I was doing another, and it was going so slow… I decided to try writing two at once so I can do realistic when I wanted to and obnoxious when I wanted to. This one is obnoxious. X3

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I don't own the oh so loveable Host Club, but if you're willing to give them to me I'd be the happiest woman alive! (Yes, happier than those recently engaged…)

+Chapter one+

Welcome to the S.S. Suou

"Ahh… A cruise. The most romantic of settings as the sun regresses back into the unknown depths of whence it came, orange and pink across the horizon with the gentle paced water, only to levitate on the opposite side and bring the contrary joy of sunrise to others from far away… Only a true lover at heart can feel the beauty of a pleasure cruise without the buffet or gentle rocking to put you to sleep. It's so beautiful, an exquisite dream where the prince and princess can hold each other and never let go, never have to let go, and fall in love. Dreams come true, urban life is left behind, and lovely lady majesty has put herself right before our eyes… Why, a wise man once said--"

"Will you cut it out, dono-sama?"

It was the middle of summer, July 12th, and Suou Tamaki had taken six very lucky and special people on a pleasure cruise on the S.S. Suou. The six people consisted of marvelously talented teenagers. Each special in their own way and loved for various reasons, primarily their exterior beauty.

One, a businessman to the core, Ootori Kyouya, and the best friend of Tamaki. He was dubbed the 'Shadow King' of the group, and did have a certain gleam in his eye that could scare even the bravest. His intentions were often gentle, although he appeared to be sadistic. Very admirable and blessed with financial knowledge, he sat in a lounge chair on the deck, a pineapple laptop on his thighs as he typed away to obtain success.

Another, the eldest of the seven, intellectual and strong. Mitsukini Haniozuka, sweets and cakes were his greatest love. Martial arts and hidden generous efforts, he contained more kindness than his small 4"10 body could contain. He went by the name "Hunny" and waded in the deck's pool with an inflatable tube around him, laughing gaily and playing.

The closest to Hunny, strongest and supportive, was Takashi Morinozuka. He never left the side of the small man and took care of him as he did for the rest of his friends. Despite his lack in speech, "Mori", as he's commonly called, never had a cruel or sadistic intention, possibly in his life. He stood high, chin up in bold gestures alongside Hunny in the pool. Laughter's absence was normal to Mori, for in reality, he was joyous.

A duo of mischievous, yet independent and noble twins were the second to youngest on the team of mostly handsome, honorable men. One, the elder brother, was the most outspoken. The younger was the most mature. Fun-loving and nurturing, Hitachiin Hikaru and Hitachiin Kaoru were an undefeatable team and completely inseparable, never able to bear losing their recent of friends or indefinitely each other. A true definition of teamwork and love. They stood near Tamaki, piling their plates from the buffet and 'admiring' the fruit sculptures.

"Man… Who wastes time on such stupid looking thing?" Kaoru sighed.

"I'd rather eat the food, not look at it." Hikaru continued.

"I'd never take pride in wasting anything edible.. Not that I really care for fruit."

"Hear hear."

The two each had separate plates, each holding almost identical meals. Bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs, sushi, melons, garlic bread, spaghetti, and more than half of the plate was covered in hot spicy buffalo wings.

"Nonsense, you two! The fruit is there to symbolize beauty in all things, living or no longer! Why, even you two have some hidden beauty somewhere!"

Tamaki mocked them. He was practically swooning over his own thoughts, red in the face with closed eyes and worried brows. He swung side to side, letting out hums and hand gestures galore.

"What do you know? You're just dono-sama." Hikaru ignored the small insult he had just received from his lord.

"Nothing you say is really that effective, dono." Kaoru sighed. The two skipped over the caviar and took seats at the opposite table as Kyouya.

"Ah, that's where you're wrong, my humble servants," Tamaki continued, completely absorbed in his own ego and in an awe-inspiring mood. His magenta eyes opened and sparkled with his teeth and hair, lucky no fan girls, or guys for that matter, had crept on board. It was the second day on the water, and a good 9 a.m.

"What I say is poetic and inspiring. Everything you say is dull and stupid, making no sense more than half the time. That's why I, Prince Tamaki, have taken you under my wing."

Kyouya couldn't help but udder a small chuckle. Tamaki had been right about the delicious mood spreading about, literally as if love was in the air. Still, he was taking it too far.

"You know, you just described yourself there, papa-san." He chortled, letting Tamaki believe what he wanted to but making a statement at the same time.

"Of course I did!" Tamaki laughed to his friend, more of a happy smile than seductive this time. "Thank you for noticing… and agreeing, mama-san!"

Hikaru and Kaoru snickered as Hunny giggled and Mori nodded.

"No problem." Kyouya sighed with a smile, shifting his glasses and resuming his business. A little fun was good here and there, but what mattered most was his work. After all, he wouldn't know these fools in the long run.

Well, after he buys them all out.

"Ano… What's this commotion? Did somebody fall overboard or something?"

And the last but not least of the blessed six was Fujioka Haruhi, the most independent of all, and the only one that didn't have a noble, rich lineage to be proud of. Despite her mother's death and father's love of the okama lifestyle, Haruhi was very opinionated and laid back, remembering what was the right thing to do over the most convenient and sticking to her ethics and values. Toy of the twins, daughter of Tamaki, and friend to the others, Haruhi had joined them purely by fault, but after a short while they had grown accustomed to each other. Her liking of the group was confusing and they held very little in common, but they were as family to her, and there was potential of something more.

The seven young adults had been joined by one simple idea that had evolved into something more, created to delight any woman that desired romantic talking-tos. They formed the Ouran High School Host Club.

Now she stood at the steps leading to the deck, rubbing her large autumn eyes with her hands in fatigue. She had awaken and the noise of Hikaru and Kaoru's whining, Tamaki's arrogance, and Hunny's high pitched giggling was what kept her from going back to sleep.

"Haruhi!" Chimed the twins, Kaoru and Hikaru. They threw their hands in the hair, mouths full, and a chicken wing in one hand each. There was hot sauce smeared along their mouths. It was sloppy food, after all.

"Ha-Haruhi!" Tamaki's eyes lit up, and he did a twirl in place before hugging Haruhi with all his might.

"Sempai… I get the point, please let me go, it's… difficult to breathe!" Was her only reply as the boy giggled in a high pitched voice, ranting about how cute she looked in her pink nightgown.

Letting the girl go, Tamaki smiled. Pulling a captain's hat from thin air, he positioned it on his head in an almost heroic manner over his soft, silky, radiant, and more fitting to Hunny's name hair.

"How do I look, Haruhi?" He asked, eyes still closed with a flattering smile. He faced an opposite direction, and his hands were still planted on the back and brim of the hat.

After quick surveying of his upper torso and up, Haruhi placed a finger to her lower lip and tilted her head to the right. She had come to a conclusion.

"…The same."

As Tamaki's face went to a gonk, white skin and the desire to say "MAH," Hikaru and Kaoru laughed their hearts away.

"Nice one, Haruhi!" They laughed, cleaned up and on to their melon. The chicken was gone fast. It took seconds for them to take a break from breakfast and place folded arms over her shoulders.

"And may we say," Hikaru began.

"You look adorable in your nightwear." Kaoru finished.

After she completed a groan, they continued.

"You should wear it more often,"

"And your bed hair is cute, too."

"Cut it out." Haruhi sighed, pushing Kaoru and Hikaru's elbows off of her shoulders. Heaving a sigh, she raised her arm, tilted her head, and began to scratch her itchy scalp from the unbrushed hair that matched her eyes almost perfectly.

"Haru-chan kawaii!" Hunny exclaimed, thrashing about in the crystal clear water. The sky above made it blue, traces of white dancing across ever so slowly from the little amounts of clouds. They looked like the heavens that they were supposed to contain to Haruhi, and it caused her to loathe a little. They had so much in their pockets, she had just enough with her father working so much to spend on the important things.

Still, it was nice for her to have friends that she could go to for such pampering.

The thing was, she could barely care less.

She enjoyed working. It was time consuming and rewarding. She could always focus. Perhaps that was her greatest difference with the Hosts, aside from Mori. He seemed the least spoiled.

She liked him a lot.

"Thanks, Hunny-sempai… But I don't really think so." She laughed, a bit flattered. Hunny and Mori seemed the least annoying, Kyouya being around the middle since he was always threatening her with money, the last thing she needed, and Tamaki with the twins on the brim of bearable.

"Nonsense!" Tamaki roared, taking the words straight from the twins' throats.

Shutting their mouths as they heard the words about to be spoken by one another from Tamaki's own vocal box. It was annoying, but they let it slide with the exchange of irritated glances. Hikaru's however, was more angry than Kaoru's.

Kaoru barely minded.

"No… Not nonsense." Haruhi sighed. "I'm going to go get dressed and brush my hair."

Then came the delectable smile that she was revered for by the team. Tamaki's eyes mutated into hearts the brightest shade of pink, hands clasped together in veneration. Hikaru and Kaoru were ready to squeal, but instead came on either side of the endearing girl, dragging her from behind down the steps and back to her room on the S.S. Suou.

"We'll help, Haruhi!" Kaoru cooed.

"Some makeup wouldn't hurt, would it?" Hikaru suggested.

Each of their faces held beaming grins that showed the euphoric emotion of fun and exuberance. Haruhi was incensed, but all in all, she knew that she would end up glad she took Tamaki's invitation to go on a cruise. After all, it was for Hunny and Mori's graduation coming up soon. How could she deprive them of a decent goodbye?

Unfortunately, her not going would have saved her white hairs galore.

The merriment shared by each of the club members was soon to depart.

Of course,

Tamaki's ignorance had finally gotten them into unfathomable trouble now. His nuisance was soon to become more than just 'annoying'.

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A/N

Haha, so the Host Club so far sees nothing wrong with their cruise so far, but with help from Tamaki, the twins, and surprisingly Hunny, it's all about to go downhill.

Next chapter:

Crash! Dono made a big mistake

And reviews are much appreciated.. First fic ever posted up, y'all! 0 Thaanks