The day after the bus incident was… To put it nicely, strange.

It had started out normal. However, after the club times were over, I had been stared at by all the girls in the school throughout the day. The guys in the classes however were acting their usual selves other than the occasional thumbs up and cheeky, yet all knowing grins. The Hitachiin twins however were different. They kept glancing my way with an expression that showed both curiosity and a softer emotion I couldn't place.

After school was done I had soccer practice. Not much happened, and then I found myself sitting next to Haruhi n the bus again. We talked a bit about some stuff. A little here, a little there, then we walked to his house and I went home.

Then there was a weekend. Which I spent mostly babysitting my siblings, reading, writing, and sketching. All while listening to music, which I may have a slight addiction to.

School started up again on Monday, I met with Fujioka at the bus stop. We talked, we got to class and got ran over by the twins.

"Hey Haruhi!" The one on my left, and their right said.

"Hi Tsuratsi." The other one said before they synchronized.

"Did Haruhi ask you?"

I gave them a confused look before Haruhi answered the question for me. "No, I'm not gonna drag him into the club. It's nice enough that he's able to walk me home."

"Fine, we'll ask then." The one the left said before a sneaky grin appeared on their faces.

"Would you,"

"Like to join,"

"The Host Club?"

I raised my right eyebrow before pushing the twins in opposite directions and strode to my desk. I plopped down on the seat before turning back to them. "No." Not even milliseconds after I had said that simple, two lettered word, a large sound of pouts and disappointed groan were heard coming from the girls. I had no idea that I had gathered such an audience and found it funny considering that none of them had even considered what my personality was. Then I got depressed. They don't even know me as a person. I thought. I released a heavy sigh and rolled my eyes.

"Look," I said bluntly, "It's not that I don't want to, I'm just way to busy with my life at the moment." They all nodded and looked away with downcast looks. All, but the three in the club already. Fujioka seemed understanding as he sat down at his seat. He could obviously tell that I was lying and just didn't want to deal with it. The twin seemed to notice this fact as well but instead of a look of understanding, their face seemed to grow a determined look. It was as if they had telekinesis and held a small meeting in each others head.

"Lets make a deal." They said together.

"If you can guess which one of us is Hikaru" Left

"And which one is Kaoru" Right

"We won't ask you again." Left

"If you don't though." Right

"Then you join the club." Both

I gave them a curious look, "Why did you guys just do that?" I asked, obviously referring to their sudden personality switches, but no one seemed to understand what I was asking.

"Do what?" Both again, however, this time though they stopped acting.

"Thank you." I stated with a obviously practiced smile.

They looked at each other again before shrugging. Completely ignoring my comment. "So, which one of us is Hikaru?" They once again went into their fake characters. Annoyed, I ignored them. They asked me the question multiple times before I finally answered. My answer was obviously not what they expected.

"I'm not playing your stupid game, I did not agree to the deal." I glanced up at them, aside from the shock, there was sadness in their eyes. Deep sadness. Letting a sigh go, I explained myself, "I don't think it's right for you to ask me me such a question. It's like if I was asking you, 'Who am I?' or 'What kind of person am I?' Despite how much people want to know the answer, it's for an individual to find out for themselves. Not to be told by another person." I realized how psychological I was getting and shook off the heavy statement as I looked at the twins, who in turn were looking at me with, wait, wonderment? "Besides, we just met right? I barely know your names. Give me some time to match them with faces." I smiled and turned my attention to the papers on my desk. "However, if you could let me hurt whoever invented homework, I'd gladly consider your um… club." The twins shared a look I couldn't read. It had curiosity, sadness, hope, and so many more emotions.

Maybe this school really did have what I came here for. Then again, maybe not. Who knew with rich people?

The club apparently had a backup plan because, when I arrived at my morning elective/P.E class, kung fu, I saw a certain little boy sitting on the shoulders of Mr. Morinozuka. They were waiting for someone apparently. As I was about to walk into the dojo, the pair made it apparent that they were waiting for me.

"Tsu-Chan!" The little boy hopped off Morinozuka… Mori's shoulders.

"Hello." I said as he landed gracefully on the ground. Based on the way he landed, I guessed that he had much more martial arts, and combat training than he let on.

"So, are you joining the club?!" He asked in a cheery tone.

"No." Oh, you have no idea how much I wanted to pop a 'P' in that answer but didn't due to the fact it was a 'girl' thing.

"Aww. But Tsu-Chan!" He gave me a rehearsed pouty face that I ignored.

"Listen," I said in a slightly parental tone, "I've got stuff I need to take care of, and I won't have time for a club. Besides, is a host club really appropriate for high school?" With that I walked into the dojo and began class.

Of course I still had to deal with the two remaining members of the host club. Thankfully they waited till after class to approach me. After class though, both Suoh and Ootori approached me while I was packing up my things at my desk. Ootori had his arms crossed, his upper torso slightly leaned back and his face was masked by practiced emotions. Suoh however gave me a deep bow before saying, "Thank you Tsuratsi for protecting Haruhi on the bus. I cannot express my gratitude."

"Okay…" I started. His demeanor had changed dramatically compared to what it had been since I'd met him. "He wasn't really in any danger though, the gun was on safety lock and Mr. Fujioka is a guy so I don't think anything bad would've happened." At this comment Suoh began sweating bullets and Ootori pushed his glasses up leaving only a reflection of light showing. They were hiding something, but what?

Before I could ask, Ootori opened his mouth. "Well, either way, we thank you for accepting the job. Haruhi will be waiting for you by the bus after your practice and you'll meet up at the bus stops in the mornings. Thank you for protecting him." He gave me a grin, and I wanted to punch him just for crafting such a fake smile. Lucky for him, I withheld myself.

"It's still inconvenient, not to mention much more dangerous." I gave him a grin oh so similar to his own. Such obvious hate and fake sincerity shining through.

"Well, it works out for the best right?"

I gave Ootori a stiff nod before going back to packing my things, slung my backpack over my shoulder and stood up. "Well, I should go study. Don't you have a club to go run?"

At that moment the calmness that Suoh had was suddenly swept away. "OH! Has no one asked you yet? We want you to join the club! Of course we'd have to pick out a type for you, but you'd surely be a big hit! We already have girls asking for you!"

I stared at him.

My face read 'really?'

I continued staring.

"Why the heck would I do that?" I stated bluntly.

"To entertain girls with too much time on their hand, of course!" The Suoh said

"Why would I be interested in doing that?" I countered.

He looked at me as though it was as plain as day. "It brings a smile to the girls faces. Isn't that important? To bring a smile to others?" He tilted his head to my right, as he said that last part. He had innocence clear in his eyes. I guess he was a good person after all.

Despite this thought, a small frown decorated my features. "I can't, I'm already in a disagreement with coach. I don't want to give him another reason to dislike me." I let a perfect fake smile show. It even reached my eyes, "Anyway, I need to get better at soccer anyway right?" With that I left the room and headed towards one of the many libraries.

It had been really loud at first, but then got really quiet after the girls all left to the host club. Some of them had asked if I would consider joining the host club. My answer to all of them was "No, sorry." I read a bit and then went to get my soccer gear on. This week was control and I had a certain feeling that Suoh would bomb it. I was later proven correct and avoided him.

This all continued for about two weeks till the soccer team and host club planned a jointed activity.