A/N New story! I am excited! I even got a lovely beta for it too!

phrases in *italics* are thoughts

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Chapter 1

Haruhi glared at the twins as they did their usual twincest act, causing the girls to swoon. *How do the girls fall for that act? I don't see the appeal,* thought Haruhi. She peeked over to Tamaki's table. *After three months in the club, the twins and Tamaki still have no idea I am a female. It probably helps that neither of the acts the three put on are something I am interested in.* Haruhi's eyes drifted over to the Shadow King's table. *Kyoya, on the other hand, I am not sure about. There is a distinct possibility that he does know I am a girl, but since he hadn't brought it up...* Haruhi bit back a groan. Kyoya-sempai had just seen Haruhi watching him and now he was writing in that damned black book of his. *Can't I catch a break? I bet he has access to everything in the universe through that damn book. I'm willing to bet that he just wrote that I am not being an appropriate host to these ladies,* she thought with annoyance. With that thought she turned her attention back to her group of adoring fans.

"My apologies, Nina-sama. I was lost in my own world for a moment. You were saying?" Haruhi said, smiling absentmindedly at the simpering girl.

The others in her group were grumbling, "No fair. I want Haruhi-kun to smile at me!"

Haruhi's eyes flicked over to the corner where Honey-sempai was chatting animatedly. Mori-sempai leaned against the wall, watching his cousin and occasionally assessing the girls in their group.

"Haru-chaaan!" Honey-sempai yelled across the room, waving at Haruhi. "Come play with me!" He wiggled his Usa-chan in Haruhi's direction.

"Honey-sempai, I have my own guests to entertain, and yours are looking sad that you will leave them," she called back to him. Regret flashed across her eyes that she couldn't just ditch the girls and play with the small senior and his ever present protector.

"Mitsukuni. Take care of your guests first. You can play with Haruhi-kun after they leave for the day," Mori scolded Honey, though anyone could see that he held nothing but affection for his cousin.

While Haruhi had been distracted, Tamaki had taken the opportunity to sneak up on her to hug attack her from behind.

Tamaki yanked her out of her chair, and started spinning her around, giving her a bad case of vertigo. "Haruhiiii! My daughter! Come sit with Daddy today!" he said with his penchant enthusiasm.

Haruhi growled out, "I am not your daughter! I only have one father, and you are not him!" Tamaki didn't even falter in his maddening twirling and Haruhi started to lose focus. She yelped out, "Mori-sempai, help me!"

Mori, with a burst of speed, was across the room in seconds. Haruhi was in his arms and over at Honey's table before Tamaki had even stopped spinning. Haruhi's eyes were squeezed shut as she took deep breaths, trying to re-establish her equilibrium. Mori held Haruhi up until the world stopped tilting, then gently set her down next to Honey, who was glaring at Tamaki. Mori watched the girl, alert for any drastic changes in her demeanor.

"Tamaki," Honey said, dropping the cute nicknames in favour of garnering the attention of everyone in the room, host and guest alike. He stood up and stared at Tamaki with an angry gleam to his eyes, which was only visible to the one on the receiving end of it. "Do not, under any circumstances, do that again. Haru-chan is so dizzy, he's about to fall over. He can no longer do his duties as a proper host, thanks to you."

Tamaki started whining. "I wasn't doing anything wrong Honey-sempai! Haruhi likes it when I spin him around."

Honey's eyes glinted. "Tamaki. Go to your table and be quiet." He said, then turned to Kyoya, his face showing a silly grin, hiding the fury simmering just below the surface. "Kyo-chan. It's time for the meeting now, yeah?"

Kyoya pushed his glasses up, consulted his black book, and cleared his throat. "Ah, yes. It appears that you are right, Honey-sempai. Our apologies ladies. Club hours are over." Kyoya called out to them as they sulked out the door. "Remember to check our webpage for advance tickets to our next event and don't forget to check out each host's personal page as well. There is a new auction coming up. We aim to please our glorious Princesses with the very best memorabilia of our humble hosts."

After the last guest left, Haruhi finally fell over, tumbling towards the floor.

"Haruhi," Mori said as he snatched her wrist and yanked her back up and into his arms. When he saw that she was still too disoriented to stay upright on her own, he picked her up and cradled her against his chest. Haruhi buried her face in his neck and wrapped her arms around him. "Mitsukuni." Mori looked down at his cousin who in turn took up a defensive stance in front of the two of them.

Honey glowered at the other four hosts. "Enough is enough, you bakas! Stop treating Haruhi like a toy," he growled, looking at the twins. "He's not your slave," he glared at Kyoya. "And he sure as hell isn't your protege. Leave him alone, Tamaki!" He pointed at Tamaki with the last statement. Honey shifted slightly, his eyes flashing in anger. "The next person that treats Haruhi like a tool is going to be my sparring partner for a month."

The idiot trio just looked at Honey like he was joking. Honey growled, "Yasuchika can tell you how much I really hold back in our fights. I won't hold back against you."

The twins and Tamaki blanched. Kyoya just readjusted his glasses again, causing them to glint in the light and hide his expression.

"When I tell you something, I expect an answer," Honey said, shifting slightly and getting ready to launch at them.

"Y-y-yes, Honey-sempai," the twins chorused, taking a step back holding onto each other in fear.

Tamaki flipped his hair and bowed with a flourish. "As you wish, Honey-sempai."

Kyoya arched an eyebrow at Tamaki's theatrics. "Honey-sempai, a word in private, please? Mori-sempai will keep Haruhi safe without you for a few moments." Kyoya nodded to the shorter man, awaiting his response.

Honey narrowed his gaze. "Takashi."

Mori grunted. "Ah."

"If they make a move in my absence, be sure to make them regret it," Honey said before he focused his attention back on Kyoya. "Let's go."

Kyoya nodded again and led the way back into the preparation room, Honey following on his heels.

Mori set Haruhi down on the vacated couch. "Lay down and relax, Haruhi." The couch was facing the prep room where Kyoya and Honey had disappeared. Mori leaned against the back of the couch, legs crossed at the ankles and arms crossed over his chest.

The twins gave each other a knowing look and took a step back. "We're just gonna clear up our area," the two said with a fearful shudder. They then turned and bolted over to their designation area.

Tamaki started to walk towards Mori, but the look on the senior's face made him freeze in his tracks. He decided it might just be in his best interest to hang back for the moment and see what Honey and Kyoya were discussing in the back room.