A/N:

Random P+F (Phineas and Ferb) moment from my life:

Teacher: Aren't you a little old to be trick or treating?

Me: YES! YES WE ARE!

Everyone else: ?

This is chap TEN! YAY! Thank god for Bio, or else i'd never get this done! :P

RANDOM DISCLAIMER: I haven't done this in a while... I own nothing! Hopefully that will make up for the plentiful one-shots of mine without disclaimers... If i don't own it in this story, I won't own it in any of my others!

Also: Remember when this was supposed to be done by the end of the summer? Yeah, well my sister dared me to write a story that had plot and was more than 20 chapters, so this will be that story. That's why I keep adding plotline...

Everyone Has A Plan

"So what was that cake really for?" Hikaru asked Kyoya as he and his brother strolled into the Host Club.

"Take. Dress. Then we'll talk." The Shadow King shoved costumes into their hands and pushed them into the dressing room

The Twins skidded behind the curtain and just barely managed not to slam into the wall.

"What's his deal?" Hikaru asked as he unfolded the piece of fabric in his hands.

"Probably didn't like all the hints Tamaki sent his way about buying a ring after we mentioned marraige." Kaoru snickered.

"Probably." Hikaru laughed, but stopped when he realized what they were ordered to put on. "Or maybe it's because of this..."

"Oh."

"So how'd it go?" Arthur asked as Alfred barged into their house.

"It was fun!" Alfred replied exuberently as he bear-hugged his boyfriend. "I met this group of guys that run a host club. Unfortunatly, they didn't know any human weapons."

"You ASKED them?" England asked, shocked by the idiocy of his boyfriend's actions. "You know what, never mind that. You once invited me over to look at the plane you made and then explained you were going to use it on me."

"What? I like it when you're proud of me..." Alfred explained sheepishly. Who could stay mad at that face?

"Yes, well." Arthur backed down as they went into the living room to relax a bit. "You always were an idiot. We've long established that." They sat down on the couch, Alfred's head in Arthur's lap. "I did meet that Host Club though. In fact, every man I've sent in has met them in one way or another. It's as if they run the place. And with the dark magical vibrations coming off the door I saw in the back of the room, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Huh. I didn't see a door." Alfred mentioned as Arthur absentmindedly stroked his hair. They pondered this for a moment and then England spoke again.

"Apparently, the school is actually seventy five percent girls. Isn't that strange? I made them double check to make sure."

"Weird. Though when I think about it, there were LOTS of girls in that room. I wouldn't be surprised."

"Yeah... Well I'm sure that Ootori lad knows something is up. He kept giving the redhead weird looks that only an expert spy would catch, and he obviously knows I was not there for the school. I just hope that's all he knows." Arthur commented.

"He seemed like a cool dude. A little too serious though." Alfred sat up and headed for the kitchen. "You want anything? Imma make a snack."

Arthur winced at the mutilation of his beautiful language but simply replied "Could you make me some tea? I've been itching for some ever since I got back from Japan, but this is the first time I've had to rest."

"Sure thing, hon." They both smiled. A quiet, comfortable afternoon was just what they both needed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Chika woke up with a scream. It took several terrifying minutes to realize he was at home in his own bed and that it was just a nightmare.

He had dreamed that he had been in a field of bright blue butterflies. They were so pretty. Suddenly, he remembered something he had to do. The butterflies that had once given him peace started screaming at him "YOU FORGOT! YOU FORGOT AND NOW YOU HAVE TO PAY!"

Suddenly, Mitsukuni walked up to him, skipping and eating cake. As they embraced, Chika felt a dagger in his hand, and then suddenly, the dagger was in Mitsukuni's back. Mitsukuni fell to the ground. So much blood. Takeshi ran forward with a look of pain in his face, tears streaming down his cheeks. Armed guards in black uniforms ran forward to hold him back, and as they dragged him away crying and screaming he yelled "YOU'RE NOT VERY NICE CHIKA! YOU'RE NOT VERY NICE!"

Then, the guards turned on him, and soon he was enveloped in black, preasure preventing any breathing. He was drowning. He...

"Chika! Are you okay?" Mitsukuni came running down the hall, concerned by his brother's screams. When he saw Chika was okay, he smiled in relief and ran to the bed to hug Chika, but was pushed to the ground by his brother.

"Stay away from me, Mitsukuni." He ordered through soft tears, running down his face. There was an anger and sadness in his voice that Mitsukuni had never heard before. "Go away. Never come near me again."

"Ch-chika..." Mitsukuni stumbled backwards at the force in his brother's voice. "You don't-"

"I DO, Mitsukuni! GET AWAY FROM ME!" He ran up and pushed him back, slamming the door before breaking down crying. As he heard footsteps and sobs retreating down the hall he slumped against the wall and said softly "No one can be near me. I'm mean. I keep forgetting..."

"Okay, so I'm totally a fan of motorcycles..." Hikaru started as the Twins walked out of the dressing room.

"And I get the whole 'cool' thing..." Kaoru added.

"But where the hell did you come up with the idea of 50's America cosplay?" They asked together. Their matching green plaid blazers and blue ties looked rediculous next to Kyoya's shiny leather jacket and jeans.

"Don't look at me." Kyoya grumbled, gesturing to the 'king', who seemed to be trying to force Haruhi into a poodle skirt. "Tamaki's American friend brought it up and after some research on the internet he thought it was the coolest thing ever."

"But what does this have to do with the cake?" Kaoru asked.

"It doesn't." Kyoya answered. "The cake was for something else."

The Twins looked at eachother incredulously and then back at Kyoya.

"That story you told-" Hikaru started anxiously.

"-it wasn't real, was it?" Kaoru finished, matching his twin's facial expression.

"No." Kyoya replied. "The cake was not for any wedding, much less Tamaki's and mine."

"Than what was it for?" the Twins asked, immensely curious.

"I almost forgot. Your nerd glasses, of course." Kyoya reached over to his desk and grabbed two pairs of nerd glasses and handed them to the twins (*insert Naffy dying of happiness btw, your welcome*)

"Okay." The twins lamented dramatically, putting on their nerd glasses. "We'll just have to ask Tamaki."

"You might not want to do that." Kyoya mentioned as he sat down at his desk, flipping his perscription sunglasses over his eyes.

"Any why not?"

"One word: Blackmail."

France poured over his files in the light of his desk lamp. He needed to find the human weapon.

Not even his best friends knew the real reason he was so insistant on finding this kid. He supposed they all assumed that it was because he was planning to have some fun, but this was personal. He was doing a favor for a friend of his. Her kid was taken from her and she wanted him back home land. Apparently, his father enrolled him in Ouran Academy, the same one as the weapon.

Rifling through the papers, Francis landed on a picture of the boy. He looked handsome, very fit. With his blonde hair and blue-violet eyes, he looked very much like cute little Canada used to, except with shorter hair and a more confident look to him. He seemed as if he would be charming enough, and if his resume counted for anything, he was.

"A Host Club member." He murmered. "Interesting."

Rifling some more, he found the profile he had collected. He seemed to be a second year, good with the ladies, and boyfriend to...

"Kyoya Ootori..." France smirked, but his eyes opened wide as he scanned the boy's profile. "Type AB... Shadow King... Mon dieu! It's him!"

Kyoya called Renge over to his couch as fangirls settled in for the afternoon. Her white dress with blue polka dots swished as she sat next to him, her beehive barely moving.

"What's wrong, Kyoya?" She asked, concerned at the extra-serious look on his face.

"The Frenchman knows something." He stated gravely.

"I'm sure you're just paranoid..." She tried to reassure him.

"No. All the others stumbled upon us accidentally, but he knew. He came right here every time." Kyoya insisted, opening his notebook to the back. "Look. I wrote down all my observations for every out-of-the-ordinary visit we've had, starting with Lilly."

"Lilly is Leichtenstein?" Renge exclaimed, surprised as she read the page. "How is that even possible?"

"Yes. Lilly is the designated Human Personaification of Leichtenstein." He replied simply, ignoring the strange looks they got. "I've only recently confirmed my theory. You see, every country has a person that is in the government that never actually does anything. People assume that they have some secret job, or just don't care, but as I observed this strange phenomenon, I realized that these people all know eachother, and interact with eachother. Upon further investigation, I realized that quite often, the relationships between them, like Vash and Lilly Zwingly being siblings, reflect real-life situations."

"Is this seriously what you do in your spare time...?" Renge asked, incredulous. "Well, besides making out with Tamaki..."

"Yes." Kyoya answered stiffly, obviously offended by the lack of applause for his awesomeness. "I just revealed I discovered a world-wide government secret and you're concerned with me and Tamaki making out?"

"What can I say?" Renge said innocently. "I'm a fangirl."

"Just read the rest." He ordered gruffly, handing her the notebook. Luckily for him, the contents of the page he handed her were so interesting that she forgot to steal it and photocopy the diary section to read and share on her blog.

"Oh wow. You're right. AND I DO NOT HAVE BIPOLAR DISORDER!" She screamed, her hair suddenly turning into snakes, ruining her perfect beehive.

"MOMMY!" Tamaki yelled, making his way over to his boyfriend as the guests filed out for the day. "How's the b-"

Suddenly, the Shadow King's hand was on Tamaki's mouth.

"'Daddy'." Kyoya leaned in close and looked into Tamaki's eyes so that he could be sure that the message got through the thick skull. "I thought I told you it was a secret, and that you shouldn't say it outloud."

"Ohhhh! Right! Sorry!" Tamaki apologized, blushing as he realized how close they were. Ususally they just got that close in private. Kyoya was never a PDA person.

"And it's going well." Kyo-chan finally answered, pulling away from his boyfriend and relishing the blush he had brought to his face. "You should find a way to get Antoinette out while we're setting up, though. She keeps getting underfoot."

"No problem! I'll just walk her!" Tamaki replied triumphantly.

"One problem." Kyoya mentioned, smirking. "You need to be there too, genius."

"Oh..." Tama-chan deflated. "Well maybe a maid could walk her."

"Sounds good." Yoyo chuckled at his boyfriend. He was such an idiot, but there was no doubt about it. He was pretty damn adorable.

Speaking of adorable...

"Kyooooooooo~chaaaaaaaaaan!"

"Hunny!"

Le gasp! Mori spoke~! And Hunny appears to be hanging from the chadelier... da fuuuuuuuck?

AND MY STORY IS RATED T NOW SO NO COMPLAINTS ON THE LANGUAGE! I do appreciate whoever alerted me that the rating was K+, because that was not what I thought the rating was. So now it is T, and I can curse once again!

Sorry guys. I have the WORST potty mouth! D: X:

Naffy says that this is the REAL return of the missing plotline. Apparently, a non-filler doesn't actually count as plotline. WELL then.

BTW, I'm totally obsessed with the 50's in America, so that's why I put that in there randomly. Plus, Naffy totally dies whenever she thinks of the twins in nerd glasses AND the wizards of waverly place thing this week had them going back to the 50's. DON'T JUDGE ME!

Also, last chapter when Alfred was talking about "Not cool, Man!" "Monster-" and ""-is a big problem!"" He's really talking about a video game but it was edited weird. I wanted to say that but I couldn't fit it into the narrative.

So that was the chapter, lovelies! It wasn't quite as long as I wanted it to be, and I had to tell Naffy the plotline early against my will, so I just want to start the next chapter, and figure out the plans of both Francis and Chika, because none of those plot twists existed before today...

'Kay bye!