There on the street stood two people, one wearing a t-shirt marked with the word 'Paramore,' wearing purple skinny jeans and a pair of black converse. The other wearing a t-shirt reading 'My Chemical Romance' with a picture of Gerard Way on the front, she wore worn blue jeans that were torn and frayed at the bottom. She had muddy black trainers with shoelaces covered in red lightning bolts. The first one had shoulder length blonde hair and emerald green eyes, the second had long and straight brown hair with silver grey eyes, one covered by a sloping fringe.
"You're girls!" Kaoru said pointing to them.
"Wow, nice one captain obvious." The girl in the Paramore t-shirt said, rolling her eyes at them
"Sherlock solved a case." The one wearing My Chemical Romance said.
"Huntress, let's go. These dweebs might attempt to fight us again." The was-crimson ranger said turning around.
"Hey," said Kyoya, arriving behind them, "we know you!"
"Yes, I think he suffers short-term memory loss." The brunette one said to her sister, before turning back to the stunned Host Club and adding, "We're the girls that kicked your ass about 5 minutes ago."
"No, we've met you before," Tamaki said, morphing.
"Holy Crap! It's Tamaki Suoh." The one in the Paramore t-shirt said, letting out a fangirl scream.
"Ouran?"
"Blakley, holy crap, do you realise what you've done?" the ginger one exclaimed.
"Yes, I do, Huntress! I kicked Tamaki in the head!" Blakley said.
"No, you fool! You owned a Haninozuka! And not just any Haninozuka, Mitskuni Haninozuka!"
The rest of the Host Club morphed, dumbfounded. Huntress' eyes widened when she saw the blue ranger turn into Takashi. She herself let out a fangirl scream.
"Oh my Aidou. I beat Takash Morinozuka!" she looked like she could faint any moment, "dude you're my idol!"
"Miss Kiryu, may I ask why you tied us up and electrocuted us?" Kyoya asked, pushing his glasses up his nose a little further.
"Because, it is what we are born to do," was all Blakley said. She sighed and whispered quietly to her sister so that nobody else could hear.
"Distract them; these idiots would fool for anything. We need to escape."
Huntress suddenly exclaimed, pointing in no particular direction, "Kaname Kuran just bitch slapped Aidou!"
All of the Host Club turned instantly. Huntress and Blakley ran away, not looking back. They knew the Host Club were foolish enough to look for Kaname and Aidou for at least 10 minutes before realising it wasn't going to happen.
* * * Evil HQ – Kiryu Sisters' room after explaining success to their master * * *
"Blake, you seriously have to take down these Tamaki posters."
"I know, but he's just so awesome." Blakley replied to her sisters words as she lay on her bed looking up at the ceiling. She was rereading a copy of Vampire Knight and Huntress sat on the carpet, listening to her iPod.
"I'll take mine down when you get rid of your Honey and Mori posters," said Blakley, looking down to her sister on the floor and sticking her tongue out. Huntress threw a cushion in Blakely's direction, but she dodged it as it slammed into an A3 poster of Tamaki Suoh stuck on the wall.
"You aimed that too well."
"I know," Huntress smiled.
"Just don't you dare try and hurt Gerard. He is God, bare that in mind," She added, gesturing to her poster of My Chemical Romance, with the band member named Gerard Way on the front.
"Oh so if you don't mind if Mori dies..." Blakley said, getting up and walking over to the poster of Takashi, looking as bored as a statue.
"You dare." Huntress said stepping away from My Chem.
"Is daring." Blakley said, ripping it from the wall. Huntress looked sad as she saw her sister do this; they often had arguments about the posters that occupied the walls of their shared room. Huntress got annoyed and made her way over to the biggest Tamaki picture of the lot, ripping his smiling face in two.
"How could you do that to him? That's like touching Michael Jackson's nose, YOU JUST DON'T DO IT!" Blakley exclaimed, going over to her sister – enraged at the death of her favourite Host Club poster.
"Okay A, Michael Jackson isn't around anymore, and B, Michael Jackson's nose does not blow up if you touch it. Myth." Huntress replied, tucking a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear. Huntress saw her sister as the slow one of the family, and everyday there was at least something that reminded her of this theory.
Suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door, and an old voice spoke to them – muffled by the thickness of the door.
"Girls, there are visitors here for you," said the voice.
"What do they look like?" Huntress replied, frowning – they never got visitors.
"Well, there like ninjas. Look like they're rich, um, twins, a nerd, a zombie with a midget on his head and some blonde one that looks gay – but they're all really weird."
"A blonde one that looks gay... Gran! It's Tamaki! Let him in!" Blakley exclaimed after hearing her Gran's descriptions.
"Stupid fangirl, they're our enemies." Huntress muttered, sitting down on the end of her bed.
The door creaked open and there stood the Host Club, staring wide eyed at the posters in the room.
"It seems we have a fan," said Tamaki, gently taking Huntress' hand and shaking it politely. Huntress pulled her hand away pointing to her sister.
"I am no fan. If you're looking for one why not try Mrs Suoh?"
"Hmm, it seems Blakley is a fan of Mori and Honey too," he said looking around the room, "usually the twins and I get all the fans..."
"Um, no." Blakley replied laughing.
"Those are mine," Huntress said, bowing to Takashi and Honey, "I admire you're skill and dedication to martial arts."
"And you admire how awesome they are." Blakley added under her breath, and Huntress glared daggers at her.
"Hey Tamaki, why don't you sit down?" Huntress said, and Tamaki sat down on Blakley's bed, the only seating available – other than Huntress' cluttered heap she called her bed.
"I guess I'll just sit here then."
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD! TAMAKI SUOH IS TALKING TO ME." She screamed like a fangirl, thought he did not speak directly to her, making Tamaki jump up in shock and falling forward onto Gerard Way.
"Don't touch the God." Huntress said, pulling Tamaki off of her sacred poster.
"Funny, I assumed God didn't look like he was dangerously emo and about to kill me any second." Kyoya said, smirking, pushing his glasses up further.
"Say that again and I'll break your glasses, nerd."
"Ah, Kyoya, your smartass bastard comments won't help, especially if she can kick your ass quicker than you can say 'Shit I'm sorry don't kill me.'" Hikaru said, propped against the doorframe.
"Wow, at least one of you speaks sense."
"Tamaki, my darling, are you okay!" Blakley said, hugging Tamaki so tightly it almost cut off his air supply.
"Blake, as much as I want you to kill him- don't."
"Hey I like this one's strength, she kicks ass and verbally owns." Kaoru said grinning.
"Anyway," Huntress said, "I'd say I'll give you just enough time to explain just why the hell you're in my room and then I'll have fun kicking you all out."
"Apart from Tamaki!" Blakley said, frowning, once again Huntress shot daggers at her.
"Excuse my twin sister, she's known to be the dumb one."
"You two are twins?"
"Sadly," Blakley said.
"Explain yourselves, or I'll beat the crap out of you so you have to eat through a tube."
Kyoya sighed, and began to explain.
"You kick ass. We don't."
"So this took a whole day to figure out," Huntress said, and added turning to Honey, "and you call this guy the smart one?" Honey giggled, and Kyoya continued.
"We want you to join us."
"No way in hell, Temee."
"I'll join you," said Blakley.
"What!" Huntress said, turning to her sister who was beaming at the Host Club.
"I want to join, I'm bored of crime, and it's no fun if nobody can catch us."
"If you join, Huntress, my family can erase both of your criminal records faster than you could kick my ass."
"Wow that's quick," Mori muttered and Huntress smiled.
"Well, I suppose, I should... I mean, there's got to be someone with common sense to look after this little retard." Huntress said, sighing.
"Dad will kill us you know," Huntress said, to her sister beaming behind her.
"Well Dad can go kick ass on his own, I want to be good." Said Blakley.
"Blake."
"Hunter."
They both sighed. There was a silence until Honey said:
"Takashi when is it nap time?"
Huntress turned to Kyoya and said, "So this kid is like 5 and he's already a ninja?" Blakley rolled her eyes and answered her sister's question.
"You idiot, don't you know anything about the Hosts? Honey is 17."
"Seriously?" Huntress said.
Everyone nodded, Huntress muttered a quiet 'what the fuck', then sat back down on the carpet.
"You can go away now, unless you'd rather I beat the crap out of you," she said, and then added, "Blake that includes Tamaki."
"Go go go go!" Blakley said, "I don't want Tamaki to die! Seriously, go. She will kill you."
Tamaki, who was very relieved to get away from Blakley, stood up and made his way over to the doorway. When he did so the rest of the club followed.