A/N: Not entirely sure when this takes places in OHSHC. Please let me know how well I manage to do the characters. I would appreciate feedback, especially concerning who is slightly OOC.
And our favorite brothers? You'll see them soon...
"Oh Kaoru," whispered one of the Hitachiin twins, gently tickling his hand underneath his brother's chin like a ostrich feather. The other twin giggled uncontrollably.
"Hikaru, that tickles." Kaoru complained, then Hikaru started to tickle his sides. "No, no!"
"Relax," Hikaru murmured as he leaned in closer to Kaoru. "It's not as bad as the games we play when we are all alone, isn't it?"
"Your appointment has finished for Hikaru and Kaoru, ladies." The voice of the Shadow King, Kyoya Ootori, made Hikaru's and Kaoru's twin-cest cease...for the time being, anyways. Kyoya sighed. "You two seem to have outdone yourselves this time." The twins looked over to see that the girls were literally starting to melt. They climbed to their feet, Hikaru and Kaoru helping each other up symmetrically, and then bowed to their audience. The ladies seemed to pull themselves together and left, chatting non-stop about the twins' perform-romance. Kyoya pushed his glasses up, then jotted something down on a clipboard. "Expect more requests, you two. Your new act has really impressed the mademoiselles." Kyoya put down his pen and looked at his watched. Kyoya sighed again. "Time for me to check up on Tamaki and the others."
"We'll help!" the twins said in unison, knowing that their toys were waiting to be played with.
"I'm sleepy." Mitsukuni Haninozuka, usually known as simply 'Hunny', was the Lolita-type of the Host Club of Ouran Academy. He rubbed his big, chocolate eyes while Takashi Morinozuka, 'Mori', ruffled his dark blonde hair. Their guests fawned over him, until Kyoya told them to go away.
"Cake." One of the twins whispered, causing Hunny to turn his head. Surprisingly, he didn't see any cake or one of the twins in sight. He scratched his head, then grabbed Usa-chan.
"A dewdrop from a rose could not be as pure as you." Tamaki finished his appointment by kissing a girl on the forehead. The girl fainted, and her friends had to drag her away. The shifty twins crept towards Haruhi, but Tamaki was able to spot them just in time.
"STOP LURKING TOWARDS MY-" Kyoya clamped his hand around Tamaki's mouth, in the nick of time. Of course, Tamaki wouldn't want the school to know Haruhi was a girl. Heaven forbid that other boys could -would- look at his Haruhi, his daughter, in an un-fatherly way. But the twins...the twins were up to no good. (A/N: Since when were they?)
"Excuse me, ladies." Haruhi smiled, causing a stirring feeling inside Tamaki's heart. "But the Host Club is closing for the day." The remaining guests left, and soon Music Room #3 was closed off to the general public.
The seven Host Club members were gathered in a meeting. The King had decided to talk his mouth off to the twins for the first half-hour, but then Kyoya decided to cut to the chase.
"Tamaki, the twins have set a growth in our profits with their 'tickling act'. I suppose you don't have any ideas for a theme? The club has been running rather dry on income, and our activities are becoming repetitive. Our guests are sure to become bored if we keep this up." Kyoya knew that was enough to shut Tamaki up and get him to focus on the matter at hand. Tamaki ran his fingers through his golden hair, brushing away sparkles.
"It is the job of the Host Club to keep young ladies at this prestigious high school to be entertained. If they are not entertained then that means that they are bored, which simply cannot come to pass!" Tamaki pointed at the twins. "According to Kyoya, you two are doing just fine." He pointed at Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai. "Both of you need to work on your technique. Haruhi..." Tamaki drew a sharp breath, then pulled out a magazine from seemingly nowhere. On the magazine were fancy lace dresses. "Could you put on one of these? Please?"
"No way, senpai." Haruhi shook her head. Kyoya adjusted his glasses.
"Might I suggest some sort of cosplay theme? If I'm not mistaken..." Kyoya laid out his entire plan for all of them to marvel at. He had done it again, saving the club in a financial dip. A smug smile played on his lips.
"Oh!" The echoing voice of Regne, the 'manager' of the Host Club, rang out from all directions. An elevating platform rose from the ground, and a girl with caramel-brown hair laughed in pleasure. "What new news is this? Why, it's simply the best idea the Host Club has come up with yet, especially for a otaku like myself! I've decided." Regne called out cheerfully. She bluntly pointed her finger at the Host Club. "In one week the Host Club will host-Ah! I'm just too excited! I'm on it, so don't you worry about a thing!" Regne's descended down with the platform, and the Host Club watched her, speechless, until she was out of sight.
"Well, I guess that settles it." One of the Hitachiin twins yawned. "Ball-"
"Or something like that." The other one finished for his brother.
"It's settled. We will reveal our new theme at the ball." Tamaki declared. "Kyoya, shady twins-"
"WE are not SHADY!" They yelled in unison.
"Spread the word. Hunny-sen..." Tamaki paused, noticing that Hunny-senpai was taking a nap. "Never mind. From now until the ball, the Host Club will be closed for the rest of the week in order to prepare!"
Kyoya sighed deeply. What an idiot.
Okay, alright. Tamaki is known for calling Haruhi his 'daughter' in public at school, but I've decided that maybe the other students at Ouran High do posses a strand of intelligence...somewhere.