The members of S.E.E.S, all seated and standing on the left side of the room and the members of the host club sat and stood in the chairman's office on the right side of the room. Of which he sat behind the desk with Mitsuru standing beside him, both of them looking less than happy. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut a knife.

"Well," said the chairman, "how do you all explain yourselves?"

"Them! Its their fault!" Yelled Tamaki at the top of his voice and pointed in the direction of Akihiko and Shinji. "They punched me in the face and slammed me into the ground."

"You probably deserved it," said the chairman, glaring at Tamaki.

"I sure as hell think he did," said Akihiko, both of his hands were tightening into fists. "He was pressed up against Hamuko."

"Well," said one of the twins. "Boss is a perve after all." They both turned to Tamaki and wiggled their fingers with a 'tsking' sound. "Shame on you boss, we thought you just wanted Haruhi but now you are trying to get transfer students too?"

"Have you no shame," said one of the twins.

"Have you no sense of decency?" said one of the other twins, both giving an evil grin.

"What was that?" growled the chairman.

"No!" he screeched. He sighed and looked up toward the ceiling, petals falling over him, the room became dark and a spotlight fell over his body.

"Where did that spotlight come from?" asked Fuuka, looking thoroughly confused.

"I don't know," whispered Yukari. "Where did all of those petals come from?"

"I tried to figure that out myself," said Hamuko. "Those petals just seem to fall out of nowhere."

"You will have to forgive me," whispered Tamaki, still in his spot light, a hand on his chest as though he were in pain. "Such beauty, such forbidden beauty, I had to touch for myself, at least for one fleeting moment."

The chairman looked down and sighed, gripping at the bridge of his nose. "Tamkai, your punishment will be discussed later. However, I have to ask that you all leave, I need to have a conversation with Misturu here."

"The same goes for you," Mitsuru said to the S.E.E.S group. "I don't want any more fighting." She then turned to Hamuko. "I am counting on you to keep the peace, understood?"

She gave a nod. "Yes."

Both members of the group stood and gave a proper bow. "Kyoya, please take the group with you to your host club."

"As you wish sir," he gave a grin to the chairman then turned his attention to the group. "If you would please be so kind as to follow me."

As soon as the two groups left, the chairman turned to Mitsuru.

"You will have to forgive my son, but I can understand him wanting to touch and be near a beauty," he gave a grin and made a rose appear out of thin air to offer it to her. "Its my pleasure to have you here at Ouran Academy."

"O-Oh," blushed Mitsuru unsure of what to do next. "Um…thank you." She took the rose and cleared her throat. "Now I need to have a talk about why my group and I are here."

The chairman raised an eyebrow as she began to explain.

Meanwhile in the host club the S.E.E.S group was divided into separate groups with other members to watch exactly what a host club does until Mitsuru came back with further orders. Fuuka would be seated at the table with Tamaki, Yukari with Honey and Mori, Hamuko with Haruhi, Junpei with Kyoya, and lastly Shinji and Ahikio were at the table with Hikaru and Karou in what they believe was their own personal hell.

"Oh my god!" Squealed a brunette at the table, "it's really Akihiko. Oh I have seen all your boxing matches on the T.V. You haven't lost a match yet!"

The other girls began to squeal and scoot their chair closer to his. "Damn," he mumbled to himself. "I thought this was my chance to get away from fan girls."

Shinjiro could only turn his head to the side smiling in amusement to Akihiko's distress. "Wow you must be pretty popular in your town huh?" said Hikaru.

"Yeah," Karou rubbed a finger on his chin, deeply lost in thought. "If that's so good with the ladies maybe I should take up a sport."

Hikaru took the hand that Karou was rubbing with his chin so that he could hold it in both of his hands. "That works for me and at nights you come home sweaty and tired," Hikaru brushed his lips over the back of Karou's hand and grinned. "We both know that I will just warm you up for round two." He whispered.

The girls jumped and squealed at the sight of the twins getting closer, as pink hearts floated above their heads.

"That," growled Shinji. "Is fucking nasty."

The girls then looked at Akihiko and Shinji expectantly.

Akihio raised his hands in defeat. "Um sorry I …uh…I don't think…"

"Hell no!" said Shinjiro so harshly that the girls froze in their seats. "I am not going to deal with this shit…" he got up from the table and walked away.

"Shinji!" yelled Akihiko. "We were asked to stay here."

" Fuck this place!" he scowled. "I can only take so much." When he got close to turning the knob of the door Hamuko grabbed his wrist. "What do you want?"

"Please stay here," she said softly. "What if something happens? We need you here." He slid a hand down to his and gave a quick squeeze. "Please."

Shinji turned away and grumbled. "I guess staying her for a little while longer wouldn't kill me." He pointed a finger at her. "Just don't think for a minute that I won't leave in a heartbeat if they try any of that funny Shit."

"Ok," she smiled and tugged his hand to follow her. "Then you can sit with me and Haruhi."

When they made it to the table Haruhi greeted them with a smile. "Hi its nice to meet you, I'm Haruhi." She extended her hand to shake. Shinji merely looked at it, then sat down. She slowly retracted her hand and sat down slowly. "Oooook then." She took a seat closer to Hamuko and they both looked at each other. The two girls tilted their heads in the same direction.

"Ya know I don't see how we look alike," said Hamuko. "No offense."

"None taken," said Haruhi, "To be honest I don't see it either. My hair is short and much darker."

"Yeah and our eyes are totally different colors."

"And Hamuko's eyes are nowhere as big as yours," interjected Shinji as he sat back in his seat with his arms crossed.

"How dare you insult my little girl like that!" Shouted Tamaki as he put a hand on his hip. He then extended a pointed finger into his face. "Take it back!" Tamaki was gritting his teeth as lightening began to flash behind him.

"Is that supposed to be intimidating?" asked Shinji, his face blank and unfazed by his antics, "If you want to keep that finger I suggest you take that damn thing out of my face."

Tamaki froze in his place, literally, it was as though his whole body was frozen solid. And from his finger hew was using to point at Shinji, all the way to the shoulder, broke off and shattered onto the ground.

"He has a point senpai," said Haruhi, "it's not nice to point your finger in other people's faces and for the last time you are not my father."

"Ah…ahhh…." Tamaki's whole body shattered and fell to the ground. Even though all the windows were close, wind somehow blew his frozen body into a corner, to which he returned back somehow to his regular body, squatting down. His faced was pressed in the corner as he let out a disappointed sigh and softly cried. "I….I'm not her father. She won't accept me as her daddy anymore."

"As if I ever did," she said, just loud enough for him to hear. Tamaki then sank deeper into the corner sighing, picking at the paint on the wall.

"Is he always like that?" asked Hamuko.

"Yeah but just ignore him," she said as she poured the three of them tea. "He'll find some way to recover."

"Hey boss!" yelled Karou. "Don't forget you have girls sitting at your table."

"Yeah," said Hikaru. "They've been silently waiting while you have been melting in a corner."

"Oh! That's right!" Tamaki stood up suddenly and ran so fast to his table that a small streak of fire trailed behind him on the ground. Kyoya quickly used a fire extinguisher to put out the flames and went back to the wall he was standing and continued to write in his little black book. "Ladies, I must ask your forgiveness for the long wait. A true gentleman should know better than to let lovely young ladies such as yourself to wait for your host."

The girls squeaked and smiled dreamily at him.

"It's quite alright," said one with a smile.

Tamaki leaned in close to her and rubbed a hand on her cheek. "So willing to forgive, I am indeed a very lucky man." He sat up in his chair as the girl melted to the ground squealing in happiness. "Ladies please say hi to our newest guest to the table."

The girls looked at the blushing Fuuka with a smile.

"I've never seen so many commoners in here at once," said one girl.

"Yeah," said another. "I bet Haruhi must be so happy that there are people just as poor as her in the same room with her."

"E-excuse me?" said Fuuka.

"Oh you must not know," said a girl with way too much lipstick. "This is Ouran Academy. All of the people here come from wealthy families and/or companies."

"All of you?" asked Fuuka.

"Yes," she responded back. "We even have royalty here. Lucky for you, to be among true aristocrats huh?"

"Well to be honest," She said and put a hand over her tea. "I am just not that excited about aristocrats and stuff like you. I like to look past the money and their riches and see them for who they really are."

The group, including Tamaki, were all moved to tears. "What a wonderful sentiment." He wrapped his arms around her into a hug, joined by the other girls, and a series of sparkles floated around them. "Such a genuine sweet heart."

"Where …where are these sparkles coming from?" asked Fuuka

"Huh?" they all said in unison and as they released her from the hug and the sparkles disappeared. "What you talking about?"

"T-there was…" Fuuka drifted off and looked in her tea. "I think I've had too much tea."

The group tilted their head completely unsure of what to make of what she just said.

However, next to Kyoya was Junpei. Kyoya's pencil slide from one side of the black book to the other.

"So…" said Junpei. "What do you write in there?"

"Oh," he responded as he took a moment to adjust his glassed. "Just this and that."

"Oh…um….sweet I guess." Sighing Junpei leaned against the wall and looked around. "So what is the point of this Host Club anyway?"

"To make women happy."

"What…that's it?"

"Just about," he responded back sounded a bit perturbed.

"Well that sounds lame," He glared at the glasses character. "What's the point of making all these chicks happy if you don't at least get a reward or something for it? Sounds like a rip off…and let me guess. It's all free right?"

"Well no, it's not exactly free," he flipped through the pages. "We get money from online auctions and students are charged after they have set up with a host."

"now that's what I'm talking about!" Junpei gave a wicked grin. "You need help balancing those books?"

"Well I would ask you to help but as long as you remember. .." he turned a bit and bent down so he was face to face with Junpei. "That my father is the owner of the largest police force in all of Japan, so if you count anything wrong you have to deal with that militia. Do you have a Passport?"

Suddenly a sign with an intricate golden frame said in pink words. "Meaning you won't be able to live in Japan." Then it disappeared as quickly as it came.

"The hell was that!" screamed Junpei.

Kyoya stood back up and went back to writing in his book. "What are you talking about?"

"There was a sign like right here in front of me," he pointed hysterically to where it used to be. "Then..then…" he rolled his eyes. "Never mind." Falling petals Junpei thought and random signs out of now where…I thought Tartarus was bad with the shadows but this ridiculous.

However Yukari was having a wonderful time at the table with Honey and Mori.

"How are you enjoying your tea?" Honey said sweetly as little flowers rotated in a circle in mid air as he hugged a pink stuffed rabbit.

"It's great," she said with a grin. Honey was so cute she didn't care about the magically floating flowers around him. "I am sorry to ask this but honey…aren't you a bit too young to be here."

"It's ok," He giggled as he tossed his rabbit in the air and caught. "I get that all the time. I am actually a senior."

"What!" she nearly dropped her tea, "Y-you're a fourth year?"

"Yep," he said with a giggle. "Oh Mori can you get up and get us some cake?" He gave him a huge grin and his eyes got instantly huge at the idea of more sweets.

"MMhmm" Mori gave a nod and left for only a moment, to return with a huge cart pilled high with cake slices and even whole cakes.

"Oh…wow," said Yukari. "That is a lot… are you sure you can…"

She didn't even have a chance to finish the sentence because his hand and his fork moved so fast all you saw was a bright pink light and all the cake was gone. And Honey was sitting in his chair with frosting on his face smiling contently.

"AAah," he let out a contented sigh. "That was Yummy."

"H-how did you," she stuttered. "Did you taste it at all!"

"Yeah," he said, swing his legs over the chair. "It was super good."

Yukari didn't care how cute he was now, she was starting to feel like she was in the twilight zone or something.

The room got quiet when the Chairman and Mitsuru walked through the doors.

"I have an announcement," said the chairman, "the ball tonight will be cut short at 11:30 p.m. the latest being 11:45. Anyone found her on school grounds after that time will have to deal with severe punishment."

After a few groans of despair they nodded that they understood. As soon as the chairman and Mitsuru left the groans of disapproval only grew.

"Students please," Said Tamaki as he stood, he cleared his throat. "I must ask you to have patience with our Chairman. He does this for you safety." He extended his arm and rose petals exploded out of of sleeve into the room. As the girls sighed happily and nodded, the S.E.E.S group mouths dropped to the ground.

"How the hell does no one see this?" asked Shinji.

"I don't know," Hamuko whispered back. Right now she had the huge urge to run home and forget this place, but they still had a mission. "C'mon guys lets go and get ready for tonight."

The members all nodded and left the Music Room 3 without being noticed.

Junpei sighed and groaned. "Man, I can't take much more of this."