Authors Notes: Hello everyone! I quickly wrote this chapter so I haven't proof read it much. What I can say is that I enjoyed writing it! I hope you enjoy reading it!!!


November 10th, three days before my 16th birthday, it's fair to say that I'm quite excited. The past fifteen have gone fast! Mum won't stop talking about it. My Step-Dad won't stop going on about how old he thinks I am now I'm nearly an adult. Opening the door to the host club, I slipped inside, realising Tamaki-senpai was the only one here besides me.

"Am I early?" I questioned, startling the distracted king of the famous Host Club.

"Ah yea, Hikaru and Kaoru need to run some errands before they come, and the others are still coming," Tamaki-senpai replied with a smile, quickly looking away from me.

"Ok," I answered in a whisper.

Taking my bag off my back, and pulling my phone out my pocket, I unlocked it and felt slightly disappointed about having no texts in my inbox. I placed my phone on the closest table, along with my bag underneath leaning on the leg of one of the chairs, my mind suddenly hitting an idea.

"Oh! Please excuse me! I need to get my art book," I shouted in shock bursting out the room and racing down the hall.

It took a few minutes, but I finally reached the art room, where Hikaru and Kaoru sat in their usual spots, with a paintbrush in their hands. I closed the door, causing them to turn around and notice me. Smiling briefly, I skipped over to our class' box and dug out my art book, tidily putting away the others I had taken out. Making my leave, I silently left smiling in return as the twins looked amusingly confused about my short and spontaneous appearance.

Back at the host club, I walked calmly over to the table where I left my phone. I felt somewhat excited when my phone started flashing. Picking up the radioactive pocket device, I unlocked my phone again to discover a text.

'I should change the settings on my phone, it's so annoying that it locks itself so often,' I thought.

"Having a good few last days as a fifteen year old sweetie? Make them last, in three days you'll be sixteen and John's not going to leave you alone about it! Lots of love, Mum," the text read as I quietly read it aloud to myself.

"That step-father of mine never leaves me alone about anything, what difference does it make?" I teased to myself.

Sending a quick reply, I laughed to myself as I text my witty response, locking my phone and hiding it in my bag between my two pencil cases.

"Is it a meeting today or activities?" I asked, turning around to look at Tamaki-senpai, who was once again distracted. I repeated myself, and he jumped out of his chair when he finally noticed.

"Eh, meeting," Tamaki mumbled in reply as he blushed with embarrassment.

"Now you're the one who's in their own world," I teased, giggling as he continued to look away.

Without a reply, Tamaki just stared. I wasn't sure whether he was unimpressed or back in his world. Cheekily, I walked up closer to the King, about a metre away. With a giggle, I waved my hand in front of his face. I jumped back melodramatically as his eyes that originally looked behind me, looked straight up at me. Smugly grinning, I made my way back to the table and took my notebook out of my bag. Writing notes for about ten minutes, I was suddenly distracted as a hand rested on my shoulder.

"Takashi-senpai?" I asked in a whisper as I cleared my throat. I didn't expect him to come up to me.

"You write?" he asked bluntly, looking down on me.

"Yes, one of my stories has been published," I replied with a grin, searching through my bag for the cover of my story.

"I've read it," he stated with the same emotionless expression.

Hearing that, I nearly fell off my chair, startling Tamaki-senpai. Although I stayed nested on my chair, I did scream, covering my mouth to silence myself.

"I didn't know my book was read here in Japan!" I complained as I got up off my chair, pacing the centre of the room, my original copy of the cover resting in the tired grips of my hands. "I was told it was printed here, but I didn't know people were buying it!"

Coughing, I took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. I was quite overwhelmed when my friends in England bought my book and personally reviewed it, but I wouldn't expect it to be popular here. I kept pacing the floor, gradually getting faster, soon halted by Honey-senpai, who grabbed my hands and chanted relaxing words. I didn't realise he was in the room, but if Takashi was here, Honey was bound to be as well.

"Mori, isn't this the book you kept talking about a few months ago? You really like crime and investigation fictions?" Honey-senpai chuckled, I think he realised that he wasn't helping.

"Oh! Takashi, was it you who sent me the review by email?" I asked, running off and digging out a heavy folder of paperwork. "My Mum dropped my folder off in school today; it's all the reviews I was given for my book that were sent internationally."

I showed him the printed email, and he simply stared at it. I could tell by the look on his face that it was his. I could tell I was right, the small spark in Takashi's onyx eyes proved it, despite the emotionless expression on his face.

"To be honest, it was the most encouraging email I received. Most of them were simple one sentence emails, but this is like an essay! You don't say much but you'll email a whole conversation!" I giggled as I returned the paper back into its Polly pocket marked 'Japan'.

"Wow, a commoner's famous writings, I have to read it sometime," two familiar voices chuckled.

I turned around; the Hitachiin twins had finally made their appearance. They must have been there a while to know what on Earth we were talking about, no one can be that clever to hitch on a conversation like that!

"I think its luck more than fame," I excused, finally calmed down. "Don't we have a meeting today?"

With that, Tamaki interrupted the conversation and finally it was over. Throughout the entire meeting, Honey, Hikaru and Kaoru glanced at me shortly and repeatedly while Tamaki, Kyouya and I offered ideas to create more interest for the club. Takashi, like always was silent, apart from the rare occasions when he would speak.

"I think on the 13th, we should hold cosplay a theme. Medieval possibly?" Tamaki offered; tapping the large table that we sat around with his fingernails.

"Eh? Why the 13th? Don't we need more time?" I questioned, nervously adjusting the way I sat.

"It's plenty of time, we can be knights or something," Tamaki replied with a grin.

"I'm a girl, it wouldn't work for me," I sulked, crossing my arms across my chest as I started to feel my face burning up.

"You can dress as a… Oh! Perfect!" Tamaki started to say. "It'll be a surprise outfit for you, you'll love it!"

"I think it's best if we all go home, Hollie looks like she's going to keel over," Kaoru teased as he poked my cheek.

'I have a bad feeling about this…' I thought, leaving immediately.

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The day came too quickly, and I really wasn't as excited as I wanted to be. It was my special day of the year, and I had to dress up as who knows what, just for the Host Club's entertainment.

At least its last lesson, I can try to find a way out of it. I hope. Drama, one of my favourite lessons. Maybe Romeo and Juliet can distract me for a while. I still think it's a bit of a coincidence I have to study it in English, and then perform it in Drama. Ah well, at least it's not a performance for everyone to see. However, I'm the part of Juliet, and we're still deciding the part of Romeo. Why is it that they leave that particular part to last? All the others roles were cast and four people still needed parts.

"Alright, once we decide who Romeo is, we'll add the others as backing roles. Remember, the backing roles are just as important as the main parts. You're key to making it work!" the drama teacher lectured.

'This isn't going to be fun,' I thought, sighing as I stood with my script. 'Why did she have to make me Juliet? This sucks big time…'

I can't believe we spent nearly the whole lesson deciding who plays the part of Romeo. What's even more scary is that Hikaru gained the role. The girls all kept pointing and commenting on how cute they thought it was going to be.

"Don't forget the kiss!" one girl called out. "It's going to be so romantic!"

I froze. A kiss? No! I dropped my script, I could feel it slip through my fingers, but had no control of catching it.

"What's even better is that it's a whole school performance. Even the youngest students will see it! It will be fantastic!" another girl squealed.

I was sure I was going to faint. I was used to these kinds of roles, but kissing Hikaru? No! This is too much! I can't do this!

"Hikaru may be my friend, but I can't kiss him. It'll make things so awkward…" I complained to myself.

"Freaking out I see?" Kaoru chuckled as he rested his elbow on my shoulder, passing my script. "You do realise everyone else in the host club will see this, and you'll be seen kissing my brother."

"Don't make it worse for me. I didn't think I'd have to kiss the leading character. I didn't want to be Juliet either! It just happened," I sighed. "Just kill me now…"

"You're not happy about the romance with Hikaru? I think he's happy," Kaoru teased, pointing to my expected to be lover. "I can't believe he's smiling like that. Don't worry though, we'll have about three months before we perform this. You'll warm up to it."

"That's not helping. Eh… I'm going to go learn my lines…" I mumbled. "Next thing I know I'm singing a song about this."

Sitting myself on a chair, I opened up the thick script, flicking through the pages, searching for my first line. It wasn't long until the lesson was over and the end of the day came. Grabbing my bag, I tucked the script next to my folder of reviews and my current book in progress. Putting my shoes on, I slipped out the classroom and made my way to the clubroom.

'Sometimes I'm grateful they forbid us from wearing shoes around the studio. It hurts my feet sometimes,' I thought to myself, bouncing slightly as I walked.

Slipping through the clubroom door, I closed it behind myself, the twins were already inside and Tamaki was fitting the last piece of his outfit over his head.

"I can't believe you're all wearing authentic armour," I sighed, dragging my bag off my shoulder. "Now what do you plan to humiliate me with?"

"This," Tamaki grunted as he adjusted the steel chest plate to fit more comfortably. Taking the soft fabric, I unravelled a long flowing dress.

"You… you have got to be kidding me? You expect me to wear a dress?" I replied laughing, tears from my fit trickling down my face.

"Yes, now change," Tamaki answered bluntly.

"I refuse, I have tolerated being stuck in this, but I'm not wearing a dress. I'm not a girly person," I groaned.

"Why not Hollie-chan? You'll look even cuter in a dress," Honey-senpai questioned, slowly dragging his feet in the golden armour that made him look so sweet that most girls would hug him until he suffocated.

"I don't see why I have to be seen as feminine as possible, just because I'm a girl. I mean, why does it matter? That we define girls and boys from each other, it's not looks that count, it's the inside," I explained, folding the dress back up neatly.

"It seems we have a confused one, just change and go along with this," Tamaki-senpai chuckled turning me in the direction of the changing rooms and pushing me over.

With a sigh, I pulled the curtain across and took off my school clothes. Unravelling the dress again, I slipped my petite and slim figure inside the fabric. Looking in the mirror that hung on the wall, I actually found myself admiring how I looked. It was like a real ball gown, not the stereotypical flat dress with a headpiece with a flowing translucent cloth.

"Hollie, have you changed yet? Customers will be coming soon," a voice called out, it sounded like… Hikaru's!

"Almost!" I replied, pulling a hair band off my wrist and quickly tying my hair into a princess styled bun, loose strands of hair sitting over my shoulders and down my back as I spun to reanalyse my appearance. "Coming!"

I could hear the rushing of feet as I shouted in response. Pulling the curtain back I sneaked through, the entire host club waiting, and faces burned red as they had seen me fully. Much to my surprise, Honey-senpai reached me first, rapping his arms around my waist and holding me tight.

"I told you you'd look cuter!" he smugly chuckled.

"Now we have a real princess, Hollie, you should perform your part in Drama now, you'd pass the exam for sure," Kaoru teased as he nudged my sides, glancing between Hikaru and I with a grin.

"Don't start," I groaned.

"My daughter looks so adorable, Mother, photos!" Tamaki shouted over the comments, pointing to Kyouya, who must be the 'mother' character he was talking about.

Before I could protest, the flashing of a digital camera almost blinded me as people backed away. I didn't realise at the time I was apparently making amazing natural poses.

"Hollie, have you started learning your lines?" Hikaru asked nervously.

"Yea…" I quietly replied, turning my toes against the floor before being suddenly dragged the centre of the room for our pose.

Customers came in briefly after we were ready, and like always, we welcomed them in unison. I didn't expect just as many girls, as well as boys to rush over to me and comment my appearance.

I was starting to become more accustomed to regular guests, who came almost daily when we held activities. Compared to my first day of hosting, I've become more confident, but still shy. Tama-senpai has become the most requesting to share time with when entertaining guests, and today he had grabbed me before the other hosts. The argument over me was scary. Kaoru's side for Hikaru was our parts for our Drama performance. I think he knew all too well I didn't want reminding of it. Tamaki-senpai won anyway, his authority as 'King' allowed him to win.

I thought my one biggest worry was still a mystery to them, but I was wrong.

On the table where Tama-senpai and I sat with our guests, was a box wrapped in white wrapping paper with a lilac ribbon, tied into a neat bow.

Tamaki then revealed his plan, I don't know how he knew, but had found out about my birthday and had planned with the rest of the host club a gift for me. Handing me the box, I timidly pulled the bow of the ribbon and neatly removed the paper. There in the palm of my hands was a box, opening it, was the most beautiful necklace, with an equally matching pendant, of the entire group, including myself in a pose.

"Our photo? When did you do this?" I questioned, realising that everyone in the room had gathered around us.

"The group planned this after the meeting; you left so fast that we were able to plan a surprise for you," Tamaki-senpai explained, a chuffed grin plastered on his face.

"I don't understand. How did you find out it was my birthday?" I questioned, taking the necklace out of the box, the pendant dangling in front of me.

"Before the meeting, your phone went off after you ran out of the clubroom to get your art book. I checked to see what it was that was making the ringtone and the text flashed in bold letters. I didn't intend on reading it, but it was so obvious that we planned it all for you," Tamaki continued to explain.

"Are you crying?" one of the female guests questioned.

"No," I stated, but it felt like I was going to. "Why did you do all of this for me?"

"Cause you're our friend Hollie!" Honey-senpai laughed, appearing by my right hand side as he lifted his helmet off his head.

Biting my lip, I could feel a strange feeling in my stomach, it was something I had never felt before. Undoing the chain, I put the necklace around my neck, checking the pendant was facing away from my chest, before clasping the chain together to let the necklace sit gently against my chest.

"Oh! So beautiful Hollie!" another one of the female guests squealed. "You're the perfect Juliet for our performance! Hikaru, you should feel so lucky!"

Judging by the look on Tamaki's face, he was about to scream. He did, questioning what was going on. It didn't take long for the same girl who had spoken to explain the situation. I was surprised he didn't ask about it earlier, but he must have been so distracted to think about it.

"My daughter's going to kiss Hikaru?!" Tamaki shouted, banging his fists together.

"It's a performance. Stop worrying senpai," I sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You can't go through with this!" Tama-senpai complained.

"I don't have a choice, besides, I can get a good grade from this. Why do you care so much anyway?" I snapped.

"Daddy doesn't want you to do this, please listen to your Daddy, or Mummy will have to convince you," Tamaki sulked.

I was grateful for Mori-senpai, he somehow convinced Tamaki it wasn't actually going to happen, and the activities continued as before.

'Thank you Takashi…' I thought.