"Well," Kyoya recovered first from Yuki's unparallelled freaky dancing. "Remind me never to invite him to a formal ballroom dance." The Host Club shuddered at the image of Yuki's embarrassing them by doing his somehow provocative despite being grotesque dance.

"We did not just see Aki Yuki do the...the..." Even Haruhi was at a loss for words. Kyoya help up a hand to silence her, adjusting his glasses.

"We did not. In fact, it's not like I have to remove some nonexistent cameras which I did not install in his bathroom before he makes a show of taking a-"

Music Room Three had never cleared out so quickly before.

Timeskip

"So, how are we going to find material if we're not intruding in his personal life?" Tamaki asked.

"Judging by the fact that doing so is too hazardous and dangerous for our sanity, we cannot do that. We're going undercover," Kyoya spoke briskly, closing his laptop.

"How?" Honey asked blankly.

"How hard could stalking Yuki be?" Kyoya shot them an evil smile.

(Five minutes later)

"THIS IS TOO HARD! URGH! PUT ME DOWN, YOU BIG IDIOT! TOO CONSPICUOUS-NOISY-WHY DID I HAVE TO JOIN? WHY THIS STUPID COSTUME, IT'S NOT GOING TO HELP! I REFUSE TO WEAR THIS, AND WAVE AROUND THIS PLASTIC STICK! IT'S A DISGRACE! CURSE YOUR CHILDREN!" People stared as Mori carried both Chika and Honey on his shoulders, one thrashing about wildly.

"We don't have any children!" Honey piped up. Everyone turned towards him. "What are you looking at?" he asked sweetly as the aura around him turned dark. Everyone sweat-dropped and backed off smiling nervously.

The Host Club was geared up in a list of disguises which Tamaki claimed would help them. There was Tamaki, all geared up in a Sherlock Holmes costume, biting down on the end of a bubble pipe. The bubbles seemed to change color according to his moods, and right now pink and yellow bubbles of happiness floated around choking Kyoya, dressed as Watson. Mori and Honey were Batman and Robin, and Hikaru and Kaoru were dressed as ninjas. They sneaked about whispering "nin-nin", appearing randomly hanging upside down or around the corner.

"I thought ninjas were silent," Haruhi muttered. Tamaki had her pointlessly dressed as a girl. She peeked around the corner before walking out, dressed as Black Widow. Tamaki's eyes turned into pink hearts as an image of Haruhi posing provocatively came into his mind. The other members of the Host Club seemed to the see the image, because they sweat-dropped.

"PUT-ME-DOWN!" Chika seemed to be fighting Honey, because there was a spinning dust cloud from which the occasional limb or weapon poked out surrounding Mori's head. Mori shrugged and calmly walked along. "DAGNABBIT!"

"CAREFUL, CHIKA, THAT THING ACTUALLY-" Honey warned. Kyoya and Tamaki started to worry about Mori's head. Really, Host Club? Just now?

"GOLLY GEE IT DOES WORK! MWAHAHA, FEEL MY WRATH, ALIEN!" Jets of red and green light shot out from the dust cloud and left burn marks everywhere. "CRUCIO! AVADA KEDAVRA, CAKE-CHOMPER!" Mori presently fell face first, then Robin and Harry Potter tumbled onto the floor. Yes, Hikaru and Kaoru just wanted to mess around with Haruhi and Chika's look, and you know...

"Why do we have to go undercover?" Hikaru asked, leaning on Tamaki. "Can't we send anyone else?" Tamaki whispered something in his ear, and Hikaru screamed a very manly scream. It doesn't matter if it's high pitched and screechy, it's manly. "OH RIGHT, I forgot Aki has that power..."

They walked up to a fairly large building. Outside was parked a sleek limousine, which they guessed Yuki was in.

"Duck!" Tamaki whispered, pulling the heads of the Host Club down. He violently yanked Kyoya by his collar, who did a face-plant and groaned. Green and purple bubbles began to float out of his pipe, while the Imperial March played as Yuki exited the car.

"He needs his own theme song now?" Kyoya whispered.

"...Please, please, just one Stupefy!" Chika begged Mori who held his head down.

"Thanks, Tomo," Yuki winked and proudly strode to the entrance. He cleared his throat, and the doors opened, then closed immediately after he passed through. Tomo rolled his eyes, muttering something about "the force" before driving away. Kyoya tried the doors, but they remained closed.

"What do we do now?" Honey anxiously asked. Kyoya adjusted his glasses, smirking.

"How do you feel about la courte echelle?" Dramatic music played in the background.

"Why are you looking at me?" Honey asked.

A couple minutes later, the Host Club was standing on each others shoulders, while Kyoya hoisted Honey who held a periscope. Honey saw a rather small room with a twin sized bed in the corner, some bookshelves, a window, a door, a closet and a desk. The walls were covered with images that he assumed were of Yuki's friends, with Yuki sitting in a corner picking his filthy-never mind.

"TAP WATER!" Yuki called. Immediately a cup of water appeared in front of him. Honey yelped in shock. How could a fellow rich person actually drink from the water that was so easily and cheaply available? And where the hell did it come from?"WHOA!" Honey cried as Hikaru lost his balance from shock causing Kyoya to stumble and nearly drop Honey who hung on to the window sill for dear life.

"Whose there?" Yuki questioned, his head popping up out of the window. He grinned goofily at the Host Club as another glass of tap water appeared next to him on his window sill.

This time they really did fall over in shock.

"Are you guys okayy?" Yuki asked, chugging down the water which was quickly replaced as he leaned far out of the window, dangling as he held onto the sill with only his feet.

Yuki laughed evilly in his head. 'Aw, the Host Club can be so stupidly gullible at times. It's like killing two birds with one stone! The money plan is going smoothly and so is tracking a certain someone... Mwhahahaha! For a bunch of rich people, they are complete dunces. I can probably walk around with my guard down and they won't notice a thing!"

The Host Club, of course, interpreted Yuki hanging off his windowsill with an evil grin on his face in the wrong way. Or maybe the right way, I dunno, you tell me.

"RUN! HE'S GONNA JUMP OUT AND KILL US ALL! ABORT THE MISSION! ABORT ABORT!" Kaoru yelled as the Host Club, plus a disgruntled Chika dove for the bushes. Yuki stared forlornly after them, dangling uselessly from the window as he reached for them in slow motion with his free hand, the other holding his glass of tap water. Yuki frowned and murmured sadly, "I was only trying to help them... Why do they dislike me so much?"

"They don't dislike you," Amaya said, appearing out of the shadows that were like her second home, "If they disliked you, they would have attempted to have you assassinated like that random King from that random palace, remember? The one who enjoyed belly-dancing and bright clothing? Yeah, him. These idiots are just curious and are covering it up,"

"And you can tell they didn't try to assassinate you because they're still very much alive. And idiotic," Kosuke said, coming up from being Amaya. Yuki stared at them as tears filled his eyes.

"Wait- YOU'RE THE ONES WHO KILLED MR. BRIGHTBELLIES?"