The members of the Ouran Host Club could not stop their jaws from dropping and their eyes from widening at the 'girl' turned boy in front of them.

Tamaki Suoh spoke up first. "Oh. My. God. Rei, you have to be in the Host Club!"

Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachin grinned like Cheshire cats at the blushing 'girl' and raised their hands up like cameras. "We can see it now!" They exclaimed together. "Rei Hamasaki, the sexy type!"

Rei jumped and whipped his head to the twins, his eyes wide in alarm. "W-what?!"

"Please join the Host Club, Rei-chan! Takashi's clothes fit you so well!" Honey cheered, running up and twirling the poor 'girl' around in circles. Mori nodded.

Rei shook his head. "Wait, hold on! Host Club?!"

"It's true that our revenue will increase tremendously with the addition of a sexy type. We've already seen a large increase in profits with Haruhi joining as the natural type. A sexy type could balance out some of the cute and innocence of the club." Kyoya remarked, glancing through his black book and pushing up his glasses, completely ignoring the freaking out 'girl'.

Hikaru and Kaoru smirked deviously at that and pulled Rei in closely, playing with 'her' hair. "Or perhaps you could appeal to a male demographic." They breathed seductively into 'her' ears.

Goosebumps blossomed across Rei's skin and he pulled away with a shudder. "I'm not into guys!" He shouted on impulse, the line ingrained into his being from countless times being hit upon.

All noise ceased and every male host's head tilted at the 'shocking' discovery.

"Rei-chan's a lesbian?" Honey finally spoke up, confused curiosity lacing his voice.

"Well, she is from Lobelia." The twins murmured in unison, looking at each other then shrugging their shoulders.

"Well, uh, I mean it does make things simpler for you if you do become a host..." Tamaki muttered, his eyebrows still furrowed in confusion, trying to figure out what just happened.

Haruhi could only roll her eyes as Kyoya hummed, writing this newfound information into his book.

"Guys, this is ridiculous. She doesn't have a debt so she doesn't have to join." The commoner stated.

"On the contrary, Haruhi, that uniform cost quite a bit." Kyoya hummed. "And if we're going to stock up on a few larger dresses, as Tamaki said, then I'm afraid Miss Rei will have to cover the cost somehow."

Rei shook his head again. "Wait, first of all the uniform is not my fault, and secondly, even if I decided to join your club, I go to a completely different school. How would I be able to be a part?"

Kyoya smirked. "I've already changed your last class of the day to a free period. That will give you time to come here, change into your outfit for the day, and rehearse before the club starts after school."

Rei stared at him in confusion. "Wait, how-?!"

A loud ringing cut the poor boy off and his eyes darted to the clock on the wall.

"Has it been an hour already?" He breathed, eyes wide. He couldn't be late back from lunch on his first day!

"Actually, it's been an hour and a half." Kyoya said with a smirk. "Lobelia's lunch period ended thirty minutes ago. We get extra time here at Ouran."

Rei's eyes widened even further and with a few short bows and rushed 'thank you's he dashed out of the third music room, out of Ouran, and towards Lobelia Girls' Academy.

By the time he reached the school's front gardens he was well over an hour late.

With a groan Rei collapsed to the ground in front of the school. He knew he shouldn't have sprinted the whole way there. His lungs were constricting painfully in his chest and he could barely get any air through his throat. His vision was spotting and blackening along the edges and his head felt light as a feather.

He hardly had the sense to remember that his inhaler was stuffed into the recesses of his bag.

With numbing fingers he tried to open the zipper and get it, but it was no use. His fingers just kept fumbling around the zipper.

With tunneled vision, Rei fell back onto the stone walkway, his hair fanning around him and fear gripping his heart as he felt his conciousness slowly slip away along with the last of the oxygen in his lungs.

And then, quite suddenly, he was upright, and he could feel the cold hard plastic between his lips.

"Breathe, Hamasaki-san." He barely heard a deep female voice command  as the medicine was administered.

The inhaler was puffed three times before he was able to cough and take in a few rasping, much needed breaths.

Rei's throat burned and he could taste the medicine still on his tongue as his vision cleared.

"Hinako, water." It was the tall boyish girl from the theater room earlier that was barking out orders, Rei saw, and the other two that were there were with her.

The shortest girl, the one with chin length brown hair, nodded and ran out if Rei's vision, only to return with a bottle of water.

The leader of the... Zuka Club, was it?, pulled Rei even higher and held the water bottle up to his lips until he could drink on his own.

"Chizuru, please call Hamasaki-san's teachers and tell them that she will be out for the rest of the day." The leader ordered.

The long haired blonde girl nodded this time, "Of course, Benio-sama," and pulled out a cellphone before walking away from the group.

Benio once more filled Rei's vision, a concerned frown on her face.

"Are you alright, Hamasaki-san?"

After a moment Rei nodded and gingerly rubbed his chest, sitting up on his own.

"Yes... Thank you, Benio-san, was it? I'm not sure what I would have done without you. Again, thank you."

Benio smirked and flourished a hand by her head. "But of course! The hero is always there in the nick of time to rescue the fair maiden! Even if she is dressed like a male!"

Rei's eyes widened and he glanced down, only just remembering he was still wearing Takashi Morinozuka's uniform.