Fall in Love All Over Again

Chapter 1: Cue the Flower Petals!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, but I do own the fan-made characters.

Note: This story will contain new characters with a new plot. The same corky humor will remain. Watch as the next generation of the Ouran Hosts find themselves by finding each other.

Orientation day at Ouran High School. It was a day to pick up your schedule, get school pictures, and check out student organizations. For the upperclassmen it was routine, but for the incoming freshmen, it was a nightmare. Especially if you had Tamotsu Suou as your older brother. The princely pretty boy at Ouran High, known to take after his dad in good looks, and pleasing the young maidens. The only thing he took after from his mother, Haruhi Fujioka, was his chocolate tinted irises.

Haruki Suou, Tamotsu's little sister was an incoming freshmen, and she was loathing the very thought of being in the same school as her egotistical, overbearing, older brother. She was small like her mother, not much of a mature figure, but always caught the boys with her beautiful captivating eyes that were as vast, and deep as the blue sea. She obtained these eyes from her father. She was envious of her mother, because she kept her hair short, and manageable. Her father always argued that she couldn't lop off all her hair because she quote "Looks too cute with her curly long hair!" Some things never change.

At the very least she was able to wear one of the boys' uniforms. She couldn't stand dresses no matter how often her father, and even brother tried to get her to wear them. She swore that even a blind man could see the family resemblance between those two.

So here she was walking down the hallway to the third music room. Not like she exactly wanted to go, but her brother made this huge speech on how she could come spend time with big brother Tamotsu, and watch him work. At least it would give her a quiet place to study.

Tamotsu had been working hard all his sophomore year to gather up a group that would make the perfect host club! He was optimistic that this year would be the best year in his high school career! And with his little sister along for the ride, there was no way anything could go wrong. He had rounded up a few fellow juniors to join in, and even a couple in coming freshmen as well. Yes! The new host king took his job very seriously, and searched far, and wide for who he thought would make the best hosts for the lovely ladies of Ouran.

Outside two big black stretch limousines pulled up on the side of the street. Almost in exact unison, a boy descended from each vehicle, with a pair of sunglasses on. Both of their hair was black as the wings of a raven, one with blue lowlights in his hair, and the other with orange highlights. The blue one, Mitsuru Hitachiin, was the eldest twin. He had longer hair than his younger brother, Minoru, and an even more outrageous attitude. The reason they both need their own limos though… well…

"I really wish you wouldn't follow me around Minoru." barked Mitsuru, not even daring to look over at his twin.

"I wasn't following. You were in my way." retorted Minoru.

They hated each other. To the extreme of not even being able to ride in the same transportation with one another.

They were freshmen too, coming from a private school, unlike Haruki, who had been going to public schools all her life. They didn't even dare walk beside one another. If they had a class together, they'd get a schedule change, and STILL end up in the same class! Even though they despised each other's presence, they mirrored each other, and were almost always in perfect harmony.

Back in front of the double doors of the third music room stood little Haruki, bracing herself. She took a deep breath, and opened the door. The doors swung open, and as expected, the self proclaimed host club king sat on his throne, smiling radiantly, "Welcome Haruki." Things grew quiet, and suddenly he leapt out of his chair, and smuggled her into an embrace, "You came to watch your brother work after all! You're so cute!" he beamed, nearly suffocating her.

"Tamo-kun knock it off! I can't breathe!" growled Haruki.

"You have to call me your senpai now! Oh Haruki! You're growing up!" quickly Tamotsu glided away to his corner of woe, "seems like just yesterday you were still in a public school!"

"It pretty much was just yesterday Tamo-kun." groaned Haruki.

"But fear not!" announced the king, stepping back toward her to wrap her in another forced hug, "I, your noble brother will protect you from the evil that lurks within these walls!"

Haruki was used to her brother's blind ambition to be most gallant, and brave. It seemed no one had shown up yet, but she was early. Slipping from Tamotsu's arms she made her way over to a table, and sat down. Spilling the contents of her school bag on the table she grabbed a magazine from the stack of books, and started reading.

Speaking of evil, the two previously feuding brothers had been selected by Tamotsu Suou a month before Orientation. He thought if they could some how work out their differences slowly, with a beautiful audience of lovely ladies around them, it would be a big hit! The twins just had nothing better to do, and as it was often, they were bored. When they walked in, they strayed away from each other, and sat across the room from each other, on individual couches. Haruki raised an eyebrow. Were those two hosts? She watched as they both flipped off their sunglasses at the same time. Their eyes were catlike, and golden like honey. They looked like rock stars. She assumed when out in about on a regular day they'd wear flashy expensive clothing.

Tamotsu was delighted to see that they decided to show up, "The Hitachiin brothers! It's so nice to see you!"

"Hitachiin?" wondered Haruki quietly. Wasn't that last name familiar?

Before any discussion could be held, another figure walked in. This one small in size like Haruki, but still slightly taller than her. In fact, it was a girl. She had long black hair that hung passed her hips, she wore plain looking black bordered glasses, with seemingly normal sized rims. She was sporting an interesting uniform. It had the blazer that looked exactly like the boys', but she was wearing a black pleated skirt, and black knee high socks with school girl heels on her feet. Although she might appear to be any ordinary girl, she wasn't. Her name was Emiko… Emiko Ootori.

"Tamotsu Suou," greeted Emiko, pushing up her glasses with her index, and middle finger, "is this the place?"

"Ah, Emiko! Good to see you as always." chirped the host king, "Yes, this is the place. Can you believe our own father's used to work here together? It's like we're repeating history." he seemed satisfied.

"It would seem that way wouldn't it?" said Emiko, tugging on a wrinkle in her skirt. The light reflected off her specs as she looked around the room, "Hikaru Hitachiin's sons seem to be getting along as well as ever."

"Hikaru Hitachiin?" wondered the king.

Emiko turned to him, to explain, "It would seem your father left out some of the details. Way back when there were two twin boys that were a part of the host club. Hikaru, and Kaoru Hitachiin." she flipped through the notes on her clip board, "You must have missed the memo, but these two are the son's of the older twin, Hikaru. You must have an eye for these things Suou."

Of course he took the last bit as a compliment, and had a cocky grin on his face, "Well of course I knew that!" no he didn't. "It just slipped my mind." it was never there.

"And if I remember correctly Usagi is Mitsukuni Haninozuka's son, and Katashi Mamoru is in fact Takashi Morinozuka's son. Not to mention you rounded up Kaoru Hitachiin's son as well from what I've collected." She said examining the clip board closely.

This caught Minoru's attention as he was eavesdropping the whole time, "Kichiro? That's unexpected."

"He's so antisocial." finished Mitsuru, shaking his head.

Like they were one to talk.

"So basically what Tamotsu did was bring the old host club back together… without even realizing it?" asked Haruki.

Emiko nodded in response.

What seemed to be right on cue was Usagi, and Moru walking into the room. Usagi looked exactly like his father, just with bright baby blue eyes. He even held the hand me down stuffed pink bunny clutched to his body tightly, as he rode on Moru's back. The small junior class student looked like he had just waken up from a nap. In fact, his eyes still folded closed from time to time. Meanwhile Moru was full of energy! He wore a bright welcoming smile, as he bounded into the third music room happily. The gentle giant was excited to make new friends with the other hosts. He seemed to come out of no where as he gracefully lifted Emiko off her feet, and hugged her tightly "Emi-chan!"

She didn't seem surprised, as she straightened out her glasses calmly, "Moru Senpai. The pleasure's all mine."

"Katashi, you're over doing it again." mumbled the soft spoken Usagi.

Moru gently set Emiko down, obeying the hint like an obedient dog.

Brushing herself off, Emiko examined the people around her once more, "Yes, this is exactly how father described it. There's just one missing piece left…" she murmured.

That's when the doors opened once again. The final piece to the puzzle. The missing fragment from the stained glass. The last passenger on the carriage. His name was Kichiro Hitachiin. Standing at 5'9 like his father once did when he was his age, he had the same red hair, with nearly the same style, it was just a tad bit longer. His eyes were also catlike, but were an emerald green, a random twist set within his genes. His expression was careful… cautious. The way he walked seemed slightly arrogant, and egotistical, but he was great at fooling the world. The world that surrounded him, but the one he wasn't apart of. There was only his world, and no one else was allowed within it.

Everyone stared at him thoughtfully. He seemed to notice his cousins right away, "Didn't think I'd see you two here." he muttered.

"Likewise Kichiro." replied Mitsuru, now off the couch, he approached his cousin, and placed his hands on his hips.

"It's not in your character to do anything besides studying, and keeping to yourself." said Minoru, who had now also filled the gap, as he stood on the other side of his cousin.

"That's it!" exclaimed Tamotsu, proud of his own bright idea, "You two should have a sort of family bond act! Yes! You two should fight over Kichiro! It would be beautiful!" he seemed to be almost in tears.

All three Hitachiins stared at him like he was a royal fool, "why would we do that?" wondered Mitsuru.

"Because," explained the king, "two twins fighting over another boy, both with homosexual tendencies would wow the girls of Ouran. You'd be a huge hit. Plus with twin brothers as fathers you sort of look like triplets."

"Idiot." growled Minoru.

"Not up for a game? That doesn't sound very Hitachiin like." said Emiko. She always had the answer to tip the iceberg. "Plus, wouldn't it be nice to see who can be a better little devil Mitsuru? Minoru?" She had a name, and it was The Shadow Queen.

The twins smirked together, and linked their arms around Kichiro, "Consider it a challenge." they both said together, glaring at each other all the while.

Kichiro looked deathly embarrassed. He couldn't believe all it took was that to make them snap. His cheeks were a light shade of red, and he looked away quietly. His eyes met Haruki, and she frowned, feeling pity on the boy.

To be continued…

Author's notes: Seems the Ouran hosts never really left. There's some twists and turns, but when I got this idea I was itching to write it. More to come! I had to get introductions out of the way, and soon the real plot will thicken. Hope ya enjoyed chapter one, and anticipate chapter 2 coming soon! Please review =D