I'm back in school, and back to having to wake up before noon, have pity on me. I do not own OHSHC.

Sunny's POV

"Welcome," they called out. They were all decked out in crisp white sailor uniforms, their little blue neckerchiefs loosely tied.

I took a few steps closer towards Haruhi, walking around her to get a better angle of the outfit. I reached out and grabbed her sleeve, examining it.

"Wow," I exclaimed. "This is really excellent quality. It's not see-through and a little baggy." I let go of her arm, taking a step back. "No one will recognize you as a girl."

"Why, thank you, Sun-chan," said Senpai. I turned around, and to my surprise I saw both him and Kyoya-senpai already dressed.

How did that happen? Were they changing behind my back? I let it go, not wanting to get into specifics.

"Sun-chan," called out Senpai, I looked over at him. "I've prepared for this occasion, change into this." He held up a bag. Not knowing what else to do, I grabbed it, wondering where exactly he got it from. "I had it shipped over-night. It's yours."

"Thank you?" I wasn't sure if I should be grateful for this, I hoped it isn't another dress. "What is it?" I asked, not daring to open it and find out.

"Just change into."

"Why?" I wanted to rebel, partly enjoying the frustrated look on his face. It was comical, I've only ever seen vasts amounts of joy and depression, this was slightly more amusing.

"I would put it on if I were you," inputted Haruhi, looking very much annoyed at Senpai's actions. "He won't stop bugging you until you're wearing it."

"Where can I change," I sighed, wanting to get this over with. Senpai pointed towards a door at the back of the room. I walked towards it, trudged actually, dragging my feet.

I shut the door, not seeing a lock. I would just need to stay close it and stop the door from opening. I dragged a nearby table over and dropped my bag onto it. I tried not to let the small room get to me.

Slowly, I opened the bag. I saw a white leotard and a blue miniskirt.

"What the heck?" I whispered to myself. I pulled out the red boots and a tiara. "What is he thinking?" I picked up my things and tucked everything back into the bag. I left them on the table, not wanting to look at them ever again.

I reached for the door handle, finding it stuck. I tried another time, still not able to open it. I knocked on the door, hoping someone was there to help me out. "Hello? The door is jammed, I'm stuck in here." I heard foot steps on the other side.

"Are you changed yet?" asked a voice. I sighed at Senpai's question.

"What? That doesn't matter. I'M TRAPPED IN HERE!"

"Not really. We blocked the door on this side. Are you changed yet?"

"No. How is that relevant? Why do you have me in here?!" I franticly pulled at the gilded knob, then again for all I know it could be real gold.

More foot falls, then a new voice. "Miss, I apologize for this, but we would like to conduct a test." I stopped, wondering what he was talking about. "You may be wondering what this is about. But there is nothing to worry about, we just need you to dress up and act natural."

"Why can't I act natural in what I'm already wearing?"

"Because then the test would be useless."

"If I dress up, then you'll let me out of the room."

"Yes. Now hurry the guests should be here soon." I took a shaky breath, wondering if it was just my imagination that the walls were closing in. Since the door was "blocked", there was no need for me to be on guard of an uninvited guest.

I quickly put on the outfit, skipping the tiara. Slipping on the gloves, I walked back over to the door. I only knocked once, confirming that I was dressed. There was a lot of noise on the other side. I bounced on the balls of my feet, trying to keep calm as I waited. I wonder how they were able to block it while I was in there. Surely I would have heard something.

As soon as the door was wide enough, I booked it out of there. Because of my speed I tripped over the boots, only to be caught by the tall guy with black hair. My weight was either supported by my shaky feet or by him.

As soon as I realized how awkward the position was, I jumped away. "Thanks," I muttered, looking at the cherry-red boots.

"My, you look very beautiful, Sun-chan," said Senpai, raising my chin up.

"Of course the tiara would have finished the look, but I guess we can skip it," muttered Kyoya-senpai, writing something in some kind of binder.

"Fine," I muttered, crossing my arms. "What do I do?"

"If things turned out as planned, I will tell you the next step," informed Kyoya-senpai. He abruptly shut the binder.

"The guests will soon arrive, places everyone," commanded Senpai

"Yes, Sir," they all said in union, or really the twins and the little blonde guy, I think his name is Honey. While Haruhi and the one that saved me, from falling on my face and my skirt from falling out of place, stayed silent.

I kept looking at them, or more specifically their necks. Their neckerchiefs were bothering me. My finger twitched to reach out and fix them.

I watched them all get into "position", as Senpai stated, he sat on a chair while the others surrounded him.

"Sun-chan, come over," he said, crossing his legs and shifting in his chair. I stood just starring, until I forced my boot-clad feet to carry me over. I stood next to Haruhi, not able to control myself as I reached out towards her neck.

"Sorry, Haruhi," I said quickly. "But this is starting to bother me." As soon as I finished straightening her neckerchief, I moved on to the others. Honey, the tall one, Senpai, leaving the twins for last. I quickly straighten the last one, seeing his cheeks slightly red. "Sorry." My cheeks in turned started get hot, knowing that I was overstepping some boundaries by touching them. It was a good thing that Kyoya-senpai knew how to tie his own neckerchief, because I wasn't in the mood for being stared down at with his cold, calculative gaze.

I quickly went back to my place beside Haruhi, wondering what was to happen next. I felt a hand on the top of my head, slightly startled. I turned around, looking up at the tall one. Maybe he was upset.

"Thank you," he said, his voice in a monotone. "I'm Mori." I nodded, turning around quikly as I heard the door open.

A bunch of girls, still in their uniforms, walked right in giggling and blushing.

Things were about to get interesting.

I stood off to the side next to Kyoya-senpai, wondering what was going on.

Girls were practically coming apart with a single look from the guys. And they were mindlessly flirting with them, complimenting them to the point were they would almost faint.

I payed special attention to Haruhi, fascinated how she would talk to the girls. She didn't flirt purposely, she just called it how it was. All the while the girls, would blush at her words.

"This seems a bit over the top," I said suddenly, cutting the awkward silence between us. I wondered if he would just continue to give me that same blank stare or actually respond.

"This is all very formal," explained Kyoya-senpai.

"I fail to see how me dressing up as Sailor Moon is "formal"."

"We cosplay to change things up, keeps the ladies on their toes." I nodded, pretending to understand. Why dress-up to keep girls' attention? They were all attractive enough for that. He interrupted my thoughts. "Why don't you sit over with Haruhi? Maybe start up a conversation? Just be mindful of your use of pronouns."

I nodded, walking away. When I was close enough I could hear Haruhi's conversation with two girls that were with her.

"You look adorable in you suit, Haruhi," one of them fawned.

"Yeah, you look almost like a girl." If only they knew.

"Thanks, ladies," she said, giving them a sort of bashful smile. "You both look pretty cute yourself." She was working her charms alright, so well that they both start blushing and slightly hyperventilating.

I stood there, wondering how she could work them both up just like that. Haruhi spotted me, waving me over. I didn't hesitate this time, sitting right beside her in an empty chair. I was careful that my skirt was covering me as a crossed my legs, staring at my hands as they rested on my knee.

"Ladies, I would like to introduce you to my cousin, Sunny. Sunny these are some of my regular guests," she introduced, motioning to me.

"Hi," I answered meekly, hiding behind my hair. "Nice to meet you." I held out a hand. The girl that was sitting right in front of me grabbed my hand, a slight second of hesitation. She had long brown hair, pulled away from her eyes by a sparkly barrette, which I suspected to be diamond.

"So you're what all the fuss was about in class 3-A," she said, shaking my hand kind of strangely. My face started to burn at the memory.

"Yes, turns out having a connection to Haruhi can cause mobs," I joked, reaching out to shake the other girl's hand, who also shook it awkwardly. I pulled back my hand, wondering if I was scary to them.

"Yeah, the only other relatives that are in the Host Club are the Hitachin twins," said the other girl. This girl had short black hair in a hairband.

"Oh no, I'm not in the Host Club," I denied. "I'm just an accessory at the moment. And I can't leave Haruhi alone to fend for himself." They both giggled at my words.

"So what kind of things did you do in America?" asked the barrette-girl.

"I would surf at the beach, a bunch of sports and my friend would usually talk me into coming to her dance classes."

"Classical?" asked the hairband-girl, eyebrows raised.

I internally cringed at the thought of dancing properly, but buried the feeling. "No. Her classes are usually either tap, hip hop or something else. I've never dance classical, and Jamie has never felt the need to learn it either."

"It's not so bad, once you get over the urge to look at your feet, it's as easy as breathing," said Haruhi, pouring some tea in a cup.

"Haruhi, why don't you teach her right now," said barrette-girl.

"I'd love to see that, too."

I panicked. "No, that would be rude."

"It's no trouble," said Haruhi, getting up. She held out a hand, I cautiously took it. "Just follow my lead."

If anyone is wondering, Sunny is the only one dressed as Sailor Moon while the others as dressed as actual sailors. I don't think this is my best chapter, I had a pounding headache while typing, sorry.