As the new week dawned, the groups continued their work on the duets. Tensions were building, I noticed, in groups where neither participate wanted to be within 100 yards of the other, but deep down, I knew that is what Nana wanted, for everyone to be pushed into getting along and getting over themselves.

"I don't want to sing that part, Bossanova, you do it." Came the feminine voice of Hikaru Hitachiin.

"Me? I'm doing everything! And my name is not Bossanova!" Countered angry Ritsu Kasanoda. The gangster ground the teeth in the back of his mouth, and he closed the distance between the twin and himself,

"Listen, I'll sing the back up part and you sing lead. Got it?" He said. The twin nodded, and I yawned, nothing more to watch. My partner and I were very comfortable with each other, so this rehearsing (bickering) was not truly needed, or not that I thought. We'd learned the music easily, and Kyouya spent his time scribbling in that folder, and I spent time mulling over thoughts. Today, though, my thought mulling was a bit more serious then it usually was. I'd received a call from my Grandmother last night, asking me of my thoughts on Tamaki Suoh. I told her what I knew of him, nothing bad, nothing fantastic. I was then asked if I could see him spending time with Tatsuha. I wondered what she meant with these questions, and then it dawned on me. She meant for them to be set up, as she had done with Kyouya and myself upon finding out my infatuation with him. It worked out for the best for us. Once he graduated, my hand was his. His father approved, mine approved, as did Grandmother. It was all settled, but Tatsuha? She was a bit of a different story.

She'd never been much of a talker, not like myself. I could deal with men and women alike. She'd always been more of a bookworm, but had definitely stepped out of her shell in the last few years. She had gotten much prettier too, so I think Grandmother was hoping if the right male came along, then she would make a good housewife. I knew she had a lot to learn, but I didn't really ever think the right male would come along, until she came back to Ouran. Since she'd come back I'd noticed she'd grown rather fond of Tamaki, I wouldn't deny that. She'd only been here a week, and they already got along well. I know a lot of that is because he's a charmer, but regardless, she's comfortable with him, so it makes all the difference. My eyes scanned the room, and they found their way to the exact objects of my thoughts. Grandmother had told me to try to "push them" to see if anything could happen. I could hear his grandmother in the background, and I'm guessing a few glasses of wine and reminiscing of past times, and of things to come had come up, and poof, this strange idea, but because I'd been included, I was starting to like the idea of playing matchmaker.

"Tatsuha, Tamaki; I'm looking forward your performance Friday!" Cried the sing songy voice of Nana-Sensei. Tatsuha looked nervous, but smiled. Tamaki nodded,

"It will be great, Tatsuha is more talented then she lets on." I heard him say, causing her face to turn red, and her to drop her gaze to the piano keys.

"Not really, there are people in here much better then myself." She assured, slowly looking up. Nana's eyes sparkled at them, and idle conversation kept up. I knew she was very good, but she wouldn't admit that, she didn't think highly enough of herself to do so. I let my gaze fall back to Kyouya, who was watching me, smiling.

"Something interesting?" I asked, slowly smiling back.

"The interest you have in this absurd request of the older ladies intrigues me." He said simply, pushing his glasses up his nose. I smiled, and slide closer to him, as he closed his notes. I'd never seen what he wrote in there, but my guess is it was something smutty, he just acted like it was something important so no one would suspect him. I leaned into him, and my breath grazed his neck as I spoke,

"Do you intend to help me? Because I can't deal with Tamaki like you can, he's too stupid." I felt him shift, and look down at me,

"And if I help you? How does it benefit me?" He asked, his voice low in his chest.

"I'll give you whatever you want, but it wouldn't hurt having more pull with my grandmother, or Tamaki's family either." I whispered. He seemed to accept that answer, and he leaned down and claimed my lips. I smiled against his lips, and I pulled away as I pushed myself up.

"Strippers!" I exclaimed as I ran towards Nana. Strippers was my newest exclamation as I was trying not to use so much profanity. I made my way towards Nana, and I blurted out that I had an idea. As she turned herself towards me, I whispered in her ear. She smiled a devious smile, and she announced to the class,

"No rehearsals tomorrow! We are all admitting secrets!" The whole class audibly swallowed, and nodded.

"Now get you're hormone charged asses out of my classroom!" She ordered as we all ran out of the classroom. We made our way into the cafeteria; all the females sat at a table.

"Jade, I have a favor to ask you." I said, as I looked up at her with my pen pressed to my face. I whispered to her,

"I want you to do whatever you can to help me ensure my cousin and Tamaki end up together." She smiled at my request. She seemed delighted to be involved. Our plotting continued until someone walked up to our table, awkwardly,

"Mind if I sit?" Asked the baritone voice of Ritsu Kasanoda. I shrugged, as did the rest of the group. He sat next to Kaede, who smiled warmly.

"Whose going to the host club after school?" Kurakano asked suddenly, looking to the group.

"Host club?" Questioned Tatsuha. The entire group stared.

"You don't know what the host club is!?" Cried Jade. Tatsuha shook her head, as I smiled. I knew my first course of action in getting them together; Host Club here we come.