Hey Everybody! Crystal is here with another chapter for all of you! :)

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Now, I can't really keep you waiting any longer. Onto the story...


It was now a Monday morning. Haruhi was walking to school while lost in her train of rest of the week had passed by with no more surprise events.

She didn't meet Masaru again after that day at school, much to the relief of Tamaki and the twins. They were the only ones who were being over-dramatic and ridiculous about her meeting with him.

Kyoya ignored the event when Haruhi told him (when no one was around, obviously) that Masaru just wanted to ask about the girl who did the makeup for the Zuka Club's weekly plays (he was the only one who knew about her going to their plays, but he didn't know that she was the makeup girl herself). Since Masaru's arrival actually brought more girls to the club, who were curious about him and wished to ask Haruhi about the incident, Kyoya left the matter alone.

Honey and Mori didn't ask her too much about it since she was perfectly fine and unharmed in any way, which was the most important thing they were worried about.

What nobody knew, was that she actually did meet him again on Saturday after the Lobelia girls' play. Although, when he picked her up to take her to her first appointment for her new job, he didn't meet Fujioka Haruhi, but somebody else.

As she continued her journey to school, she then began to wonder about what kind of opinions others would have about her skills.

Maybe she wasn't really that talented, maybe she shouldn't have listened to her father or accept the offer from Satomi-San, despite the fact that she was definitely a knowledgeable woman on these matters. Maybe she got ahead of herself, thinking that she could succeed in the cosmetics industry. Maybe she did an absolutely horrendous job, and now she would be humiliated throughout not only Japan, but the whole wide world! She didn't even know that Satomi-San organized her first task to be for the latest issue of Nachuraru's international magazine spread, not until she was informed two days after she got the job done. She was going to be introduced as the newest makeup artist of the Nachuraru company worldwide! Now everybody would see her horrifying work and mock it, the whole world would be laughing at her. She'll become the talk of the world as the most amateur, horrible, uncouth and unbelievable...

She immediately shook her head, pushing away more negative thoughts which were trying to creep into her mind.

Get ahold of yourself! She internally scolded herself. Don't become ridiculously paranoid like Tamaki-senpai would be! There's nothing for me to worry about. Satomi-San is head of the largest, international cosmetics industry, and is experienced about this. If she believed in me enough to come to Lobelia, have her son search for me, and make my first time on the job shown worldwide, then I should be more honored then doubting her choices and decisions about me. Besides, even if I turned out terrible, nobody would recognize me.

Haruhi had already arrived at school, now positive and proud of herself. As she sauntered to class, she noticed numerous groups of girls huddled together squealing throughout the corridors of her school. Even the girls in her class had all been crowded around a desk, constantly gossiping about something. Haruhi was used to their chattering, and was about to ignore it and head over to her desk like usual, until she heard bits of their conversation.

"Wow, all the models look gorgeous!"

"Who did their makeup?"

"I've never heard of this artist before."

"She must be new."

"Well, she has amazing skills with the brush."

"Here's a picture of her!"

"She's soooooo cool!"

Haruhi paused for a moment, then approached the group of squealing girls. She gave her million dollar host club smile and gently spoke, "Good morning ladies! I've never seen such cute excitement in your lovely eyes. Who was able to bring out this adorable side of yours?"

The girls turned to see her, all furiously blushing at her compliment. They greeted her and thanked her for her kind words, before one answered, "We're talking about the newest makeup artist of the famous 'Nachuraru' makeup brand. She's extremely talented, the makeup she did for the models are quite exquisite."

The other girls immediately bobbed their heads in confirmation, until another girl eagerly continued, "She's the talk of everyone around, not just in Japan, but the whole world!"

A third girl added, "I even saw her appear on google as the most popular young and newest makeup artist in the world so far, but the first magazine of her first makeup job just got published two days ago!"

As all the girls squealed in unison at this fact, another girl approached Haruhi with what seemed to be a magazine in her hand. She handed over the magazine to Haruhi as she spoke, "Look, here's a picture of her!"

Haruhi saw that the magazine was the latest international edition filled with famous models of the Nachuraru company. It was the very magazine that contained her work! Although Haruhi didn't show it, she internally smirked at the picture of the makeup artist on the last page of the magazine.

It was a girl with dark purple hair, which was nearly cutted into a raven hairstyle with the rounds and the layers of her hair tapering towards the edges. She was wearing black denim jeans with a sleeveless, frilly purple top. Along with this, she was wearing a black leather jacket and knee-high black boots with small heels. Her shining eyes were of a unique pink color, which seemed to be burning with her passion for makeup. She was holding a makeup brush in her right hand and a makeup kit in her left, while giving a sweet innocent smile. Her makeup truly seemed to blend into her face like the other models, presenting a beautiful, natural look, which was exactly what Nachuraru's makeup was widely known for.

Haruhi was surprised at reading the makeup artist's title gIvan along with her stage name, which was given at the bottom of the page, "Nachuraru's Yunikuna Daiyamondo, Ryo Yumi..."

"How much more boastful can she get," (H)

"Calling herself that after one appointment already." (K)

"She even looks like a weirdo." (Both)

Haruhi twisted around to see the twins snickering as they walked in. They were the ones to call the title silly. Haruhi was absolutely furious at their comment, although she didn't allow others to see it. It took her a while to find the perfect disguise which was both to her liking, and something that nobody would suspect to actually be her. It took her even longer to think of a stage name fitting for the public.

By the time her first appointment as a makeup artist at Nachuraru's photoshoot for their newest magazine had ended, Satomi-San asked her about her stage name, claiming that it had to be, as she said, perfect.

She didn't really care about titles either, but Satomi-San insisted that it was necessary for her to have one suitable to her work. She told Satomi-San to make it whatever she thought best, since Haruhi didn't really have any experience in that matter. Therefore, now that she realized what title was chosen, she was hurt by the fact that the twins believed that she was boasting with her title. Especially since she already had doubts about even being deserving of such a title which was chosen for her, not be herself.

Therefore, she was unable to stop the words which left her lips on its own.

"I think it's a lovely and noteworthy title for Ryo-San. It perfectly describes her looks and talent if you ask me."

Haruhi now had everyone's attention, especially since she never voluntarily involved herself in discussions about other infamous companies or people, let alone give a comeback to the opinion of the twins. The twins became interested, Haruhi never really retaliated their mocks. She would just scold them for their rudeness, but never really expressed any interest nor her own opinion.

She may not have said it bluntly like she usually would have, but she did indirectly imply that she was impressed and interested in the matter. They wanted to see how knowledgeable Haruhi could be if she wanted to, so they pressed onwards.

"What do you mean Haruhi?" (K)

"How could her name describe both her looks and talent?" (H)

"If you think so, then explain!" (Both)

Haruhi looked at the magazine and took an inaudible deep breath, before she answered the twins.

"Well, she seems to be called a diamond due to her talent and the exquisite makeup she did, which the girls told me themselves." She gestured to the girls, who nodded in agreement behind her.

"And she's being called unique not just because of her talent of making the models natural beauty pop out with makeup, but also because her appearance itself is unique as well. Her appearance seems to already be a distinctive quality of hers. Yunikuna Daiyamondo."

The girls were now whispering in consensus to Haruhi's argument, while the twins were dumbfounded by Haruhi's knowledge in the subject. They were secretly wondering about where did this, dare they say, girly side of Haruhi come from. She was participating in a discussion not just about sone new upcoming infamous person, but also in something as girly as makeup. She was actually showing a connection to her feminine side!

Everybody was interrupted from whatever they were doing by slow clapping and an unfamiliar, feminine voice speak.

"I couldn't agree more."

Everybody turned towards the doorway to see an unknown girl standing there, leaning against the doorway.

Her crimson, medium-length hair was cutted into a sleek wavy hairstyle. Her wavy locks were spreading on her shoulders while her bangs covered her forehead in an angular fashion. She was wearing the Ouran female uniform and was about the same height as Haruhi with her heels. Her hazel colored eyes seemed familiar to Haruhi. Haruhi took a step towards her and made complete eye contact.

The twins watched in curiosity as the other girls held their breath as the mystery girl and Haruhi had a stare down. After a century elapsed (to the others, but in reality it was about 10 seconds), Haruhi gave another brilliant smile, this time to the mystery girl, before questioning her.

"You must be the transfer student Sensai told us about last week. I'm sorry, but could you be somehow related to Nobuyuki Masaru?"

Everybody stared at Haruhi in confusion as to where did this concept come from. The girl was surprised as well, but after a moment, she noticed something familiar in Haruhi. She began to circulate Haruhi and inspect her up and down with a hand on her chin.

"What are you doing?" The twins asked in unison, puzzled by her behavior. She just ignored them and continued to inspect Haruhi for another moment, before she asked a question.

"Are you the honor student, Fujioka Haruhi?"

Haruhi gave a small smile before raising both of her hands.

"Guilty as charged."

The girl's eyes widened a bit, before she giggled and extended her arm to shake hands.

"Yes, I'm Nobuyuki Masaru's younger sister, Nobuyuki Manami. I'm surprised you could tell. Looking forward to get along with you."

Haruhi just gave a small chuckle as she shook her hand in return and replied, "I thought so. You're eyes are just like his. I'm Fujioka Haruhi, like you said, the scholarship student at this school. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I hope we can get along as well."


Hey! I hope that chapter satisfies your patience from the last chapter. ;)

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