Hey guys! I think I'm just going to go through the chapters and re-write some stuff so that it makes more sense later on =]

Haruhi was walking home from picking up something from the drycleaners, when a limo drove past her. 'That's funny. Why is there a... Uh oh.' Haruhi thought. Don't turn left. 'Don't turn left'. She pleaded. It turned right.

Haruhi sighed in relief when another limo drove by and turned left. Haruhi sighed. 'Great. Again?'

Haruhi continued her walk, and was a little reluctant to take the walk to her house, since the limo was parked outside and all. Haruhi walked up to the front door, there stood six men, with girls drooling over them. One of them looked up and called out, "Haruhi!"

Haruhi pushed past them and opened the door. As she let the six men in she told them to sit down in the living room.

Haruhi put down everything she was carrying and found a letter on the table. It read:

Haruhi,

She will be home soon. Introduce her to your friends from your school. Make sure she makes a good impression on all of them. It will help both of you in the long run.

-Dad

Haruhi sat down with the guys and started to explain everything to them. "Okay guys, listen. You remember Hiro, the kid I told you about?"

They all nodded in agreement. "Well Hiro should be home soon, don't make him feel alienated. There's only a one-year difference between the two of us. Be nice, but not so nice that you can tell it's fake. Okay?"

Everyone nodded. "Tamaki, what did I just say?"

"Um to not make Hiro feel like... Um... An alien?"

"Close enough. Anyone hungry?"

"Yes." Five out of six of them answered.

Five minutes passed and the door opened. A young girl walked passed the six men and into the kitchen where Haruhi was.

"Cool." The girl took some of what Haruhi was making. "Hey that's for the guests!"

"What guests?"

"The guests you just walked passed."

"..."

Haruhi sighed, "Just come with me. I'll introduce you to them."

The two girls walked into the living room and Haruhi put down the food on the table. "Tamaki, Kyouya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Mori, and Honey, this is Hiro. Hiro, this is the Ouran High School Host Club."

The water Hikaru was drinking spurted out onto Tamaki's face. Tamaki wiped his face and looked at the two girls, then got up and walked over to them. "Nice to meet you Hiro, Haruhi has told us a lot about you. But from what she told us, you sounded like a boy." He said holding out his hand. She was shorter than Haruhi but taller than Honey.

Hiro shook his hand saying, "I asked Haruhi to refer to me as Hiro, him, or he when she talks about me to her friends."

"Are you Haruhi's little sister?"

"Are you Kyouya Ootori?"

"Yes."

"Then I am not inclined to answer that question at this precise period of time."

The Hitachiin twins laughed.

Hiro looked at the two. Well glared at the two. She wasn't used to people laughing at the things she says. "We're not mocking you." One of them said through his laughter.

"It's just no one talks to Kyouya like that and it was funny." The other said.

"How do you know my full name?" Kyouya asked Hiro.

"Haruhi tells me about you guys. Wait no, not tells, vents to me about you guys. Especially you two." She pointed to the twins.

"But I bet she didn't tell you how cute we were." They said walking over to Hiro. She shoved her hands in her pockets and looked the twins in the eye. "Who were you saying was cute again? Hopefully neither of you, because then I would get the pleasure of killing your self-esteem."

"Hiro." Haruhi scolded.

The 15-year-old Fujioka picked up her backpack and sat down next to Mori and Honey. She took out a book and began to do her homework. "Hi." a little voice said. Hiro looked up confused, and looked at the boys next to her. "Did you say something?"

The blond looked at her. "Yeah I said hi. My name is Honey. And this is Takashi." The little boy said pointing to the boy next to him. Hiro looked at the other boy and noticed how tall he was. And he was only sitting down.

"Hi." She said simply. She went back to her homework when Tamaki interrupted. "Hiro, even though his name is Takashi, most people call him Mori."

"Hm. Is his name really Honey?"

"No. His name is Mitsukuni Haninozuka."

"Okay, now let me get back to my homework." Hiro looked down and started her homework again.

After ten minutes, she put away the worksheets she had finished, and took out a deep red spiral notebook. She opened it up and began to write.

Hiro didn't even look up when the door opened and her dad walked in. "Hiro, Haruhi! I'm home!"

"Hi dad, you remember the host club right?" Haruhi said as their dad walked over to them. He smiled at them.

"Hi dad." Hiro said without looking up to see him. This annoyed Tamaki for some reason. "Hiro," he started, "Don't you think you should at least look up when you say hi to your dad?"

Hiro shrugged, "Whatever."

"So Hiro-tan, I know I already know the answer to this but, what elective are you signing up for in Ouran?"

Hiro twitched. She didn't like it when her dad called her 'Hiro-tan'. The only people who have ever called her something like Hiro-tan or Hiro-chan or even Hiroko (her birth name) that she didn't want to fly at was her closest friend in middle school. And no one ever called her Hiro-tan. Only her dad and she didn't even want him to call her that. Her friends normally called her Hiro, but on occasion, they would call her Hiro-chan. Haruhi only called her Hiroko when she was really mad at her or needed to get her attention and was failing miserably.

"Creative writing." She simply stated without giving it a second thought.

"Creative writing?" He seemed horrified. "What about cooking? I thought you wanted to be a chef!" Ryoji exclaimed.

Hiro looked up. "No dad, you want me to be a chef. I like to write. I'm sorry if it doesn't fit your approval. I guess if you don't want me to take creative writing then I shouldn't go to high school just yet."

"But Hiro-tan, don't you want to be able to come home from work on a day when no one is home and make something good for yourself and not just order a pizza and eat junk all the time?"

"Okay dad one, I can already do that. And two, I don't..." Hiro's face showed her frustration as she bit her bottom lip. "You don't what Hiro-tan?"

"I don't like being called 'Hiro-tan'. It's childish and I'm fifteen for God's sake! And please don't think that just because you can't call me Hiro-tan anymore means that you could call me Hiroko instead, because I don't like that either. I just like Hiro."

"You really don't like Hiro-tan?" Ryoji couldn't believe what his daughter was saying. "You used to love it when I called you Hiro-tan. You used to not answer if I just called you Hiro. Why such a sudden change of attitude?"

"It's not sudden dad. I haven't liked it since I was 13. I just didn't want to tell you because I thought you would be upset." Hiro looked down at the table in front of Honey and was biting her bottom lip. She was just about to say something to her dad when he spoke up. "Hiro, you shouldn't bite your bottom lip. It'll get really chapped."

Hiro blinked a couple of times. He really just called her Hiro. She squinted her eyes to look happy, didn't smile, but looked happy, "Okay dad. I'll stop biting my lips."

Ryoji got up and left the room. Tamaki was stunned. He didn't expect that the young Fujioka girl could be like that to her own dad. He got up and sat down next to Haruhi.

"Haruhi, is Hiro like that all the time to your dad?" He whispered.

Hiro could hear him, but she just decided to stay out of it.

"No, they have misunderstandings sometimes with each other but they aren't like this all the time." Haruhi whispered back.

"And what about the elective thing. Did she say creative writing just to annoy him?"

"I don't think so. She really loves to write. She would spend hours writing, even if she isn't writing anything at all. She would just write words down on a piece of paper. I remember one time; she was finished with her homework so she asked to see mine. I handed her my language arts homework and she picked random words out of it and wrote them down for no reason. Afterwards when I asked her why she did it, she said 'I was bored and I wanted to write, but I didn't know what to write."

Tamaki looked at her for a while, at least until she looked up and noticed everyone except Haruhi staring at her. "What's everybody looking at? Do I amuse you?"

Tamaki back down next to her and asked, "So Hiro, what'cha doin'?"

"Writin'." She responded mocking his tone of voice.

"So you're coming to Ouran soon."

"Yup."

"Well of course she's coming to Ouran soon Tamaki, she's fifteen." Kyouya put his two cents in.

"Oh yeah." Hiro said looking at Kyouya and resting her cheek on her left hand. "If you think you're so smart, when am I going to start going to Ouran Mr. Smarty-pants?" She asked trying to see just how smart he thought he was. "Next year, with the rest of the new freshmen."

"No."

They all looked at her. "Then when are you coming to Ouran?" Honey asked. Hiro looked at him, "My first day is this Monday."

Everyone's jaw dropped. Well except Haruhi because she already knew about this.

Awkward silence...

"That's it!" Tamaki exclaimed.

"What's it Tama-chan?" Honey asked, (Just because he hasn't had enough lines so far.) "I knew she looked familiar from somewhere, I just remembered that I saw her going to the middle school near Ouran!"

"Wow." Hiro spoke up. "You must be some sort of-"

"You're not in your uniform Hiro." Haruhi broke in. Hiro just looked back down to her notebook and continued to write.

"Maybe you're not as smart as you think either little Hiro."

Hiro didn't hear much when people talked to her when she was writing. Including now. But what she did hear was Kyouya call her 'little Hiro'. Hiro snapped her head up and glared at him. "What did you just call me?"

Kyouya caught onto the challenge in her glare and repeated himself but only stretching it out to annoy her more. "Little Hiro." He spoke again. Kind of like when Yuki called Kyo stupid cat the second time he said it like stu-pid cat. Yeah that's kind of how he said it.

To everyone's surprise, she just sat there glaring at him. Didn't lunge at him, didn't threaten him. Just sat there. Finally she looked away from Kyouya and closed her notebook, and got up to walk away. She walked past Kyouya and then backed up a little. Then hit him upside the head with her notebook.

"It might be a good time to mention that Hiro doesn't like being called little. That's probably why she gave Kyouya an attitude when she first met him. He asked if she was my little sister. So just a warning, don't call her little."