I remember when I first met Haruhi. She had a baggy purple sweater, black jumpsuit pants, and glasses that were so scratched up it made you wonder why she bothered to wear them when it would seem they'd only hinder her vision more. I was supposed to meet her that day, show her around campus, but I was running late. My brother had been sick and I stayed with him until my Mom could get home. She use to be a stay-at-home mom, but since the souring of Dad's company, she thought it would be better to take on a part time job, just to be safe. I got a lot of teasing for that.

"Oooh your mom has to work? Will we be seeing you next year Ami, or will you be at commoner's school?"

And honestly, I was surprised I wasn't gone already. I suspect Tamaki had something to do with that. As much as it hurt my pride, I also believed in the old saying 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth'. Albeit not completely willingly, I let him be.

So I was running late, and by the time I arrived Haruhi had decided to go exploring on her own. The office secretary scolded me for having a bad impression on the new kid and sent me on a wild goose hunt to find her- our campus was huge, the main building alone was the length of four football fields, and it was two stories. It was in the Host Club that I eventually found her. By that point I was taking a break from my search, and was hoping to catch Tamaki before official host hours. And to my surprise what do I see as I enter? Haruhi, frantically trying to put together my family's heirloom that was in pieces on the ground. That was the heirloom that I had to beg for my father to give up, that Tamaki had to coax me out of when I had cold feet when submitting it to the auction. Mildly putting it, I was slightly upset.

Kyoya was quick to act, reimbursing me the amount we had predicted to sell it off for. But as rich as Kyoya and the rest of the members were- eight hundred million yen wasn't cheap. So Tamaki put Haruhi on debt to pay them back. The petty me looks back at that moment and wishes I had gotten to school earlier. If only my brother wasn't sick, if I hadn't been late, or if I had left that stupid vase at home. But that didn't happen. And Haruhi did become a part of the Host Club.

Now keep in mind, I refer to Haruhi as a she now, but I didn't know that than. I just would rather refer to any human being in other ways than it. But at that time, I thought of Haruhi as the new student, no one told me her gender, and on the first meeting everyone referred to her as him. I hadn't even thought of different possibilities.

So sure I was a little jealous when Tamaki paid so much attention to Haruhi in the beginning. But I wasn't overly concerned, I even laughed at the thought. Because at the time Haruhi had been a boy. There was no fear. I even pitied Haruhi when he had to run all sorts of errands at Tamaki's command. I went to Mori, wondering if I should be concerned at Tamaki's blatant power show. But Mori merely chuckled.

"Don't you see what he's doing?" Mori asked softly. I turned where Tamaki was trying instant coffee for the first time. I smiled when I noticed the brightness in his eyes at the discovery of it's good taste.

"He's projecting you on Haruhi," Mori concluded after I hadn't spoken for a while. Reading my confusion, he went on. "He's afraid you'll become a commoner and he won't be able to know how to relate to you anymore. He's preparing himself for you."

And sure it may have started out innocently. However, in the end it wasn't me that fit for what Tamaki changed for. Because Haruhi wasn't a boy. He was a her.

A/N: I am so sad guys. I wrote this chapter out, and when I went to save it, I guess my Wi-Fi was out and it deleted the whole thing. Trying to find the motivation was super hard. Only the happiness I receive when reading your reviews made me push forward. It was a struggle. I even wrote this authors note before I rewrote the chapter just so I could remind myself it was worth it.