking at the accounting records, "they should be arriving here soon."

"Positions everyone!" Called Tamaki. They all shuffled in their long robes into the pose that Tamaki had had them practicing the whole week.

"Um sempai, how long do we have to sit here for?" Questioned Haruhi.

"Shhh," was the only reply she got.

The doors opened. Placed there were four guys, all around her age. One, with long strait hair, dressed in a purple suit, was fighting another with bleached bangs and faded jeans. They quickly straitened and the girly looking one turned a bit red and bowed. Holding the door open, was a boy with spiky white hair and another with tousled brown hair. All of them, except maybe the guy in the oddly colored suit, looked like the people she saw every day. After spending around a year in a school filled with rich snobs, it was humbling to see common folk like herself inside Ouran.

She, along with everyone in the Host Club, gave a dazzling, "Welcome" on Tamaki's cue. The group at the door looked utterly shocked and confused. Haruhi remembered that fateful day she stepped in to Music Room Three and knew what they were feeling. Coming into the Host Club was like coming into a totally different world. She could only hope the Go nerds would be okay.