Alright, I'd pretty much given up on this, since I have absolutely no plot for it, and that makes it really hard to write. Then I read this other really awesome Ouran HSHC fanfic on quizilla, and I was like DUDE I miss that… So I will TRY to keep writing, without the plot, just because I like my fluff ideas! XD Well I do have a couple dramatic ideas too, but yeah. If you have an idea, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Leave me a review or send me a message or an email about it, because I would love a little feedback, and if you give me a good idea, I will probably use it, and of course give you credit.

Chapter Two

Kyoya and Akira

Akira and Kyoya had sat for a while, exchanging basic small talk. Kyoya told her about his father's business, and his two older brothers. She'd stared in admiration when he explained how hard he'd been working to be noticed so that he might have a chance to take over the company.

After being caught staring and blushing furiously, Akira mentioned her parents' large shipping industry and that she was an only child, with only one other known relative that she'd never met.

Kyoya seemed interested when she mentioned her parents' shipping industry. He reached for his laptop and hit a few buttons before growling in irritation and snapping it back shut.

"What's wrong with it?" Akira inquired, trying to peer over his shoulder at it.

"Nothing. Problems with the wireless internet connection." He replied, adjusting his glasses.

Akira blinked. "Can't you fix it?"

"I've tried," Kyoya muttered, irritation creeping into his voice. "But nothing I do seems to work. I've rebooted it tons of times and done too many virus scans to count, as well as various other things, but none of it has any effect."

Akira shook her head slightly and then turned away to unsuccessfully attempt to hide her laughter. "What's so funny?" He demanded.

She snickered again and gestured towards the laptop. "Let me see it."

Kyoya stared suspiciously at her.

Akira motioned again, this time a tad impatiently. "I can fix it, just let me see."

He reluctantly handed his laptop to her with a warning. "If you break it, you owe me a new one."

"And if I fix it, you owe me… Well, I'll decide what you owe me later. I'm sure having you in my debt will pay off someday," She teased, sticking her tongue out at him.

He rolled his eyes and peered at the screen, trying to see what she was doing, but she turned and blocked his view. He gave her a look and adjusted himself again, still attempting to see it. She just giggled and scooted farther away. Kyoya sighed in defeat and waited for her to get as frustrated as he had and give up.

Akira reached up and slid her glasses up her nose, then right clicked on an icon on the bottom right toolbar. A few options appeared in a small window, and she clicked repair connection. Then she folded her hands and waited until another window popped up.

Connection successfully repaired. She smirked and closed the window, handing the laptop back to Kyoya. "Try it now."

Kyoya gave her a disbelieving glance, and then clicked the internet icon. Sure enough, the internet homepage popped up. He stared at the screen, then her, in complete surprise.

"How in the world did you…" He trailed off.

She grinned and shrugged. "I don't think I'll say."

His jaw went slack and his eyebrows shot up toward his hairline. "Really… You're not going to tell me how you fixed it?" He aimed a disbelieving glare in her direction.

Akira smiled innocently, unfazed. "This way, you'll need me next time it happens," She explained, sticking her tongue out at him immaturely.

Kyoya rolled his eyes and almost stuck his tongue out right back at her, but he stopped himself, remembering that he was the smart, mature one.

Akira just laughed. Kyoya shot her a weird look, and she shook her head. "It's just funny, because you're supposed to be so smart. Too smart, apparently."

"I'm not sure I follow…" He said slowly.

"Well, since the solution is so simple, you completely overlooked it. You figured it had to be solved by some big, difficult process, but it didn't. That's the way geniuses think," She explained.

"You're obviously the brains in your group, though," Kyoya countered. "What's your excuse? How do you not 'overlook' the simple things?"

"I may be smart, but I'm still immature," She said with a laugh. "Unlike you, Ootori, I know how to have fun. Therefore, I'm not a total genius."

Kyoya faked being offended. "Who says I don't know how to have fun?"

"It's written all over," She replied easily. "I can just tell. You're the one who's always responsible, right?"

"So?"

She just shrugged. "The responsible ones tend to be less fun."

"I could be plenty fun if I so chose to be," Kyoya sniffed.

Akira laughed. "Whatever you say. As long as you're not a killjoy or a complete airhead, you're good in my book."

Honey and Rini

Rini watched with a small smile as Honey took bite after bite of his cake, savoring each morsel. Every few moments, she herself would take another delicate bite, chewing slowly.

"Good, Huh?" Honey asked with a big smile. Rini smiled in return and nodded. Honey then held up his pink plush bunny. "This is Usa-chan!" He introduced.

Rini laughed and reached out, grabbing hold of one of the bunny's arms as though shaking its hand. "Very nice to meet you, Usa-chan."

Honey seemed pleased and took another large bite of cake. "Do you have a friend like Usa-chan?" He asked once he'd swallowed.

Rini looked down sadly. "Yes, I did, but he… disappeared. I can't find him anywhere."

Honey looked at her with sympathy. "Do you want to borrow Usa-chan?" He asked kindly. "Or if you wanted, I could find you a new one."

Rini looked up in surprise, and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, but it just wouldn't be the same."

"I know!" Honey said grinning. "But then the new one would be special in a different way, and you could use that one until you find him!"

Rini's eyes shone. "Thank you…"

"If you come back and see me tomorrow, I'll have one for you, I promise!"

Mori and Kazumi

"How did you get to be a host if you never talk?" Kazumi asked suddenly, having been sitting in silence for several minutes. She blushed when she realized how rude she sounded. "Erm, I didn't mean any offense, I just, um…" She murmured, covering her blazing cheeks with her hands.

Mori, however, didn't seem to mind. "I usually take guests with Mitsukuni," He replied in his deep, gravelly voice.

"Oh… Um, I didn't realize you were so close to him. You two seem very different," Kazumi observed quietly.

"We're cousins," Mori explained. "By marriage," He added at her confused look.

"Oh… That's sweet," Kazumi said softly.

There were a few more moments of silence, but this time it was broken by Mori. "What are your interests?"

As if there were any more generic conversation starters than this. Kazumi smiled shyly. "I sing."

"In front of people?"

Kazumi flushed. "Oh, no, no! Nothing like that. I have terrible stage fright, I don't usually sing unless I'm alone."

Mori made a soft humming noise, as though he were thinking. "If you tried it more often, maybe you would get used to it."

Kazumi bowed her head slightly to hide her blush. "Oh, I don't think so. Besides, I'm not all that good," She admitted with a nervous laugh.

"Somehow I don't believe you," He said in his low voice. Kazumi glanced up with wide eyes to meet the small, friendly smile on his face.

Kazumi felt yet another blush rise to her cheeks, and she couldn't bring herself to answer.

"Maybe you should sing for the host club sometime," He suggested lightly.

Kazumi glanced up at him through her eyelashes. "Yes… Maybe I should."

Teru and Haruhi

"Has anyone ever told you that you look kinda like a girl?" Teru asked curiously as he sat in the corner with Haruhi, hiding from Tamaki.

Haruhi sighed. "Once or twice, yes."

Teru nodded. "So… What's up with that creepy guy over there? Why was he calling himself your 'daddy'?"

Haruhi laughed slightly and shrugged. "I really don't know. Tamaki is… Really odd, I guess. There's just no other way to put it. He's convinced that Kyoya is his wife, too, or something along those lines."

Teru smirked and glanced over to where Akira and Kyoya were sitting, Akira trying to poke fun at him for something or other. "Don't tell her that, or she'll never let him hear the end of it."

"I find it kind of tempting to tell her anyway," Haruhi murmured, glancing over to them as well, and then around to the other hosts, just to see how things were going. She blinked when Teru decided to lay down on the couch, his feet crossed at the ankles and up on the arm rest while his head was propped on a pillow.

Go ahead, make yourself feel right at home, She thought drily. "So, you're new to Ouran?" She asked, just to make conversation. Emiko had ordered to keep him occupied, after all.

Teru sighed. "Yeah, Mitsuki wanted to come here because most of the other girls were, and since my parents are apparently convinced that we're conjoined at the hip, they sent me along too."

"You would rather have gone to the public high school?" Haruhi asked, tilting her head to the side.

He shrugged. "Frankly I was fine coming here, I'm pretty much just bummed that I'm supposed to wear a uniform."

Haruhi blinked. "But… You're not wearing your uniform."

"Yeah, I know. By the way, am I gonna get in trouble for that?"

"Um… Probably, if you continue to do it."

Teru's face screwed up in distaste, and Haruhi couldn't help but chuckle at him. "Don't worry about that, the guys' uniforms aren't so bad, most people look pretty good in them."

Teru shrugged, staring at a random spot on the wall. Haruhi scrambled for another topic of conversation.

"So, um, you and Mitsuki are twins?" She tried.

Teru nodded, stretching his arms above his head. "Yeah. You heard her rant about being paired with one of the other twins?"

Haruhi chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, I heard. The room is small enough that most of the hosts probably did as well."

"Ah. Well yeah, I'm a couple minutes older than she is. I'm a bit surprised though, usually when Emiko plays these stupid matchmaker things she puts me with the other twin, whether or not it's a girl, just to see if she can make me swing that way," He said with a roll of his eyes.

"You realize she still did put you with a guy, right?" Haruhi asked awkwardly.

"Not really," Teru said, glancing over at the so-called guy. "She told you to 'keep me occupied,' she didn't pair me with you."

"Oh… True," Haruhi said, blinking slowly. "So, do you mostly hang out with all of them because of Mitsuki?"

"I guess so," Teru pondered for a moment. "I mean, I really only know them because Mitsuki constantly has them over, and after a while they just kind of grew on me. But I probably wouldn't see any of them very often without her. What about you, how'd you get roped in with these lunatics?"

Haruhi chuckled. "Well… It's kind of a long story." She went on to explain the incident of breaking the vase, excluding anything to do with her hidden gender.

Teru stared at her when she had finished. "Wow. They seriously forced you into being a host because you broke a stupid vase?"

"A stupid expensive vase," Haruhi corrected. "But yes, pretty much."

Teru shook his head, unable to fathom this. "How do you put up with them?"

"Well, it's a lot like how you are with Mitsuki and her friends," Haruhi murmured, glancing around at the hosts. "After a while, they just kind of grew on me."

Well, there are the first four. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Tamaki are up next. Ideas? Message me, please! Anyway, I'm aware that this kind of sucked, except maybe the bit with Akira and Kyoya, but I may be biased because Kyoya is totally my favorite. In the future, I may write more about certain couples than others, just based on who's easier to write and who I have good ideas for, so if you want to see more of a certain couple, once again, message me! Thanks!