AN: I'll say this once, so I don't get in trouble... I own nothing! Not the characters, and not the character songs that this story is based on!
The Host Club was meeting, as it usually did, in the music room. What was unusual, other than the female student pretending to be a boy of course, was the somewhat low number of clients. They were still successful, by normal standards, but the Host Club kept to exceptional standards, as they were an exceptional club. Or, at least, they were.
Haruhi looked around the room, wondering why things were on the decline. Seeing the faces of her friends, and fellow hosts, she almost felt as if she were the only to see that things weren't as popular as they once were. Almost. Looking at Kyoya, with his emotions hidden behind his cool façade and an open folder, she knew that the finance minded vice president was aware of the situation as well.
Catching her staring at him, Kyoya looked up. "Can I help you with something Fujioka-san?" He asked blandly.
Haruhi squeaked in surprise and set her teacup down with a clatter, drawing a scowl from Kyoya. "N-No! I was just off in my own little world I suppose…" Haruhi looked down at her hands, still holding the teacup. "Actually, yes, I guess there is something…"
Snapping the folder shut, Kyoya walked gracefully, as all of the host members except for her did, Haruhi thought grimly. Sitting down across from her, Kyoya pushed his glasses back into their correct position. "And what would this something be Fujioka-san? I hope you're not trying to worm your way out of your debt, as you still owe quite a considerable sum."
Haruhi blushed lightly as she remembered her clumsiness that had landed her in the situation of working for the Host Club. "Just the opposite actually. I've noticed that we don't seem to have as many clients lately, and wondered if it was something that I could help work to fix."
Trying to help, as usual. Kyoya thought, fighting a smile. "I too have noticed that, and I've been trying to work on a solution to bring our reputation back up. It seems that we're running out of options though… We've done calendars, filled with photos, a dance, and even suffered through making a movie. We have also passed the physical exams already, so that is of no use to us at the moment either."
Haruhi tapped her chin as she thought. "Have you considered a contest of some sort? Perhaps a singing competition or something. The girls already know of your looks, so maybe we need something a little different, that still draws attention to what they already know and like."
Kyoya's eyes flashed for a moment, his mind already configuring the numbers. "That…" Kyoya started, snapping Haruhi out of her reverie. "Is an excellent idea."
Haruhi laughed sheepishly, and rubbed the back of her head. "Not especially… Most schools do stuff like talent shows anyways."
Hikaru and Kaoru's heads popped up from behind Haruhi at the same time. "Talent show?" Hikaru asked, surprising Haruhi so that she almost spilled her tea. "Will there be a prize?" Finished Kaoru.
"T-There is sometimes…" Haruhi stuttered.
The twins swung themselves over the couch and landed on either side of Haruhi. At the same time, they wrapped an arm around her and leaned in close. "Will you be our prize Haruhi?" They asked simultaneously.
Sensing that the twins were up to no good, Tamaki ran over. "Get off of her you two lechers! Father will not allow it!"
The twins stared blankly at their king. "Why should we?" Kaoru asked. "We're just figuring out the prize for our talent show." Hikaru finished.
Suddenly, Tamaki's eyes shined. "A talent show? But of course! Then I shall be able to show all of my lovely girls my voice, which sings just for them!" A group of girls nearby squealed and fainted, making everyone sitting at this particular table roll their eyes."
"Haru-chan!" Came a cute voice. Looking towards it, Haruhi was rammed by Honey, who clung to her like a little boy and pointed at Mori, who slowly walked over to them. "Can Mori and I sing too?"
"Of course." Haruhi murmured. "But will all of you be singing? In most talent shows, everyone does something different."
Kyoya cleared his throat, gaining their attention. "I believe that having all of us sing would allow an easier decision making process for our guests. Too many options would likely overwhelm them. Plus," he continued with a smirk. "This will allow us to draw out the idea of a talent show. This month, singing, the next, something else, and the next after that, another something else."
Haruhi smiled. "What a great idea Kyoya-sempai!"
Without meaning too, she had dazzled them all with the pure happiness she radiated. Even Kyoya was affected, though he hid it well. "I shall begin the preparations immediately." Kyoya responded, somewhat coldly, as he stood up. "The particulars will be given tomorrow, so I expect you all to be here early." With that, he left the room.
Blinking in confusion, Haruhi stared after him. "Was it something I said?" She asked.
The twins shrugged. "That's just Kyoya for you."
As the others began talking about the talent show again, a buzz of excitement filled the room. It seemed that this was just the thing to bring their reputation back up.