More Bloody Gingers? (OHSHC fan-fic)

Buns. Cinnamon, Buns.

Yuuki's POV

The limo ride to Ouran Academy was awkward, to say the least. Sakura clearly noticed, and tried to over-compensate by being way to cheerful and enthusiastic. She kept laughing at strange times, in this really high pitched voice, Like an anime character.  By the time we got to the school, everyone was giving her death glares, even the chauffeur.

Somehow Kyoya knew-damn him- that we'd be arriving at that moment, Because he threw open my  door and held out a hand to help me out of the car.

"Welcome to Ouran Academy, Lady and Lord Nakajima. Hello, Miss Sakura," He paused to help me out of the car and then reached for Sakura's hand. "And Miss Yuuki."

The Twins materialized on either side of Kyoya and rested a hand on his shoulders. "Now, Kyoya-senpai that's not very nice. You guessed them wrong."

"Yeah, Kyoya-senpai, Sakura-chan looks like she's going to cry," Hikaru added. "Hello, Lady and Lord Nakajima, I'm Hikaru Hitachiin and this is my twin-"

"Karou Hitchiin," Karou beamed. Hikaru wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and Karou wrapped an arm around Sakura, who made a strange whimpering sound, and muttered something that sounded like 'Why are you touching me?' Our parent's and Kyoya walked behind us an we meandered our way into the school, and to Music Room Three.

Hikaru opened the door-trying to play the perfect gentleman, I guess- and we were assaulted by Honey-senpai.

"Yuuki-chan! Saku-chan!" Hiki-Chan! Karou-Chan!" He said excitedly. He ran over to our parent's. "Hi. Nice to meet you. Did you bring me cake? Strawberry's my favourite!"

Mori marched over and picked up Honey-senpai. "That's not helping." he said calmly, walking over and placing Honey on a couch with an entire cake. Tamaki pranced into the room. "Hello! Welcome to the Ouran High School Host Club. My name is Tamaki Suoh, and I am the king!"

My parent's looked at each other questioningly but didn't say anything about him. "Wait... Did you say Host C lub?"

"Why yes, M'lady! Ouran High posses the best Host Club for miles around!" Tamaki said happily, skipping around the room.

"Wait... are you trying to say that our young, impressionable daughters are working in a Host Club?!?!?"

"Don't be silly dear. do you think our daughters are running around masquerading as young men?" Our mother scoffed. "What kind of ruffians do you think we raised our children to be?"

"You didn't raise us. The butler did. And he did one hell of a job. He was simply one hell of a butler!" Sakura wailed and then threw herself face down on a couch. Our parent's completely ignored her and Honey-senpai added. "Of course Sakura and Yuuki aren't pretending to be boys. That's Haru-chan's job!"

"Well obviously I'd already recognized Haruhi as one of my own. Lady can always recognize another." Our mother replied simply.

"Well," Our father said crankily."If they don't pretended to be boys, what do they do?"

"Oh! They're our ma-"Honey-senpai started to say. Karou slapped a hand over his mouth "Anagers. They're our managers."

Hikarou snorted. "If by Managers you mean they mange the Kitchen and Cosplay! I hadn't realized we called maids managers now." He laughed again.

Our parents looked sharply around the room. "Yuuki, Sakura. You are to never associate yourselves with these fellows again. When we return to the UK you will be going back to your old schools.  Now, march!" Our mother yelled.

Sakura's POV

"No." Yuuki replied, standing up.

"What are you trying to say here, Yuuki," Our mother turned around sharply to face her.

"Sakura has... I can't bring myself to say it," she gasped dramatically, clutching at her chest. She'd launched right into our backup plan "Sakura told me to tell you for her," Shes sniffed like she was going to cry. "She has...buns in the oven." She finished ominously. The whole Host Club gasped, just like we planned they would.

"Sakura! Is this true?!" Our mother whirled around shrieking like a tornado.

"I'm afraid so." I said sadly, trying not to grin. Our father paled and sat down.

"Ooh! I can't wait!" explained Honey-senpai. Everyone stared at him. After a few silent seconds there was a ding! from the kitchen.

"The cinnamon buns are ready!" I yelled happily and dashed off to the kitchen. All I could hear was my mother screaming and Yuuki replying sarcastically"Of course I meant cinnamon buns! Couldn't you smell them? Oh right. I just remembered you can't smell anything after that nose job you got last year."

"I told you! That was for medical reasons!" She screeched. I came back into the room just as our father stood up and started to speak.

"We can't send our children to any other school now! Look at how disgraceful they've become. We must go back to England and pretend that this never happened!" My father said exiting the room with my mother. As soon as the door closed behind them Karou and Hikaru began to clap.

"Well played, Nakajima Twins, Well played," they said. Just then my cell phone rang. Hikaru grabbed my phone from the couch and answered. It was still on speaker from the last time I used it, so we could clearly hear the atrociously-fake British accent that came through it. "Hello, Butterfaces! I'm here!"