Alright. Hello there! This is your humble author, Nana. This A/U has been updated along with going through older chapters of this story. I though I'd make this a little more informative for you new comers, and you 'Aww, I wanna re-read from the beginning' readers.

This story is my 1st Fanfiction ever published on FanFiction-net. So be nice, my writing style has gotten more detailed since I started this story, so if you think it is iffy at the start; it get's better, I promise.

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The traffic, bustling cars and the constant sounding of car horns, and the masses of people all heading to different destinations, the typical clamor of the city. Such a normal start to the day, but it was all so different than it was a week ago. She started a new school this week. It seemed like just yesterday she had taken the entrance exam for Ouran Academy with all her other transferees. She had be the only one of the group who got in on scholarship, and even that was a stretch. Her mother had some connections back from her high school days. Figures her mom had to give her an unfair advantage, she even started to wonder if this whole attending a rich kid school was even worth the perks or even anything out of her own doing anyway...

She arrived at the parking lot of the main high school building 15 minutes later. She quickly found a close parking spot and pulled right in. Being a rich kid school, there were plenty of spaces to choose from, because most of the student body road in limos to school. She ran her fingers through her long, chocolate brown hair as she made her way inside the building with her backpack slung across her right shoulder. The corridors of the school were very extravagant, worthy of the school's name. Chandlers decorated the ceilings and the walls were crafted beautifully. The entire school was decked out in over the top fancy decor. 'Jeez, these people really don't know when to tone it down do they? A school doesn't need to be this nice. I don't see the big appeal of it all anyway.'

Bam. She was too distracted commenting on the schools look to see where she was going. She either ran into a person, or a door. Seeing as she was early, not many kids were in the hall way, upon looking around, none were around actually. 'Awesome, running into the door, way to go Katsu...least no stupid kid is around to laugh'. She looked at what classroom it was. It was classroom 1A, her class room. She opened the door, shut it behind her and sat at her designated desk way in the back, in the far right corner by the window. She took out her stuff for class and sat down. 'What a weird school this is...it's like everyone is here just for fun. Their lives already have a good future laid out for them. I'm the one busting my butt over getting in this school and getting a good education. I bet no one else has to'-

The door opened, who would be here at this time other then here? She looked up to see who it was...

Oh... just that fragile looking boy; he didn't even notice her in the back. He sat down at his desk in the middle section like he always did. He usually came in early like she did, but he never did notice her. She was fine with it, she knew that it wasn't out of rudeness; he just never had his contacts in when he arrived. He usually put them in at his desk or something so he could read. By the time he looked up from his book people would already be coming into the classroom so he wouldn't be able to tell if she just got there, or not.

'What was his name again? Haruhi? Yeah! Haruhi Fujioka. He's a scholarship student too. Guess not everyone here is a rich lazy-ass. He seems nice too, keeps to himself. Maybe I should talk to him for once...Nah, he's not a rich kid, but he's a Host. Most likely he'll still look down on me for something, appearances can be deceiving.'

She got rid of the idea of talking to Haruhi; it would be a waste of time anyway. She would probably do something to annoy him and get on his and all of his fans' bad side. She instead, she got up out of her seat, and headed to the front of the classroom to doodle on the chalk board. 'He'll be way to into his book to notice me anyway' she thought. She began to draw a flying bunny with wings, some spaghetti, a farmer-witch on a pitchfork, a turtle name Franklin,-

"Hey, those are some pretty good drawings you made." 'Please tell me that was just my did NOT just talk to me, right? He should be too enthralled in his book! WHAT GIVES! GAHHH...just my luck.'

Katsu's P.O.V.

I turned around to see where the oddly soft (for a boy's) voice came from. Haruhi was looking at me; his nose finally wasn't in a book. I look at his face closely; he was pretty gentle looking in structure. Perhaps he wasn't really a boy? I had my suspicions now. I stared at him for a few more seconds until the silence was broken.

"How did you learn to draw like that?" he asked, still interested. He was as nice as he looked; no snob-like antics behind his questions, just petty interest.

"I just learned by myself, they're, um...just doodles really. I was bored, Ehehe." When did I start laughing like that? I sounded nervous. Bah, Why should I be a nervous, he's just a guy...well no, he was a Host, perhaps that's why. Even though I'm quite the eccentric-hard headed girl, I was still a girl, and the Hosts were infamous for turning heads. It was their job after all.

"Well they look nice, do you take art courses here?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah sort of, I take them instead of French and Study period, but I don't have them all the time in place of study. I take other elective classes in place of lunch sometimes too. I'm trying to learn a lot of creative skills." I pretty much blurted out my class schedule to him. Why Katsu? Why are you so stupid?

"Oh, that's seems fun, you're good at it too." He's just one of those easy to talk to people; I guess he's a natural.

"Oh, why thank you!" I loved getting at least little comments like that once in a while. It made my day.

"No problem, uhh..."

"Katsu! My name is Katsu Tsukiori. Nice to meet ya!" He laughed a little.

"Nice to me you too, I'm Haruhi Fujioka." He smiled at me. He had such a warm smile, it came with being a Host I suppose.

Then I heard everyone bustling around in the hall, so I quickly erased all my drawings on the chalkboard, and headed back to my desk. The students then came into the class room. Haruhi looked at me a bit confused.

"Katsu, why did you-"

"Good morninggg Haruhi!" Those two devilish twins cut him off, with their harmonized greeting. They always had some big entrance or welcoming for Haruhi when they came in.

"Oh, Haruhi, did you-"

"-miss us?"

They chirped. Haruhi sighed. "You two really need to learn some manners. I was talking to someone you know." He turned to look at me, signaling that we were having a discussion. The twins rested their gold eyes on me. Aughh! Why did you have to go and do that Haruhi! I don't wanna be a target for those two Hitachiin twins and their twincest. It is disgusting!

"Oh? Who is this? I don't think I've seen you before." Hikaru started.

"Are you new?" Kaoru asked, or was it Hikaru. I was looking at my desk trying to avoid the question, so I couldn't really tell for sure. I saw a hand on my desk. I looked up only to come inches apart from that face. Being so up close I still couldn't tell which, and those big cat-like eyes were distracting me.

"Well?" He asked. I involuntarily blushed, very slightly. Uh, too much like a freaking cat. He put his hand on my cheek. I could feel the girls in the classroom staring. I quickly shoved him off.

"Don't you try and burst mah invisible bubble, buddy! I like my space thank you, and my name is nona' your concern." The two gings just stared at me; their fans' glares burning holes into my head. Hikaru and Kaoru were about to reply, but the teacher interrupted them, starting class. They sat down and the lesson began. Thank youuu, teacherrr. I love their pranks, but I didn't want any more attention from any Hosts.

3rd Person P.O.V.

Class was finally out for lunch. Katsu was glad to be out of the same room as those Hitachiin twins. She had an art class with some others in classroom 3F. She quickly made her way to the class and went to her station. She sighed out of relief when she got settled. The girl next to her, Ayumi, was already painting away. She always did so; she was quite the silent girl. Her long wavy blond hair was draped down her back, like always. Never conversing with others. The only person she even had any conversation with was Katsu.

Katsu spun around in her stool, and addressed Ayumi. "Heyyyy Ayumi! Watchya drawin' this time!" she trilled, spinning around until she got dizzy.

"A vase of roses." She stated simply. Her voice was very soft and quite. It was a joy to hear. Ayumi talked very little to other people, so Katsu felt pride in being able to get her to carry a conversation.

"Ahh, that's boring, why dontchya make a big giant, field with an amusement park in the back made of sharks! And a UFO and some acrobats!"

"Maybe later." Ayumi stopped Katsu's ranting.

"Alright! Awesome!" Katsu started.

"Katsu, quiet down!" the teacher demanded, and continued the lesson until the bell rang.

School had just ended and Katsu was wandering around the halls musing over the day. Haruhi and her suspicions were what she was mulling over at the moment. 'He dresses in the boys uniform, is in the Host club, and girls fawn over him like any other Host...' she paced down the empty halls. Unaware of where she was headed. Pacing helped her think. '..On the other hand, he has a very soft voice, looks pretty soft in facial structure, and he just seems like a very feminine person despite how he talks...but I don't talk much like a girl either, so that can't be a reason to consider him a boy..' She couldn't figure out what his gender was based on what information she had so far. She was thinking so hard about it that she didn't know, what was beyond the doors in front of her. She assumed it to be another empty classroom.

'I need a chalkboard to write down my ideas...and maybe a doodle or two.' She thought. She happily pulled the doors to the room open when...

Rose pedals flew into her face. 'What the hell..?'

It was Music room #3. The tables had been placed about, lush couches and vases decorated the room. The smell of tea and pleasant fragrances wafted about, and 6 young, handsome boys in Ouran Academy uniforms were in the middle of the room.

There was one quite tall, silent boy standing there. His hair was a bit, spiky, and dark. His eyes were a dark color, like his hair, and he looked like he was made of stone. He appeared to be over 6 feet tall. On his shoulders was a boy, in complete contrast. He looked about 4 feet tall, and appeared to a middle school student, but he was in the high school uniform. His blond hair and cute cherubic face were so overly cute; Katsu couldn't help but mentally giggle at the sight of him. Off to the right of the group was a taller blond boy, with luscious blond hair. He was spouting useless babble about something to a boy about the same height as him, with black hair, and glasses. He had a very strict business like air surrounding him. The Hitachiin twins that Katsu knew from her class were there as well...and so was Haruhi, but...

Haruhi was in a light pink dress with fake roses and pedals on it. It was very cute, and it flowed down to Haruhi's feet. He was clearly a girl; there was no more doubt in Katsu's mind at that point. This was all the evidence that she needed to realize her suspicions were true. She saw this as a golden opportunity that was too big to pass up. She reached into her bag, and yanked out her camera, and took a picture. Quickly, before they could notice the camera, she stuffed it back into her bag.

The Hosts turned around to find Katsu standing there, staring at the scene.

"I knew it!" Katsu yelled and pointed an accusing finger at them all.

"..Nice, real nice Boss. You couldn't have just let it go." Hikaru started.

"Now another student knows about Haruhi's secret!" Kaoru added.

"And all because you wanted to see Haruhi in a cute, pink, dress." They ended together. Even in a crucial time such as this they had to make snide remarks. They couldn't pass up a chance to poke fun at the flamboyant Prince.

"I don't see why you would want to see me in a dress anyway. It's not that interesting. Also, I don't see how it's a big deal if people know if I'm a girl or not." Haruhi said.

"Aaahhh! Ahh! Y-you didn't see anything! My sweet princess you must not let such illusions fool you!" Tamaki ran over to Katsu and hugged her tight. He hoped that could distract her from the situation and either make her faint, or forget what was happening. His face was very close to hers, and his violet eyes stared into her bright baby blue eyes. "Your eyes are quite beautiful, like the sky itself."

"Back off, Bub. I know what I saw. Your cute butchya' ain't gonna fool me." Katsu dead-paned. Tamaki immediately went into his corner, that he designated "The Corner of Woe".

The twins tumbled to the floor laughing. "S-she totally didn't fall for it! Boss you really thought that was going to work? Ahahahaha!" They managed to blurt out.

"Well clearly it wouldn't. Sorry for hurtin' your feelings but I know what I'm seeing." she said again. Tamaki remained huddled in his corner.

"Yes while that was bound to fail at least he took action. We can't exactly let you leave as you are." the tall dark, and intimidating boy said. He adjusted his glasses, making the light glare off them in an act of intimidation. Katsu shivered a bit. She dubbed that the 'Glare of Evil'.

"Uh, why not?" Katsu asked. She tried to appear as unfazed as ever.

"Well you know Haruhi's secret. Haruhi here is a girl. We can't let this get out, it would ruin business." he said.

"What are we gonna to Kyo-chan?" The little Lolita boy asked him curiously, with a tinge of worry.

"Well, I am sure we will be able to keep the masses of students unaware of this, am I right, Miss Tsukiori?"

Katsu's mouth was left a bit ajar. "How do you know my name?"

"I make a habit of finding information on all new students coming into the school."

"Creeper! You're a creeper how dare you do such a thing as going through my information!" She chided him. Flailing her arms about in an angry fashion. "If you know my name then it is only right that I know yours!"

"Oh right, How rude of me. My name is Kyoya Ootori. Pleasure to meet you." he said.

"You're such a fake. You creeper!" she yelled again.

"Now now no need for such shouting. Now come quietly and we can discuss this matter accordingly."

"No way! I ain't gonna conduct any business with the likes of you." she said defiantly.

"It's no use fighting Kyoya-sempai." Hikaru came up beside her and put his right hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, Kyoya-sempai's father has a private police force. It isn't wise to fight with him." Kaoru came up and put his hand on her other shoulder.

"Plus, you wouldn't want to leave such good-looking twins alone would you?" They whispered into her ears.

"OFF OFF OFF! OFF YOU SNEAKY DOPPELGANGERS! NOOO!" she flailed in their grasp; they backed off fearing that she would smack them in the face.

"Ahahah, your quite the feisty one aren't you?" they commented snickering at her reaction.

"Oh, just go make out in a closet somewhere." she barked back. Her hair was a mess from her flailing. She quickly ran her fingers through it to try and fix it. The twins only laughed.

"Enough fooling around, Miss Tsukiori, Please come this way, we have much to discuss." Kyoya interrupted the dispute between Katsu and the twins. He turned around and started heading to the table with his laptop on it, along with some random files he was looking through. Katsu didn't move from her spot.

"Mrs. Tsukiori, please hurry up, and don't think of running, I don't have a problem calling my father's private poli"- Kyoya had turned in mid-sentence to find that Katsu was nowhere to be found in the room. Only a trail of smoke and kicked up dust remained at the doors and in the hall.

"Quick! We must not let her get away! She knows our Darling Haruhi's secret! Dispatch the armies, the Navy! The FBI! GOOO!" Tamaki started spouting nonsense. The rest of the club, excluding Kyoya and Haruhi, saluted, and ran down the hallway after her. Kyoya followed them, as well as Tamaki still rambling about what may happen if the secret was out, and imagining horrible out comes in his 'Inner Mind Theater'. Kyoya was worried himself, although he didn't show it.
'No one has ever dared run from me before. What nerve that girl has. She's quite a problem.' He thought.

Katsu was running through the halls, dodging from turn to turn trying to get to the parking lot. She would occasionally run into walls or doors as she went tearing through the halls. She could hear the rest of the club trailing behind her, along with Tamaki's ramblings and shouts of hysteria.

"You'll never catch me alive! Ya perverts!" She yelled back at them. She turned to look in front of her and find Mori-sempai blocking her way. Her eyes widened. She was almost caught. Almost.

In the spur of the moment, she slid down on her knees, flew in between Mori's legs, and jumped dodging Honey-sempai pouncing on her. She floored it down the hallway to the front doors. Mori and Honey were shocked at how she managed to get past them. She looked back to find them standing there still. She turned back and slammed into the doors, nearly falling over. She quickly composed herself when she realized the entire Host club was right on her tail at the end of the hallway.

She busted through the doors and ran into the parking lot.

By the time the Host club got outside, she had already gotten into her car and sped past them, taking the turn out of the parking lot down the street. As she passed, the out of breath hosts, a note was thrown out of the car at them and fluttered to the ground at their feet. Kyoya, being personally insulted by her escape, picked up the note and read it.

He adjusted his glasses. The rest of the hosts stood there waiting for him to say something.

"I'll get you next time, you crazy woman..." Kyoya murmured. The twins swiped the note out of his hand and they and the rest of the host club read it.

I rather go Kicking and Screaming,

Ya' buncha perverts.

~Katsu

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