Host Club Party

By BlueMoon

YAY! Chapter two! For the record, everything happens after Haruhi in Wonderland (Episode 13) for those who fail at seeing the episodes. Read and Review!

"Mmph . . .that hurt . . ."

A tear ran down her cheek. She suddenly felt out of place.

"Where am I?"

"Haruhi?"

"Oh! Host Club's still on! And no one bothered to wake me."

Her eyes snapped open and she looked up. Something was definitely not right. Haley looked left and right, then straight ahead. Tamaki stared at her and smiled.

"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen you doze off before."

Was this really him? Was Tamaki really in front of her? She looked around. She was sitting at a table in Music Room 3, and the entirety of the club was staring at her, all dressed in costume from Alice in Wonderland.

"Hurry up and get ready," said Kyoya, "we have guests coming any minute now."

Haley stood, shocked, "M-me!? But I'm not a, and you are…"

She couldn't find her voice in all that she said, though she knew she wasn't dreaming. She looked down at herself and realized that she was wearing the boy's uniform from Ouran High School. The others dispersed throughout the room as customers arrived. All except for Tamaki.

"Haruhi . . . is something wrong?" he asked, getting closer, "Did you have a bad dream?"

"B-But, I'm not Haruhi!" she cried, causing a few heads to turn. Lucky for the both of them, the attention lasted about a second. She was suddenly quite nervous. Her favorite host standing right in front of her, and she happened to be his favorite "host" as well. She felt trapped.

"I have to go," she said as she past him, running from the music room.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki cried, about to follow when Kyoya stopped him.

"Tamaki, you gave guests scheduled," he said with a hint of annoyance, "I'll send Mori-senpai to get her."

Tamaki nodded as Kyoya motioned to Mori, who immediately ran after her.

"This isn't good," Haley sobbed into her knees, her body scrunched tightly together, "I'm not supposed to be here."

She was sitting within the bookcases of one of the school libraries, lost and scared. She thought she would have loved meeting the characters from her favorite anime, but she knew this wasn't right. Not like this. She was the wrong person, trapped within the plot of the story, and she didn't know how to get home.

"Haruhi," he said, looking around the bookcase at her, taking off his helmet. She looked up in alarm.

"M-Mori! N-No, I'm not, I mean, ah!" he approached her and kneeled besides her, laying a hand on her shoulder. She flinched a bit by the touch, "I just don't know what to do. I don't want to lie to you, to any of you."

She felt his gaze, and stared into his eyes. He was looking deep into her, she could feel it.

Mori, though it didn't show on his face, suddenly realized that Haruhi wasn't exactly herself. He examined her eyes and found that rather than being brown, like they usually were, they were strikingly green and copper in the sunlight that poured in from the back window.

"What's your name?" he asked, surprising her. His question calmed her and made her feel confident.

"My name is . . . Haley. A-and I know it sounds crazy, b-but I'm not supposed to be here! I'm really not Haruhi! I don't know what happened but I was at home with my friends and all of a sudden I'm not me! This isn't my body at all, and I don't know how . . ."

She stared at him in awe. Why was she so comfortable talking to him? Though she knew as much as there was to be known about his character, somehow it wasn't what made her feel safe talking to him.

"Mori . . . I know I sound crazy, but I'm not Haruhi Fujioka. I may know who you are, b-but, I promise that I'm not here to cause trouble or to hurt anyone," she watched him stand, "Do you believe me?"

It felt like an eternity had gone by during their silent staring contest. Finally, Mori nodded.

"Yes."

Haley was finally able to smile a little, her relief apparent in her face, or rather, Haruhi's face, "Thank you."

Mori helped her up and she wiped her eyes. Before they were able to leave, Haley stopped him.

"Mori, could you not tell the others? I don't want to worry them, and I'd rather tell them myself."

He nodded and led her away from the library.

"Mom . . ."

Why did she feel so beaten? Her entire body felt like it had just been put on fire. Her finger especially felt burnt, though she couldn't place why.

"Haley!?"

"Haley, oh my God!"

"What happened?"

"Haley! Wake up!"

She opened her eyes to see four girls staring down at her, all worried. She looked around the dark room and realized that she didn't recognize the place at all.

"Where am I?" she asked them, "And who are you?"

Nicole sighed, "Oh my God Haley, you scared the crap out of me!"

"Nicole!" cried Katie, "She just asked us who we are!"

Haruhi rubbed her forehead, "Um, why do you keep calling me Haley? My name is Haruhi."

Jessica and Renee helped her up and half carried her into the bathroom.

"Dammit, Jessica! She's got amnesia!" Renee said plopping down onto the toilet next to them.

"Haley, you'll be alright. Let's just clean that burn on your hand," said Jessica as she turned on the light.

"I don't see what you guys are talking about," said Haruhi trying to yank her arm away, "I don't have amnesia! And I'm not this Haley person, I'm Haruhi Fujio . . ."

Stunned, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, or rather, Haley's reflection. Her mouth gaped open at the sight.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!?" she screamed leaning into the mirror. Renee jumped and clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Shut up! You're gonna freaking wake your parents up!"

Haruhi broke free and backed into the wall, still staring at herself. Her hair was a lot longer than it should be, and her skin was a few shades darker than her usual complexion. Looking down, she realized that while she remained about the same height, her hips were wider and her breasts were about two or three times bigger than they usually were (while in reality, they were quite average).

Jessica turned Haruhi to face her, "Haley, calm down, I'm sure you'll be just fine after we—"

She looked into her eyes, which were a darker chocolate color than they should be.

"Your eyes," she said, "They're brown."

"Ah," Renee looked as well, "Hey, Jessica, guess what. They're always brown."

"No," she stared deeper, "Haley's eyes are hazel . . ."

"You guys!" Katie cried from the living room, "You might want to see this . . ."

Jessica and Renee stared at Haruhi, and then led her back to the living room where Katie and Nicole were pointing shaking fingers at the television.

"L-Look at the TV," said Nicole, "H-Host Club's back on."

Everyone stared and Haruhi gasped at the sight of her, her own body, moving and reacting in ways that she shouldn't be.

"Why am I crying?" Haruhi asked the others, who merely shrugged and continued to watch. Jessica managed to get closer and pay attention to the actions on the TV.

"I think . . . we found Haley."

Haruhi gasped at the thought, and they watched the screen in amazement.

"What's your name?"

"My name is . . . Haley."

What do you guys think? I've been having quite a lot of fun writing this so far (then again, I've been having fun with ALL of my stories). READ AND REVIEW! :D