Well me and haruhi are besfriends ive known her since we were little. But we both finnaly become host club members and its very akward because of everybodys actions.But i dont think that me and haruhi can handle both chipping in for 8 million yen I dont own the host club Ōran Kōkō Hosuto Kurabu does

WARNING: THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A LITERAL 12 YEAR OLD (I'M 18 NOW). YOU W I L L SEE CRINGE, GRAMMATICAL AND SPELLING ERRORS, AND POORLY AGED PICTURES. NOT TO MENTION CHAPTERS WITH TRIGGER INDUCING TOPICS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ~Hello NerdNation!! This story is for all the Mori lovers ;) You are a student transferring from Lobelia Academy to Ouran High School Academy. You are very tall for your age. One day, your friend wants to go to the Host Club, but is too embarrassed to go alone. So you go with her. You find a very tall man who you find mysteriously attractive. One day, you go back to the Host Club to find out who the tall, attractive man from the other day, only to find him standing behind you.

You're Haruhi's Sister! You had been kidnapped at a young age, but when you're found you are greeted by a group of hotties! XD

A girl who has a history with tamaki.... She love her parents who died years ago... She lives with his Uncle Wayne and do homeschool since elementary. Now she is on high school what will go wrong??

Is It Possible To Fall In Love Within 100 Days? What happens when a certain peach haired girl with emerald green eyes comes to Ouran Academy? This is a story like none other... The story of a 'princess' that fell in love with a certain blonde... but what kind of princess? Anakaia Lucretia is 'the most beautiful girl' they all say... But you know what they say... Don't judge people by their looks... Everyone has a secret... Especially beautiful people. DISCLAIMER : None of the pictures in this book are mine. I just edited the title onto the cover image. Please inform me (with proof) if any of the drawings are yours and I will credit you :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or you! But I do own the story! ALSO! THANKS TO YUKISENPI FOR MAKING THIS AMAZING COVER!

Kohaku is a genius and an idol in disguise. She's admitted to Ouran Academy on a scholarship. When her friend breaks a vase, she encounters the host club. ***I'm not good at writing summaries. I promise you the story's better than the summary.(probably)***

[Little] Did you know [how I'm breaking*gets hit w rock*] that haruhi has an older sister? Well if you didn't, you certainly know now. This is an untold tale not known by many. But right here, right now the tale will be spun. Lol like hope you guys are ready cause things are gonna get weird and awkward and so many more things. Hope you enjoy! IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING

Yoru Hitachiin is the unknown triplet of Hikaru and Kaoru. Mr. and Mrs. Hitachiin got divorced when they were 5, and Yoru went to live with her dad while Hikaru and Kaoru stayed with their mom. Yoru's two older brothers DESPISE her. Absolutely hate her, playing mean pranks on her and everything imaginable. So, her and Mr. Hitachiin moved away to America where she grew up on a farm. Yoru is fluent in Japanese and English. After 10 years, her father goes bankrupt and Yoru has no choice but to move back to Japan with her mom and brothers. But is Yoru still the same little girl that the twins remember and hate? Warning!! Story contains self harm/depression/suicidal tendencies, viewer discretion is advised. Disclaimer : I don't own OHSHC, I only own my OC and plot!!

Acting. Such a simple yet colossal action. Why should (Y/N) let them know the truth? To let them know who she really is? When showing them a perfect version of herself is so much easier. (Y/N) is just your average shy girl. The sister of Haruhi Fujioka who travelled to Scotland for her degree in art. When she returned to her home land, she assumed that her life would be normal, safe. Without the presence of anyone but her older sister and father. Oh, how wrong she was. What she didn't know was that six boys would become her most beloved friends and open her up a little more each day.