Note: The beginning of this story is set right after episode 3

From his love of sweets to his stuffed bunny, all we see the sweet and innocent boy but let's be truthful. Even a seventeen year old can have some secrets that he hides from the rest us and he's smarter than you think. Let's start with Mitsukuni Haninozuka and his relationship with his brother, Yasuchika Haninozuka…

Honey slammed the newspaper down on the table and was about to tear it up, but just left it there. More anger was not the way he worked with his frustration. "Don't read it," Honey told Haruhi and she didn't have to read the rest to know it was bad. Everyone had been talking about the article. Honey had a lot of questions to answer from his clients, and it must've been awful and tiring to answer them. For once, the Newspaper Club had published something true.

"I don't understand," Haruhi said. "What does the Newspaper Club have against you?"

"Maybe they're just jealousy," Tamaki said.

"We don't know but soon," Kyoya said, "we'll be having a little talk with them."

'I feel like 'talk' means something a little more violent,' Haruhi thought.

"And no, 'talk' doesn't have to do with any violence, Haruhi," Kyoya said.

'Shit, did he just read my mind?' Haruhi thought, a little scared.

Hikaru whined, "Aw, why not?"

"We're not those kinds of people, Hikaru." Tamaki said, "Remember that." Mori nodded, agreeing.

"Besides after we have a talk with them," Kyoya said, "they'll be afraid of the possibilities of the outcome that could happen if they were to continue these foolish articles. The Newspaper Club is run by the son of a small newspaper company. We could easily destroy them but like Tamaki said, we're not like that."

Haruhi asked, "Are you sure that just a talk is going to persuade them?"

"What other choices could they have?"

The next day after school, the Host Club took some of their time to go and have a little chat with the Newspaper Club. Strangely but not too strangely, the Newspaper Club greeted them with smiles. At least the Chikage Ukyo and Tomochika Sakyo, the two reporters did. Akira Komatsuzawa did not even turn his chair around to face them. Maybe it was to show disrespect.

There tension in the air. No one had spoken yet until Kyoya decided to do so, "It's President Akira Komatsuzawa of the Newspaper Club, right? We need to talk and I-"

"Yeah, what Kyoya said!" Tamaki said, trying to be tough. He received looks after his outburst.

Kyoya cleared his throat and took a 'don't do it again' glance at the blond, He spoke again, "We need to talk and I hope you know where this discussion is leading to. Your article seemed to attack a member and friend of the Host Club, Mitsukuni Haninozuka. We're not exactly looking for an explanation on why you did it. It's probably because your club had to use someone to get your newspaper sales popular and not get disbanded. All we want you to-."

"But it's still not a good thing to pick on someone because things are getting difficult for you," Tamaki interrupted. "You should try taking out your anger on something rather than someone. I advise that-"

"Senpai, keep your mouth shut," Haruhi whispered as she elbowed him in the arm.

Kyoya gave Tamaki another warning glance, cleared his throat again, and continued, "All we want you to do is to not target us for your articles anymore. I don't even know how you managed to get such private information. Yasuchika doesn't even like to talk about his brother." Honey looked down for a second.

"I'm afraid," He said as his chair was turned around slowly. The Host Club's eyes widened. It was not Akira in the chair; it was just a computer with an anonymous figure with a disguised, masculine, deep voice. "You're not talking to the right person."

"Who are you? Where's Akira? Did you do something to him?" Tamaki asked.

"I'm The Source and there is more than one 'Source'. That's all you need to know," The hooded figure said "Oh, and I guess you want me to prove I'm not Akira. Komatsuzawa come out, come out where ever you are." Akira stepped out of the shadows.

'Do people in this school have a habit of hiding in the shadows or something?' Haruhi asked herself in her thoughts. She spoke up, "Wait a minute; The Source is not a real name."

The unknown figure replied, "If you haven't noticed, I'm not unintelligent like most of your friends here."

Tamaki and the twins shouted at The Source, "Hey!"

Hikaru threatened, "You watch your mouth, buddy, or I'll-"

"So immature," The Source commented, "but you're always like that, aren't you?"

"Okay, 'The Source', I assume you don't take us seriously. I'm also assuming you boys didn't think of the troubles your families were to go through if you continue with this," Kyoya said, gripping onto his notebook in frustration.

"Trust me when I say…I've thought everything through," The Print said before the laptop shut down.

"Ow!" The Host Club heard a girl yelled as Tamaki opened the door. The girl stepped back, rubbing her head and biting her lips as the Tamaki opened the door wider. The girl had long, straight golden brown hair with chin-length parted bangs and dark brown eyes. Her skin was just a little bit tanner than Mori's. She looked up at the Host Club with guilt on her face as she played with her fingers. She laughed nervously, "I was just passing by so I'll...leave now."

"It looks like we need to have another talk," Kyoya said. Mori picked her up with one arm and the whole Host Club rushed to their club room.

'That was...fast,' Haruhi thought, a little bit dizzy.

"W-wait, fellas, it's not what you think! I really was just passing by and I just stopped when I heard Tamaki and twins yell," She explained as she was released from Mori's grip but was now in Tamaki's as he put his hands on her wrist.

"That's a long time to be staying by the door," Tamaki said.

"Seriously," The golden brunette said, "you guys are hurting me."

"Sorry, Princess," Tamaki apologized as he let go.

"I just heard something about somebody called the Source and that's mostly it," She told them. "Besides I don't believe you three are idiots." Tamaki and the twins widened their eyes in surprise and faintly blushed. "Especially you Hikaru, I don't think you're immature either." The elder twin got redder. "Are you guys okay?"

"Y-yeah, Mayu, you just caught us by surprise that's all," The twins replied.

'Did I just make the Tamaki Suoh and the Hitachiins blush? Well I guess that's a point for me,' she thought. She cleared her throat and corrected them, "It's Maaya."

"So do you think something's going on in the Host Club?" Kyoya asked her.

As soon as she turned to see Kyoya talking to her, there was an expression of annoyance on her face. Maaya crossed her arms, "Is the something going on? Do you guys need help?" Maaya asked them.

"Nope not at all," Kyoya replied confidently.

"Are you guys sure?" Maaya said as an expression of concern crossed her face.

"We're fine. If there was something going on, it would be none of your concern. Goodbye, Oshiro-san" Kyoya said, escorting her to the door.

"If there was ever a store where you could get a new personality I suggest you go there, Ootori-san," She muttered under her breath as she walked out the door.

"Aw man, Kyoya, why'd you have to kick her out?" The twins asked.

"I'm guessing you've found a new toy?" Kyoya asked them.

"No but Maaya's amusing especially at our game and in class," The twins replied.

"Dammit, I was getting hopeful," Haruhi murmured.

"Don't worry, Haruhi, you'll always be our toy."

"That's not comforting."

Honey asked, "Kyo-chan, what are we going to do now? The Newspaper Club and The Source don't seem to be backing down."

"Don't worry about it," The Shadow King replied, writing in his notebook again.

"Kyoya-senpai, are you going to use force?" Haruhi asked.

"We're not those kind of people," Tamaki reminded Kyoya.

"Don't doubt me," Kyoya snapped back with his teeth clenched, scaring the rest of the club a bit. They could see that even Kyoya was in shock at what had happened at the Newspaper Club's room. Usually when he uses threats, the rival backs down. But not in this case, the Newspaper Club and their 'little helpers' seemed too sure that not even Kyoya could stop them. He reassured them, "I'll take care of it."