AN: Hey, so this is my first Ouran fanfic. So, I hope you like it.

It's AU, so the characters are bound to be a little OOC, but I would greatly appreciate it if you would yell at me if they get way too over ooc. Thank you :3

And also, I don't know much about the japanese school systems, so I'm being lazy and just using the american-style school systems, mixed with what I've learned from watching Anime... Which isn't that much. So pardon me if it is a bit off. And I believe in constructive criticism, so If you feel that there is something that I could improve on, please tell me!

Hikaru wandered through the large halls of Ouran Academy. School was ending in less than a week, but he felt little joy for the approach of summer. Maybe it had to do with the fact that Exams were starting soon. Maybe it had to do with the fact that Hikaru would spend the summer alone. After all, he had no true friends to speak of. Its not that others didn't think of him as their friend, it's more that he viewed them as his playthings. This attitude was what drove most people away from him in the first place. He would never allow anyone to truly know him. He would only play around with their minds and their emotions until he began to find them boring. Then he would simply find a new toy.

"Hey, You're Hikaru Hitachiin, right?" Hikaru turned around to face the person addressing him. To his surprise, it was a tall blond-haired boy wearing Ouran's high school uniform.

"Yes? What do you want?" Hikaru asked, now curious as to what this high schooler was doing in the middle-school building.

"My name is Tamaki Suoh. I'm starting a new club in the high school next year, and I was wondering if you would join it." The blond boy, Tamaki, as he called himself, seemed to be bubbling over with energy, his bright smile never leaving his face.

"Exactly what kind of club is it?" Hikaru was now quite curious as to what the blond would say. Or, at least that's what it seemed to Tamaki. In truth, Hikaru was only curious as to Tamaki's value as a toy.

"Well, it's a host club!" Tamaki smiled.

"And what exactly do you mean by a 'Host Club?'" Hikaru was obviously staring to get bored with their conversation.

"Well, it would be a club where we would do nothing but entertain young ladies all day!"

Hikaru raised an eyebrow. "So let me get this straight. You are offering to let me join your club, where we would literally do nothing but make members of the opposite gender happy?" Tamaki nodded.

Hikaru sighed. He really had nothing better to do with his time, and it might be nice not having to spend the entire first couple weeks of high school looking for new playthings. And Tamaki definitely had potential to be fun. At least, for a little while. "Alright. I'm in"

Tamaki's smile was so bright, it could have blinded. "So you'll do it?"

"I just said so, didn't I?" Hikaru's final conclusion? Tamaki was an idiot. But Hikaru could already tell that just by knowing Tamaki, next year would be quite interesting...

It was Hikaru's first day in the high school building at Ouran Academy. He had been to all his classes already, but no one seemed particularly interesting. He was just about to turn toward the main gate when he remembered what Tamaki had told him the previous school year. He pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket with a room number on it. Tamaki had told him that this would be the meeting place of the host club. Hikaru shrugged, thinking to himself, Why not? And turned in the direction of Music Room Three.

When Hikaru opened the door, the four previously yelling boys turned to face him. After a brief silence, Tamaki was the first to speak. "WELCOME FRIEND!" he shouted and nearly glomped Hikaru, had he not conveniently stepped to the side.

"What were you all yelling about?" Hikaru asked the other boys.

The dark-haired one with the glasses answered him. "It seems that Tamaki forgot to mention to all of us that the host club officially opens to customers in two days, and everything needs to be set up today, so we can 'practice' tomorrow, whatever that means."

"You WHAT?" Hikaru turned to Tamaki as he said this. "Can't you change it?"

"But.. I already put up all the posters." Tamaki looked at them all with puppy-eyes as Hikaru and the others glared at him. It seems that Hikaru had slightly miscalculated when he first met Tamaki. He was not simply and idiot. He was a smart idiot. There was no way that this was not planned.

The one with glasses shook his head and pushed up his glasses on his nose. "I guess we'll have to start right away then..." Tamaki squealed so shrilly that some in the building thought that the fire alarm was going off. Tamaki also glomped the boy with glasses, rubbing his face against his, in a strange show of thanks. "thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU, Mommy!"

"...Get off me." the boy with glasses, or as Tamaki called him, mommy, growled at Tamaki. He reluctantly let go, but a zealous smile still hung on his face.

The boy with glasses turned to Hikaru. "I don't believe that we have been properly introduced. I am Kyoya Ootori. And you must be Hikaru Hitachiin, are you not?"

"Yeah I am. How'd you know?" Hikaru tilted his head slightly to the side as he asked this question.

Kyoya's glasses flashed as he smiled sinisterly. "I know everything." A shiver ran down Hikaru's back. But he soon forgot the fear Kyoya had caused him when he felt a tug on his sleeve. He turned around to face the short blond boy holding a stuffed bunny rabbit.

"I wanna say hi to Hika-chan too!" the boy smiled. "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka! But you can just call me Honey!"

"It's nice to meet you Honey-chan." Hikaru smiled and shook the seemingly younger boys hand.

"Senpai." The tall dark haired boy behind Honey uttered.

"What?" Hikaru asked, not quite understanding what he was saying.

"You should refer to him as senpai, as he is your elder."

"WHAT?" Hikaru too a step back in shock. "You mean you-?" He pointed to Honey. "What year are you?"

"I'm a third-year, and so is Takashi!" He gestured to the tall boy behind him.

"You can call me Mori." The tall boy added.

Hikaru observed the two boys, specifically their difference in height. There is no way in hell that kid is a third-year! Hikaru thought.

As if he could read his mind, Kyoya piped in. "Yes, Honey is indeed a third-year. Do you believe me, or do I have to pull up a copy of his school records to prove it?"

"Uhm, no thanks, I think I'm good." Hikaru mumbled.

Tamaki chose this moment to speak, as though he had felt he was being forgotten. "So, now that we all know each other, why don't we get started?"

"Ouch, I'm still sore from moving all that stuff yesterday." Hikaru groaned. "Remind me why we couldn't just hire someone to move all of that up here for us?"

"It wasn't within the club's budget." Hikaru glared at Kyoya.

"And you didn't mention that yesterday because...?" Hikaru's glare became more intense the more he thought about all the furniture they had moved yesterday.

"Well you didn't ask." He stated simply.

"I would have payed for it rather than lift it you dumb ass!" Hikaru felt as if he were about to punch Kyoya, but he was spared the blow by Tamaki's sudden appearance through the front door.

"Good afternoon gentlemen! Today is a fine day, is it not?" His always cheerful expression adorned his face. Everyone glared at him as he entered. "What?" he asked when he noticed them staring.

"Incase you didn't notice," Kyoya started, "You disappeared yesterday and left most of he set-up to us."

"Uhm..." Tamaki was having a hard time thinking of an excuse, so he started slowly backing out the door, hoping no one would notice. But they did.

"Oh no you don't!" In an instant, Honey leaped across the room, kicked Tamaki over and then sat on his back, triumphantly smiling.

Hikaru gaped at Honey as Kyoya looked up from his computer. "Don't you think that was a bit of overkill, Honey?"

"But he didn't get away..." Honey, despite having just taken Tamaki down in a single blow, looked as innocent as ever. A few moments later, Honey reluctantly got up and closed the club door.

Tamaki coughed, and slowly got up, brushing off the dirt that now clung to his uniform. "Well men," He began, seemingly unfazed by the fact that he just got beaten by someone half his size. "In preparation for the Host Clubs' opening tomorrow, we need to work on our roles!"

Hikaru was beginning to get annoyed with Tamaki's constant vagueness. "And what exactly do you mean by that?"

"Well," Tamaki chuckled as if he thought Hikaru's question silly. "In order to keep the ladies well entertained, we need to appeal to their interests. And therefore, Honey-chan!" He pointed his finger dramatically toward Honey. "You will act as the boy Lolita!" He turned to Takashi. "You will be the strong, silent type!" He turned to Kyoya. "You will be the cool type! And as for you," He finally turned to Hikaru, who's face visibly paled "You will be the little devil type!"

"Then what will you be Tamaki-kun?" Honey asked politely.

"I, of course, will be the princely type." He didn't even try to hide behind a veil of modesty as he struck a pose that supposedly demonstrated his princely-ness.

The Little Devil? That certainly fits me well. Hikaru thought. Part of him wondered if Tamaki had thought of all of the 'roles' before hand, and simply found the right people to fill those places.

"Hey Tamaki, didn't you say you wanted to have seven people in the host club?" Kyoya asked, but then he added, "And are you going to include positions such as club president, treasurer, and such?"

"Well, you see... I couldn't find them..." So it seemed that hikaru was right in his thinking that the roles were chosen before the people. "And as for president," He struck another pose. "Obviously, that would be me! However, haven't really thought about who would be treasurer... Would anyone like to volunteer? Everyone stared at each other for a few moments before Hikaru decided he didn't wanna sit around and wait for people to start volunteering each other.

"NOSE GOES!" Hikaru shouted as his hand flew up to touch his nose. The other boys followed suit, except for Kyoya.

"I guess this means I'll be the treasurer." Kyoya sighed.

"Well, now that we've got all that out of the way, Let's get to work!" Tamaki bellowed.

"Welcome to the Host Club!" The five boys said in unison, welcoming the first guests to the host club.

Since it was the first day of the Host Club, there weren't all too many visitors. At one point, Hikaru was left all alone, with no one to entertain. So thus, he decided it was long past time to bother his fellow hosts. He walked over to where Tamaki was sitting, a few girls surrounding him. Well his head was turned to talk to one of the other girls, Hikaru took the opportunity to lean across the back of the couch and place his face next to Tamaki's. As if on que, Tamaki turned his head to face the girl sitting next to him on the couch, only to find Hikaru's face too close for comfort. He jumped back a little. "Hi-Hikaru, just what are you doing here?"

"Oh Tamaki," He leaned his head onto Tamaki's shoulder. "I was so bored over there all by myself. So I thought you might wanna play with me."

"Well, if you wanted to play a game, why don't you just ask Honey? He always seems to be in the mood for a game." Tamaki shrugged his shoulders, forcing Hikaru off of him.

Hikaru forced a sad expression onto his face. "But I didn't say I wanted to play with Honey. I said I wanted to play with you." As he said this, he placed one of his fingers under Tamaki's chin to raise his face to look at his own. As this went on, a few of the girls squealed in a fashion that would make fan-girls jealous.

Tamaki blushed a little, but then yanked his face away from Hikaru's grasp and smiled. "I see what you are trying to do. You're jealous of me for getting more attention, aren't you?"

"Oh, senpai, you've seen right though me." He said sarcastically. "How could I be so paper thin?" Rolling his eyes as the girls giggled. "But seriously, no one else seems to be coming, and frankly, I'm bored. So do you mind if I leave?"

Tamaki sighed. "Alright. But I need to discuss something with you later, so I'll just call you."

"Fine with me." Hikaru got up from his bent-over position and began to walk towards the door.

"Hikaru, wait!" Hikaru turned to see one of the guests running towards him, but she stopped just short of running straight into him.

"Yes? What is it?" He tried to guess what she had call to him for. but all his guesses were so far from the truth.

"I was just wondering, Is your brother alright?"

"What?" Hikaru was taken aback by her question.

"I mean, well, he came to class really late today, and he seemed really sad. And he hasn't been here for the past two days either. So I was just wondering-"

Hikaru realized what she was implying. "I'm sorry miss, but you must be mistaken. I'm an only child."

The girl blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry, my mistake! It's just you two look so alike, I could have sworn you two were twins..." And with that, she walked away, as did Hikaru, who dismissed the entire conversation as a simple misunderstanding.

"HIKARU!" Tamaki screamed into the phone.

Hikaru held the phone away from his ear, not expecting that Tamaki would start yelling as soon as he answered the phone. "What?" He asked, annoyed.

"There is something very important I need to ask you about."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Hikaru," Tamaki took a deep breath. "Are you gay?"

Hikaru had somewhat expected for this topic to come up eventually. "Well, kinda... I'm bi."

He heard the quick strokes of a keyboard across the line. "Have you ever told anyone else this before?" Kyoya's voice came across the phone.

"What?" Hikaru exclaimed. "Since when are you in on this conversation?"

"We're all here Hikaru!" Honey piped in.

"Yeah." Mori added.

Hikaru's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe that he had just unwittingly admitted his sexuality to four men that he barely knew.

"Hikaru?" Kyoya asked, making sure he was still there.

"Yeah." Remembering Kyoya's earlier question, he replied, "And no, I don't think I've told anyone else before..."

"Well, Tamaki, that would certainly explain why it isn't in his file." Hikaru wondered if he had heard him right. Is it just me, or does this guy seem kinda stalker-ish to anyone else? He thought to himself before Kyoya posed another question. "If you don't mind me asking, on a scale, how gay are you?"

Hikaru felt completely defeated in this conversation. Well, I might as well let it all out... He thought for a moment before answering. "I guess, I'm about a K 4..."

"...Takashi?" Hikaru could tell that Honey was about to ask what that meant, so Hikaru decided to explain it anyway.

"It means that I'm on the gayer side of being bi."

"Oh... I want some cake!" There was a click as Honey left the call. This was soon followed by another click that he assumed to be Mori.

"Well, thanks for that information." Kyoya said before hanging up as well.

There was only two people left on the call now. "...Tamaki?" Hikaru asked, wondering if the blond had even payed attention to any of the conversation.

"So, just to be clear... You are gay?"

Hikaru rolled his eyes and sighed. It seemed that he hadn't payed attention after all. "Yes Tamaki. I'm gay."

"Oh..." There was an awkward silence. "Hey, you weren't actually trying to flirt with me earlier, were you?" Tamaki finally asked.

Hikaru chuckled. "No Tamaki, I was just messing with you."

"Well, thats good to know. See you tomorrow Hikaru!" Tamaki hung up the phone before Hikaru had time to say his good byes as well.

Well that was rude of them...

I hope you liked the first chapter! This is my first Ouran fic, so I would really appreciate it if you reviewed and told me how I was doing!