The host club wasn't necessarily opened to customers that day, but, as always, the sound of the door opening sent the seven of them scurrying into position. Tamaki sat down in the center of their formation as always, and waited to see if it was one of his princesses at the door or just some poor lost soul, possibly in desperate need of help.

The door opened about half way, and a girl looked inside the room. She was dressed in the Ouran girl's uniform. She was beautiful; long ebony curls flowing down her back, her skin a dark olive tone, and bright green eyes. She wasn't exactly tall, but more of an average height. None of that is what stalled the host club; most of their customers were beautiful. No, what stalled them was that the princess in front of them had a delicate white mask around her emerald eyes. Not surprisingly, Tamaki was the first to snap out of his shocked reverie. He hopped up and walked over to the young lady. He reaches her, and gestures for her to come farther in. She complied and stepped inside, a shy smile on her lips.

Tamaki walked up to her and reached up to remove her mask. "Hello princess. How may the host club serve you?" He asked sweetly, his blue-violet eyes shining brightly.

The girl's grin grew to a mischievous level, "Please don't call me princess," she told him a bit harshly, reaching her hand up to deflect the princely figure's hands that were only a few inches from her mask. "Don't touch me either," she continued in that same tone.

Kyouya watched as Tamaki retreats to his corner of woe, then used the silence created by the King's moping to introduce all of the hosts to the young lady. "Hello miss, I'm Ootori Kyouya, vice president of the Ouran High School Host Club. That idiot that you just sent to the corner is our president, Suoh Tamaki. These are the Hitachiin brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru," The red headed twins grinned in perfect time with each other, and began to head towards the new girl, only to have their pant legs grabbed by the short brunette boy sitting on the floor. The twins tripped and grabbed onto each other to steady themselves, then, still in sync, turned and stuck their tongues out at the boy.

"That would be Fujioka Haruhi," Kyouya continued, not distracted in the least by the club members acting out like that. "Finally, our eldest members; Morinozuka Takashi and Haninozuka Mitsukuni," he informed their guest, pointing to the extremely tall, dark haired young man, then the extremely short blonde boy.

"Hi there!" the short little boy said joyfully, a huge grin on his face. The girl smiled back, but wasn't paying much attention; she was looking around the room, examining it carefully.

"Now, what would your name be Miss…?" Kyouya asked the girl, bringing her back to the real world.

"I am Chinakome Hinara, and it is a pleasure to meet you Ootori-san, and the rest of you too." She glanced over at Tamaki, who was still in the corner. She sighed, "I have enough of that to deal with with my little sister, come out of the corner and act your age Suoh-san," she orders him gently. He looked up at her after a moment. The look on her face that reminded him of a mother reprimanding a child caused him to get up and join the group again. "Thank you." Hinara told him once he was standing by Kyouya.

Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other for a moment and then begin to circle the strange girl. "So, why do you-"

"-wear that mask?" The two asked her suspiciously. Hinara simply grinned.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I must go now, but I'm sure I will see you again soon enough, have a wonderful day gentlemen." She said before she turned and walked out the door, not bothering to look back.

The host club members just stared after her puzzled. Kyouya was jotting things down in his notbook at a rapid pace the whole time. Eventually Haruhi turned to look at Kyouya. "So… Who exactly was that, Kyouya-senpai?"

Kyouya looked up at her, then the other hosts who were looking at him expectantly. He smiled a bit. "I have no idea."

Mori walked back to the corner of the music room, leaving Mitsukuni to entertain their guests alone for a few moments while he got more cake for the small boy. He turns behind the curtain, only to find a girl sitting on the counter. Although no one would have been able to tell except for possibly Honey, he was slightly startled by the girl. He wasn't expecting her to be there, and he was hardly ever surprised.

She was an odd girl to say the least. She was clothed in Ouran High School's male uniform rather than the girl's, which was odd enough considering surely she wasn't trying to be a boy, her gorgeous strawberry blonde hair was too long for that. But then there was her face. She had dark blue, sparkling eyes, and a mask, that probably covered up a lot of freckles, but a few could be seen on the right side of her face, where the mask didn't cover. This mask covered half the face and was black instead of white, quite a bit different from the other girl's. She was much shorter than the other girl too, probably just a bit taller than Honey.

Mori stood right where he was and just looked at the girl. He wasn't necessarily staring at her, but that didn't mean it failed to unnerve most people. The next weird thing about this girl was that she seemed to be immune to this intense gaze of his. In fact, she hopped off the counter and rushed over to him instead. "Hi there! You must Morinozuka-Senpai! I've been waiting for someone to come back here… I didn't want to disturb you guys during host club hours, but I just couldn't wait to meet you any longer!" She proceeded to tell him excitedly, using hand wild hand motions.

"Takashi?" Honey poked his head around the curtain.

"You're Haninozuka-Senpai!" The girl squealed, pointing. The boy nodded and walked over to where we he was standing by Takashi. "You are just adorable as my big sister said! Awwww!"

The short boy looked at the girl, his big brown eyes filled with bewilderment, but he smiled happily all the same. "You're funny! Who is your sister? Who are you?" He asked the girl with a big grin.

She smiled back. "My sister is Chinakome Hinara; you met her a few days ago! I'm Chinakome Sanzo, pleased to finally meet you."

Honey smiled and jumped into a big hug with the girl. "You're so cute San-Chan!" Honey said with a giggle. Sanzo smiled at her new nickname. "Come on Takashi, grab some more cake and let's go back out there before Kyo-Chan comes to find us!" With that the two left Sanzo right where they had found her. She jumped back on the counter to wait for the activities to be over.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too much longer before she met her next host. Kyouya walked back behind the curtain. He didn't notice the girl at first because he was busy writing in the little black notebook he was carrying. He really wished he had looked up to begin with…

"You're Ootori-Senpai! If you don't mind, I have a few questions to ask you! Why do you not wear contacts instead of your glasses? What are you writing in that book? Uh, why are you staring like that?" Sanzo shifted uncomfortably under Kyouya's stare.

Kyouya sighed. "I am indeed Ootori Kyouya, I wear glasses because I prefer them over contacts, and what I write in my notebook is none of your business. Now, is there any chance that you are the little sister of Chinakome Hinara?" Kyouya asked the girl, not revealing any signs that he was surprised to find the girl back here, or the fact that she was obviously on a major caffeine rush; probably due to large amounts of coffee he assumed she had.

"I am! How did you know!?! It's because we look so much alike, right? My name is Chinakome Sanzo." The girl said with a big grin on her face.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Chinakome-San." Kyouya replied with a sweeping bow, ignoring the question. The mask had been just about all he had to go on to make that guess, the two girls looked nothing alike. "May I ask why you are here?"

Sanzo grinned. "Oh, I wanted to meet you all! Are all of your appointments over?"

Kyouya nodded. "The girls just left, if you would like to come see everyone else I'm sure it would be fine with our president."

"Oh, you mean Suoh-San? I heard that he calls all girls princesses… I hope he calls me a princess!" Kyouya's glasses conveniently glare, hiding the smile in his eyes. He walked back out to the rest of the host club, Sanzo tagging along behind.

"Tamaki, everyone, this is Chinakome Sanzo, sister of our last mystery guest; Chinakome Hinara. Chinakome-San, this is our king; Suoh Tamaki." Kyouya told the blonde boy. The host club looks up to see the strange girl in the mask and boy's uniform following Kyouya.

"Hello Princess Chinakome, it is a pleasure to meet you." Tamaki said, reaching for her hand as he kneeled in front of her. She pulled it out of his reach. "Oh, Chinakome-san… Do you not want me to call you princess or touch you like your sister?" Tamaki asked, slightly disappointed.

Sanzo giggled. "No, I'm fine with both of those; I was just messing with you Suoh-San! Don't mind my sister though, she just enjoys being difficult!" She addresses the last part to the whole host club.

Tamaki's eyes got really big, and he stared off into space, shocked into silence that the cute little girl was already playing jokes on him. The twins, on the other hand, seemed to find so amusing that they were practically crying with laughter.

"San-Chan!" Honey yelled, jumping into Sanzo's arms, spinning her around.

She laughed. "Honey-Senpai! Oh, it is okay if I call you that, right?" Honey nods excitedly. She puts him down and looked back at Tamaki shyly. "Suoh-san? Since you are the King, and I'm a princess… Does that mean you're my daddy?" She asked, her bright blue eyes getting really big.

"You're so adorable! Of course I'll be your daddy! You can call me Daddy or Tamaki-Chan, whichever you would like darling!" Tamaki squealed with glee.

"Okay Daddy! I have to go now! I'll see you soon!" With that the strange girl skipped out the door, a huge grin on her face.

"We have a new daughter Mommy..." Tamaki said with a sigh, staring after her.