Look! I has new chapter! *pats self on back*

Am I spelling Kyouya wrong?! Is it supposed to be Kyoya?! Does it matter which way I spell it? ('cause honestly, I prefer Kyouya).

While trying to write this chapter, I spent a lot of time re-watching OHSHC, looking at the bad-boy 2p s (Hetalia), and listening to songs that may inspire me (among them being "I Know You Want Me, Me Myself and I, Despicable Me, Sexy and I Know It, Bo$$, etc.)

I know that it is kind of annoying when people respond with the next chapter, so imma make this as short as possible for you guys. …Please don't get angry.

CIRCUMLOQUACIOUS

Awww! Thank you! \(//)/

VICTO557

I'm glad you found this funny. You're advice was great, thank you for helping me out!

NAES 151

Yaaay! Me too :P

SHUTUPANDEAT

You are hilarious. I'm glad you told me not to delete it, because I wasn't too sure about this fic. P.S. Kyouya is my fav as well :)

ACTUALLYASIACANT

Thanks! I'm glad you like it.

NO- TIME LORD

I KNOW RIGHT

HIKARU KAORU PLUS HARUHI

Awww, thanks for the support!

BOOK NERDS AND CHOCOLATE

This chapter is for you! The only reason I am posting this today is because of how much you love this fic and how desperately you seem to want chapter two, so… here ya go!

EMBERARTICWOLF

Pffft! I know right! When I wrote that I was laughing so hard at the idea of MORI showing off a heavenly booty.

THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU GUYS!

If I owned OHSHC, there would be no Haruhi, only me and my club of hot boyfriends.


As Mori walked in, Kyouya only took a single look at him before he started to pout. After he had gotten over the initial shock from the new look and attitude, his brain had gone into overdrive trying to calculate how much money this bet could loose the club, and he was NOT happy with the numbers he was coming up with, hence the pouting.

He had estimated that, among Mori's usual guests, only a slim percentage would ask for the "bad-boy" type. Kyouya knew that almost every girl desires to be with a bad-boy at some point in her life, but he also knew that most of the girls who attend Ouran Academy would not be permitted to be around a bad-boy.

Kyouya shook his head and sighed. I guess I'll just have to see how this plays out.

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"Tamaki, is it true that Mori will no longer be hosting?"

"Tamaki, what happened to Mori? Oh, I hope he's ok!"

"You won't leave, right, Tamaki?" The chorus of voices was grating on Tamaki's nerves. The guests who requested HIM only wanted to talk about MORI.

"Poor Hunny! He looks so lonely over there!"

Uh, no! He absolutely does not looklonely! He is joking around with the girls surrounding him! AND HES EARING CAKE! I THINK HE IS JUST FINE OVER THERE WITHOUT MORI! Tamaki fumed.

It was then that Tamaki noticed the door opening. He practically saw red when all of the girls in the ENTIRE FREAKING ROOM turned to stare - all of them frozen in place. It was Mori, but not the Mori he had made his bet with. No, this was some punk who looked like Mori. He made a bet with the old Mori, the quiet loner and bodyguard.

Tamaki looked around for "mommy". He knew that since this was obviously breaking the rules, Kyouya would be on his side. Instead of finding "mommy" - who was still upset - , he found the other host club members. Hunny was looking at Mori with a blank-but-slightly-saddened expression. The twin devils' jaws had hit the ground, while their eyes had popped out of their sockets. Haruhi though, man! Tamaki wouldn't be surprised if her underwear was wet.

Now that was not good. No, sir, that is NOT supposed to happen! She is supposed to fall for ME! Not HIM! Tamaki was gnashing his teeth together.

Lucy, one of Tamaki's guests, had just gotten up to go home when Mori had entered. She suddenly slipped (for the Twins had left a bannana peel, of course! :P) when Mori appeared out of nowhere and caught seemed to break the spell as the whole room erupted in a series of squeals. Lucy was blushing furiously under Mori's sexy stare.

"Woah, girl. You better watch out, 'cause you're only allowed to be falling for me." Mori said in a deep, rough, sexy voice as he winked at her. He helped her up before wrapping his arm around her waist. He then guided her to his table, which filled up the second he made it over there. Practically every girl was there at his table.

Mori let out a deep chuckle at the sight of so many confused, but obviously intrigued girls. This will be easier than I imagined, he thought with a shark-like grin.


Ugh, how was Mori? I am completely clueless about bad-boys. Does anybody have any general guidelines for bad-boy characters?

If you have any ideas or suggestions, feel free to let me know! I can't do this without y'all! I seriously almost gave up this story before I saw the fabulous comments, so thank you for the support! You guys are all so sweet! (^3^)-Kiss~