A/N: Saying as I had this already typed up, here we go! Enjoy :)


Kyoya POV

So Tamaki's dragged us into yet another girl's personal life in order to help her out. I do hope his plan works, otherwise it's a needless breach of their privacy. At least he only has good intentions. I don't see however how every plan he has involves dressing Haruhi is girl's clothing. I'm sure the twins and him are joined in their commitment to have her looking more feminine by the end of the year. Poor girl, facing the wrath of the industry's most up and coming new designers. Can't say I envy her.

But perhaps they can pull it off. If it all goes to plan anyway. Otherwise, good luck to them. I do enjoy it when things are made that little bit more interesting though. And I think I'll do all I can to encourage some interesting events tonight.

The host club hours are almost over, Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai have already left for kendo practice but they were the least of my problems. I'm hoping the others will leave us alone without a fuss, without me having to admit to helping Haruhi with her dancing on top of Kanako's lessons. Tamaki would never let me hear the end of it. I'm steadily typing away on my laptop although I don't have any extra work to do involving the club. All I can do is check up on the stock market and do some extra studying whilst I wait.

The twins are still harassing Tamaki. Calling him a pervert again, if I'm hearing them correctly. For what? I don't know. Something revolving around Haruhi, it always is.

"Haruhiiiii, do you want a lift home?" They've left the king alone in order to drape themselves over Haruhi instead.

"That's alright guys. I wanted to go to the supermarket before I headed home anyway. There's nothing left in the house for dinner." She tapped her chin in contemplation, possibly thinking about what's on sale tonight that she can cook up. Huh, here I am trying to decode her thoughts simply from the look on her face. I'm getting soft obviously.

"Mon ami, I'm off to a meeting with my father," Tamaki dances over to me. "Have a good evening, Kyoya! Don't be working too hard!"

"Good night, Tamaki." I watch as he saunters out the door without a fuss. Well, at least he's out of the way. And here was me thinking he would be the hardest to get rid of.

Now for the twins. "Hikaru. Kaoru. I was hoping you'd create us some designs for future cosplays ideas. The king has given me a list of ideas that I was to run by you in hope you might be interested."

"Oh really." They walked over, leaving Haruhi to her books, in order to look over the list I'd came up with earlier. They were all ideas I was going to plant in Tamaki's head anyway. Why not get a head start? We'd be saving some of the club's money as well having the twins make the garments instead of importing them from all over the globe. Our strive for complete authenticity could really put a dent in my figures sometimes.

"Hm, I think we can come up with something." They huddled over the sheet of paper, noses wrinkled and eyebrows knitted together in total concentration. "Oh we could work with this! C'mon Kaoru, this could actually be fun."

They grabbed their belongings before bidding us farewell and rushing out the door, list in hand.

"That was well done, sempai." She'd suddenly appeared behind me and was looking at my laptop screen. My first instinct was to slam it shut, but I controlled myself. There was nothing incriminating on screen at least. "They seemed adamant that they were going to take me home."

"Yes, well, I always keep a backup plan if they were proving to be somewhat difficult. Hopefully Tamaki actually likes the ideas on that sheet and it wasn't all for nought." I finished typing, saved the document and softly closed the laptop before standing up.

"Ready to practice, sempai?" She sent a small smile my way. I hope she's grateful for this, usually I would have left her to Kanako and see how well she takes the pressure, but I was feeling generous. Dancing lessons is something I've never actually participated in, it's more of a skill that was slowly developed through watching my sister dancing at all the balls and parties we would attend with our father.

"Ready as I'll ever be. I don't see why we can't do it in here, there's more than enough space for simply us."

"I guess you're right, sempai, as always." That made me smile, just a slight tug at the lips though. Don't want her knowing she boosted my ego ever so slightly. I walked up to the stereo system in the back of the room and put on a likely song that she'll hear played on the night, then back to her. Trying to be a gentleman, I bowed and extended my hand out to her in invitation to dance. I saw a light blush rise to her cheeks as she gripped my hand and we started our first dance session.

She wasn't as bad as when she started out with Kanako. Sure she didn't stay in time with the music the whole time, but at least she didn't send us hurtling towards the floor, except the one time she stumbled over her own feet from trying to keep her eyes upwards instead of staring intensely at the floor. Luckily I caught her before she sent us reeling.

I tried not to blush as our faces ended up being a few mere centimetres apart, but I put on a straight face and pulled away, coughing slightly and averting my eyes. She huffed at her own inability to master this simple dance, I could tell by the reddening of her face that she wasn't happy to have embarrassed herself in front of me.

"Practice makes perfect, Haruhi." I start leading her in the dance again. "I thought that's why you asked me to donate my time to your cause. Better you messing up here, in front of me alone, than in front of all the host club's clients."

She sent me a harsh glare for that. It rivalled my own Shadow King glare, that the twins so lovingly nicknamed it. "My, my. If looks could kill."

"I wish. I did learn it from watching you deal with Tamaki. Think it'll work on him yet?" I let a laugh escape my lips and shook my head.

"It could do with a bit more work, the Shadow King glare takes years to perfect." She stumbles a bit as she laughs, and then does her best to get back into time with the music. She's doing much better now and we've only been dancing for several songs.

"I'll keep that in mind, sempai. Thank you, for offering to help me. I don't see how you'll get any merit from this though."

"On the contrary, your abilities will directly affect the happiness of our customers. Of course this will bring me merit."

The conversation died down as we danced away to the music. By the end of it, she could keep eye contact without stepping on my feet frequently. A step in the right direction, at least.


Haruhi POV

Thanks to dedicating my hosting hours to practicing with Kanako and one more session with Kyoya-sempai, I felt ready to entertain the girls at the dance. I watched as Tamaki welcomed all the girls that had gathered in the dance hall from the stairwell. We were lined in suits; my own having been one of my father's from when he was younger. I'd graciously turned down everyone else's offers of tailor made suits, there was no way I was adding anything else onto my debt when I already had something perfectly suitable to wear.

"It is so good to see you here tonight, my little lambs. The Ouran host club would like to bid you welcome." The girls gushed at the King, hanging on his every word.

"As always, ladies, the host club members are here for your entertainment. So we invite you to dance to your heart's content. Based on her dancing skills, one lucky young lady will be chosen as tonight's queen. The queen's reward will be a passionate kiss on the cheek from our king." Many of the girls were giddy and cheering after hearing this little snippet of information.

"Good luck to you, my darlings." Tamaki winked to the crowd as the orchestra began to play. The king slowly descended the stairs to find his first princess to dance with.

"Show some enthusiasm, Haruhi!" I had a twin either side of me pouting, arms crossed over their chests. They've wore identical outfits tonight, although I think I'm starting to be able to tell them apart simply by the voices.

"Well, excuse me, you guys. Sorry. I'm not used to this sort of thing. I've only ever gone to the festivals held in my neighborhood park." Which was true, I wasn't used to such big crowds. However, it wasn't so much the huge crowds as the fact that everyone in the crowd was incredibly wealthy or influential. And they'd be vying for her attention. But she would brave through the storm and hopefully be better off at the end of it.

"I don't know if you can really consider that a party or not. Well, since you're already here, you might as well get yourself something to eat. We've got quite a spread." Kyoya pointed out to me, tilting his head in the direction of the huge table lining the back of the room.

I was staring wide eyed at the selection. Possibly even drooling, but that was to be expected. "A spread? With fancy tuna?" I stared hopefully up at Kyoya. I had always wanted to try Ootoro. I guess being part of this club would have some perks and the fancy food would definitely be near the top of that list.

They all stared at me in bewilderment before Honey, Hikaru and Kaoru attached themselves to me, blabbing on about how cute I was. All I heard in the background was Tamaki shouting, "Get some fancy tuna here, right now!"

I never did get my fancy tuna.

Thankfully not many ladies asked to dance with me, or some of those who wanted to were a tad too shy to come over and ask me. That was until Kanako found me.

"Hello, Haruhi. I've been looking all over for you. Do you think maybe I could have the next dance?" She looked hopeful, of course I couldn't refuse.

Over in the opposite corner of the dance hall, the club had gathered ready to put the "Operation Get Kasuga and Suzushima together" into action.

"All right, men. Then let us commence with our operation!" Honey and Mori nodded in understanding before zooming off in my direction. They grabbed me away from a bewildered Kanako, leaving her muttering about kidnap, and taking me to the changing room.

"There you are!," Kaoru tutted at me.

"You didn't have to be so forceful," I groaned as Honey and Mori released me.

"Never mind that, go get changed!" Hikaru shoved a bag into my hands and pushed me through the floor length curtains. The bag contained a long powder pink dress, a long wig that resembled my old hairstyle and a pair of kitten heels that I knew I was going to struggle walking in despite the heel being so small.

It didn't take long to get changed, and then the twins attacked me with makeup which they applied quite expertly if I must say. It was subtle; my dad could learn a trick or two from these guys.

"A little accident towards the end of night would be quite thrilling," Kyoya explained. He had a glint in his eyes as he thought of all the different scenarios that could play out before looking back to his notebook. "And remember, Haruhi, there are only 20 minutes remaining before the party reaches its climax. Suzushima is already waiting for you in the classroom across the hall." The twins finished touching up my makeup and readjusting my wig.

"Gentlemen! Here you all are. What are you doing? The guests are waiting for..." He lost his words as he took in my new outfit. The blood was rushing to his face pretty quickly and his mouth was opening and closing despite the lack of words.

"So, what'd you think?" The twins ask gleefully, quite proud of their creation.

Tamaki was still struggling for words, but gave them two enthusiastic thumbs up.

"You look lovely, Haruhi. Now can we get this started? We're going to run out of time." Kyoya kept glancing at his watch.

"Kyo-chan's right, Haru-chan! You're super cute! Now time to get going!" Honey sang out, pushing me towards the door.

"My face feels heavy, and it's hard to walk in these shoes," I mutter as I attempt to walk to the door without falling flat on my face. How girls can walk around all day in heels is beyond me.

As they said, Suzushima was right down the hallway, by this point I didn't look quite as weird walking in these shoes. He looked surprised when he saw me.

"You're the one that wrote this letter?" I blinked at him, clueless. "You're totally different from what I imagined."

I walk up to him and take a look at the sheet of paper he's holding.

'I'm in love-love.
From the first time I saw you, I've been head over heels in love. Tee-hee-hee.
It's like my heart is stuck in a never-ending typhoon.
All these feelings of love keep whipping around in my heart like the breaking waves.
When the typhoon's rising water's come, I want to rendezvous with you on Noah's Ark!
I do! I do!'

The letter had plenty of doodles of love hearts and smiley faces dotted around. This had to be the work of the twins. If Tamaki had written it, it would have at least been slightly more poetic. Not this shamble of a love letter. How embarrassing.

"Excuse me? Have we met before?" I can see him looking me up and down trying to place where he's met me before.

"N-no! This is the first time I've ever spoken to you, really!" I managed to stammer out in response. I'm starting to doubt how well this plan's going to work.

"I'm sorry. I'm flattered by your letter but I'm afraid I don't feel the same way. You see, another girl already has my heart." Now I felt bad about lying to him with that fake letter. He had this incredibly guilty face on when he turned me down. It's not like he was actually hurting my feelings by rejecting me.

"Oh, I didn't know you had a girlfriend." He takes a seat on one of the large window sills on the far side of the classroom. I wander closer to him in order to hear him speak.

"She's not my girlfriend, unfortunately. In fact I think she's completely over me." He stares longingly out the windows at the cherry blossoms that are slowly drifting to the ground. "In all honesty, she'd be better off with someone who's more self-confident than me."

I look at the clock on the wall. Tamaki should be bringing Kanako along any minute now.

"That's why I decided I need to change. Studying abroad will be good for me. Seeing new places, meeting new people and hopefully become a better man. I know it's selfish but I wonder if she'll wait for me."

"You're right, that is pretty selfish of you." He almost falls of the window sill when I agreed with him. "But maybe she will wait for you. You'll never know if you don't tell her how you feel. If your feelings are that strong, then why not let her know. I think that once you've decided to change, you've already began your transformation."

He looks touched by my short speech; he reaches out to put a hand on my shoulder when Kanako appears at the door.

"Kanako…," his mouth falls open as he watches her get tearful.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I-I just…" Tears began streaming down her face as she turned and ran down the hallway.

Suzushima was darting after her seconds later shouting her name. I walk upto the door and watch them run out of sight, into the courtyard full of sakura trees. "It looks like we've only made matters worse."

Tamaki is leaning against the wall watching the same scene. "But he did go running after her." He had this peaceful expression painted across his face as he lead me down the hallway to change back into my male attire.


Once I was back in my suit, the host club gathered outside for the final dance between the queen and her partner. The couple in question being Kanako and Suzushima. They looked flustered as the spotlights beamed down on them, but as he offered her his hand to dance, she broke out into a tearful smile.

"Princess Kasuga, may I have this dance?" he bowed slightly to her.

"May this awkward couple be forever blessed!" Tamaki shout out as the music begins to play again.

"And as the queen, you are set to receive a kiss on the cheek from the king…" Hikaru reminds the couple.

"But Haruhi will be standing in for our King this evening!" Kaoru shouts out. I look back at the twins, blood boiling with rage. They try to pretend they've done nothing wrong, mischievous smiles plastered on their faces. "Kyoya did say that a little accident towards the end of night might make it even more thrilling for everyone."

The couple are looking at each other hesitantly. "It's only a kiss on the cheek right? You should accept it. It will commemorate your graduation from host hopping." Suzushima tried to reassure his new girlfriend.

I sweat dropped. "There's no way I can kiss her."

"If you do it, I'll reduce your debt by a third." I blinked a few times as what he said registered fully in my mind.

"Well it's only a peck on the cheek…" I begin the descent down the stairs towards Kanako. She strides towards me, slightly more confidently in comparison to me. Behind me I start to hear some commotion, Tamaki's shouting my name but I try to fight the urge to turn around and figure out what the problem is now. Next thing I know I'm catapulted forward towards Kanako, just as my lips were about to press down on her cheek. Instead I end up kissing her full force on the lips.

Thanks to Tamaki-sempai, I had my first kiss with a girl. He almost fainted from having witnessed the experience. The girls crowded around us are all cheering. I lift my fingers up to my lips to where they're still warm from the accident. Oh well, it was still a good night overall. I head back up towards the dance hall where the rest of the hosts are gathered, minus Tamaki who's on the ground muttering about his lesbian daughter rebelling against him.