Hey! So it's a new story! I know I probably shouldn't start a new one, what with all my stories going on right now, but whatever! Who said I was smart? He he.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or Naruto.

"Welcome to the Host Club!"

"Hikaru, Kaoru, did you hear about the new student?"

Haruhi Fujioka sat in-between the Hitachiin brothers. Both heads swiveled to look at her.

"New student Haru-chan?"

She nodded. She knew the new student, but they didn't need to know that yet. She wanted to make sure that they spread the word. The brothers leaned towards different desks and started murmuring things to the nearby students.

Haruhi smiled.

The teacher was in the middle of another boring lecture when a firm knock was heard on the door. In walked an office clerk. The teacher nodded and smiled. She stood next to the door, hovering. The clerk stepped closer to her, murmuring quietly. The teacher nodded. The clerk disappeared out the door. The teacher turned to her class.

"Students, quite please."

The students quieted obediently, their chatter stopping quickly. The teacher nodded gratefully.

"We have a new student today."

In the back of the room, the Hitachiin brothers whispered to the guy sitting next to them, "Told ya so."

Everyone's attention turned to the door. It was beginning to open slowly. In walked a girl, her head held high. Her eyes were a startling emerald, and they looked bottomless in a bad way. She had stunning black and pink hair.

"Please make her welcome."

Turning to the girl, who had been staring at the back of the room, she cleared her throat.

"Why don't you introduce yourself to the class dear? Then they can ask you some questions."

The girl nodded. She turned to the class and began to address them. Everyone tensed, waiting to see what she would say.

I knew what the teacher was suggesting was a demand, I turned to the class. Deciding to stun them, I began in perfect Japanese.

"I'm Sakura Haruno. I'm 14. I skipped a grade. I've moved from the southernmost part of Japan."

Everyone just sorta looked at me for a moment. While they studied me, I thought to myself. I hadn't really just moved from the southernmost part of Japan. That was where I was born. I actually just came back from three months in an all girls boarding school in Alaska. My family was screwed up and my father had really wanted to get rid of me.

The whole class finally blinked. I giggled to myself. They were all so silly. A bunch of really baka people if you wanted to know the truth. The class all raised their hands. The teacher choose one.

"Yes Karin? What is your question?"

The girl, Karin, popped her gum loudly.

"Are you mentally unstable or did you just lose a bet with your hairdresser?"

I blinked and focused on not strangling the red haired bitch. We're not going to strangle her. We're going to murder her and hide the remains in her school desk!

Shut it inner! We don't need trouble!

"No, my hair is naturally pink. I just streaked it with black. Did you lose a bet with your hairdresser?"

I smiled fakely. I was a natural born actress after all. Plus I had tons of experience. Karin stuttered, but didn't say anything. She settled on popping her gum again. The teacher nodded to another hand.

"Are your eyes," started one voice, "naturally that color?" finished another.

Glancing at the back of the room, I saw two brothers. The Hitachiin brothers.

The Hitachiin brothers. How surprising!

Your right. Look who else is there.

Haruhi, hm?

"Yes my eyes are naturally this color."

The teacher choose this time to intervene. She clapped her hands together once.

"Enough questions. Why don't you take one of the empty seats in the back row?"

I walked down the row. I choose the seat next to the window. It was also the seat next to Hikaru, one of the Hitachiin brothers. I was just copying the notes when a piece of paper flew onto my notebook. I opened it.

So, what do you do for fun?

I sighed. It was going to be an extremely long day.

-During Lunch-

I sighed. For what felt like the millionth time today. Lunch had just begun and I already had a headache from all the noise. I looked around the bustling cafeteria. Then I looked down at my food in distaste.

Let's look for a quite place to draw.

Cha! We could go to the 3rd music room.

I nodded to myself. I stood up and walked out of the room, throwing my trash out on the way. I hardly noticed the invisible bubble around me. People parted for me and I walked through the crowed cafeteria effortlessly. I headed up the stairs. Apparently, they never ended. Whatever.

There it is! The 3rd music room.

Thank god! My feet are killing me! I felt like I was walking forever.

You were walking? You? I was walking!

Cha! We are technically the same person!

True.

I pushed open the door. A grand piano was next to a large window. I shut the door and hurried over to the windows. I looked out. I saw the middle of the courtyard. The fountain looked even bigger from up here. Groups of students walked around and mingled with each other. I pulled the curtains closed. Then I turned back to the piano.

What to play, what to play.

Why not play Bella's lullaby? We have to work on it before we record it anyway.

Nodding to myself, I sat down on the bench. It was red velvet. Very classy. I pulled out my notebook and grabbed my sheet music. I set up the music. Preparing to play….than Inner interrupted.

You know that's your guitar music right?

'Course I…okay no. I didn't know.

CHA! I was right again! XD

I rolled my eyes mentally and grabbed my other sheet music. I grabbed a black ribbon out of my bag and tied my hair into a quick braid.

Sloppy, but it will have to do.

I settled my hands on the keys. I tapped out the first few notes, and then began to play. I hummed along with the tune. I got lost in the music. Time seemed to stop flowing as the music swirled around me. Inside my theatrical mind, Inner was dancing with an invisible partner.

The music swirled on. It caressed my skin like a gentle wave. It flowed thru my hair and danced around the room. My head swarmed with the tune. I lingered on the last few notes, not ready for the magic to be done. I sat there with my hands folded in my lap, soaking in every last bite of the magic I could before it faded away. I turned to hear clapping.

"That was quite the master piece. Hello dear, I'm Tamaki Suoh!"

I didn't even look up. I stood up, untied my hair and grabbed my books as fast as I could. Then I hurried out of the room, pushing past another boy who stood in the doorway.

"Wait! You forgot your music!"

Tamaki continued to look out the door. His head leaned further out as he lost sight of the pink and black haired girl.

"Uh, Boss? I don't think she's coming back."

Tamaki turned on his heel and sighed. He snapped the notebook shut.

"Right then. Let us prepare for this afternoon's club."

I heard Tamaki calling after me. I couldn't go back though. I was trying to stay semi invisible at this school. Maybe he'll leave it there and I can pick it up before I go home.

Che, like that would happen. Hey, where's our notebook?

I thought I had it…..

Shit! You left it there with your music! You have to go back!

No! I don't. Besides, it's not like anyone else will be able to understand. It's just poetry and art.

What about the page long confession you wrote last night?

Oh…crap!

Uh, ya! Crap is right. Turn around and get it!

No! We'll worry about this later. Besides, it was Tamaki right? He won't read that far into it by the end of these two periods.

You better hope so. Actually, you should pray so.

I mentally nodded. I turned the corner and walked into my room. The bell wouldn't ring for another 5 minutes, but that's okay. I sat in the back next to the window and pulled out my text book.

So, how do you think you'll get it back. Mori and Honey will be there when you go.

I know. But I'll walk in, grab the notebook off whatever table they put it on, then walk out.

So, basically you're going to run in, search frantically until you find it, then run like hell out of there?

Yep. That's the plan.

Inner sighed and shook her head. She walked into a closet that suddenly appeared in my mind. I shrugged and looked to the doorway as the bell rang. I watched as students walked in. They all ignored me. Then, Haruhi and the Twins walked in. I sighed again.

It's gonna be a long day.

END OF THE DAY

Sakura walked down the hallway quickly. Her steps were small and graceful. To anyone who glimpsed at her, it appeared she was floating on air. She reached the third music room and stopped outside the door. She took a deep breath and pushed the doors open.

"Welcome to the Host Club!"

The words seemed to pop out of nowhere. Sakura looked around for someone who wasn't busy. She walked around, taking in all the girls squealing and giggling. She smirked. Then she looked at all the guys, or hosts. Whatever you want to call them.

I looked to the back of the room. I saw a boy with blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes kissing the hand of one of the prettiest girls in the room.

*Click*

Tamaki Suoh. Age 17. Born on April 8. Son of the head of the school. Only heir to the Suoh business and fortune. Also technically an illegal child due to his father having him with a French woman while married. He is the prince type.

My eyes continued to look around. I saw two red heads with topaz colored eyes.

*Click*

Kaoru and Hikaru Hitachiin. Age 16. Born on June 9. They are considered the little devil type. They also have moments of forbidden brotherly love, which attracts girls to them like bees to honey. It's almost impossible to tell them apart. There mother is a fashion genius.

Moving on, my mind snapped again. Taking a picture to add to my vast collection.

*Click*

Haruhi Fujioka. Age 15. Born on February 4th. She's a girl dressed as a guy to pay back the Host Club. Brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. She is at Ouran High School on a scholarship. She is the natural type.

*Click*

Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka. Also known as Hunny and Mori. Hunny has golden hair and light brown eyes. He's 17. His birthday is February 29th. He is known as the cute type. Mori has black hair and black eyes. He's 18. He was born on May 5th. He is the strong, silent type or the wild type if you prefer. Both of them are karate geniuses.

*Click*

Kyoya Ootori. Age 17. Born on November 22nd. He has black hair and violet eyes. He is the cool type. His best friend is Tamaki. He is supposedly a prodigy. His father owns a medical business and a private police force. He is referred to as Mommy by Tamaki and in return calls Tamaki Daddy.

My mind shifted through all the data in less than a minute. Then I headed to the back corner of the room, were Kyoya was sitting. He was typing on his laptop again. I sat across from him.

"Hello."

He stopped typing long enough to look at me. Jerk. Can't even look at me while we talk.

"Hello. If you're here about your book, you'll have to talk to Tamaki. He has taken quite a liking to it."

He continued to type, stopping only to push up his glasses. They flashed as they caught the light. I frowned.

How much worse could this get?

Way worse.

Thanks for your vote of confidence Inner!

Any time doll.

I watched Tamaki out of the corner of my eye. As the host club members headed to the changing rooms, Tamaki showed the last of the guests out. With a final flourish of his hand, he closed the door. He turned and walked toward us.

"Hello my dear. How may I help you?"

He leaned against the table with on hand. He smiled at me, and I almost felt like smacking him.

Why not?

I decided to ignore Inner. I frowned at Tamaki.

"I want my notebook back please."

He nodded slowly, as if that was what he suspected I wanted. He walked a little ways off, grabbing it off the table he was previously sitting at. He came back. I looked to Kyoya, and saw that he had relocated.

Tamaki took a seat across from me. Fixing me with a serious look, he put the notebook on the table.

"You can have it back when you agree to play for the Host Club once a week and at all major events."

I stared at him, slightly dumfounded.

Did you hear that Inner? That ass thinks he can order us around!

I thought I was the violent and crude one?

*Sigh* You are.

Just agree to it. You'll probably get kicked out in a month anyway.

True.

"Fine."

Tamaki grinned like the Cheshire cat. He handed me my notebook.

"Don't forget to bring your music tomorrow."

I nodded and got up. Gathering all my notebooks, I walked out of the room.

I hate Mondays.

Haruhi stared at the door.

"Who just left Tamaki?"

Tamaki and Kyoya shared a look.

"Mommy, she said yes."

Kyoya smirked at Tamaki.

"Good to know Daddy."

Haruhi looked at the twins and they shrugged. Whatever they were up to, it was a secret.

Hey! So how did you like my first chapter? You'll understand why it's a Naruto and Ouran High School crossover in the later chapters.

Reviews please! Flamers welcome!

~!Snow!~