Mischief Mage: Hello to all! This is just a two-shot little fic i wrote. It's the 24th where i am write now and i'll post the final chapter on the 25th. I think i'll leave any explanation until the end of this chapter. While there is very little of it in this chapter, this fic has a wee bit of KyouyaxHaruhi. By the way, i apologise in advance for any grammar errors. In order to get this up in time, i wasn't able to proof-read it as well as i would have liked. Nonetheless, enjoy!

'Then let us all with o-one acc-ord
Sing praises to-o our he-ea-venly Lord
That hath made Heav'n and Earth of nought
And wi-ith his blo-od manki-ind has bought.
No-el, No-o-el, No-el, No-el
Born is the Ki-ing of Is-s-raeeeaaaargh!'

Kyouya irritably flicked the pompom on the end of his elf hat.

'Hikaru, Kaoru, would you be so kind as to remove the miniature Christmas tree from Tamaki's left nostril?'

'Fine fine'

A few moments later, an indignant Tamaki fell to his knees, tightly clutching his nose as though it might fall off.

'Nyou waond ged ady pwsnds fwon Thanda ith you'rah nawhety'

'Sorry Tono, but-' Hikaru said blandly.

'-We don't speak "nincompoop"' Kaoru finished for him.

'I saaaid' Tamaki glowered at the twins from his spot on the floor, hand removed from his nose, '"You won't get any presents from Santa if you're naughty"'

'We might be naughty but singing all six verses of the First Noel in that ridiculous voice is the ultimate evil.'

'It wasnot a ridiculous voice.'

Kyouya kneaded his temples before saying in his mother voice:

'I'll give you three seconds to shut up. Three-'

He didn't need to go any further.

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house (or rather, school) no creature had been stirring, mainly because everyone was at the Host club tea party in the third music room. There had been no lessons but the Club had asked the Superintendent for permission to open the room for the final Host function of the year.

Suoh Santa or rather Father Tamaki as he implored Haruhi to call him, had flaunted his stuff with his Head Elf, Twin Reindeer, Christmas Tree (Mori), Present (Honey) and Mr Frosty (an aptly named Haruhi after she had refused point blank to dress as Mrs Claus.)

Mr Haruhi Frosty, the effect of a blazing white suit and black top hat with silver sequins ruined somewhat with a large carrot nose, lay diagonally across the couch. Ranka had head off overseas with Susie and their lovers on a holiday. He had been loath to be away from Haruhi during Christmas, as was his daughter, but the way Haruhi saw it, if he and his boyfriend were going to be spending their time doing what adults do best, she would rather that they were overseas.

As lonely as it would be, it would be nice to finally have some peace and quiet, watch some of the Christmas specials on TV, wrap Kazumi's present…actually get some sleep.

'Haruhiiii' chirped a quartet of the twins, Tamaki and Honey.

'Ngphizzle?' Haruhi replied in a tired voice.

'It'spresent tiiime!'

'Hn? Haven't we already had present time?' she asked sitting up and stifling a yawn.

Tamaki waved away the insignificant fact that half the music room had been filled with various extravagant gifts from the customers that had given to their favourite hosts (albeit food gifts to Honey which had disappeared like snow in the path of a flamethrower)

'Au contraire, princess' he explained dramatically, 'We haven't given you your gifts from us!'

'Oh yeah' Haruhi remembered, pulling her shoulder bag over, 'I got you guys-'

She looked up to Tamaki and saw instead, a pure gold heart locket, engraved with intricate patterns that twisted and writhed about a small key hole. Tamaki's hand clicked it open to reveal a small picture of the entire club. He let it fall into her hands before she could protest at the extravagance and unnecessary cost of the gift.

'Merry Christmas Haruhi' he said quietly in a sincere voice.

Haruhi could only stare wordlessly at the necklace in her hands.

'Our turn!' The twins chimed, infallibly destroying any awkwardness.

Out of the dressing room came a large trunk on wheels, out of that large trunk on wheels came:

'The latest winter styles from our mother's line!'

The twins held up various coats, boots, hats, scarves, dresses and jewellery. It was the first Christmas they had ever had with their Dear Toy so they had pulled out all stops.

Next came Honey and Mori, accompanied by a large hamper. By large hamper I mean the size of a small bath tub. Haruhi's eyes turned to dinner plates as she gazed over imported cheese, hams, wild pork, smoked fish, preserves and deserts. Secretly, she was now glad that she might be spending the festive day alone; alone with her scrumptious dinner that was.

'Oh and we also booked you a van to carry all your presents home'

There was a brief period of silence as the gift givers glowed with triumph at a job well done and a Haruhi well-spoilt. At last Hunny cocked his head to one side and tottered over to where Mr Frosty sat.

'Uhh…Haru-chan? Say something. You're scaring me.'

'Well, I have some gifts for you all as well.'

The Ouran High School grounds were momentarily torn open by an anguished scream as Tamaki, Hikaru and Kaoru all simultaneously imagined the shame they must have put her through in giving her gifts that she could never afford on the tiny amount of money which she lived by.

Now, Haruhi felt like dying of irritation and embarrassment. She told them so which shut them up and give her quivering ear drums some quiet repose. Haruhi had never begrudged her friends wealth and had long ago realised that resisting their gifts and offerings only lead to further drama. However, she did find their exaggeration of her 'sufferings' irritating. It wasn't like she was living out of rubbish bins.

Digging her hand down into the deep regions of her bag, Haruhi extracted a pencil case sized gift covered in reused Christmas wrapping paper.

'This one's for you Honey-senpai'

Nodding bashfully, Honey took the gift.

'Mori-senpai'

Silently, the tall senior removed the parcel from her hands.

'Hikaru'

'Kaoru'

They came up together to accept separate gifts, they looked at each other confusedly.

'Tamaki'

The senior took the gift and held it to his chest, a single tear trailing down his cheek.

'Haruhi gave me a gift.' He whispered in a dreamy voice, 'I've waited for this day for-'

'Just open them.'

Haruhi sat contentedly for a moment as the room was filled with the sound of tearing. But her peace didn't last very long as she was bowled over by a rapturous Honey who was clutching the bunny tooth brush and candy flavoured tooth paste she had bought for him.

'Uhh Tono?' Kaoru asked from behind the chair, gingerly nudging a seemingly lifeless Tamaki with his foot.

The Host Club King lay sprawled on the floor, clutching his gift, the newest range of commoner candies and collectibles, to his heart and sobbing uncontrollably in incandescent joy.

'Tamaki-senpai, get up. I don't want to be responsible for you drowning in your own tears.' Haruhi said flatly.

Meanwhile, Kaoru had returned Hikaru. They hadn't opened their gifts yet but tore them open now.

'Huh?'

In their hands sat two cuboid parcels. One was large, square and thin and the other was short and squat. They were both clearly books. There was a label attached to each of the presents. Hikaru's read 'To Kaoru' and Kaoru's read 'To Hikaru. They both looked to their friend for an explanation.

Haruhi grinned and complied: 'Well you guys are the most important thing to each other right? So I got you gifts which you could then give to each other'

Silently, the twins turned to one another and swapped gifts. Hikaru snickered as the festive wrapping revealed 'The Big Book of Commoner's Pranks.' Meanwhile, Kaoru unearthed a hardback novel with the title printed on the dark front in gold letters, 'Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.'

'You said you'd be interested in reading her works while we were in English one day remember? And because you said you wanted a better idea of how a girl's mind worked.'

Kaoru grinned bashfully, thinking back to the events that had taken place earlier that year.

'Haruhi…what's this that you got for Senior Mori?'

'Hmm?'

Tamaki and Honey were all bent over a small white plastic oval that lay flat on Mori's lowered hands. Tamaki prodded it experimentally with a slender finger.

'Is it a UFO?' Honey asked in all seriousness.

To explain, Mori picked the object up, put what seemed to be the mouth piece to his mouth and blew. The white object produced a single, reedy note.

'It's one of those things that Barbershop Quartets use to find their note before singing' Haruhi explained, Mori nodded.

'But why buy one for Senior Mori?' the curious Kaoru asked, staring blankly at her.

'Oh I see!' Honey grinned, 'Because Takashi was head hunted by the music club to perform with the school choir at the formal assembly when school starts up again after New Years.'

The expressions on the faces of the twins and his highness had lost none of their incredulity although they were now directed to the slightly red face of Senior Mori. They stared in disbelief for about a minute. At length, Tamaki took the tiniest step away from the tall senior.

'I'm just going to go home now I think…' he muttered, holding his hand to his forehead, 'had a bit of a shock'

'Yeah we could do with a lie down.' The twins agreed, clutching each other tight and gazing up at the apparently musically inclined giant that they had grown to appreciate as merely part of the scenery. It was like going into a theatre production and, having read too much into the word 'pantomime,' being taken aback when the open act had consisted of soloistic singing and hill-billy dance routines.

'I guess we'd better head home too Takashi! Our families won't be very happy if we're late to dinner.'

'Hey, yeah!' Hikaru half skipped as he grabbed Kaoru round the shoulders.

'Mom and Dad are back for the week!' they shouted together, punching the air.

Tamaki paled. 'Dinner? Dinner!? I forgot that I have dinner with that old geezer tonight!' Shovelling as many of his gifts from the day into his pocket and loading his arm with a small tower of parcels, he hurried out the door, calling back 'Merry Christmas and to all a good night!'

Haruhi sighed and removed her carrot nose as the room slowly emptied of both hosts and gifts. The men Honey had hired came in to drive her gifts home; they had brought two vans so that they could leave one with the gifts at her house to be picked up in the morning when she had emptied it.

At last, she was left alone in the music room with only a few forlorn looking parcels and the one person who had managed to avoid involvement with any of the gift-giving frenzy.

Right, so you might be wanting some answers. Firstly, with regards to Mori's gift, have you heard the song 'Itsumo soba ni'? It's done by his seiyu and i was VERY impressed. So i just had to drop it in there haha. Look it up if you're curious. Next, the Kaoru wanting to 'understand how girls think' better thing, is a minor reference to my other Ouran fic 'Bye bye Rentboy' (which i have not completed yet...whoops.) Anyway, thanks for reading. The next chapter will be up tomorrow if you fancy having a look.