Tocxy Flavor: Okay, so this is my first Fanfiction that hasn't ended up in File 13 and I hope that you enjoy it, however, criticism is always welcome.

Disclaimer: The only things I own are Asako, my laptop, and the 24 pack of Mountain Dew that gave me the energy to type until 5 in the morning.

"Kyouya!"

Tamaki bashed through the double doors of the Third Music Room in an excited flurry. The bespectacled vice-president in question was sitting in the corner of the room surrounded by stacks of notebooks and a calculator in hand. Rushing over to him, Tamaki was distracted from his mission by the sight of Kyouya looking frazzled and coping things into a new notebook.

"Whatcha doin', Kyouya?"

Sighing, the other boy brought his hand up to the bridge of his nose and, after removing his glasses, massaged his sinuses.

"I'm balancing our expenditures and client lists to determine why I came up 149¥ short."

Kyouya looked up and was met with the slack-mouthed face of the blond boy. Sighing Kyouya looked down again and continued to calculate.

"Stuff. What about you?"

Tamaki accepted this answer and continued with the reason that he was there on a Saturday afternoon.

"Have you heard that there is a new female student starting on Monday?"

Kyouya nodded his head not really paying attention to the flaky president.

"I was thinking we could invite her to become a client. What do you think?"

"Mmhmm…"

"Good because I had some ideas about a vacation we could take and maybe invite her to go along, from what I've heard she is very…"

The rest of Tamaki's soliloquy was lost to Kyouya as he checked and double-checked his calculations.

By Monday, Kyouya had completely forgotten the conversation on Saturday and was looking forward to chastising the members for the missing 149¥. However, as soon as he stepped into the Third Music Room all of his plans were ruined as the twins nearly knocked him over to use him as a hiding spot.

"Mother, Mother, make him stop!"

Cocking an eyebrow Kyouya spotted Mori and Hunny dressed in lederhosen and looking very miserable.

"Kyouya! Thank God!"

Tamaki latched himself to the black haired boy, dressed in glittering gold lederhosen of his own.

"Kyouya, make them listen to me. They won't put them on!"

With a single look from Kyouya, the boys reluctantly snatched their matching green lederhosen from the ecstatic Tamaki.

"Now then, I've sent Haruhi to invite the new student here; everyone should be arriving soon then we can-Kyouya! Why aren't you dressed?"

"You haven't given me an outfit yet."

"Ah, yes…"

Going into the back room, he returned moments later with a black and lavender pair of lederhosen. Frowning, Kyouya took them and went to change into the hideous costume.

"So, you guys just hang out and hit on girls all day and call it a club?"

Haruhi sighed and looked at the girl beside her. She was about Haruhi's height, with black hair and blue tips, and large brown eyes that were now focused on Haruhi. What could she say? Technically, she was right.

"Well, not exactly, we provide companionship to women of means."

"Oh, so you guys hang out all day and hit on wealthy girls and call it a club, I see."

Tilting her head to the side Haruhi could not deny it and the rest of the trek to the music room was walked in silence. Opening the door for the girl, Haruhi was surprised by the sight of the boys dressed in lederhosen and holding plates of chocolate treats.

"Guten tag, what shall we call my fair Swiss flower?"

Tamaki rushed over, grabbed the girl's hand, and looked down at her with all the charm he could muster. His charisma earned him a large laughing fit from the girl as she bent over and gasped for breath. Holding her chest, the girl smiled and tried to regain her composure.

"Hello, you can call me Asako Shimizu, and I'm not Swiss."

Tamaki looked a bit down trodden until the girl gave him a reassuring smile.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Bowing to him, Asako paused and peered around the president's waist at Kyouya who was staring at her with a hard look on his smooth face.

"Ootori, it that you?"

Sighing, the boy walked over as Asako straitened and Tamaki looked quizzically from one to the other.

"Hello Shimizu."

The tenseness held in the air as the others gravitated to the two, all of them feeling the hostility between them.

"Umm, Shimizu-san, would you care for a sweet?"

One of the twins held out a plate in front of the girl's face, without looking away from the youngest Ootori boy, Asako shook her hand to indicate 'no'.

"Thank you; however, I don't eat sweets."

Looking hopelessly at the others, Tamaki's eyes fell on Hunny. Good no one can resist him, hopefully no one that is. Reaching up, Hunny tugged at the lace sleeve of the girl's uniform and looked at her as innocently as he possible could.

"Asa-chan, will you tell me a story? Pleeaaseee?"

Looking down the girl's face softened and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course I will, what would you like to hear?"

"Anything is fine! As long as you tell it."

Smiling she allowed her hand to be taken and directed towards a couch by Hunny with Mori in tow. However, as she left, she aimed one last comment at Kyouya.

"Lavender suits you, Ootori."

Glaring after her, Kyouya turned to Tamaki.

"You can't possibly plan on allowing her to become a client."

More Flavor: Alright so I'll try to put some more up as soon as I stock up on Mountain Dew. In the mean time, check out fan fictions by my best friend, Bubbles the All-Powerful, they're soooooooooo much better than mine, AND I make a couple of cameos. Go me! Until next time remember to Eat More Chicken, Save the Llamas, and Mutilate the Veggies!