Disclaimer: I don't own and will never own Ouran High School Host Club.
It was heaven. Honey sighed as he took one spoonful of the pistachio ice cream topped with honey and crushed almonds, his current favorite flavor. Current meaning today.
"We need a plan!" Kaoru exclaimed. Kyouya, Hikaru, Mori, and Honey were all seating in a table at a seven star hotel's restaurant eating ice cream. Honey was not paying much attention as he devoured his and Mori's strawberry ice cream. It was understandable that he would give his ice cream to Honey. Heck! He was prepared to give his life to Honey.
The Ouran High School Host Club was meeting unofficially to discuss the Prince. They noticed that the past few days, the Prince was depressed and he lacked the usual 'prince charming aura' that made the clients fall for him and the Club decided that it was due to all the girls throwing themselves at Tamaki. It's like Tamaki was getting tired of girls he needs a break from them in order for him to miss them just a little. Usually Kyouya would not join this kind of 'plans' but the revenue of the Club was rapidly declining because Tamaki was not as accomodating as before. He limited the number of girls that he would entertain for a day. And this does not suit Kyouya well. This phase must be gone through quickly.
"But what, Kaoru?" Hikaru said. Everyone's spirits was slowly flowing out of their bodies. "Maybe Tamaki needs more men in his life." Honey said in between ice cream eating. Everybody ignored the comment as nothing except Kyouya. "Yes, that's it. I have a plan." Everybody looked at Kyouya while he typed something in his laptop. "Leave this to me." Kyouya said calmly while pushing his eyeglasses inward. (with a definite evil gleam, take note).
Kyouya was ecstatic. What a hoot! He's really enjoying this manipulating thing. Of course, what we can only see is a slight smile. His smile brightened more when he saw Tamaki.
"Tamaki! I have news for you."
"What is it?" Tamaki asked dully. Not really caring whatever it is.
"You'll have a date for the Winter Ball." Kyouya said smiling. However Tamaki had not noticed.
Tamaki slumped further. "Girls again? I'm really cursed with this face of mine."
"No, it's a boy."
"What? I'm not sure I heard you correctly." Tamaki was still exaggerating his sadness over his cursed face.
"I said, that you're date in the Winter Ball is a boy."
"What! I'm just going through a phase now Kyouya. I'm not gay."
"I'm not saying you're gay. I'm just helping you to avoid girls for a while. This is the plan: You will bring a date in the Winter Ball that is a boy disguised as a girl so that you would be under no obligation to entertain her. Er, him. Also, we would make it appear as if she designated you for the night to avoid the other clients that might cling to you."
Tamaki pondered for a second. "Ok. Whatever. You know what's best for me. Thank you."
"No problem. Consider it as an early Christmas gift." Kyouya said with an evil grin.
"No! I won't do it." Fujioka Haruhi exclaimed with conviction.
"Oh, come on, Haruhi, this would be the last favor I would ask you. I need the money for my gender rearrangement procedure. You know I've waited for this all my life. It's what will truly complete me. Onegai!" Haruhi's father pleaded. Fujioka Ranka was very happy earlier that day. A very handsome boy approached him and that's not all, the boy offered him a large sum of money if he would be able to find a young okama for him. At first, he was devastated. Thinking that if only he was younger he could certainly make this boy happy. Hehe. He recognized the boy's uniform after a while as a student from Ouran. Ah, rich people do really have weird taste. He categorized the boy as bisexual. Since all his okama friends are already old, he doesn't know anyone that would accommodate his boy. The boy noticed his weird looks and immediately knew what this okama is thinking. "Ah you're mistaken. I just need someone as a date for my friend." The boy explained. Ranka raised an eyebrow. That's when the boy told him of the plan.
Haruhi looked at her father. He was really tiresome but she really loves him. She looked at her father's eyes. They were getting misty. Oh how she hates it when her father plays this on her. "Alright. But just for a night."
"Really! You would do that for me, my precious daughter? Thank you!" Ranka embraced his daughter tightly.
Just then a loud thunder struck and Haruhi embraced her father more tightly. What a bad omen. What am I getting myself into?