A/N: Damn, another short chapter. Oh well. To be honest, I had this written before, but I had my reasons for not posting it. However, those reasons have been killed by the number of reviews I've gotten. Thank you all so much! I LOVE YOU ALL! But the next chapter won't be as quick. Maybe a few days (even though it's already half written... shh...)

Ahem... anyhoo...

Attention students, there will be a dance held in late November for all students of this school. All first-years are required to attend. It's a great chance to make some new friends for this year. You can find more details about this party from your homeroom teacher or from a number of bulletins posted around the school. Thank you and have a great day.

Haruhi groaned quietly while everyone else murmured excitedly to one another. It wasn't that she didn't know how to dance, she just never actually went to any social outings where she would be required to.

"So," Kaoru asked, slithering up to her left and peering over her shoulder.

"What are you going to wear to the dance?" his twin poked up on her right.

Haruhi sighed. "I don't know, nor do I care. And what part of leave me alone don't you obnoxious twins understand?" She had told them several times to knock it off during the first week of school, but it just went in one ear and out the other for them.

"Okay, we'll leave you alone, but only if you can win the 'Which one is Hikaru?' game!"

"No one has ever won it before!" they said in unison.

Haruhi rolled her eyes. She turned around and motioned to her left. "That one's Hikaru. Now please stop talking to me." She grabbed her bag and was out the door just as the bell rang to dismiss them. Hikaru and Kaoru stared after her in stunned silence.

"And on that note, the entire host club will be attending the dance in November!"

"Okay, Tama-chan!"

"We figured you'd say that."

"Oh, did you now?"

The hosts seemed a little distracted today. Kyoya was doing the usual, Honey and Mori-senpai snacking on some cake with Usa-chan, and the twins were staring out the window with devilish smirks on their faces.

"Why is everyone so out of it today?" Tamaki yelled at the two orange haired boys.

"Ah, come on boss. It's real pretty out there, don't you agree? Autumn's just begun and all the leaves are turning."

Sure enough, the trees around the courtyard were brilliant shades of red and orange and they floated down from the trees, laying a path on the sidewalk.

"Plus, we are waiting to see who falls for our little prank first."

Tamaki sighed. No one would listen to him. He trudged over to Kyoya, tapping away on his laptop.

"So, find anything on that scholarship girl yet?"

"Yes, I did. Her name is Haruhi Fujioka. She was born on February 4th, making her an Aquarius. Her blood type is A, and her favorite color is-"

"That's not what I wanted to know about her! What does she do in her free time?"

"I'm afraid I can't answer that. I've followed her around a little, but she is quite stealthy. I've seen her in the library a few times, but I suppose that is to be expected of a scholarship student."

Flustered, Tamaki threw his hands on the table, shaking it and almost knocking over Kyoya's laptop. The black haired boy snatched it before it could fall and looked at the blonde angrily.

Tamaki slowly backed away and went to huddle in his little corner.

November

Haruhi slipped her long hair out of the silky pink dress she'd slipped on. Stupid dance, she thought. Why are we required to go? She'd pulled the dress out of the back of her closet. Her father bought it for her a few years ago for her birthday, but she never wore it. She never needed to. It was surprising it still fit her. Her hair was pulled up in a cute but sloppy updo, and she grabbed her bag and headed for the school.

She sat on a bench in front of one of the tall glass windows in the ballroom. The first thing she noticed when she walked in, the ballroom was very pink. The second, there was a delicious smell coming from the snack bar. A wide variety of foods had been laid out on a white table for students to enjoy, so she sauntered over and grabbed herself some fancy tuna. It was even more delicious than she imagined, and she had always wanted to try some of the expensive stuff. She grabbed another and sat down near a pink pillar, watching the dancers waltz their way around the hall.

"Why did I even bother coming?" she mumbled quietly.

"Well, it was required." Haruhi looked up and saw the boy she'd seen around school many times in the past few weeks.

"You-" she trailed off. A new song started up, slower than the last.

"May I have this dance, Haruhi?"

God, that was short. Sorry, but the next one will be longer. I promise. Lots of good things to come. I think...

IF YOU CAN GUESS WHO THE STRANGER IS...

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