Author's Note:

I am really sorry to those who have viewed my first story. It was not meant to be like that. I think the file had corrupted. I had one whole chapter completed but for some reason it didn't post. Again I'm very sorry for those who saw that "amazing" story. I have now come to dislike the letter "r". Hopefully this story posts, and doesn't have the letter "w" or something like that. I hope you enjoy this next story.

Tamaki clapped his hands twice, gathering the attention of the six other hosts.

"Gentlemen, the theme of today's welcome is…" Tamaki's voice began to fade. Kyoya glanced at him through wire-rimmed glasses.

"You don't know, do you?" Only it was more a statement than a question. Tamaki glared at him, but Kyoya didn't look up from his notebook. Seeing that that didn't work, Tamaki tried a different approach.

"Being the host club's most elite member," He began. "I don't have the time to decide little things like our theme. I am beautiful all the same."

"Beautifully annoying," Haruhi grumbled at him. "And our theme is too important!" She stated.

"That is quite true," Kyoya agreed but by then, Tamaki had moved on to less important matters.

"Haruhi! You're so cute when you're mad!" Tamaki rushed over and scooped her up in a big bear hug.

"Let…..go…..of…...me." Having to learn to cope with these things had been hard enough for Haruhi, and being a "commoner" as Tamaki put it had made it even harder.

Managing to slip out of his grip, Haruhi took in a breath to speak but was almost immediately interrupted by Kyoya, who had amazingly switched from notebook to computer in record time without being noticed.

"If we don't get a theme soon, our guests will start wondering if our host club has been forcefully shut down by the school."

"We're going to shut down the host club?!" Honey-senpai exclaimed, nearly spitting out the cake he was eating. His eyes suddenly filled with tears. "We can't shut down the host club!"

"No." Mori-senpai said quietly. "We aren't going to." Then he gave Tamaki such a dirty glare that the "most elite member" had to look away.

Gulping, Tamaki finally decided on a theme. "We," He said. "Are going to be from the Middle Ages. Knights to be exact."

"Yay!" Honey shouted with glee. "I want to rescue the princesses!"

"Yes, rescue the princesses," Mori-senpai agreed.

"Then it's settled," Tamaki clapped his hands once. "We will be the gallant knights that will rescue the beautiful princesses." Then his gaze scanned the room until he saw the twins. "Hikaru! Kaoru! I want you two to go out and buy some commoner instant coffee."

"Yes sir!" They said in unison. Then they saluted and rushed out the door.

"Good. Honey-senpai! Mori-senpia! Fetch the costumes from the theater club. They were put there for safe-keeping."

"Yes sir!"

"Haruhi! Kyoya! Umm….stay put! The costumes will be here in a few minutes!" Tamaki paused. "Aren't I forgetting someone? Hmmm. Who could that person be…."

"Yourself, maybe?" Haruhi said in a sarcastic wondering tone.

"Oh, that's right! Thank you, Haruhi!" Haruhi rolled her eyes.

"It's no big deal. Anyone could've told you." She replied. "It's not like I was the only one who noticed-" But she was cut off by Tamaki who clapped his hands again.

"Who noticed how handsomely clueless I am? What a nice thing to say!" With that he grabbed Haruhi into another big bear hug, but this time Haruhi didn't bother to try to escape his grip. Tamaki is such a big idiot!