Wow...this is soooooooooooooooo overdue. Im surprised some people are still reading my stories (p.s. I love you persons~ TT^TT). But whatever,this chapter really has no purpose. I mean it, no purpose at all. I'm telling you, I have no ideas for this story. It has no moving plot! So, if anyone could give me some ideas, I'll gladly hear them~!

I do not own Ouran High School Host Cl...actually, I think you get the picture. If I did own that anime...there wouldn't be an anime cuz iI'd never be able to complete it...

Last time:

Tamaki crossed his arms, his puppy dog look changing into a pout. "Why not?"

"Because I can't have you anime people walking around in public! People might recognize you!"

Rainbow yipped, almost in agreement.

"But it's just next door, right? Where's the harm in that?"

I stared at him for a few seconds, hesitating with my answer. After a few more seconds I broke, "Grr, fine!"

"Really?" A bright smile spread across his face.

I sighed, "Yeah, really. Just…..come on already."

"Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Ya-"

"Shut up!" I spat at the annoying blonde walking only two feet behind me. "It's only my neighbor's house. Calm down."

"Sorry Christ-" I sent him a glare over my shoulder while Rainbow yipped in my arms. "I meanChris."

"Good not real anime boy."

"I'm real!"

"Not in my world you're not."

Suddenly the idiot waved his hand rapidly in front of my face. "I am too real!"

"Get your hand out of my face."

He retracted his hand. "Sorry."

"I now know how Haruhi feels…." I muttered under my breath.

"Hey! What's that suppose to mean?" Tamaki shouted.

"Forget it; just wait at the end of the driveway."

"But you said I could come along!" I ignored him and rolled my eyes, finally coming up to my neighbor's front door.

After the first two rings no one answered. But as I was about to ring the doorbell a third time the door swung open. Standing in the doorway was one member of the Clark family that I really wasn't 'overjoyed' to see.

Marissa Clark. Oldest child of the Clark family. She was a tall, thin, 17 year old with long honey colored hair and leaf green eyes.

Oh how I dislike the girl so much…..

"Whaddya want brat?" Marissa spat, glaring down at me.

I held up Rainbow a bit."You're sister's dog got out. Again."

"Ugh, that ugly mutt? Whaddya want me to do about it?"

"Hmm…. How about you, I don't know, take the dog?" I thrust the lab-mix-thing into the older girl's arms. She threw-yes I said threw—poor little Rainbow back into her house.

The she glanced back down at me. "And you're still here because?"

"You're welco-"

"Christa! Oh, I mean Chris! How are things going?" The blonde idiot exclaimed, skipping up to the door.

"Who's….who's that?" Marissa said, her voice sounding less harsh and snarky. I looked up at her. Oh god no! I mentally screamed. Marissa had on her 'seductive' face (which I've seen her use many times on the random boys that I see her bring over to her house) and was leaning against the door frame, staring at Tamaki like he was some kind of model or something. Well, actually, according to the anime, he kinda was.

"Tamaki, we're leaving now," I said, quickly grabbing is arm. I do not need my neighbor falling all over the King of the Host Club.

"Tamaki? Is that your name?" Marissa asked, strutting over to us before I could drag Tamaki back to my house.

"Oh hello," Tamaki said, shrugging me off and taking Marissa's hand in his. "Yes, I am Tamaki. Tamaki Suoh. And you are?"

"Melissa Clark," Melissa said, leaning in closer to Tamaki.

"Melissa? That's a lovely name fit for a fair princess like you." And with that, he kissed Melissa's hand, causing her to literally laugh out loud.

"Princess? Well that's a new one." She started leaning closer to him, too close for my liking.

"Tamaki, I said we're leaving. Preferably now," I said, seizing his arm once more.

"Shoo brat, we're talking here," Melissa snapped.

"Tamaki, now!" I tugged on his arm and successfully managed to pull him away from my neighbor. I cut across the lawn instead of using the sidewalk this time, dragging Tamaki behind me.

"Well, Miss Clark certainly seems nice," Tamaki said.

"No, she's not. God you really are an idiot…."

"Hey!"'

"Just shut up, ok?" Finally, my door. "We're ba…..what are you doing?"

The Host Club, minus Tamaki but including Piper, was crowded around my TV, episode three of Ouran High School Host Club playing.

"Ooooh, they're back~!" Piper cooed, jumping to her feet. "Now where have you two kids been all this time?"

"Next door, returning Rainbow," I said.

"Again?"

"Yep. Melissa answered the door…and started flirting with Tamaki…." I muttered the last part.

"Really? Ew!" She ran up and practically tackles hugged Tamaki. "That evil whore didn't do anything to my Tamaki did she?"

"Th-that evil what?" Tamaki asked.

"Piper, knock it off," I said.

"But that whore was trying to make a move on our Tamaki here!"

"Our Tamaki?"

"Yes, our Tamaki!"

"Since when did the Host Club become ours?"

"Since about two seconds ago."

"…..Of course…." I looked back at the TV. "Piper…why are they watching themselves?" Hm…well that sounded creepy.

"Well, they were bugging me so I told them to go watch something but they didn't know how to work the TV and I didn't want to take the time to explain it to them so I just grabbed something and put it on!"

"Really? You couldn't put on Soul Easter or Naruto? Or something? Even Strawberry Shortcake would've been better!"

"Why do you sound so mad? I think they are starting to like it!"

"I told you I didn't want you to use the cursed copy!"

"Aww come on! What if Nekozawa came through!"

"What if Renge came through?"

"Oh…well, you've got a point there."

I grabbed the remote and switched off the TV. "Exactly"

"Hey!" Hikaru and Kaoru exclaimed. "That was our scene!"

"Oh quiet you two," I switched the TV to normal cable to keep them occupied.

Like I said, no importance...so ideas! Please! I hate when I never get any new ideas...Hmm...maybe i should just introduce that other main character I have hidden away... Eh, no. Too soon.