Sorry I haven't poste din forever m I have been super busy. But now I'm back and posting! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran high school host club or fruits basket.

The next day at school, Kyoya and Renge's work had paid off. There were about a dozen more girls crowded into the small third floor music room. When they saw Yuki, Kyo and the other boys, their faces lit up and soon there were about ten girls surrounding each host.

"Koyaya," Haruhi said, appearing at the older boy's side as he wrote something down on his famous clip board. "How did you do this?"

"It was Renge's idea, naturally," Kyoya replied, looking up at Haruhi. "She said if we added double the hosts we would double our clients. And she was right,"

"Of course, I was," Renge's voice said form out of nowhere and then she laughed while a loud mental grinding sound echoed through the room. The host clubs self-appointed manager appeared on top of her platform, wearing a short black dress with a frilly white apron and a maid's had tilted fashionable on her head.

"Renge, what are you wearing?" Haruhi asked, her eyes wide on the girl who was twirling a strand of golden r d hair in her hand.

"I'm glad you asked," She grinned wildly, and raised her hands above her head. "Due to my amazing luck a new designer has appeared to my side to help me and the rest of the club members with various and brilliant costumes, much like the one I am wearing."

"Oh please you flatter me," A deep voice announced and Yuki and Kyo both turned around.

"No," They said at the same time.

The front doors opened and standing there was Ayame Sohma, his silver hair hanging past his waist with its usual flare, his golden eyes shining in the low light of the club, and everyone's eyes landing on him.

Then all the girls stood and ran over to the new designer whose face lit up as he answered the many questions they were asking.

"Did you really design Renge's dress?"

"Can you make me one?"

"What are the Host Club members going to wear?"

"Hey, are you Yuki's brother? You look a lot like him,"

Ayame's face was literally glowing as more girls demanded questions of him about where he got his inspiration and all about his work, while Kyo and Yuki appeared next to Kyoya with cold expressions on his face.

"What is he doing here?" Yuki asked, his violet eyes blazing.

"He is the Host's new costume designer," Renge said, her face lighting up. "Can't you just imagine it, cosplays as far as the eye can see? We'll be a hit!"

"someone is going to get hit," Kyo muttered.

"What did you say?" Renge cried, her hair turning into snakes asked her eyes turned gold and blazed like the sun as she ran towards Kyo and shaking him. "The host club does not atone to violence and you should know that! But If I need to knock some sense into you I will!"

"Okay, okay," Kyo said dizzy and Renge dropped his and watched as he fell to the ground with a thump.

"Kyo?" Kagura called and when she saw him she gasped, running down to his side and grabbing his shirt, lifting him up to her face. "Kyo, my darling. Who did this to you? Tell me, who?"

"You must be Kagura Sohma." Renge said, with a smirk. "Kyoya told me that you had an attraction for him. Let me tell you that since he is now a host you should probably give him minimal affection so he can still keep up his naughty appearance for the ladies."

The shirt ripped in Kagura's hands. "Keep up his appearance?"

Suddenly, Kagura was standing up and facing off Renge, the two staring at each other so intently that there was a bit of lightening flashing between their two gazes.

"Um, guys?" Haruhi asked.

"What?" Both girls demanded, looking back at Haruhi with matching furious expressions.

"Do you think you can just let this go and find a compromise?" Haruhi asked. "I don't know you that well, Kagura, but I know you like Kyo a lot. But this is a club so you can't constantly be surrounding him, or else you'll freak out the other girls."

Haruhi looked over at the girls who were still trying to get answers from Ayame. Not that they'd notice.

"But…." Kagura whispered.

"She's right, Kagura." Yuki said calmly. "Renge knows you like Kyo but you need to let him go, at least when he's here. When he's not you can do whatever you want to him."

"What?" Kyo asked, trying to lift himself up.

Kagura sighed. "You're right," She turned to Renge. "I know that when Kyo is her he needs to be free for business." She smiled. "I'll stay out of your way,"

Renge smiled back at Kagura. "Thank you,"

"Hey!" someone called and everyone turned and remembered Ayame was still being bombarded with crazy fans. Renge sighed, hopping onto her platform and calling out to the girls. "Ayame-chan, follow me!"

Ayame looked up and suddenly he was jumping over the crowd and landed to the other side, then he was running to Renge where her platform was staring its decent into the floor. The Sohma jumped and landed on the platform next to Renge who flashed two fingers at the Host club members as she disappeared down into the floor.

But what Renge didn't think of was how the entire group of girls w s now running for where the amazing designer had disappeared.

"Ah!" Haruhi cried, as they all ran out of the way and as they did Tohru was walking by holding a silver tin with a group of cups and a tea pot with a decorative arrangement of cakes. She had her eyes shut, and was walking towards the table when Haruhi ran into her and both girls fell back, And hit the floor hard with a thump.

Sorry if it's short, again I'm going quickly cause I have another…..like four more fan fictions to update. It's crazy but it's my life.