Now, Honey may be adorable beyond words, and have a sweet tooth that rivals a certain blonde's ramen addiction, but if there's one thing he isn't, it's oblivious. His eyes are quite sharp, and he has a great intuition. Why, if it weren't for those two characteristics, he wouldn't be the first to discover Haruhi's true gender (Kyoya doesn't count- he knows everything about everyone, so therefore, he's a cheater). And being the observer he is, he noticed one thing about the new student, and his newly found friend, Hinata:

She's not normal. Granted, no one's normal (come on- in this school, weird is the new normal), but there's something about her... that reeks of mystery. What that mystery is, he will never figure out. At least, at this point, where he knows so little of the second year.

And, oh, does he intend to find out. But right now, there is an issue he must deal with. This "French, crazy girl that claims that she's Kyoya's fiance" issue.

Really, he didn't think anything crazy (well, crazier) would happen today, for it was quite a normal and productive day at the host club.


He managed to leak out some tears, as he told his tale of woe to his customers in the cutesiest voice that he could possibly create- he lost his sandal! Oh, did those poor girls fell for that gimmick. Even Haruhi came up to him worriedly, as she tried to reassure him and ask gently about where he dropped it. Really, all of the girls would have flocked to him if it weren't for the twins and Tamaki. That is, except one:

Said girl was currently conversing with his kouhai, Kyoya, shyly fidgeting as she averted her pearl eyes from his gaze. Yes- it was the new student, Hyuuga Hinata. He did notice, however, that she glanced at his direction once, but then, he noticed this certain gleam in her eyes as she took in the scene, she smiled weirdly (he defined it weirdly because he couldn't connect it to any emotion from the top of his head), then looked away.

Huh, interesting. Did she catch to what he was planning? Clever girl, that one- and a very observant one, too.

Just then, he felt something brush against his cheek. He turned to face the object, but then, Takashi, his ever so servile cousin, slipped on the object- which is now identified as his missing sandal- in its rightful place. He raised his hand to his mouth, as he quietly muttered his cousin's name, then leaped to hug him, repeating his name, albeit louder, as the surrounding girls squealed in delight. None of them heard Mori's explanation of the sandal's location (the poor guy).

Oh, what's this? Everyone was now crowding around Tamaki and Haruhi, the former offering many Japanese teacakes and the latter unenthusiastically received them, murmuring how she only needed them for her late mother, not herself. Really, those two are comical. Speaking of a comical duo...

"Huh? Aren't you a new face?" Kaoru asked (that is, he believed it was Kaoru, if he remembered how the twins parted their hair correctly), "What's wrong? Just come in." She still didn't come out of her hiding place. Maybe he should give it a shot.

"Come-"

"Hey!" Ah, there goes Tamaki. "Be softer to the new guest!" At that, he stretched out his welcoming hand, and gave out his "lady-killer" smile. "Here, don't be scared, princess." He started approaching her, as if she was a frightened stray kitten. "Welcome to the Ouran host-"

Well, it did work- she came out of hiding, after all- but not in the way he expected.

She pushed out her hand and hit Tamaki right in the face, facing the other direction as if the very sight of him repulsed her. "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU FAKER!" All of them gasped. Not once did any girl refuse any of the hosts, let alone the (self-proclaimed) king of hosts, so vehemently. Tamaki, shielding his face with his hand, muttered a faint "Fake?..." before the new guest continued her rant. "I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU'RE RECOGNIZED AS A PRINCE IN THIS CLUB! A PRINCE SHOULDN'T SPRINKLE HIS LOVE SO EASILY!" Really, that's what she's going on about? "IT MAKES GIRLS' HEARTS TREMBLE IF YOU SMILE WITH SORROW! BUT WHY DO YOU LOOK SO STUPID?" Just then, an imaginary arrow pierced through Tamaki. "IT'S AS IF YOU'RE A LIGHT-HEADED NARCISSIST!" Another one. "USELESS! TOO ORDINARY!" Two more were thrown in, just for good measure. "YOU'RE THE WORST!" There's the shocker. Tamaki, too astonished for words, slowly fell down to the floor.

"Ooh, a new technique!" the twins piped in, "Slow motion by himself!"

"Can it be? You are..." What? Kyoya knows this crazy girl?

Said crazy girl burst into tears- which is an amazing feat, considering how only a few people in this room can accomplish that- and screamed out "Kyoya-sama!" She leaped into his arms, much like how he does it with Mori, and Kyoya stood stock still. "I wanted to see you so badly... My only prince..." The rest of the host club could only stare in bewilderment.

Well, three things came out of this crazy kerfuffle:

1. Tamaki learned a new technique

2. Kyoya possibly gained a new customer

3. Honey noticed a glint in Hinata's eyes- that of a certain green-eyed monster...


And that is where it led Hinata to this point of the day- standing amongst the shocked hosts, sans Tamaki, who is now spending time with Mr. Corner of Woe (again), as they listen to the Renge's introduction.

"Yes, I'm Houshakuji Renge. I'll be in First Year Class A tomorrow." Well, that's somewhat of a relief. It's a bit mean, but Hinata was happy that this crazy girl wouldn't share the same classes as her (and a tiny part of her revels in the fact that Renge wouldn't be around Kyoya during the school day). Although, the others were a bit preoccupied by another loudmouth...

"See," the twins chorused together, "he's angry. All because Mom was hiding something from Dad."

'Is that considered adultery?...' Hinata wondered, although such a sin isn't applied here since, well- Kyoya and Tamaki aren't married, nor did they have any kids (let alone at 17 years old- kids these days and their promiscuous activities [and their lack of condoms/birth control]). But it's an interesting topic to ponder every once in a while.

'Besides,' Hinata thought amused, 'Kyoya would be the Dad in that case instead of Tamaki.' Tamaki has a more nurturing personality and bubbly attitude that's suitable for a mother, while Kyoya is more collected and cool, but can care just as much as his blonde companion.

Snapped out of her reverie, she noticed the blush tinting Renge's cheeks, and managed to catch the later part of what she was saying. "... Kindly stretching his hand out to the injured kitty..." Really? Kyoya would do all that? That seems too unbelievable, even if she did only meet him two days prior.

"I can't imagine that at all..." See? Even the twins agree with her, and they knew him a much longer time than she did! Renge must obviously be mistaken about who Kyoya really is.

"It must be the wrong person-" Ah, Haruhi- always the voice of reason among the group (well, besides Kyoya, but Hinata thinks anything that he says at this point would just worsen the situation- just a hunch she has).

"MY EYES ARE JUSTICE!" And Hinata senses another rant coming on, maybe even crazier than the previous one.

She was correct, much to her displeasure (oh, how her sanity suffers).

"KIND TO EVERYONE AND NEVER ASKS FOR RETURN! LOVES THE SOLITUDE, BUT ACTUALLY HATES THE LONELINESS! THE THROBBING SIMULATION GAME!..." What, a game? Renge abruptly pointed at Kyoya. "YOU! WHO LOOKS LIKE ICHIJO MIYABI FROM 'UKI DOKI MEMORIAL!'"

Everyone froze at the last part, but then they started to look terrified by the revelation about Renge: she's really just an otaku (not like Hinata has any idea what that means).

"I see." Kyoya seemed to actually what was going on? "A girl with a lot of interest in characters- she replaces me with her favorite character, makes me her fiance, and gets lost in her wild fantasies.."

"Her wild fantasies?... Isn't she your fiance?..."

"I don't remember ever affirming that fact even once." Wow, now that she thinks about it, he never did and just let all this chaos happen. With all the facts straight, she now knows that Renge is not engaged with Kyoya (Hinata denies how relieved she was about that) and is really just obsessing over a character that looks like him... from a simulation game? What the hell is that? Now she's miffed- he should have just told everyone that earlier so they would all calm down, and she wouldn't be so jea-

Whoa, whoa, whoa- wait a minute. Was she about to admit that she was jealous? Over Renge? Really, ever since she came here, her emotions have been all jumbled up in this huge mess. Well, once she finishes her mission and comes back home, she'll never feel this weird ever again...

Right?

"From what I see from the report, you're managing everything in the club, Kyoya-sama?" Renge seemed really excited, and even stole some of Honey's "kawaii floating flowers of pinkness."

Speaking of Honey... "Yes- Kyo-chan is the store manager-san."

"The store manager-sama! It suits him very well!" She then entered a realm of sparkles, hands clasped together with a dreamy look in her eyes. "It was my dream to be a draw-girl for the store! I've decided! At the same time, I'll prepare being a bride!" At the last bit, Hinata twitched her eye a little, not that anyone (well, anyone that isn't observant enough- a certain blonde midget and a glasses-bearing faux fiance are the exception) ever saw her.

"We don't need one; we're a host club." Was that Hikaru? She barely remembers the different pitches of their voices, or the way the twins parted their bangs, although she's set on finding a new way to tell them apart since they almost always speak in unison.

"We're not a bakery." the other deadpanned. Hinata thinks that would be Kaoru.

But Renge was not listening, although it's quite clear that she would only ever listen to anyone other than Kyoya or anything pertaining to him. "I'll be the administrative assistant for the host club!"

Tamaki cleared his throat a bit. "Umm... Kyoya?"

"She's the daughter of one of the important business partners of my family. Please take a good care of her." Kyoya was resolute: Do anything to make her upset, and die. Although it wasn't said aloud, it was intended in his tone. That's the Shadow King for you.

Tamaki sighed, expecting this from his calculating friend. "As you heard..." He then placed his hand on Haruhi's shoulder, and the twins mimicked his action.

"Haruhi." They stared at her for a bit, then everyone booked it, even Hinata, although very sympathetic and worried about her friend's well being, went with Honey and Mori, for she did not want to deal with that. "THIS IS PART OF YOUR HOST TRAINING. FATHER WILL BE COLD HEARTED!" Tamaki seemed to be a bit more dramatic than the others, running away with tears in his eyes, but then again, Tamaki is always one for theatrics.

Haruhi tried to reach out her hand to anyone, but they all left her- she was quite shocked. Why is it always her? Damn rich bastards... Wait! Kyoya is still here, maybe he can offer help.

Nope. "Of course, if something goes wrong your debt will be doubled." He then walked away. Always a pillar of support, that Kyoya.

She sighed, and, once again, wished she wasn't so clumsy to break a vase.


"Haruhi-kun. Haruhi-kun~!" Renge beckoned her. She now adorns a rose patterned apron, holding a bowl full of dough and a whisk. Haruhi, with a rack of cookies in her hands, is also wearing an apron, but this one is checker-patterned. "Should I put more sugar in the cream?"

"Ah, yes. How's the chocolate going?" Huh, maybe Renge isn't like any other rich girl and can actually cook for herself.

"Everything's fine. I'm melting them now." She shouldn't have set her hopes up.

Haruhi fussed with everything Renge is doing, seeing as she's going at it all wrong. Really, how can rich kids mess up the simplest of concepts?

From the entrance of the kitchen, Hikaru and Tamaki gaze at her adoringly while grasping the door frame, loving the apron she's wearing and how cute she looks. Kaoru and Honey are also delighted in the sight, but not as much as the two mentioned earlier. Kyoya, Mori, and Hinata are just standing amongst the others, one writing in a notebook, another standing dutifully next to his cousin, and the other one sighing about Renge's incapability in a kitchen. It became so much, in fact, that Hinata entered the room, grabbed the nearest apron, which happens to be a plain lavender, and joined the girls (well, one girl and another disguising as a boy) in their baking. She relieved Haruhi of her job in instructing Renge the ways of baking, and told her to watch over the batch of cookies in the oven. Haruhi followed her orders, relaxing a bit knowing that someone is here to help her. Hinata, being one with a lot of patience and knowledge, gently taught her the ways of making cookies, despite how frustrating Renge can be. But, deep inside, she understands how she feels... wanting to try her best in impressing the one she loves...

She was unaware of the stare directed her way, onyx eyes hiding behind glasses as they enjoy the smiling face of the second year. The owner of said eyes then asked a question. "By the way, what's that process?"

"She said she's making cookies for Kyo-chan~!"

"I'm sure she mistook host club with bakery... poor Haruhi."

"DUMMY! ARE ALL YOUR EYES KNOTHOLES? In the room which is full of sweet fragrance... cute cookies, which are just baked, and two female classmates and one female sempai , who are getting along very well. Everything is well planned- this is one big project to make Haruhi realize she's a girl! Everyone rolled their eyes at that (3 subtly and 2 not-so-subtly). But Tamaki paid them no heed, instead, he continued in his little fantasy. "The gentle atmosphere that only girls can possess will aid Haruhi to realize she is a girl-"

"You're too noisy, fake king." Apparently, during his monologue, no one noticed Renge sticking her head out of the door, a sour expression on her face.

It was another visit to Mr. Corner of Woe for Tamaki.

Renge switched gears as she held questionable black stone-looking objects in her hands. "Kyoya-sama, I learned how to make commoner cookies from Haruhi-kun, oh, and Hinata-sempai too. It was my first time to cook, so I was a bit scared."

Kyoya upheld his image of coolness. "Well... the colors are okay."

"I know. I'm bad at it~! But, I'm sure," She cupped her cheeks with her hands, drifting to la-la land. "if it's Kyoya-sama, he'll say 'Anything you make is delicious...'"

It was anything but delicious. The twins and Honey found that out the hard way.

"Tastes nasty."

"What is this, a rock?"

"It doesn't taste very good." Honey was close to tears. That girl butchered the sanctity of cookies. Unforgivable!

Renge caught wind of the insults. How dare they undermine her hard work! Her hair started to levitate, and soon took the appearance of snakes, giving out an aura likened to Medusa. She started chasing the tiny third year, and he could only run away in terror. If this were an anime, Haruhi would have had a sweat drop by her head. She tried her best to ignore them as she sampled her own cookies. They went pretty well, even though she hadn't made snacks in a while. The twins found Haruhi, deep in her thought and with a cookie hanging out from her mouth, and decided to mess with Tono's head... just for a little bit.

Hikaru lifted the back of her head, and grabbed the other end of the cookie with his mouth, tearing off a part of the cookie. "Getting rid of the bad taste."

Tamaki raised his head, staring blankly at the two.

Kaoru decided to take it up a notch. "You got some cream on your face." And how did he wipe it away? With his tongue of course.

That's when Tamaki decides to butt in. Enraged, he yelled at the twins for "sexual harassment" and the like. Haruhi took it all in stride.

"Hey... Kaoru, if you could've just told me, I would've gotten it off myself. And Hikaru, if you wanted some, there's more in here." She pointed to the tiny basket of cookies in her hands.

"YOUR REACTION IS ALL WRONG! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO REJECT THEM, NOT LET THEM GO!" He cupped his dear daughter's face, hoping to instill some common sense (not that he has a lot of that, either).

"Please stop the sexual harassment, sempai." And then another yelling match ensued- or rather, Tamaki doing all the yelling, while Haruhi calmly replied to everything. Hinata realized that would be the regular routine between the two, and giggled. She was quite proud of her cookies, they were not too sweet, but they had a nice flavor.

"Ne, Nata-chan~! Can I have a cookie?" She can never deny that cute face. She smiled, and handed him a cookie, patting his head motherly. He bit in, and his eyes sparkled. Finally, someone that can appreciate the beauty of baking! This is amazing! He needs to have more of her cooking. She noticed his excitement, and giggled at how childish he looked. But then again, he's still an 18 year old third year...

Kyoya, shrouded by the shadows, glanced at the warm scene between his tenant and his upperclassman. He wondered if her cookies taste as good as Honey portrays them. 'Then again,' He glanced down at the burnt mess, untouched. 'Anything is better than this.' He decided to have a little taste himself. As he approached them, he caught snippets of their conversation.

"... learn how to bake so well?"

"My little sister, she would always want to have sweets as often as possible, which isn't often." A little sister? Kyoya may need to do a bit of research on her.

"Eh? Is she really busy?"

"Yes, my father would train her in jyu... martial arts." Jyu? What's that? Another reason to research her.

"Whoa! Do you know how to fight too?" A fighter? Even more mysterious... Honey is getting excited. Maybe she can be a formidable opponent!

"Yes, although I haven't been able to train often..." Now that she thinks about it, she should keep up her training regimen. She won't be weak when she needs to protect Kyoya!

"Then come to my dojo~! We can train together!"

"Ah, maybe I will." Great, how can she train without actually showing what she can do? Man, keeping secrets is hard! Honey seemed to be a bit shocked. Hinata looked at him imploringly, wondering what's wrong. He seemed to shake his head a bit, as if to clear his head a little to give an answer.

"You don't seem all that surprised that I know martial arts, Nata-chan~."

She paused a bit, wondering how to explain this. "I guess it's the way you carry yourself..."

"Oh, I get it~!" Well, Kyoya doesn't get it, but he surmises that it's a martial arts thing. "Hey, Kyo-chan~!" Honey beckoned him over.

"Hello Kyoya-san."

"Honey-sempai, Hinata-san." He observed the cookies in Hinata's hands- for one, they weren't burnt and they actually look like cookies (he can't say that much for the supposed treats in his hands). They looked rather plain, but that's alright with him; he wasn't much of a chocolate or icing kind of guy. He pointed at the batch in her hands, silently asking for permission. Her eyes widened a bit, as if she wasn't expecting him to actually bother with her snacks, but she nodded her consent. He reached for one, and then popped it into his mouth. It wasn't all that sweet, and it had a slightly spicy taste. It's actually quite nice. He believes that's...

"Cinnamon?"

She nodded, a lovely grin adorning her face. "It's my favorite."

Honey watched the interaction between the two, interested. Is Kyoya showing an interest in the new girl? And not even the usual one, where he was merely curious of everything about her. It was much deeper.

He inwardly smirked. This is going to be so much fun.


Oh, God, it's finally done~! I'm sorry this took too long! I actually was going to update, but then I thought it was horrible and rewrote the whole thing! Hehe, I had lots of fun writing Honey all mature and stuff. It's a side I'd like to explore more often. OWO So Renge is here, yay! I would have continued on to the movie-thingy (by the way, I'm following the manga... most of the time) but then you guys would have to wait even longer! And this chapter is long enough anyway. :P

So don't expect anything until mid June! I have five projects going on simultaneously (not even kidding- one for each subject, except civics, who decided to be cool and assign TWO projects :L) and then FINALS! So, school won't be out until the 14th, so look forward to that!

How do I keep forgetting this! Disclaimer: This ain't mine~! Never would I conceive an amazing idea like this! This all belongs to Bisco Hatori and Kishimoto Masashi (bless their souls, and amazing manga :D)

Still alive and kicking!
- Failure-chan