Azalea's POV

Today was the day we needed to start revising seriously for the spring exams. The only problem was, it wasn't us that were failing our exams – it was the rest of the school. So we needed a way to get everyone else to revise. Tamaki had told us that he was going to think of a plan, no doubt that would mean the most expensive and elaborate way to get things done – but he had been far more productive than anyone else so I guess I couldn't complain. No doubt that Kyouya would be burdened with the task of sorting out the money and making sure they didn't spend too much. It's his own fault really, he assigns himself that task. I wonder what he actually does for fun.

I inhaled as I zipped up the ludicrous yellow dress – I was sure that Nora was supposed to have been designing a prototype which she would show to the Principle wasn't she? What was going on there? All she did nowadays was design clothes – surely she had enough time to finish the uniform by now!

Ardea had been busy discussing what I could only describe as 'battle plans' with Tamaki. The pair of them were more alike than they realised. Ardea definitely had a more... heated temper, but they were both excitable and dramatic and in certain situations, Ardea could be more hyperactive than Tamaki himself. When Reginald had been bellowing out the dodgy results of different students at Ouran, Ardea and Tamaki had taken charge of a strangely rowdy crowd and geared them up to fight back. That was a positive move I guess – it definitely frightened Reginald off, for now. But it wouldn't be long before he was back to wreak more 'Reginald Chaos'.

At school, Tamaki ordered the whole of the host club, plus Ardea and I. I had been desperate to know what he had come up with and since Ardea knew, I thought I might get something out of her. But she wouldn't let slip a single, teeny, tiny detail. She just buzzed around happily. Oh well, at least I knew it was a good plan, whatever it was.

"Ardea and I have come up with a plan," Tamaki started, although I didn't miss the little 'humph' from Kyouya behind me. I should have known he'd have some sort of discrete involvement in the plan.

"The Host Club are going to be open as usual for our customers, but we're going to be doing revision sessions at the same time. As we're the top of our classes, young ladies will be desperate for some tutoring from their favourite host!" He said, his voice started raising at the end as he got more excited.

"How are you going to do your routines? Surely Honey's 'Loli Shota' look will be ruined if he has brains far more mature than his face? And what about the twins – how are they going to do their twincest routine if they're tutoring?" I asked, annoyed at myself for poking holes in his plan.

"We have our ways," Kaoru said with a wink. I tried not to blush as I though about how I liked that more than I should. No way was I going to become a 'Twincest Fangirl'. I noticed Hikaru smirk out of the corner of my eye and I seriously hoped it wasn't a my reaction.

"Okay, what about the boys? They're hardly going to want to revise with the host club are they?" I asked but Tamaki's grin only got wider.

"We've got that covered too!" He said with a grin and revealed a giant board underneath a cloth (although I have no idea where the board came from).

It was a prototype of a café. It was going to be placed in the only other empty room in the school and by the looks of the uniform – it was maid café.

"It's called …...!" He exclaimed with a large gesture of the arm towards the board. "It will be a maid café for the boys of Ouran to go and revise and have something to eat whilst lovely ladies in maid outfits serve them and help them with their revision!"

Poor girls. I know most of them were gentlemanly here – they wouldn't want to damage their family reputation, but it wouldn't stop them from having the occasional peek.

"Of course, if they don't do revision, there will be a bodyguard on hand to throw them out. Which of course will be supplied by my father who has looked over and approved the idea." He added proudly, glad to do something that his father would find useful to the school.

"What about the maids – won't they need to revise?" Hikaru asked, thinking hard about the plan.

"That's why we've got some revision sheets to put on trays that they can read as they go round. Of course, the two maids in charge will be wearing slightly different outfits and helping the boys to revise, the serving maids should pick some things up as they go round." He explained.

Oh no. As the cogs turned in my head I realised what was going to happen. Ardea seemed to work it out as well – he must have failed to mention that part of the plan to her. Of course, I was a bit ashamed of myself for not thinking of it earlier. If Tamaki had asked me here, I was obviously part of some plan. Whilst he was busy running the host club – who would be around to run the café? It had to be people with good grades, it would have to be girls who could wear the uniform. It had to be Ardea and I.

"No, no way. I would rather have 'snuggy time' revising with the host club than do that!" I told him and he put on a face of faux shock – he must have known I would resist. I looked over at Ardea who was eyeing up the outfit for the 'hostess' maids. Great, she liked the idea. I nudged her on the arm, and she looked around absent mindedly like she hadn't even been listening.

"Yeah, I agree." She said, siding with me although she wasn't sure what she was agreeing to. I tried to refrain from rolling my eyes when Tamaki approached us both with his 'host face' on.

"Really?" He said, stroking both our faces in turn. "Does a member of the host club have some admirers?" I scowled and looked away – his princely type was not my thing, it was far too cheesy for me. "And lovely ones at that." He commented, to which I slapped his hand away.

"Tamaki," I grumbled, sure I was bright red. "You know what I meant," but he wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Well it's not me, then is it Honey and Mori?" He asked, dancing around the pair as Honey looked up at us with his cute stare and Mori just did what he usually did.

"No, surely not – maybe Kyouya?" He asked, but it was clear neither of us reacted. Then he jumped up and around to the twins.

"Of course! How silly of me not to realise sooner! You are both fans of the twincest aren't you?" He seemed as though he was annoyed with himself for not working it out sooner, of course he wasn't, but most of his customers wouldn't of realised this. I ignored him and Ardea just rolled her eyes at him as if to disagree with him. The twins seemed to fall for it but Tamaki wasn't convinced. A small smile that reached up across his face and to his sparkling blue eyes – far more convincing and heart-wrenching than the big grins he made usually – tugged at his lips. He shrugged and moved on.

"So obviously we want you to be the hostesses. You won't be serving food, you'll go round to ask if the customers need any help with their revision and such..." and it carried on like that until eventually, the idea wasn't so unappealing anymore. I can't say that I was excited, but it was better than dreading it.

A week later...

After a whole week of planning and setting up, the revision sessions for both the host club and …... were in motion. The host club wore Tamaki's version of revision attire, which was clearly just casual and comfortable – but sexy as hell. Well, to be honest, it wasn't very difficult for any of them to look sexy. The maids that were serving wore a classic maids outfit in purple with a white apron whilst Ardea and I (the revision help) were wearing similar outfits but without the puffy sleeves or skirt, ours were pleated – and shorter than something I'd normally wear. Ardea thought they looked cute.

The café was very successful. Boys who wanted to upkeep their family reputation could go to a maid café and it would all be for the sake of revision. Of course, the girls all went to the host club and I always heard positive feedback in class about it. Apparently the twins were doing some kind of act were Kaoru would pretend to be upset when he couldn't do it and (of course) Hikaru would be there to comfort him.

Not going to lie, slightly bitter that I had to miss that.

However, true to his word, Tamaki's father's bodyguard was very efficient. He made sure that all the maids were respected (not that it was entirely necessary with the way the well-behaved boys of Ouran treated them) – of course there was always one who was inappropriate or came in to sit and watch rather than get on with some revision.

Everyone who wanted to learn (which was nearly everyone thanks to Reginald's threats) came along and worked as hard as they could. We could all see a definite improvement in our practise grades – both Ardea and I got A*, but since we had spent more hours in that café than anyone else it wasn't surprising. The lowest anyone really got was a C, which was the lowest we needed to get passing grades. So, as long as the real exams went well, we could all expect to rub our grades in Reginald's face and maybe the whole of Whitewood Academy too.

We didn't see much of the host club while we were running the café revision sessions. We still saw Hikaru and Kaoru in lessons and the occasional lunch time when we weren't cleaning up the café for after school or running a lunch time session for those who had engagements after school.

Exams...

Spring exams came before long and we were all anticipating it, hoping for a high mark. Butterflies fluttered round in my stomach to the point where I felt sick. I always had a bit of exam phobia. I skipped breakfast although I knew I shouldn't and didn't actually see Ardea until we got into the car to go to school.

"Nervous?" I asked, hearing the shake of my voice. She nodded and looked out the window. That was the most conversation I had for the rest of the day. As soon as we got to school, we saw everyone in the same state as us. They were morbid and nervous – they weren't quite as optimistic as I had hoped we would be. We all took our seats in complete silence in the examination hall as I looked over at the clock to see the time. Once we were all seated, the woman at the front of the hall wearing straggly hair extensions and a badly shaped suit bellowed out "You may now start the test."

I wrote my name and opened up the book and stifled a laugh. Why had I been worried? Everything we had revised was on the test!

Relief.

Muahaha, I think that's the fastest I've ever done a chapter! XD

Ash =3