A.N.: 'Kay, this is sort of an interactive story, but I need your guys' help. It can either be a Tama/Haru or a Kyou/Tama. No Tama/Kyou. Anywho, I'll also take ideas for the story to use. And, unfortunately, I don't own OHSHC. Enjoy!

Tamaki leafed through the school newspaper, skipping all of the boring news about who got the highest scores on what test, what they were having for lunch, and so on. He usually just skipped to the section about clubs, and it never surprised him when the Host Club was always brimming with new updates and even enjoyed the new popularity poll that some of the girls had put together. On this particular day, however, Tamaki was thoroughly shocked when he noticed the opening of a new club.

"Yaoi Club...?" he muttered, the rest of the members turning their heads toward him. "Mother, what is a yaoi club?"

It was like a child asking their parent where babies come from. Kyouya cleared his throat quietly, but still couldn't find the right words to form. He always had a good answer for everything, but this one was quite the toughie...

"Well, you know how the twins have an act...and it's like theirs only a bit more..." what was a word that Tamaki could comprehend but not make a big fuss over? "While Hikaru and Kaoru are playful and innocent, their club is more...aggressive...and it's something that we shouldn't deal with. Nothing of importance."

Tamaki nodded his head, hopefully letting this information sink in, and then he would subsequently drop the subject. "Aggressive, huh?" Kyouya nodded, sighing when the blond stopped to process all of this. "Does this mean that we have to work on the twins' act and make it more 'aggressive'?" Hikaru paled at this, but Kaoru blushed slightly. Tamaki went over different scenarios in his head.

"No, you see, we would have to...never mind..." Kyouya gave up. If Tamaki was this much an idiot as to not know what these terms meant, he was hopeless.

Tamaki was about to bring up something else about the new club, but the door opened gently. "Sorry, the Host Club's closed right now. We'll be ready in half an hour," Tamaki said, not looking up.

"I wasn't checking to see if you were opened, I was looking for someone," the person explained. It definitely wasn't a girl, but the voice wasn't too deep. In fact, the boy looked to be Host Club material. If only Tamaki could find a breakable vase...

"Oh, well, this is just the Ouran High School Host Club. If you need any help, my name's Tamaki Suoh. Say, I haven't seen you around here..."

The boy cleared his throat, his blue eyes shining. "The name's Daisuke. I'm from the new Yaoi Club that's just opened. I was sent to look for new members, and I think that I found my guy..."

"Sorry, but Haruhi is off limits. We've had to fight to long to keep her, she's staying with us. Have a nice day," Tamaki explained, going into protective father mode. This caused Daisuke to laugh lightly. Tamaki looked confused. Who wouldn't want Haruhi in their club? She's cute and she looks like a boy AND a girl!

"Actually, I was referring to you, Tamaki..."

Haruhi had never seen Tamaki so surprised. His face had a look of flattery, shock, and even disgust. Kyouya's face had the same emotions, save for flattery.

"M-me?" Tamaki stuttered, backing up lightly. He planned to stay straight, thank you very much.

"Him?" Kyouya asked in shock. "I'm sorry, but he's our king. We cannot let you have him for your club." He stayed firm in his decision, and he was even willing to turn down money if offered. Tamaki wasn't gay, Kyouya had deducted upon their first week of meeting each other, and if Tamaki had such a spazz attack over the Zuka Club, it just wasn't going to happen.

Daisuke nodded. "Hm, king, you say? Our president is quite the sucker for royalty. I'm sure he'd be 'gentle' with you, Tamaki."

Haruhi now deducted that Tamaki wasn't just frightened, he was terrified.

"I'm sorry, but I have to decline. I'm very happy staying with the ladies in our club. Hope you have a nice day..."

Tamaki opened the door for Daisuke to leave, but he didn't. "Listen, Tamaki, your body's too beautiful to just stay here and waste away with women. Let us show you how men have fun."

Now Tamaki looked like he was going to faint.

Kyouya suddenly had the urge to intervene. He couldn't explain it, but he felt strangely angry at this whole thing. He felt strangely indignant. Jealous, even?

"You can't have Tama-chan!" Hunny cried, pulling on Daisuke. "Right, Takeshi?" Mori said nothing, but slightly nodded. "'Sides, we've already got Hika-chan and Kao-chan!"

Daisuke laughed at this. "I've seen your act. It compares nothing to our acts. We may not have brotherly love, but at least it's real love." Kaoru now seemed ready to say something, but did his best to keep calm.

Tamaki had no clue as to what to say. He already declined the invitation, so why won't he leave. It was slightly scaring Tamaki, though he was pretty easy to scare.

Haruhi walked up to Daisuke. "I haven't been here very long, but I know Tamaki-sempai well enough to know when he doesn't want to do something. And I can tell that he doesn't want to do this. So, can you please leave and stop making a commotion about this? We need to get ready for today's Host Club."

Kyouya looked to Tamaki, who was silently thanking Haruhi. Kyouya had also tried to defend Tamaki, but of course, the stupid king was too busy being head-over-heels for Haruhi that he doesn't notice his own best friend. Kyouya stopped himself from these thoughts. It wasn't like he strained himself to get Tamaki to notice him. Why would he care? Strangely enough, he did.

"Thank you for your very kind offer, Daisuke, but I have to tell you that I'm not interested in showing off my body to your president, and doing an act to your fans. I'm content with my club."

Daisuke smiled warmly. "It seems that you have more than just a pretty face, Tamaki. Let me know if you're ever interested in our club. I'm sure our president would be more than delighted to meet you."

"Yes, and I would like to meet him sometime, too, but in a nicer environment."

Daisuke nodded his head and walked out, leaving Tamaki to sigh in relief.

"Okay guys, let's promise to never join in a yaoi club. It's just to creepy now that I know what it is."

Daisuke entered into his club room. "President?" he called. "I got to meet Suoh-sempai. You know, the one in your class? He's really cute, but I don't think that he wants to leave his Host Club any time soon. In fact, they all seemed pretty close to him, and none of them wanted him to leave."

"Does he have any serious relationships?"

"I believe Haruhi Fujioka, the girl in my class. I don't see her as a problem, though."

"Good. Just make sure I get to meet him sometime. I'm quite...attracted to his...cute stupidity."

A.N.: 'Kay, I finally started on this one idea that I've hard for forever! I'll just let you know that it's a humor/romance story, nothing creepy, but maybe a bit playful stalkeresque-ness. I have two choices for the couples: Tama/Haru or Kyou/Tama. Honestly, since it's by my yaoi account, I'd rather Kyou/Tama, but I'm letting my reviewers decide on this one.