"Hakuba! Hakuba! What is this white powder in the briefcase?!" Tamaki shrieked, thinking that it was some sort of drug. They were cleaning up the club room from the mafia event and came across a briefcase.

A briefcase filled to the brim with small plastic baggies that had white powder in them.

"Don't worry Suoh, it's not drugs. Seriously, why the hell would I bring drugs to school anyways? Who in the world do you take me for, a drug dealer?!"

"Uhh..." Tamaki shifted uncomfortably.

Shion chuckled at the expression he was able to coax out of him, he never really got to see Tamaki be uncomfortable with anything. It was something new. "It's a mixture of salt and flower, though mostly salt." An unexpected scenario popped into his head, and he started laughing silently. He had to cover his mouth with his hand to hide it, other arm holding his stomach as he hunched over.

"What are you laughing about?"

Shion waved a hand to dismiss the twins, trying to calm himself down in the meantime. He didn't know why he found it so funny, but he just couldn't stop laughing.

"Oh, it's not nothing if it's got you laughing like this."

"Yeah, tell us!"

"Come oooon~."

"Tell usssss~."

"Oh this is rare, what are you laughing about Shion?" Haruhi came in as the Hitachiin boys were hounding him with unrestrained curiosity—they were circling him like hawks. Shion looked up and felt embarrassed when he came to see that the club members were looking at him attentively. He couldn't hold his blush back as he coughed awkwardly into his hand.

"Oh, um... Well, Suoh here thought that those props were actually drugs."

Haruhi snorted in amusement. She hadn't thought that he was that naive. Even Honey wasn't as naive as Tamaki despite the bubbles and flowers that surrounded his aura at all times.

"You didn't laugh at that though," Honey pointed out.

"No I did not, but what I thought of next did..." Shion held back another wave of laughter just remembering it. "If Suoh wanted drugs, hypothetically," he had to emphasise the hypothetical part because he saw Tamaki almost seethe at the example. "Hypothetically, I imagined him like this. Walking up to some vendor not knowing anything about the business and saying," he got into a rich persona, voice going towards the snooty rich person tone, "I would like one crack cocaine please." Then he did a gruff voice, "Cash or Credit?" Then back to the rich and snooty, he rummaged through his bag and quickly brought out a card. "Gift card."

The twins burst out laughing along with Haruhi who was started cracking up. Mori had a smile quivering on his stoic face while Honey was shaking. Even Kyoya was laughing, covering his mouth with his hand. Chuckling was more like it, but he obviously found that amusing, Shion's sudden changes in character made it all the better. Now the victim...

Oh, the victim...

He was bright red, head to toe, but the weird thing was that he was obviously frustrated, angry even. Though he was shaking too, either from the frustration—Shion and the others knew that he was laughing—or holding back laughter. Shion had to wonder how Tamaki could be showing so many different emotions at one time. He was truly a unique individual—actually everyone in the club was unique.

This club hosts some interesting people.

The thought sent Shion into another wave of laughter.

• • • • • •

Shion was in a group with Aaron, Satsuki, Tamaki, and Kyoya for a midterm project. Five desks were put together for their work. It was a group assignment for English, and they were already done due to his vast knowledge of Shakespeare and now they were all just chit-chatting. Shion had an earbud in, his mind checking out while listening to music, though it didn't stop him from hearing some people talking behind him.

So now it's starting… Shion mused, "I thought it would start earlier to be honest."

It was normal for rumours to start up. Shion knew he wasn't liked by everybody, especially with some social cliques. It was inevitable, nobody could have everybody love them and Shion didn't want to put up a facade. From what he was hearing, the rumour was that he had 'woman parts' because he didn't like to change in the open during gym classes. He didn't really have a problem with it, it was just that whenever he had to change the room would be packed, so he would change in the shower stalls.

Wait… if anyone should have this rumour attached to them shouldn't it be Haruhi? Shion laughed from the back of his throat cynically.

Shion saw Tamaki frown and move to get up but grabbed his wrist before he could, "Suoh. Sit down."

"But Hakuba!"

"There's no need to waste your breath on a fucking rumour," he glanced narrowly at the people behind him, "I don't need you guys getting targeted just because you defended the new commoner."

Tamaki huffed and sunk into his seat, annoyed, "But Hakuba, you know we can help out."

"Yeah, we're your friends!" Aaron and Satsuki supported him.

"Yes—and that's exactly why I don't want you to get involved." Shion wasn't going to let them get tangled in the mess around him. Then he felt a sensation in his nose and reached for a few tissues in his bag when an idea came to mind. Something to bring the topic to something lighter

"Hey, guys," they stopped their conversation and looked to him. Great, now their attention was on him. Shion grinned evilly, "Hail Satan," and as if on cue his nose started bleeding.

They all went wide-eyed, and Tamaki started freaking out.

"S-s-s-SATAN?!"

Aaron and Satsuki burst out laughing and while they were reacting to his joke, Shion tended to his nosebleed. After a few minutes of holding his nose—which was annoying because it was bleeding heavier than usual and he ended up swallowing a bunch of blood—it stopped. He went through his bag again for his music book but paused when he found a loose sheet tucked away neatly at the side. He looked over the paper and paled, placing his head down on his desk, forehead resting on that cursed piece of paper.

"Shion, whatcha doooin?" Satsuki went behind him and leaned on him, putting her chin on his head.

Shion groaned into the desk, not caring that Satsuki's chin was pointy and was digging into his skull. The paper he found had been lost and forgotten in his bag from his first day, and he just learned that at the end of the school year, a ball would take place after the culture festival. The ball wasn't the main problem, he would just have to get his mother to send his good suit in the mail, but since Shion was attending as a performing arts major there were mandatory performances he would have to do at the end of the year.

The largest problem was that Shion had to put on a whole slew of performances as his final projects, a rule that his scholarship was based on.

He was taking a music class, yes, but he had to perform three songs both vocally and instrumentally in different performances. Then there was drama, he had to do a traditional monologue, a play with the school's drama club, and lastly, one thing of his choice.

And people said great things come in threes...

Oh, how Shion cursed that saying to oblivion. He should have read the fine print. This was also on top of keeping a seventy percent average, which wouldn't be that bad if he didn't have such an insane workload on top of club activities and his street performing for money. He only had so much in the account his mother provided him, but he was saving that for emergencies.

"Hello? Shion? Earth to Shion..."

Shion came back to reality after torturing himself mentally with the workload. He groaned, lifting his arms to wrap them around his head and grabbed at his hair as if to shelter him from the torment he was going unwillingly put himself through.

"Oh, nothing. Just the world collapsing around me."

Aaron chuckled, "Feeling glum chum?" and pet Shion's head from his seat in front of his suffering friend.

An idea popped into Shion's head. He suddenly shot straight up and looked at Arron—well, at least he hoped he did because the paper was stuck to his forehead—it was there for a few seconds before floating off. The others burst out in laughter. Shion sported a large red dot on his forehead.

He frowned at their laughter and waited for when they calmed down. "You play a few instruments, don't you Aaron? Like piano or base for instance?"

"Mmhmm, why? What's up?" he answered cautiously.

Shion smirked, "I may be able to get you out of our final playing tests and or exam."

"Oooh, please, do tell." Now he was interested.

• • • • • •

"Aaahhhh~" Shion yawned and stretched in his seat in the club room. He was just there to laze around. It wasn't a club day and he didn't want to go back to his apartment yet. His arms reached over his head and pops came from his shoulders. He'd been in the same spot reading for a while, body becoming stiff and needed to move.

"That was quite a big yawn Shion," Kyoya looked over his laptop to see Shion just finish a massive yawn, still typing away.

"Hmm, I guess it was," Shion wiped some tears from his eyes that went down his cheek from the massive yawn. He'd been staying up late recently. Feeling stiff, Shion righted himself and stretched out.

Suddenly the door to the club opened, almost flying off its hinges, and all attention went to the person who abruptly stormed in. "Is Hakuba Shion here?!" a male voice shouted.

"Uh, yeah?" Shion looked over the back of his seat to see and the person that barged in speed walked up to Shion. Shion looked up to see his slightly panicked green eyes wide, "Hi?" he raised a quizzical eyebrow.

"Please, I need your help!" He took a moment to get his breath, still winded. It looked like he just sprinted through the halls to get there.

"With what?" Shion questioned dryly, "You'll have to be more specific."

"There's this crazy girl who's trying to get me to marry her and even when I told her I was gay she didn't believe me! So now she wants proof!"

Shion's expression grew more amused and sceptical, sure he sounded desperate, but the whole thing was ridiculous, "And you need my help why?"

"Because you're a fantastic actor who I think I can trust and I think you may swing that way maybe?" They said bluntly all in one breath, having no shame in buttering him up with the compliment.

"Ah-ha," Shion laughed, not acknowledging the assumption of his sexuality, "But what do you need me to do?"

"Dominate me."

"Excuse me?" Shion blinked almost owlishly, utterly taken aback at the blunt statement. He looked completely normal with his simple short brown hair and green eyes, but his personality certainly didn't reflect his looks.

"You heard me."

Shion sighed heavily, "First of all, I don't even know you. I didn't get your name or anything—"

Kyoya interjected without looking away from his laptop as he still worked away, "Ko Fitzpatrick, a second year who came back from studying abroad in France for a year." Dominate?

Shion rolled his eyes and looked over to Kyoya, "Thaaaanks," he drawled, " but I could have just asked him myself," Shion laid on the sass. He turned back to Ko, disregarding the others for the time being. "Alright then, give me the run down. Depending on what you're asking, these guys might be able to help too."

The explanation took a few minutes and Shion couldn't believe what he was getting himself into.

"So she's a crazy delusional stalker who likes you just because you said sorry when you bumped into her?" Kyoya said bluntly, not entirely believing the story. Some people are just so… naive.

"Pretty much," Ko said with a huff. "I just got back a month ago. She's been following me home and when I go out with my friends. Her father's a higher up, so I think he could somehow get the papers through without my consent."

"Why come to me though?"

"As I said before, I think you're a great actor—I saw a video of the Mafia skit, it was amazing—and where else could I go?"

"I… can think of something. Come back tomorrow I guess," Shion held his chin in thought. He had an idea forming though, but he would need the clubs help…

"Alrighty. Well, I look forward to working with you!" Ko saluted with a bow and left. He popped his head in the door, "And please make sure that this doesn't get out!"

"And there goes the storm." Haruhi couldn't even speak throughout the whole visit. It was all too overwhelming. Other than Kyoya no one else had gotten a word in. "So what are you going to do Shion?"

"I was thinking of having a set up where she's stalking us. I'd pick him up at the gate and bring him for a 'date' and have her witness some stuff."

"What stuff?" Honey questioned, leaning forward in his seat with Usa-chan. He was much more interested in the situation than anyone would have thought.

"I don't know… Maybe a kiss? The crazy chick needs to be convinced that he's gay right?"

"A k-k-kiss?" Tamaki spluttered.

"It's nothing too big, I've had to kiss in role before..." Shion trailed off when he noticed he was being stared at, "Why are you guys looking at me like that?" He felt like they were collectively thinking that he was the scum of the earth or something.

They sighed.

"Don't collectively sigh at me like that. Now, Kyoya, you might be able to wring some money out of him since this could technically be considered as a job we've been hired for."

It didn't take much to convince him of the benefits with helping this guy out. After all, the more connections you have, the more power you have. Well in Kyoya's case that was.

• • • • • •

Shion was running through the notes he jotted down for Ko's request, pointedly ignoring the gossip he was hearing as he made way to the club room. It was getting annoying, but it wasn't out of hand. Yet.

"Hey, guys. Oh, hello Ko-san, you're already here."

"Yeah, I really need her off my back," he pointed to Kyoya, "I've talked to Kyoya here, and if you guys get this done, I'll pay you guys. Handsomely."

"Well, I have a few ideas," Shion brushed off the theatrics of the 'client'. Shion ran the various scenarios by the Ko and he offered his own ideas. There were a few problems that needed to be addressed, however.

"Shouldn't you have a disguise?" Ko offered, "There are some rumours about you going around and if people heard of this things would go off the charts wouldn't it?"

"I was thinking of one also. Since I've been fancy with my Mafia costume I was thinking of a delinquent look." Shion looked over to the twins, "Do you two know of any hair dye that'll come off in one or two washes?"

"We could get some!" "What colour were you thinking?"

"Preferably blond, but I don't want to bleach my hair so red I guess."

"We won't have to bleach it, it's just really strong so the colour will come out fine. What kind of blond did you want?"

Shion glanced to Tamaki before deciding against it. He'd call me his brother… "Platinum blond." He could have gone with a more typical dyed blond like Tamaki's sunny yellow, but then again, he didn't want to look like Tamaki.

"Alright."

"As for my clothes, I'll work it out myself. I'll wear contacts and cover my other eye. Most people only see the green…"

Ko leaned forward in his seat suddenly and was in Shion's face, "So! When will we do this?"

"The end of the week." Shion pushed Ko back and went on with another thought, "Does your crazy-soon-to-be-wife follow you even if you catch a ride?"

"Yeah, somehow she always follows us." Ko honestly had no idea how she kept track of him all the time, it was creepy.

"Kyoya…" Shion contemplated for a second, wondering if it would be able to happen. The idea was a bit out there, but it was a chance that he could drive one again.

"Yes?"

"Do you think you can arrange a motorcycle?"

"A motorcycle?!" Most of the residents in the room shouted, both disbelief and surprise present.

"Why do you want a motorcycle Shion?" Haruhi asked, she never heard of him being able to drive.

"Well, wouldn't it be strange for a delinquent to drive a limo? Especially if they're not from Ouran."

"That's not what I meant, how are you going to drive it?"

"Oh," he reached into his bag for his wallet, and pulled a card out, "I have a motorcycle licence."

"Whaddya look at that…" Ko was impressed. "How old are you again?"

"Eighteen."

"Shouldn't you be a third year then, Shion? Or maybe in college?" Believe it or not, Haruhi hadn't asked this question yet, and she was surprised it didn't come to mind earlier.

"When I lived in the U.S I took almost a year off to film a movie in middle school… So I didn't have the attendance to pass the grade." Shion almost sighed when they ohhh'ed collectively. It was weird how they were so in sync.

"I can get you the vehicle, but if it's damaged, you'll have to pay for it," Kyoya said with a glint of his glasses and Shion almost gulped nervously. He would just have to not damage it, and it would be fine. He'd probably jinx it with that.

"So I'd pick him up from school—preferably Friday—and bring him out for a date. I'd find a parking spot and was thinking if someone could pick the bike up when we walk away from it."

"Why get someone to pick it up?"

"Hush, Tamaki. I'm explaining." Shion shushed him, "After the date stuff—probably a movie or dinner or something—then we'd go into a love hotel," after saying that, Shion couldn't help but burst out in laughter. Their faces were priceless.

"A… love hotel? Shion… you do know what those are… right?"

"Hahaha… Yeah. Haruhi I do."

"Then why in the world—"

"To prove that Ko here's gay." Shion wiped a tear from laughing, "We wouldn't actually do anything. We'd just enter and leave through the back door—where hopefully we'd have someone pick us up. Then crazy lady will think we stayed the night."

"Why didn't you just say so!?"

"I was trying to explain it before all your thoughts went dirty." They had the decency to look embarrassed. "Well, that's what I got. How does it sound Ko?"

"It sounds great! But she just won't believe anything."

"Yes, I was hoping to have someone tailing us and text me saying if she's still following us. When she's close enough I'll make it look like we're a couple."

"If you're planning to do it on Friday then don't you need to get everything ready on Thursday, Shion?" Tamaki questioned.

"We could do your hair during Thursday afternoon." The twins offered. It's not like they had anything better to do.

"That'd be great. We wouldn't be able to do it during school either, so I'll just skip Friday."

"Skip?" Kyoya inquired.

"Well, I wouldn't be able to come to school with my hair dyed."

"Instant failure!" Honey came in with a little shout and Shion chuckled at the exclamation.

"True…" Kyoya's lips formed a thin line, agreeing with Honey. Shion would be in quite an ugly spot if he went to school with his hair dyed and then going out on the date. Kyoya frowned, he didn't like the sound of that, it made him feel irritated.

"I got an excuse though, so don't worry."

Ah, but that is not what I'm worried about.

• • • • • •

For the first time in a while, Haruhi and Shion were walking back to their apartments together. It was nice out, chilly, but nice. The wind was picking up, and Shion was happy that cooler weather was coming around. It's been too hot for him even in the early fall. He didn't want to imagine the summer temperatures.

"Are you sure you want to help him Shion?"

Shion breathed a puff of air into his hands, just barely visible. "I'll help him. He's paying the club right? I'll get Kyoya to give me a portion."

"Money's not the problem."

Shion frowned and sighed, "I don't think it's a problem. Now don't start, I have no emotional connection to him, but I'm going to help him out."

"Alright. Alright." Haruhi waved a hand. "If the rumours get out of hand I'm not at fault."

"Well, you won't have to be because I'll be in disguise—besides, I'm the one that would be at fault." Haruhi shut the door in his face. "Bye Haruhi," he laughed—the door was shut so abruptly that it was funny.

• • • • • •

The last bell rang for the day, and once Shion walked out of the classroom he was confronted by the twins. Immediately.

How did they even move to my classroom so quickly? They're on the first floor, and Drama's on the third.

"We'll do your hair at our place." "We have all the tools there." They said right after each other, and the fox-like smirks of theirs weren't giving Shion a good feeling.

"Alright." Shion adjusted his bag and followed the twins to their ride, which was a limo of course. What else would there be their ride?

"Shion! I was wondering why you ran out of class so quickly," Aaron ran to catch up to them. He caught a glimpse of Shion in the pickup lane and wanted to know the details. "Oh, we haven't talked in a while, Hikaru, Kaoru."

"You three know each other?"

"Used to be best buds," Aaron chuckled, "but we drifted into different friend groups after we started high school. So. Where are you guys going?"

"They're dying my hair."

Aaron didn't even think to ask why, "Ooh, mind if I tag along?"

"I don't mind, but it's up to them. It's their ride."

Kaoru sighed, "Alright," and Hikaru continued, "but don't cause any chaos like the last time you came over."

"Uh, excuse me, that was two years ago—I'm a new man now." Aaron scoffed as he entered the limo.

The ride there was awkwardly quiet. Shion never really talked to those two without anyone else around, so he was glad Aaron was there. He took out his phone and text Ko for some extra details. He hadn't asked if a kiss was acceptable.

"Whatever it takes man! I asked you at the very beginning to dominate me! I'm fine with a make-out session if it has to go that way."

Well, that was certainly clear enough.

"Wow, he's straightforward." "Aha—but not straight," The two laughed at their joke and Shion laughed in the back of his throat.

"What?" Aaron asked. He zoned out during most of it so didn't catch the details.

"Nothing Aaron," Shion chuckled before looking to the two people up in his grill, "And why are you two so close to me?"

"Curious." They said simply as they pulled into a mansion's driveway. The vehicle stopped, and a butler opened the door of the limo.

Hikaru and Kaoru excited first, then Aaron and Shion followed. Shion looked up to the mansion, he shouldn't be surprised anymore. It was a beautiful building, not a traditional Japanese manner like Satsuki's, but an English mansion. The garden at the front was also pleasing to the eyes. He looked to see the twins staring at him with smug looks.

"What?" Shion clipped. Their faces were irritating.

"Nooothing~" They singsonged, "Now follow us. Or you'll get lost."

• • • • • •

Shion followed the twins into what appeared to be a spare bedroom. It had an attached bathroom to it so it suited their needs. He let the twins do their thing and they made him have a shower. Luckily he thought ahead as dying hair generally calls for a wash, and brought a change of clothes to school along with shampoo and conditioner. Also, body wash. He knew he would have to shower so might as well make use of it. He came out into the bathroom without his shirt just because it might get dye on it.

"Careful Shion. If a maid comes in, she might faint," Aaron commented with humour, secretly taking some pictures. Does he work out? He doesn't seem like the type to.

Shion ran a hand through his damp hair, and directed a saucy look towards Aaron, "Oh will they?" he smirked and Aaron started cracking up.

"Come on, we don't have all day."

"Yeah, hurry up and sit down."

"Yes, yes." Shion appeased the twins and sat down to allow them to apply the dye to his hair. While they were waiting for the dye to sit, Shion brought out his music book and worked on some compositions. Aaron played his video game and they all talked until the timer went off.

"You picked a good day to do this Shion."

"Hmm?" Shion looked up from his book, now suspicious.

"Yeah, this dye takes about three washes to fully get out, so you have the weekend to get it back to normal." The timer went off, and the twins both did shooing motions, "Now go rinse it out with the showerhead."

Shion got up and opened the door to the bathroom. "And don't forget to put the conditioner in!" Shion was almost assaulted as Hikaru threw the bottle he forgot at him. Luckily he caught it without fumbling it.

"Gudo catchu!" Aaron said in Engrish and gave him a cheesy thumbs up. Shion couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Shion rinsed the dye out with the showerhead over the tub and watched the colour drain away. It was rather amusing to see his identity drain away—that's just dramatics but somewhat true. He used the conditioner next. Shion opened the door a crack, "How long do I keep the conditioner in?"

"Ten minutes."

"Thanks. Hey Aaron, mind grabbing me my bag?"

"Sure." Aaron grabbed it and went to give it to him, but was weirded out when Shion's arm just came out. "…What are you doing?"

"I want it to be a surprise." Aaron heard from the other side of the door. "Also is there a towel I can use?"

"Here ya go, and geeze, don't whip towels, they hurt!" Aaron complained, and the twins laughed.

"Shion! Times up!"

"Alright, alright." The three on the other side just heard various noises indicating to what Shion was doing. Then the door opened. "I brought some clothes I might wear to match the look."

"Oh my freaking god Shion!" Aaron shouted. "You look like a distant relative of Tamaki's!"

Whatever drink Hikaru was drinking ended up as a mist.

"Taadaa?"