Ootori Kyouya, the proclaimed Shadow King of the Ouran High School Host Club. Always standing in the background, forever writing in his infamous black notebook. But today, somehow, today he ended up getting thrown out of his routine. All because Tamaki decided their cosplay for the day would be...each other. So, Tamaki was Hikaru, Kyouya was Kaoru, Hikaru was Mori, Kaoru was Haruhi, Haruhi was Hunny, Hunny was Tamaki, and Mori was Kyouya. So, Kyouya and Tamaki were going to have to pull off one of the famous "Hitachiin brotherly love" acts.

'If it weren't for that idiot Tamaki, and the twins, I wouldn't have to do this.' Kyouya thought bitterly, taking off his glasses to put in auburn colored contacts. He hated contacts, the Shadow King. His glasses could mask his emotions, contacts couldn't. But nonetheless, he donned the spiky Hitachiin-esque wig, not exiting until he heard the Host Club's king's usual babbling. When he re-entered the third music room from it's back dressing room, everyone gaped. Haruhi, wearing her blond wig and clutching Usa-chan, was the first to speak.

"Kyouya-senpai...you and Tamaki-senpai actually look alike." She said, gesturing to her currently sulking senpai. The costumed prince rose from his stance, after much persuading from the actual twins that said it was too out-of-character and to "get the hell up."

"Okaa-san! We look just alike!" Tamaki said rushing over to his temporary twin. Kyouya, being the true sly King that he is, grabbed Tamaki's hand and pouted a little.

"Hikaru! You shouldn't talk about that here in public!" Kyouya spoke, speaking in a slightly higher pitch.

"Amazing, Kyou-chan, you sound just like Kao-chan!" Hunny piped up, his temporarily violet eyes looking up to his kohai. Just as quickly as he had done it, he left the position.

"Y-You really did sound like me, Kyouya-senpai." Kaoru admitted. Kyouya smirked.

"I have to make sure we act the part too." Was all that he said.

"Tama-chan, say something you think Hika-chan would say!" Hunny offered.

"Umm...Kaoru, I don't want to let these princesses to touch you more than I do, public or private" Tamaki purred, clutching Kyouya like he'd seen Hikaru do to Kaoru so many times. Kyouya was a convincing actor, but he did refuse to blush like the true Kaoru would have forced out.

"Hikaru." Kyouya breathed, looking up to his 'prince turned twin'.

"Wow. That's almost more convincing than we are, huh, Kaoru?"

"Almost?! They actually look like lovers!" Kaoru laughed, his twin doing so shortly after. Tamaki blushed and let go of Kyouya.

"The customers will be coming, but we should use that later." The Shadow King advised, ordering everyone to their locations. The door opened and the yellow-clad 'princesses' entered, gazing at the handsome men (and Haruhi) who were cosplayed as the others.

"Kyouya-senpai, Tamaki-senpai, you two look so handsome as the twins!" One first year swooned. Tamaki took this moment to grab Kyouya like he had earlier, only this time, Kyouya placed his hand over Tamaki's heart, looking up at his 'lover'.

"True, but I'll never let those unscrupulous twins marr his innocent mind." 'Hikaru' said, truly clutching Kyouya to him.

"Tamaki..." Kyouya breathed.

"But...I don't think we're as good as the twins yet...want to practice?" Tamaki asked slyly, almost convincing enough to be Hikaru.

"Tamaki!" Kyouya burst out, pouting just like he'd done earlier. "Don't say such things in front of such innocent, young princesses." 'Kaoru' cooed, letting Tamaki know to let go. Although, those said innocent young princesses were screeching cries of "moe!" at the moment. Kyouya allowed himself a smirk, and turned to see how the others faired.

Hikaru and Haruhi were sitting together, Hikaru trying not to talk and Haruhi trying to talk more, and also eat cake.

He surveryed the others, Hunny holding a bright red rose, with Mori pushing up his glasses and holding a black notebook.

'Hunny-senpai isn't near as close to convincingly be Tamaki, but he's doing rather well.'

Kaoru, however, was worse off. He had to act as Haruhi, who was always alone in her act. He had to be blunt, which was easier than when he had tried to charm the girls naturally, as Haruhi always had.

'I'll have to check on him later.' Kyouya thought, looking at Tamaki, who was chattering animatedly to the girls. Kyouya continually listened in, trying his best to finish his sentences, doing the brotherly love act a few more times.

The customers left happy, with (thankfully) no interruption from Renge. Still in costume, the host club began to relax.