Kagome was having a restful nap beside her favorite window, that is until a small pat on he shoulder awoken her from her slumber. Slowly she fluttered her eyes open, and was slightly surprised at her surroundings.

She was blocked by trees everywhere she looked. She was enclosed in a jungle, as colorful birds and decorations were placed all around. As if she was in some sort of tropical paradise. She blinked several times, and rubbed her eyes to make sure wasn't imagining it- How long was she sleeping?

She looked up and spotted Mori standing beside her. He was shirtless, and wore large baggy pants, and a cloth wrapped around his skull like a headband, along with a small set of gold jewelry on his biceps and neck.

Looking beyond Mori she spotted the other male hosts huddling a few feet away, watching them, as if waiting for something horrible to happen. They all were wearing something similar to Mori- Shirtless, with Indian clothing. What was this? A Boil theme? She questioned. If only she knew that she hit the nail on the head…

"Why are you here?" She asked the quiet male who stood before her.

"…" He looked down at her, a blank expression as he thought back.

"Someone should go wake up Kagome." Kyoya reminded them that he was still sleeping at the window- He was sitting there long before anyone even arrived at the club. And they were surprised that he was still able to sleep as they set up their decorations for this evening.

"We're not going over there." The twin's spoke together, while waving their arms in front of themselves in defense. "You should go boss." They tried to get Tamaki to go instead.

"No way!" He objected flatly. "He'll kill me…" He whimpered as tears filled his eyes, scared out of his mind.

"Takashi should go!" Mitsukuni peeped with a bright smile.

"Me?" He questioned, looking at them with a slightly confused expression.

"Yeah! Mori should definitely be the one to do it." The twins spoke.

"I mean, he has some weird attraction to you Mori." Hearing the twin speak for himself, he looked at his hair. He noticed it was parted to the right so he figured the one talking was Hikaru.

"Yeah, the chances of you getting killed are lowered if you're the one touching him." Kaoru spoke.

"…" He then walked over to the sleeping male, but was still slightly unsure.

"Hmm…" Kagome just continued to stare into Mori's dark orbs as something flashed in his eyes. Was he remembering something? She sighed, but then noticed something peculiar-

She looked on her shoulder and realized Mori still had his hand resting there. She heard a group of gasps, before the area went deadly silent. She glanced beyond Mori and spotted the others still together, staring at the two wide-eyed, pale as ghosts, wondering if she was really going to kill Mori for touching her…

A smirk showed on her face at their horrified looks, before she calmly reached up and gently removed the man's hand. After she released the large hand, she sighed, and slowly stood up, looking at Mori.

As she raised her hand again, all the others started to sweat bullets, while Mori just looked at her with his indifferent expression. She then placed her hand onto his head, and ruffled his hair in a small gesture. She heard the others gasp again, before awes of amazement fell into her ears.

She then lowered her hand and patted the tall man's cheek in encouragement, before walking away from him. She mumbled something about cake, as she passed the stunned hosts on the way to the storage room.

Mori could only watch Kagome's back as he walked away. He wasn't surprised at his actions, but then again, he wasn't sure how he should be feeling towards the smaller male, and his calm gestures towards him-

"No way." Tamaki whispered while he stared at him wide-eyed. Mori's focus left Kagome's back, and fell onto the group, when it did, they all charged and surrounded him.

"See, we told you!" The twins gloated.

"But I'm still kinda surprised he didn't kill him…" Hikaru mumbled to himself.

"Yeah, in all honesty we were just saying that so Mori would go do it- We didn't really think he would survive." Kaoru continued.

"The percentage of his death was still quite high…" Kyoya confessed while pressing some buttons on a calculator. "This outcome was very surprising."

"Does that mean that Gome-chan really does like Takashi!" Mitsukuni chirped out, flowers of cuteness round his head. Mori blinked in surprise at all the stares they were giving him, and a very light shade of pink went onto his cheeks.

"How could Kagome befriend Mori and not someone as beautiful as me?" Tamaki asked, while striking a pose, roses surrounded him in a dramatic effect.

"Maybe Kagome just flat out hates your guts, boss." The twins gave a very accurate guess.

"…" Tears weld in the King's eyes and he sulked in the nearest corner, digging himself into a deep depression.

Mori looked away from Tamaki and back in the direction where Kagome went. He had a feeling that Kagome didn't really think of him as a friend, per say, but for some reason just the idea that he might- Made him feel happy.

Reaching up he touched his head, the same area he ruffled moments before, a small smile on his face.


Everyone in the Host Club, minus Haruhi, was in their 'welcoming' position as they were about to open the doors to guests. Even Kagome was in the small huddle in front of the door, except for a few adjustments of course-

First off she definitely wasn't wearing the crazy costume like the others, and was in her regular buttoned up shirt, tie, slacks, and boots. Secondly, even though she was near the others as they were in position, she deemed herself as a separate affiliation, and was standing, back towards the door, while nibbling on some cake. All in all, she is just going to treat this day like any other day and not do anything…

When she heard the chorus of the males greeting, she quickly realized that someone walked through the door.

"What? It's just Haruhi? You're late." The twin's announced when they noticed it wasn't a real guest.

"I could be wrong but my calendar says that it's still early spring." Haruhi mumbled, while a Toucan flew down from the treetops above and landed on her head, deeming it a perfect place to rest.

"Huddling under the Kotatsu table, fearing the cold is nonsense!" Tamaki told her, jumping out of his chair and doing several poses while waving his colorful fan. "And besides the heating system we have is…" He got into another pose, as sparkles of flare shined around his body. "The best!" He stated proudly. Haruhi gave a small displeased hiss.

"Do you have a problem with the way we run our club, O' Haruhi who owes us an eight million yen debt?" Kyoya reminded Haruhi of the large debt she has yet to pay off, making the girl groan in discomfort. Trying to liven the mood back up, Tamaki spoke again.

"Gentlemen don't bundle up in bulky clothing." He stated his ideas of what a true gentleman should be like. "It may be cold early spring out there in the real world, but here at the club we want to surprise our chilly little kittens with a warm tropical paradise!" He once again went into a pose.

And surprisingly enough the twins also joined in and held one another closely, face inches apart. Mori was running around the forest, while Honey was sitting on his shoulders. The small boy was laughing his head off as they ran full speed, and his body was waving around like a flag.

"Yes!" Tamaki cheered, overly excited, while his arm was draped around Haruhi's shoulders. "Today, this place is the ultimate paradise! A hot, hot island of everlasting summer!" He yelled out to the sky as he threw his free hand into the air dramatically. Haruhi just had a depressed look on her face, trying not to listen to his rant.

"…" Kagome just continued to eat her cake, while trying to tune them out- failing miserably.

She paused in her small snack, fork sticking out of her mouth. Her eyebrows angled together slightly, showing a tiny sign of discomfort. Reaching out to her already loose tie, and pulled it down even more, while moving it side to side. Once her shirt opened just a little, revealing a tiny bit more of her collarbone, she gave a small snort, going back to her cake.

She was unaware that observant eyes were watching her movements with concern…


Kagome sat in her newly assigned territory. It was a large couch that she had all to herself. The rope line went in full circle around said couch, a few feet away, leaving enough room for her to move around in. Since she had the lounge all to herself, she was lying on the cushioned seat, looking at the ceiling in boredom, her hands behind her head, and one leg propped up.

She looked around and noticed no females were near her or the rope line. Shifting her eyes in different areas, she soon realized that there were three couches placed not too far away from her, and they were full of women, who were all staring at her from a close distance. She looked at them strangely and they all squealed in delight, filling the room with hearts.

"I took into consideration of the ladies comfort as well as their safety, and placed seating accommodations for them so they can look at you from afar." Kyoya suddenly spoke up, appearing beside the rope line.

"I see…" She didn't say anything else and looked back at the women.

They were still admiring her while in their seats on the couch, every now and then they would reach out to the tables set in front of the chairs, taking a sip of their drink or eat some cake. She sighed. What was she? Some newfound entertainment for them? She wasn't a TV…

"But for my goddess, I can only keel before you, for I am nothing but a loyal servant…" Tamaki's voice fell into her ears, making her turn towards the man's table. She watched as the woman was practically jell-o in his hands, her eyes filled with hearts at his words.

"Oh wow…" The other two women also at his table swooned in response to his beauty.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention to you ladies." Tamaki spoke up. "Next week the Host Club will be sponsoring a party." He informed them.

"A party…" She mumbled to herself.

"What kind of party is it going to be?" A woman's question also caught her interest as she was talking about the party as well. "Is it going to be a formal party?" The woman asked. Kagome looked towards the woman and found herself staring at the twin's table.

"Yes. In fact, we rented the schools largest hall." Hikaru told her.

"It's the perfect place for dancing." Kaoru added. Hikaru looked towards his brother, and then softly pulled him close, leaning into him while gazing into his eyes deeply, lips inches apart.

"Though I really wanted to spend some alone time with you…" He confessed. "Kaoru." He whispered his brothers name gently, a soft expression on his face.

"Really, Hikaru…?" Kaoru had a small blush on his cheeks. "Honestly, I, too…" His blushed deepened.

"Eee~! Beautiful! Brotherly love with a tropical paradise flavor!" The girls squealed.

"Is it just me, or are they more annoying then usual?" She questioned to herself, while watching the girls squirm around- Yet she was surprised to hear someone actually answer her.

"Showing some skin proves popular with the ladies." Kyoya's deep voice spoke up once more, while he counted to write down on his clipboard. She looked over and saw that he has yet to move from the spot next to her rope line. What? Was he on watch duty today or something?

"I'm guessing that this whole tropical paradise was your idea, no?"

"I have no decision making authority." He confessed. "All the club's policies have been laid out by the club's king, Tamaki." He told her. "But-" He added. "I guess there's no harm in admitting to casually slipping a Boil photo book onto his desk." He smirked, pushing his glasses up with his finger.

"I thought so…" She rested her cheek onto her hand lazily, smirking.

Large squawks of cries were heard as they commented on how sexy she was- for the 100th time today.

She sighed, wondering if this day was going to end anytime soon…


Kagome laid on her couch, lazily staring at nothing on the ceiling. Rolling onto her side she grunted, propping her head onto her hand for support. She sighed, and closed her eyes. After a few moments an unnoticeable wrinkle appeared above her brow, and her eyes angled slightly in discomfort. She reached up, placing her hand over her face, leaving it there for just an instant, before moving and running her fingers through her hair instead.

She huffed and slowly got off of the couch. Placing her hands into her pockets she looked around the room. Everyone was chatting away like usual, and for some reason the noisy jungle atmosphere didn't really bother her, well, not as much as it normally does anyway.

Glancing to the side she saw her female guests watching her intensely, cooing and giggling to themselves. She turned to face them directly, and she then strolled towards them, a smirk on her face.

The female's gasped as they watched her place one leg over the velvet rope, soon followed by the other, crossing the border and slowly walked towards them. Their gasp alerted the others in the room and everyone's eyes widened with shock, while the room went completely still, wondering what she was going to do-

After taking her sweet time in walking to the ladies, she looked down at an empty seat on one of the couches. Without even a second thought, she roughly plopped her butt onto the couch beside her guests, and placed her feet onto the table in a huff.

Everyone's eyes bugled out of there heads, while the females around her screamed in joy. She smirked, which only caused the women to cry louder. Suddenly, she felt the whole room tremble as Tamaki was by her side in an instant staring her down with a blank look, as if saying 'What the hell'

"I'm in a good mood…" She told he calmly, while shrugging, her hands still in her pockets. The other hosts just shrugged as well, taking her explanation, and then going back to what they were doing, as if nothing happened.

"In a good mood?" Tamaki questioned, still hovering over her form like a vulture. "Have you forgotten that you put several of my beautiful doves in the hospital!" He reminded her. "Not only that but my poor, yet still lovely, wrists!" He held up his hands, showing his bandaged wrists.

"Hmm… cake." She mumbled, while reaching out and grabbing a plate of cake.

"You listening to me?"

"Mmm…" She nibbled on a small bite. "Strawberry…" The fork bobbing up and down in her mouth. The women gave a squeal of delight, hearts fluttering around their heads.

"Stop ignoring me!"

"Silence!" She ordered him, sending him a glare that promised death.

"Ah!" His whole body was quickly drained of all blood, causing him to go pale.

"Your voice is annoying. Stop talking to me."

"…" He was instantly placed into the nearest pity-corner. Tears were tumbling down his cheeks in waves as he held his knees. "But I'm beautiful." He mumbled. "My voice is like that of an angel…" He whimpered in defeat as sorrow oozed out of his depressing state.

Making the prince fall off his high and mighty throne is a fun and enjoyable game to her. She didn't know why, but watching him go into his slump brightens up her mood-

A smirk showed on her face, as the fork was still sticking out of the corner of her lips. The women around her cried in joy at the cold yet amused expression…


Kagome was leaning against the armrest, with her knuckles supporting her head in a bored attitude. The females kept their distance, even though they were just an arm stretch away from touching her- They resisted the temptation, knowing that if they did she might lash out at them, and that would cause her to be kicked out of the club.

With that threat hanging above them, they knew it was better to have her at least acknowledge their presence, then not see her at all. But she knew deep down that it was torture for the young females, being so close, yet so far. She smirked…

For the past hour she has done nothing but listen to the girls chatter, and talk to themselves. They would ask her questions but she would never answer them. The only way they knew she was even acknowledging them was every now and then she would give them a glance out of the corner of her eyes. Yet even that small movement caused them to giggle and blush, happy that she looked at them- Such simpleminded creatures, these yellow buffalo.

Just looking at their ridiculous yellow dress almost made her want to go blind-

"Why aren't you wearing any tropical attire like the other hosts, Kagome?" One of the women asked. She decided to humor the girl and actually answer her question.

"I'm not wearing that shit." She plainly stated. All the girls gasped around her, another smirk showed on her face. Must be shocked at her 'foul language'

"Ahhh~! He talked to me!" She squealed.

"So manly." Another one spoke.

"He is such a rogue!" She went into a drunken daze, hearts in her eyes.

"Tch." She scoffed at their silly reactions.

Her eyebrows angled slightly and she released a heavy sigh. She wiggled in her seat for a few moments, before an unnoticeable wrinkle showed above her brow. Reaching up she placed her hand to her shirt collar and hooked her finger over the small fabric opening. She pulled her shirt away from her chest, allowing more air to flow into her shirt from the opening in the collar.

She looked away from the giggling women, and had a discomforting look on her face. Reaching down she once again loosed her tie even more, until she got aggravated by the annoying cloth and tugged it off of her neck. Slowly, it trailed up and around her neck, before sliding off. Damn…

The girls squealed at the sight, and hoped she would take off more of her clothes. Kagome just rolled her eyes at their girly antics-

Something wet and cold pressed against her forehead and she blinked, before glancing up. She was surprised to see that it was Mori, holding a cold damp cloth in his hand, and had it placed on her forehead. A concerned look was on his face, as he dabbed the cloth around her heated cheeks. She gave a soft sigh of relief as the cold liquid touched her skin. Reaching up she gently placed her hand onto his, stopping him from continuing his treatment.

"…" He released the rag, allowing her to take it instead.

"Thank you…" Giving him nod in thanks. He just returned the nod with one of his own.

Taking the rag she placed it onto her collarbone, and closed her eyes as the magical cloth cooled her. Unbeknown to her the small droplets of water kissed her skin softly as it rolled down her face and exposed neck. Her body was giving of a small shimmer, which Tamaki could naturally make when he was doing 'beautiful' poses. The females squirmed and gave hushed squeals at the image she was unconsciously showing them. She then sighed and moved the rag across her throat and placed it on the back of her neck.

"How did you know?" She asked calmly, while opening her eyes again and looking at him. She was surprised to see a very light blush of pink show on his cheeks. Why was he blushing?

"From the moment the club started, you have been tugging at your tie." He told her. "I knew you must have been hot under your clothes."

"Heh…" She smirked. "I didn't know you was so observant, Mori." Yet he was right, the heating system was killing her- but not just because of the clothes. It was mostly from the bandages that were tightly wrapped around her chest.

He just continued to look down at her sitting form, with his indifferent expression, yet her smirk didn't waver. She then slightly moved her hand out, palm up, and motioned with her finger 'come here.' He looked at her for a moment, before bending down till he was eye-level with her.

She reached up and ran her fingers through his short but soft black hair, and after a moment of admiring his locks, she ruffled his hair playfully. The rough treatment caused a small smile to adorn his face. Her expression softened at the smile, and leaned towards him, pressing her forehead softly against his in a friendly gesture. She could tell he was slightly surprised at the contact, for he was blinking at her with a confused look. Their small bonding moment was shortly lived however-

"AHhHhhHhh~~!" The girls around her screamed bloody murder, causing her to jump in surprise. "Oh My God! That was so ADORABLE!" Then a wave of hearts crashed against her, almost drowning her from their sheer numbers.

"Uhgh…" She stood up, obviously upset by their strange affections. What's wrong with them?

A soft chuckle above her caught attention and she looked up. It was Mori- He was watching her with a strange softness in his eyes. He then reached up and rested his large hand onto her head. Repeating what she did to him moments before, he gave her hair a good shuffle, while the deep chuckle vibrated through his chest, finding the whole ordeal amusing.

The sound easily outdid all other noises, muffling them into soft hums- Even the girl's high pitched wails of joy was nothing but fuzz compared to the low rumbles that echoed through his chest.

She gave a soft sigh and closed her eyes. She realized, at that moment, that she enjoyed the sound very much…


It was now after six and the club was finally closed for the day. Mori was standing around a singular large table, discussing the plans for the upcoming party, along with the rest of the club members, all but Kagome and Tamaki.

Tamaki was sitting at a smaller table not too far away, slurping loudly at a bowl of 'commoner's ramen'. Kagome was sitting by a window, like usual, and not paying attention to what they where doing. Yet Mori noticed something was off with him. He looked almost pained for some reason, as he looked out of the window. This concerned him, but decided that Kagome wasn't the type of person to openly admit something was wrong.

"Hey boss!" Kaoru shouted to Tamaki. "Why don't you stop eating that commoner's ramen and come over here to help us with the party planning."

"Does it really bother you that Princess Kasuga has taken a liking to Haruhi?" Hikaru asked, knowing that's probably why he was acting strangely.

A small movement to the side caught Mori's attention. He watched as Kagome placed his feet onto the floor and slowly strolled over to Tamaki. His head was downcast, and his hair was covering over his eyes.

"You shouldn't be-" Kyoya was starting to speak.

Mori's eyes widened as he watched Kagome reached up and grip Tamaki's hair. In slow-motion he witnessed him slammed the man's face into the ramen bowl with a loud crash. Then a loud gurgled scream sounded from Tamaki as he yelled in pain from the hot noodles splashing onto his face, probably getting into his eyes.

"Stop… eating… that." Kagome's hissed voice ordered him through his clinched teeth.

Everyone watched in horror as he held the poor king down into the bowl, drowning him in the hot liquid. It wasn't until Tamaki became limp, did he release him and walk away, going to the door. Everyone crowded around the unmoving king, wondering if he was still alive.

The twin's lifted his head from the bowl, and paled once they realized he wasn't breathing.

"He's dead!" They gasped out.

"Tama-chan! Tama-chan! You can't die 'K?" Mitsukuni gripped his hand and started to pull on it, tears in his eyes.

"Tamaki-Senpai!" Haruhi looked on, shocked. She then reached over and placed her hand onto his cheek. "We have to give him mouth-to-mouth." She stated. Mori then saw a small, almost unnoticeable pink color appear on Tamaki's cheeks. "Here Honey!" Haruhi then picked up Honey and placed him near Tamaki's face. "You can do it."

"Yeah!" Honey cheered and slowly inched towards the king's face. It was at that moment when he 'miraculously' came back to life, popping out of his chair.

"I knew it…" Haruhi looked at Tamaki with a blank stare.

"Don't look at me like that Haruhi! I swear, I could see the light. It was so beautiful and full of flowers…" He then struck a pose. "Though they paled in comparison to my beauty…"

"Tama-chan!" Mitsukuni called to him, happy, while cute flowers floated around his head. "Does that mean you're a zombie now!" He looked at him with large eyes, amazed.

Mori smiled at his question, before looking towards the doors. Glancing back at Tamaki, and seeing that he was alright now, he walked to the large wooden doorway, going after Kagome.


Mori calmly jogged down the hallway, looking for Kagome. He didn't know what was wrong, but something must have upset him for him to do that to Tamaki- He quickly found him, and slowed his pace down to a small walk, calmly approaching him.

He had his hands in his pockets, facing one of the large windows that were placed throughout the hallway. Though he was looking out of the window, a hazed and dull sheen coated his eyes, showing that his mind was somewhere else.

"…" Mori just continued to stand behind him, unsure of what to do. He wasn't very good at these types of things-

"I hate it…" He suddenly whispered out, so softly, he almost missed it. His voice was very low, and sounded almost heartbroken. "Ramen." He added. "It disgusts me." He watched as his face took on a hardened look, as he glared at nothing in particular, obviously remembering something from his past.

"…" He reached up and gently placed a strong but reassuring touch onto his shoulder. The small gesture spoke many words, that he was unable voice- For him, his actions were always stronger then any words he could say.

Kagome turned his head enough to glance at his hand, before slowly following it up his arm, finally coming to rest onto his face. His dark orbs locked onto his deep piercing blue. After a few silent moments Kagome raised his hand, and placed it on top of his, then gave it a small squeeze.

"Thank you…" He whispered, and his eyes softened greatly towards him. The look was so kind and gentle, it surprised him that he was able to make such an expression- Yet it looked so natural, as if it belonged there.

A smile showed on his face, as he looked at the smaller male. He couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to see that look more often…


Next day…

Kagome was sitting by the window yet again, as she looked at the scenery outside. The soft sound of music was flowing around her, as Haruhi and one of her guests were dancing on the floor.

After she left, it turns out that Tamaki stated that Haruhi must attend the party, and learn how to dance as well, or else her actually being a girl will be revealed. If it was, she would be forced to work as an errand girl again. The party was in a week, so that should give Haruhi plenty of time, yet for the moment Tamaki didn't look too happy.

He was in his depressed mode, yet strangely enough he wasn't in a corner sulking, instead he was sitting at a window, like her, and looking at the floor with a gloom expression on his face. If that didn't beat all, he had this heavy aura around him which didn't suit him well- It was moments like these she would be smirking at the fallen prince's attitude, but today she didn't feel like it…

"What about you Kagome?" Hikaru asked with a smirk on his face. The twins suddenly appearing beside her.

"Yeah, if Haruhi has to go to the party you have to as well…" Kaoru continued.

"That means that you have to know how to dance." They told her with a grin.

"If you are trying to imply that I can't dance… you're wrong." She burst their bubble, speaking in a bored tone.

"Oh, so you can dance, uh?" They had a slightly sour look on her face. "Then prove it." Their smirk returned.

"…" She just continued to look out the window, not really in the mood to punch them in the face…

"Hmm, so you can't dance then uh-" They paused when they felt the strong touch of Mori, as he placed his hand onto their shoulders. Looking away from her they focused their eyes up at him.

"That's enough…" He told them.

They sighed, but then just shrugged and left, not really caring. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, before looking back out the window. He walked up to her, and then placed his hand onto her shoulder in silent reassurance.

"I'm fine…" She told him, closing her eyes.

"You can't dance, can you?" He suddenly asked, thinking that's what was bothering her. Her face dropped, and she almost fell over at his question- What?

"Oh brother…" She mumbled to herself, as she reached up and rubbed her face in slight annoyance. She sighed. "If I said no, would you teach me?" She asked, obviously joking.

"…"

When she didn't receive an answer she removed her hand and looked up at him. Her mouth opened, slightly ajar, when she saw a small blush was placed onto his cheeks. He gave a cough, and looked away from her, as if embarrassed that she would ask him- You can't be serious… Did he not know she was joking?

"…" She released a heavy sigh, yet she closed her eyes, a small laugh threatened to escape her lips. She then looked up at him with a soft expression. "I feel better now, thank you…"

He was somehow, yet again, able to lighten up her mood…


Kagome was still sitting at the window, yet this time she had more enthusiasm as she looked around the room. Haruhi was still trying to learn how to dance, while the woman she was with calmly instructed her, soft music playing in the background.

She watched with a smirk on her face, as Mori was 'dancing' with Honey as well. If you would call twirling around, over and over again, dancing. They just continued to spin around, while Mori held tightly onto Honey's wrists. The small boy laughed in glee, his body was suspended in mid-air from the quick spins, as if weightless.

"1-2-3... 1-2-3... Now remember to bring your feet together on 3." The woman dancing with Haruhi gave her some pointers, she believed her name was Kanako -Kasuga- something. "Remember, the gentleman always leads, and make sure to look at the woman you're dancing with."

"I- uh, got it." Haruhi spoke, unsure. In her own clumsiness she tripped over her own feet, and they both fell onto the floor, Haruhi on top of the young woman. A blush appeared on her face and she was quick to apologize. "I'm so sorry, Miss Kasugasaki!"

"Its ok, Haruhi." The female whispered her name, while wrapping her arms around the male clothed female. Obviously not realizing 'he' was a 'she.' Like all the other females in this school…

"Why so gloomy boss?" The twins questioned Tamaki's depressing state, as he was still sitting by the window.

"I bet it's because he wanted to be the one Haruhi practiced with." Kaoru stated his opinion as to why the prince was in a slump.

"I think you may be right, but he's way too tall to stand in as a woman." Hikaru agreed, and they both smirked.

Another smirk also appeared on Kagome's face as the looked at the fallen king, her mood back into place, and finally able to enjoy the saddened state he was in. Today was just going to be another normal day after all, now that she felt better she could act like she usually would, her mind clear from any bad memories- She looked back over at Mori and saw that he finally stopped dancing, for the music ceased playing in the background.

He had Honey sitting on his shoulders, the small boys legs were wrapped around his neck softly, and the quiet man held onto his ankles so he wouldn't fall off. All and all the picture looked rather cute as Honey laid his chin on top of Mori's hair with his large brown eyes smiling at everyone. Mori just had his usual indifferent expression, weighing down Honey's light attitude with his heavy atmosphere, creating a wonderful balance.

"Heh…" She gave a lighthearted snort. Hard to believe that he was able to make her feel better with just a simple touch… Then again- She looked away from them and back towards the window, a distance look on her face. He was able to do the same…

"Thanks so much for allowing me to practice with you." Haruhi's voice fell into her ears. She looked over towards the sound and found her standing next to a table, where that Kanako woman was sitting at.

"No problem." She reassured her. "I heard that you're not seeing any customers today, so that you could practice dancing." She smiled at her. "I'm glad I got to spend this time alone with you."

"Umm…" Haruhi wasn't sure what to say at that point.

"Oh my." Kanako whispered. "This is a new tea set isn't it?" She questioned while lifting up the green cup. "It's Ginori." She stated.

"Ginori?" Haruhi questioned, obviously not knowing what she was talking about.

"You have a keen eye, mademoiselle." Kyoya appeared beside her. "In fact we just received them yesterday." He confessed. "We decided it was time for the club to upgrade its tea sets."

"I see. What a pretty color…" The woman the touched the cup more gently, while gazing into the tea with a soft expression.

"I know that look…" Kagome mumbled to herself. She closed her eyes and sighed-

Suddenly she noticed something was off. She looked up and spotted Tamaki's depressed state suddenly vanished, as if it was never there, but he had a concentrated look on his face, never leaving the window's side. Well, guess all good things must come to an end sometime- She sighed in disappointment, her happy smirk leaving her once he wasn't in his gloomy slump anymore.

"H-hello?" The soft click of the door opening, followed by an even softer voice caught her attention. She looked at the doorway, spotting a man walking inside with a yellow box held in his arms. "I'm here with the new tea cups you ordered." He stated his reason for being there.

"Ah, thank you." Kyoya said while walking up to him in greeting. "Every item you have chosen for us has been extremely popular with the ladies, I'm quite impressed." He complimented him.

"Well that's good to hear." The man said with a smile.

"Are you from the company?" Haruhi asked, while she too walked up to the boy.

"No I'm just a student. Can't you tell by the uniform?" He asked. Though he was wearing the shirt and tie, the male opted to place a yellow sweater on over top, instead of the usual blue jacket.

"Oh Haruhi, you're so funny." Kanako gave a small laugh, catching everyone's attention. "But that is understandable. He does not look like the heir to a first-class corporation."

It was after that moment that Kagome deemed the conversation to be boring, and tuned them out. Yet all the while she continued to stare at Kanako's face, as it slowly drooped to a very sad, and almost heartbroken look. After a short chat with Kyoya the man left, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Hmm-

"Enjoying your time at the host club?" Tamaki sudden appeared and leaned against the small table, staring at the woman.

"Eh?" She was caught off guard by his sudden appearance and looked up at him.

"I get the feeling, you and that guy are pretty close." Haruhi stated her opinion while walking back towards the table, yellow box in her hand.

"EH!" The woman looked as if she was about to have a heart attack, and started at her in disbelief. "D-Don't be ridiculous!" She gave a small laugh. "What makes you say that, Haruhi!" She quickly got up, sweating bullets, and walked to the door while waving goodbye. "Now if you'll please excuse me-" She rushed to the door. "Take care." She muffled out, while slamming the door behind her.

"That was a rushed retreat." Kagome mumbled herself with a smirk- She was obliviously lying…

"Haru-chan!" Honey perked up while waving his arms around. "You didn't know? Tohru-kun-" Must be the boy who just left. "Is Kasuga's Fiancée!" He told her with a smile on his face.

"Kyoya." Tamaki called to him. "How long have you known this?" He asked.

"About the two of them being engaged?" He asked, while reaching to his side, and pulling out his trusty notebook. "Well, as you know, I conduct background checks on all our customers." The notebook flipped open and he scanned the page. "The two were childhood friends. Seems their engagement was arranged by their parents." He told him. "The information does not pose any use to me, so I just ignored it." He stated calmly.

"You…" Tamaki gave a sigh.

"Tohru Suzushima." Kyoya started to tell them his impressions on the male. "Grades are impressive. Family prestige is so-so. Looks are average but he is reliable" At that point Kagome wasn't sure if he was complimenting him or shooting him down. "If I had to pick a bad aspect-" The twins then appeared on either side of him and finished his statement.

"He doesn't have a strong impression." Hikaru announced.

"He's weak." Kaoru added.

"In other words, he's boring." Kyoya finished, closing his notebook with a soft snap.

"Harsh…" Kagome whispered with a smirk. "He shows no mercy towards guys, uh?" She mumbled to herself, snorting.

"Tohru-kun is a nice person." Honey's cute voice tried to stick up for the guy. "Right?"

"Yeah." Mori agreed, yet he still had his indifferent expression so you weren't really sure what he was thinking.

"Well then…" Tamaki's voice lifted up, as he stepped forward, getting everyone's attention. "Let's write out a plan." He ordered.

"What for?" Everyone questioned, except her and Mori.

"Men, it is our responsibility as members of the elite Ouran Host Club, to make every girl happy!" He announced proudly and with much seriousness, while shimmers of unknown sparkles shined around him in a dramatic effect.

"Oh boy…" Kagome sighed and boredom, knowing that it was going to be a very long week…


One Week Later…

"It is so good to see you here tonight, my little lambs." Tamaki spoke to everyone while standing on top of the entrance stairway. "The Ouran Host Club would like to bid you…" He gave a soft bow as a spotlight shown on him. "Welcome."

Then every chandelier came on, as well as a live orchestra, mostly consisted of violins, started playing soft music in the background. All the females on the dance floor clapped softly in applause, as everyone rose from a bowed position, except for her. Everyone was dressed for tonight occasion, except for her, and everyone looked excited, except for her. She had her hands in her pocket in annoyance, while her head was whipped to the side. They were all placed in a line, and she was at the end, standing beside Mori.

"As always ladies, the Host Club members are here for your entertainment." Kyoya started to speak, his arms open wide in a welcoming gesture. "So we invite you to dance till your hearts content." Implying they can dance with anyone of us- She snorted. Except her of course- "Base on your dancing skills one lucky lady will be chosen as tonight's Queen." He announced. "The Queen's reward will be a passionate kiss on the cheek, from our King."

"Good luck to you…" Tamaki spoke. "My darlings." He gave them a brilliant smile, and winked at them, while roses surrounded his form in a dramatic effect.

"Ah~!" All the women swooned, and some even fainted, while hearts fluttered all around the room.

"Haruhi, show some enthusiasm." The twins appeared behind her. She was slouched forward slightly, not looking very happy to be there. They didn't bother to tell Kagome to cheer up 'cause, well- She was never really happy about anything…

"Well I'm not use to this sort of thing." Haruhi confessed. "I've only gone to the festivals held in my neighborhood park."

"I don't know if you can considerer that a dance party or not…" Kyoya told her. "Well, at least have a taste of the food here." He recommended her to try the food. "It'll be a treat."

"A treat?" She questioned. She then looked over towards him with large eyes, full of hope. "Like Ootoro?" (Ootoro is a fat tuna meat)

"Ootoro!" Everyone spoke in shock, while Kyoya's pen snapped in-two from the sudden pressure. Suddenly Tamaki jumped down from his higher position on the stairs and landed beside them.

"Kyoya! Get us some Ootoro immediately!" He ordered while pointing towards him. The man was already one step head of him, dialing in the last numbers on his cell phone and placing it to his ear.

"Add some premium sushi platters to that." He told the other person on the line.

While all of this was happening the twins was huddled on either side of a cheery red Haruhi, hugging her head and rubbing their cheek against hers.

"Poor child." They had tears at the edges of their eyes in pity. "Poor little thing..." They tried to comfort her, whispering in a hushed voice. "Aww…"

"Heh…" Kagome smirked, finding it rather funny.


Kagome leaned against a support beam that rested alongside the dance floor. She watched as everyone was dancing merrily and an air of delight floated around the entire room as they all were enjoying themselves. Yet not surprisingly though no one was bold enough to ask her for a dance. Doing so would be like reaching for the impossible- its not gong to happen. But that doesn't mean the ladies gave up watching her from afar, with a dazed, heart filled expression on their faces.

She sighed, but then spotted their target, Kanako, enter the dance floor with Haruhi. Just as the two were about to dance, Mori and Honey zoomed forward and picked up Haruhi, then whizzed by in a shadowy blur. The stunned woman was left alone, thinking to believe that 'he' was kidnapped. Kagome smirked…

Looking around she noticed that all the other Host were already missing in action, which left everyone questioning where they disappeared to.

"Idiots…" During this 'great' plan of theirs they could have thought of someone to stay behind and entertain the females- Her eyes widened slightly, realizing that 'someone' was her. A soft growl rumbled in her chest before she huffed and stood from her comfortable perch. Might as well humor them-

She walked between the dance floor, her movements catching the eyes of all the females in the room. They sighed in relief when they realized not all the hosts were gone- Without acknowledging them, she walked over to the table of food, looking over its containments. The whole reason she came to this party was to get some free food anyway- The entire table was full of beautiful food, yet she has never seen food like this before, so she was reluctant to try any of it. Something familiar caught her eye, and she smirked.

"Cake…" She mumbled, and walked over towards the huge white tower cake. It was decorated pretty nicely with flowers and things, but she didn't care about that really. "Hmm…" She looked down at it, and she felt all eyes were glued to her form, wondering what she was doing-

Reaching out with her bare hand, she dipped her finger into the lovely, untouched cake, and slowly raked her finger along the icing. She then raised her icing-tipped finger to her lips, placing it into her mouth. Everyone gave a deep gasp, which only caused her to smirk more. They are no doubt horrified that she would defile this cake, with her rude and disgusting manners-

"Ahh~! Such a rogue!" They all screamed in delight, as hearts filled their eyes in pleasure. What?

"As expected from Kagome! So defiant!"

"Yet he is still so cool and icy!"

"Tch." She scoffed, not liking their complements, and walked away from the cake- She didn't take but two steps before the herd of buffalos charged the defenseless tasty treat, sending the whole room trembling from their mighty stampede. "What the-" She watched in slight surprise as all the women were fighting over 'the cake that Kagome touched.' Yelling, and even going as far as throwing food, competing for a slice that had the icing part raked.

What is wrong with the women at this school…? She thought to herself as she easily dodged the clumps of food that were thrown wildly across the room.

Suddenly a large light coming from outside caught everyone's attention, ceasing the crazed girls and their food fight. Soon after Tamaki's voice echoed throughout the dance hall-

"Well then, Ladies and Gentlemen, our lovely night together has finally come down to the finally song for the night." He announced.

The women then noticed that all the Host members were standing outside, looking at the two people standing in the spot light. Which, she might add, had all their focus, and no one at the moment took note at the chaos that happened inside while they where gone- The females then giggled, and started to whisper among each other as they all gathered behind the Host members, acting as if nothing happened and they were all best friends again…

Kagome just shrugged, and then followed the ladies outside, and stood beside Mori.

"The last dance has been chosen by the Host Club for…" Tamaki stretched his hand out and motioned towards Kanako and Tohru. "This couple." After a few silent moments from the couple, Tohru looked towards Kanako, and bowed to her.

"May I have this dance?" He asked.

"…" She just looked at him, slightly stunned, before a soft expression overtook her face and she smiled. "Yes." She then placed her hand into his and they started to dance, as gentle music played in the background.

"Ah~" Tamaki gave a sigh of relief, happy. "May this awkward couple be forever blessed!" He threw his hands out widely.

"And now we will announce the queen of the ball!" Hikaru's voice flowed throughout the area as he spoke into a microphone.

"Congratulates- Kagome!" Kaoru yelled cheerfully into his own microphone and threw his hands into the air. The twins then locked arms and started laughing evilly.

"Me?" She questioned. "But I never even danced…" She mumbled. "And I'm a dude." She added, knowing that they possibly couldn't have realized the truth…

"Yeah, well, Kyoya did say that 'an accident at the end will heat things up.' " They quoted with a smirk. "Now go do your thing, boss." They then shoved Tamaki towards her. The prince stumbled slightly before turning completely white.

"I-I-" He couldn't form words, and slowly raised his head to look at her in the eyes.

"…" Her body erupted in heated flames of death as she stared him down with the most deadliest glare she could muster.

"AHHH!" He gave a horrified scream and covered his face with his hands, cowering. "No way!" He objected.

"Aw that's too bad." Hikaru teased.

"Yeah, I'm sure if you prove that you're brave and kiss him on the cheek…" Kaoru continued.

"Than Kagome might not hate you so much…" They finished together. "He might even think of you as a friend…" They added with a cheeky grin.

"Really?" He lowered his hands enough to look at them, a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Yeah."

"Kagome!" He called to her. He then ran towards her, arms wide. "Daddy is coming-!" In one quick motion she smacked him with the back of her hand, knocking him away from her. His body flew threw the air before slamming into the wall behind her, making a perfectly shaped indent. Everyone gave a small hiss- Ouch.

"No." She calmly stated. She then lowered her arm and gave a sigh- Her eyes snapped open when she felt something soft press against the side of her cheeks. The twins gave a satisfied hum on either side of her, before pulling away, smirking. Everyone stared at her wide-eyed, knowing that the twin's just signed their death warrant.

She slowly raised both her hands up. The twins lowered their head's slightly, while closing their eyes, waiting to be hit- She gave a small huff, a smirk on her face, and gently placed her hand onto their head's. She then gave their hair a good ruffle, and the twins laughed at the rough treatment.

Everyone watched the small bonding moment with both admiration and amazement. Main reason was because Kagome didn't kill them- Tamaki watched with teary eyes as Kagome playfully patted their heads.

"It's the 'I like you' touch!" He cried out. "That's supposed to be me! That was my kiss they stole!" He whined as waterfall tears cascaded down his cheeks in waves. "How come I'm the only one who got hit?" He questioned dramatically, while staring into the sky, as if waiting for an answer.

"THE CAKE!" Suddenly Honey's horrified screams fell into their ears, making everyone pause what they were doing. When then turned around-

All the Host's bodies drained of all color at the disastrous chaos that was once the dance room. Food was splattered around every surface of the once beautiful room. All of the food was gone from the table and was now on the floors, walls, and the women's dresses.

"My lovely doves!" Tamaki was on his feet, while gripping one of the ladies hands into his. "Kagome!" He made a small gasp, shocked. "How could you do such a thing to these poor girls!"

"And the cake!" Honey once again was crying over the cake, that was nothing but small scraps of what it use to be.

"Well." Kyoya's voice spoke up. "I'll just add the cleaning bill onto Haruhi's ever growing debt…" He spoke while scribbling down on his clipboard. Haruhi groaned in displeasure.

"I didn't-" She started to tell them, but then stopped and sighed. "Whatever…" It doesn't matter. Not like they would believe her- She placed her hands into her pockets.

"The cake~!" Honey continued to cry waterfall tears, mourning for the cake…


Kagome stood in the hallway, just outside the Music Room. She was staring out of a large window, one of many that littered the corridor, and practically the whole school, now that she thinks about it.

All of the other Hosts went into the room and got dressed back into their normal clothing, before leaving. Haruhi, of course, was the first to get dressed, pushing the others out, then went home. The others then went in one at a time and finished getting clothed- yet she didn't have to, because she never once changed out of her shirt, slacks, and boots.

Even when everyone did cosplay and such, she never changed. That fact seemed appealing to the women who requested her for some reason, saying that's one of the reasons she was such a 'rogue.' She snorted. Its not like she did it to please them, it was who she was. She looked down at her cloths, and reached up, touching her black tie.

"I like my clothes…" She stated. They are quite comfortable, and she wore them long before she even attended this school-

Soft and slow footfalls tread behind her, approaching her form. She paid it no mind, and continued to look outside, while unconsciously rubbing her tie in small circles with her thumb. If they truly wished to attack her, they wouldn't be so simpleminded as to sneak up to her person with such a noisy approach-

The hard thumps came to a stop directly behind her, yet she still did not remove her gaze from the glass. At that moment the scent of caramel wafted into her senses, tickling her nose. She knew right away who it was.

It was Mori, she could never mistake his sweet aromatic flavor. But she was curious as to why he was still here. He must have been the last to change, but why hasn't he gone home yet? She was left to wonder as he continued to stand behind her, not saying anything.

Then again it was Mori, he could be thinking about anything-

Why was he here? She couldn't help but let her curiously get the best of her. Did he want to discuss something with her? She mentally shook her head. No, he wasn't the talking type. Maybe he just saw her and, like her, wanted to know why she has not left the school grounds yet. Not knowing the answer, she took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly through her nose. His soft scent flowed throughout her body and relaxed her.

Hmm. Her mind trailed off of Mori and why he was here, and onto something else, already bored with it.

Today was a good day, now that she thought about it. Once she got past the pestering gibberish of the girls, she found herself actually 'okay' with the party. The music was soft, and didn't annoy her by blaring into her skull. The comical scenes of the Hosts and even those of the females, as they fought and threw the food, made the night rather exciting and easily found herself entertained at the very least.

"I never got to dance…" She softly confessed with a sigh, while releasing her tie and placing her hands into her pockets.

"You look disappointed…" He noted. She could hear a faint tint of amusement laced within his tone.

"Of course not." She turned her head away and glanced at the floor in a huff. After a few silent moments she heard a shuffle to her side, so she tuned her head and looked.

"May I have this dance?" Mori softly bowed to her, and extended his hand towards her in a polite gesture. She just stared at his hand with her usual cold facade for a few moments. Raising her hand above his, a smirk showed on her face.

"High-five!" She playfully slapped her hand into his.

"…?" He looked at his hand in confusion then at her.

"Heh." Her smirk grew, and she reached out, touching his hair in a friendly gesture. "You're so sweet." She commented towards him, her voice holding a gentler tone. "Takashi…" She called his name, while she looked at him with a soft expression. She could see his eyes widen just a tiny bit, and a faint blush went across his nose. "Thank you…" She then ruffled his hair, before removing her hand and placing it back into her pocket. "But I'm not interested."

She smirked, and turned around, walking away. Glad that at least someone was brave enough to asked her to dance…

"I'll see you tomorrow, Kagome." He called to her as she was leaving.

She raised her hand and waved to him over her shoulder without even looking, the smirk never leaving her amused expression...


~~~~~~~~~ Extra Skit ~~~~~~~~~


"HIGH-FIVE!"

Mori was walking around the Host Club with a concentrated look on his face, staring down at his hand.

"Something wrong, Mori?" Kyoya's cool voice fell into his ears.

"Hmm…" He looked away from his hand and at the male standing before him. "What is a 'High-Five'? " He asked him.

" 'High-Five?' " The male repeated, pushing his glasses up with his finger. Mori just nodded. "I believe that it is a commoner's way of greeting one another…" He told him.

"Greeting?" He wasn't completely sure if that was right- After all, Kagome didn't stay that in a greeting, did he?

"Well, I'm not 100% positive with my assumptions." He confessed. "But you could ask Haruhi, after all, she is a commoner and would know more about it then I." He stated.

"…" He just nodded and went off to find Haruhi, hoping she would know what it was…

It didn't take much effort to find her, for she was setting the tables, getting ready. The club was not open to guests yet, there was several more minutes until their doors were open for customers.

"Haruhi." He called towards her to get her attention. She paused in her movements and looked at him over her shoulder.

"Mori?" She sounded slightly surprised, and tilted her head curiously. "Is there something you need?"

"What does 'High-Five' mean?" He asked.

"High-Five?" She repeated. Placing her tray of cups onto the table she turned around to face him. He just nodded. "A High-Five is- Umm…" She placed her hand onto her chin, trying to think of a simple explanation. "Put your hand up like this." She told him, while raising her hand up beside her head, palm open and facing towards him.

"…" He did as he was instructed and placed his hand up beside his head, palm open and facing towards her-

"High-Five!" She jumped as high as she could and smacked her hand into his.

"…?" He blinked a few times and looked at his hand. At that moment, he realized that they gathered a crowd, as the rest of the host members circled around them, curious.

"That's a High-Five." She told him. "Its can be used as a greeting, or as a form of cheers, when one person does something another might want to congratulate them, by giving a High-Five." She explained. Everyone around them nodded, soaking up the information like a sponge. "Like if I did great on a test, a friend hears about it, and wants to give me a High-Five for a good job." She then tried to reenact it, and pulled Mitsukuni out of the group.

"Yay!" The happy boy cheered, glad she picked him for the demonstration.

"Just hold your hand out above your head."

"Like this?" He gave her a bright grin, flowers around his head, as he stretched his hand out above his head far as he could. She just gave him a soft smile and nodded.

"Dude! I just got an A+ on my test!" She tried to act all excited, yelling.

"High-Five!" Mitsukuni cheered excitedly, waving his arm around. Haruhi then tapped her hand into his, laughing. The boy's face lit up with joy, eyes growing large with happiness. "That was so cool!" The flowers around his head spun wildly. Everyone else watched with absolute fascination at this 'commoner's High-Five'

"But something like that is mostly done as a joke between friends." She also added. She watched with amusement as the twins, Takashi, and Mitsukuni started to give multiple High-Fives to one another with large grins plastered onto their faces.

"Friends…?" Mori repeated the word, looking down at his hand. Does that mean Kagome thinks of him as a friend?

"High-Five!" Tamaki cheered, slapping Mitsukuni's hand.

"High-Five!" Honey replied back, while receiving Tamaki's High-Five.

"High-Five!" The twins spoke, while raising their hands. Tamaki slapped Hikaru's hand, while Mitsukuni High-Fived Kaoru. All four of them started laughing, obviously enjoying themselves. It was at that moment Kagome walked into the room-

"Kagome!" Tamaki called for him, while running at him happily. "High-Five!" He raised his hand out, a bright smile on his face.

"No." He stated, while coldly walking passed him. The King gasped in shock, before all color drained from his body, and he appeared in the nearest corner, tears in his eyes. A dark aura loomed over his sunken state.

"Boss." The twins called for him. Then they raised their hands together, between their bodies, a sneaky grin on her face. "High-Five!"

"High-Five!" Tamaki quickly recovered, and ran towards them full speed.

He stretched his hand above his head, a joyous smile on his face. Just as he neared them he slammed his hand down and-

"Psych!" The twins quickly pulled their hands away and he missed, landing face first into the floor. They then started snickering at their fallen King. "I can't believe he fell for it!"

Instantly, Tamaki was crouched at the nearest corner, once again depressed.

"That was mean…" He mumbled to himself while pulling his knees to his chest. The twin's just pointed and laughed at his slumped form, as it seemingly got smaller and smaller in size…

Mori gave a small chuckle as he watched the scene, finding it amusing…