I know I'm later than usual, but I'm not too late. My dad was actually at a treatment center for a few days over two weeks. (He's not dying or anything it's just a return check up from being there last year.) My mom and I have been there for a good portion of the time and considering its three hours away from home... I hope you all understand. Here is the chapter that finally ends the useless filler arc: Bonding Time. Remember to vote for who you want to be with Allen-chan, and tell me if you enjoyed him in a woman's kimono as much as I did (he is quite curvaceous if you've seen more recent chapters of D. Gray-Man). If you want a good mental image of him just think about him in the first five volumes of the series. You'll know when he gets as sexy as he is now.

Enjoy it, y'all!

It only seems to be one fiasco after another when you're in a host club, especially The Host Club. It also only seems that a calm has settled over them after a stressful moment caused only by the dearest younger brother of the club, Allen. Though perhaps it does not only seem to be calm.

Following the incident pertaining to the white haired boy's health, the eight teens had arrived back at said boy's house via super-expensive-limousine-ride. Back inside they went bickering, teasing, trolling, and just being silent (ahem). More time had passed then they had realized, but it was still only five, as Allen's phone had confirmed.

They went back to work.

5:30PM

Mirrors were hung, ingredients found and prepared, kimonos planned and arrived, and tables set. Everything was put into place. Now was the time to relax.

What would be done was another issue entirely.

"Come on, Allen-chan. Just give us a tour to your house," said two voices in unison.

"To the right of the staircase is a hallway. The first door is a guest bedroom, the second a bathroom. Upstairs there are three doors one's my bedroom, my uncle's, and a master. You can figure out which is which." Allen had said it all in one breath and the twins were dumbfounded, gaping mouths and all at being brushed off so easily by their "toy". Haruhi and Kyōya were even having a hard time at keeping in their giggles, of course her more so than him.

"If you're going to be mean then why don't we play a game of cards?" Kaoru suggested.

"Poker sounds fun." Hikaru was thinking, "I got this". Everyone mumbled their own opinion, most seeming more or less neutral if not opposed to the idea. Allen however gained a smile that absolutely no one could place. It looked a lot like his usual warm smile (and a bit like his fake one) but there was something sinister about it. This scared everyone, besides Kyōya of course.

Well, either the twins were brave or stupid, "We'll deal."

6:15PM

Now, mind you, there was a lady present, so Allen was not given the opportunity to strip his opponents down to their underwear. They had played for poker chips and bragging rights, nothing else. Though, to see almost every chip on the white haired boy's side was unnerving. He still even had that now incredibly sinister smile on his face.

"One more round!" said Hikaru. He and his brother still had some chips left but not much at all.

"Sounds good to me. You're dealing?" Allen was very pleased.

"YES!" They placed their bets, all that they had.

The twins dealt the cards sneakily making sure that their white haired friend got only bad cards. They set themselves up to get the hands three kings and two queens, and three aces and two jacks. They gave Allen two twos and three threes. Each player exchanged the cards they wanted and both the brothers got exactly the hands that they had planned, through cheating of course.

"Royal Straight Flush." The two groaned as they had lost for the last time.

Allen just smiled.

6:30PM

The sun was about halfway through disappearing behind the horizon and it seemed about time to change into their kimonos. Each of them fit every person exceedingly well, but Allen was not amused at getting a female's obi belt with his. Eventually he went with it though.

They had each pitched in on making the food they had planned. They had made the tsukimi dango, the soba noodles, pork buns, mitirashi dango, brought out the chestnuts, made tempura dishes, and made more than enough green tea. In retrospect they had gone a little overboard, but they had plenty of fun doing it. They had ended up with flour stained hair and strong smelling fingertips.

Not a moment was spared for the snacking and eating to begin.

7:20PM

The sun by now was well down and they were outside in Allen's large expanse of a backyard. He had set up some music from his iPod to the back through outside speakers. They, at the moment, were playing a game of The Daruma Doll Fell Over.

The rules of this game were also simple.

A person designated as it was to stand facing a tree with their back turned from the rest of the group who were at another tree. They are to run as fast as they could while the person is saying the phrase "The Daruma Doll Fell Over". When the person is done saying the phrase they turn around rapidly and if they spot anyone moving the mover is out. The person(s) that are able to make it all the way across and touch the tree without getting caught moving is the winner.

"The Daruma Doll Fell ooooover." Tamaki was it.

"The Daruma Doll Fell Over! Hey I saw you move Kyōya!"

"I don't believe I did."

"Yes you did. I saw you."

"Are you sure?" At this Tamaki's face fell and so did everyone else's. The dark host always got the blonde with the exact same trick every time. He wasn't stupid, just slow.

The next minute or so proved none other than Mori to be the winner. All eight teens were satisfied with the childish game, but they all agreed that it was time for another thing to do.

"Allen, why don't you show us your piano?" Kyōya suggested knowingly (as always).

"I didn't know you played. We could have had a duet together, ages ago!" You could see stars in the king's eyes. "Well come on, show us!"

Tamaki all but dragged the slight teen inside his own home and drug him into where he presumed the piano would be, the hallway to the left. Just as the blonde had suspected there was a set of flawless wooden white painted double doors. It looked quite out of place from the rest of the house. After all, the entire main color scheme was warmer tones mixed with blue. Every other door had been a color close to ebony. The room inside was even more out of place. The walls white but were covered in pieces of paper and writing. All were notes for music, scores, and even the occasional line or two of lyrics. It obviously was sporadic having been written sometimes in pen, sometimes in pencil, and sometimes even in marker. So much was written, but there was still what seemed like an infinite amount of space left to be written on. In the middle of the room was a white piano (with a matching bench) white, closed, with an empty music stand. On the stand was expertly carved an odd circle with markings going through it and a strange golden emblem in the middle. There was also a large shelf filled with and surrounded by both books and instrument cases. The pure sight took all of the host's breaths away. Even Mori and Kyōya had their eyes widened a tad by this.

"D-did you do all of this?" Kaoru broke the awed silence.

"No, my uncle Neah did. He's actually been teaching me how to play the piano since I was little."

"Is it okay if you play on this piano?" Tamaki understood how much an instrument can mean to its player. Allen nodded. He sat down on the bench.

"What would you like me to play?"

Haruhi spoke up this time. "Just play your favorite."

He let out a breath. "Okay." He set up the cover and after a few dragging seconds began to play.

The intro started, light and sad already building a steady pace, then paused over a held note. The body of the song began slow and steady with a feeling of longing and it continued to the bridge which was repetitive and soothing with a bit more speed. The second part of the body was back to the original speed and melody that was sprinkled with a bit more hope but just as much if not more longing. It finally ended with a much slower first part of the intro with a long held note. All of the hosts were silent. Haruhi had looked struck with emotion and awe, Hunny was as well, Hikaru and Kaoru were holding hands silently, Kyōya looked pleased, Mori was standing upright as ever with his eyes closed in concentration and enjoyment, and Tamaki even had tears in his eyes.

Allen looked up from his rested hands.

"I know that it's not really much, but I can play more advanced songs and I am getting better," Allen trailed off.

Who spoke up surprised some, "It was wonderful. You didn't disappoint us as much as you just shocked us." Kyōya had a smile on his face a bit different from his usual polite one. There was sincerity.

Allen paused. "Thank you."

"I think this is the largest that the moon has been all year." Tamaki had awe in his voice.

"It is. It won't actually be this close to earth again for about two more years," Kyōya pointed out.

Each teen was holding a cup of hot tea or one of their prepared snacks or meals. Allen of course had all three, but that's beside the matter. They were all sitting together at the patio enjoying each other's company and having conversations in a way that most would not expect out of people their age. Soft lights were reflected off of the mirrors allowing for visibility without blinding anyone in the already luminous night.

"Are things usually this calm at your backyard?" Haruhi questioned.

"Yes, but this is the first time I've seen it this way."

Well, did you like it, hate it? What? Tell me please. Also I wasn't actually that pleased with the chapter preceding this one so don't be surprised if it gets edited slightly. It's nothing that my current followers have to worry about though, mostly just for future readers. After this comes a back story. BTW, the song was Tsunaida Te Ni Kiss Wo. I tried to be a lot wordier with my descriptions and go off on less rabbit trails, and I think I did a fair job.

Adeus (This one is in Portuguese. A little dedication to Tyki.)