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Attack Of The Lady Manager!

Somewhere in France, a young girl is preparing to meet her fiancé...

Shun watched with disgust at the girls that had begun swooning over Tamaki as he effortlessly answered all of their questions, each reply becoming even more revoltingly cliché than the last.

"Oh, Tamaki. My dearest Tamaki, why are you so beautiful?"

"I'm hoping to catch your eye, even if for just one second."

"Then why is your voice so sweet and mellow?"

"To set your nerves at ease so that my true feelings may reach your heart."

"Why are your eyes filled with tears every time you look at me?"

Tamaki gently swooped his hair back, revealing two perfect droplets at the corners of his eyes. "Because the sight of your beautiful smile causes the fountain inside me to start overflowing!"

Gagging, Shun turned her sights away from Tamaki and eagerly searched for a distraction, her eyes landing on the twins instead.

"I think it's adorable that you're wearing matching kimonos!" one guest at their table commented.

"Our mother designed everything the hosts are wearing today," Hikaru informed them. "If you see something you like, we can take an order for you."

"Our grandmother even helped us put them on!" Kaoru piped in, before Hikaru took hold of his chin and brought his face closer.

"But you know the only one undressing you is me," Hikaru said gently, "Kaoru."

Blushing slightly, Kaoru turned his face away as tears began forming in his eyes. "Hikaru, you're embarrassing me in front of everybody!"

Really? Them too? Shun thought in annoyance as she walked over to Haruhi, who was also observing the scene with an equal amount of confusion.

"They're up to that nonsense," Haruhi muttered. Shun let her head fall as she sighed.

"You can say that again," Shun responded. Suddenly, four girls approached the pair, two of them complimenting Haruhi and the other two commenting on Shun's kimono.

"Shun, you look so handsome in your kimono!" one girl said.

Shun glanced at the girl and offered her an awkward smile. "Uh, thanks." The kimono Shun donned was black, with red and white koi elegantly swimming through the fabric amongst ivory-colored waves.

"Although, Shun," Shun turned to face the other girl, "the front of your kimono is drooping." She pointed at the exposed skin of Shun's collarbone, a red streak prominent on her face.

Glancing down, Shun gawked and hurriedly tried to fix it, a blush working its way onto her cheeks. After finally adjusting the folds of the kimono, Shun sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck. "S-Sorry about that." That was close! The girls tittered quietly in response.

"Hello, Kyouya!" Shun switched her gaze to where Kyouya was sitting as two guests approached him cheerfully.

"Are you planning to release more pictures of the host club?"

Kyouya smiled politely at them. "Unfortunately, we don't have anything planned at present, ladies."

The twins' heads emerged from behind the silk screen Kyouya was sitting in front of.

"But doesn't the club make a lot of money—"

"—from the sale of promotional items?"

Pulling out some blurry photos, Kyouya turned to face them. "That's true, but the items are poor quality." He spread the photos out in his hand. "Those picture books were filled with nothing but amateur hidden-camera shots. However, if we want to create some higher quality money-making products," he said as he brought out a calculator and began pressing buttons, "I'm afraid we'd have to draw money from the school's budget."

"Wow, Kyouya," Shun said in amazement as she strolled over to him. "It seems like you're the only one keeping this club afloat."

He glanced up at her with an expression of humble gratitude. "Why, thank you."

Shun was about to continue on her way back to where her guests were waiting when she felt someone tug on her sleeve. Looking down, she saw Honey, who had tears (again with the tears!) welling up in his eyes.

"Shu-chan, Haru-chan," he wailed. "I don't know how, but I lost one of my sandals!" He lifted one of his fists to childishly wipe at his eyes, while the other hand clutched one lone brown sandal.

Haruhi made her way over to him. "But you were just wearing them, weren't you?"

Attempting to comfort him, Shun pat Honey's head. "It's okay, Honey-senpai, we'll find them."

Mori suddenly appeared in front of the trio. "Mitsukuni," he said as he knelt down and gently lifted Honey's leg, slipping the missing shoe on his foot. "I noticed that you dropped it."

Honey gazed at his cousin through teary eyes. "Takashi!" he cried as he jumped into Mori's arms, the onlooking guests sighing in adoration.

"Looks like tears are really popular with the ladies today," Haruhi noted with a slightly annoyed expression.

Holding her chin in her hand, Shun glanced down in thought as she walked next to Haruhi. "I don't get how they're able to cry so easily, though. It's seriously freaky." Consumed by her thoughts and thus not paying attention to where she was walking, Shun found herself colliding into Kaoru's back, pushing him forward slightly. Regaining her balance, Shun rubbed at her sore nose. "Woah, sorry about that," she apologized in a nasally voice. She noticed that Kaoru had dropped something, but after seeing what it was, she bent down and picked it up, staring straight at the twins with a blank expression.

"What's this?" she asked with an exasperated voice.

Reading the label, Haruhi turned to the twins with a matching face. "You have got to be kidding me. Eyedrops?"

"For your information, it's common for a host to use eyedrops," Kaoru said matter-of-factly.

"No woman can resist a man on the brink of tears!" Hikaru added.

"That's pretty dumb," Shun said, slight annoyance lacing her tone. Her eyebrow twitched when Hikaru draped an arm around her shoulders and poked her cheek playfully.

"Don't be such a party-pooper, Shun," he chastised lightly, grinning at her. Shun huffed and shoved Hikaru's arm off her back before looking over at Haruhi, who was holding a beautifully decorated candy in the palm of her hand.

"Here's one for you too, Shun." Kaoru gently placed an identical sweet in her open palm before tucking his arms beneath his sleeves. The twins quietly observed Shun as she gently unwrapped the sweet and nibbled on it, her face lighting up in giddiness.

"Woah, this tastes awesome!" Quickly devouring the candy, she gingerly wiped at the crumbs around her lips before turning to Kaoru with a rare smile. "Thanks!"

"Aren't you the cutest?" the twins said simultaneously as they both pat Shun on the head. As Shun beamed up at them, Hikaru felt his face warm a bit. It wasn't often that he got to see Shun smile, but when she did, it was certainly a nice sight. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when Shun turned away at the arrival of two other girls.

"I didn't know you liked sweets, Haruhi!" one girl chirped.

"To be honest, I don't," Haruhi admitted, before her expression softened as she brought the wrapped candy closer to her face. "But you know, I think it will be a nice memorial offering for my mother."

Tamaki flamboyantly twirled over to Haruhi. "How admirable of you!" he exclaimed. "Such devotion to your mother's memory! Please, Haruhi, take as many of these as you like!" he said as he began piling sweets onto her hand, the hosts applauding behind him.

"Let me guess," Haruhi said as she stared at Tamaki with a blank face, "the tears are fake."

At that, Tamaki gasped incredulously and twirled away. "How could you! My tears are always genuine, Haruhi. Being able to cry without the use of eyedrops is the mark of a true host."

Shun quickly walked away as Tamaki began sparkling. "The people here are all kinds of wacky," she muttered to herself. Suddenly, the sound of shuffling shoes caught her ear, and she turned her head towards the direction of the noise, only to spot a dainty girl peeking out from behind the club room's door. The other hosts had noticed the girl, too. Inquisitively, Shun approached her.

"Uh, it's kinda boring to just sit out here and watch," Shun said. "Why don't you come in?" she offered, opening her arms slightly in a welcoming gesture.

The twins suddenly appeared beside Shun. "Come on in," Kaoru beckoned, pulling out a rose and holding it up to the girl, "what are you waiting for?"

"Watching from afar is no fun," Hikaru added, copying Kaoru's actions.

"Please, miss," they said, leaning towards the girl.

Noting the girl's obvious discomfort, Tamaki intervened. "Stop that," he ordered. "How many times do I have to tell you boys to be more courteous to our first time guests?" Tamaki turned to the girl and gently placed a finger under her chin. "Please, you don't have to be afraid, my princess. I welcome you to the Ouran Host Club."

In response, the girl violently shoved Tamaki away. "No! Don't touch me, you're phony!" she shrieked.

"What the—!" Shun jumped back, clearly startled by her actions. Tamaki fell backwards dramatically, clutching his face with his left hand.

"What do you mean I'm phony?" he gasped incredulously, comical tears springing up in his eyes.

Pointing at Tamaki, the girl continued her tirade. "Just what I said, you're phony! I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club! You shouldn't go spreading your love around like that, you idiot!" Tamaki fell forward. "You must be a dimwitted narcissist!" Tamaki fell backward. "You're incompetent! A commoner! You're disgusting!" With each insult, it seemed as if Tamaki had been struck with an arrow through the chest, finally falling down in slow-motion.

"Hey! You don't have to be so rude!" Shun stood up defiantly, but soon quivered beneath the girl's fiery gaze.

Kyouya watched the scene quietly before eventually speaking up, although not for long. "I don't suppose you're—"

Finally noticing him, the girl rushed forward (stepping on Tamaki's body in the process). "It's you, Kyouya!" she exclaimed as she hugged him around the waist. "Oh, how I've longed to meet you, my one and only prince charming!"

Later...

"What the hell, you're his fiancé?" Shun gasped in shock.

"Of course," she answered simply, as if it were a common fact. "My name is Renge Houshakuji, and I'm transferring into Ouran Academy's first year Class A tomorrow."

Everyone was gathered at the corner, staring at Tamaki as he brooded.

"Why is he sulking?" Hikaru asked.

"Because mommy was keeping a secret from daddy," Kaoru answered. Shun snorted at that.

"Whatever. Why does everyone insist on referring to us like we're husband and wife?" Kyouya sounded irritated, which only made Shun chuckle more.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was taken by Renge, who had started going on another fantasy-like tangent.

"Ours is a story of love at first sight!" Renge sighed, holding her blushing cheeks in her hands. "I couldn't resist the way you were adoring those flowers in the backyard when you thought no one else was looking! And how sweet it was when you reached out to that poor injured kitten!"

"Is she serious?" The twins looked skeptical.

Shun guffawed out loud, covering her mouth with her hand. "There's no way you're talking about Kyouya!"

Haruhi seemed to be the only one reacting normally. "Could you maybe have the wrong person?" she asked politely, only to be rudely interrupted.

"No way, I could recognize my love anywhere!" Renge insisted. "He's a gentleman who's kind to everyone, but doesn't ask for anything in return! He likes solitude, but in fact sometimes he gets lonely!" As she continued through her spiel, the twins were wracking their brains on who she could possibly be talking about, Shun was in stitches on the floor, and Kyouya stood passively.

"He looks like the star of the popular dating sim—Uki Doki Memorial!" Renge pointed directly at Kyouya. "You're my real-life Ichijo Miyabi!" she finished confidently.

"Uki?"

"Doki?"

"Otaku!" Tamaki shrieked.

"Otaku?!" Hikaru yelled in suit.

"I've never seen one!" Kaoru exclaimed.

Shun was gasping for air, unable to breath in between her laughs. "She's an otaku, too!" Shun could barely stand up, she was laughing too hard. Hikaru came to her assistance and helped her up as she continued to chortle.

Kyouya sat down on one of the couches and held his chin thoughtfully. "I get it now. You're in love with that character. You're projecting that love on to me, and you've somehow deluded yourself into thinking that we're engaged. I assume this Miyabi character probably wears glasses as well."

Quickly, Renge seated herself right next to Kyouya, gazing up at him with shining eyes. "According to my research, I understand that you're in charge of managing the club. Is that true, Kyouya?"

"That's right, Kyo-chan is our director!" Honey piped in.

This caused Renge to gush over Kyouya even more. "You're the club's director? That's perfect! Oh, wow, I've always wanted to wear a sandwich board to advertise a business!"

"We don't advertise, we're just a host club," the twins said tiredly.

Ignoring them, Renge twirled, a determined look on her face. "I've made up my mind! From now on, I'm gonna be the manager of this host club."

At this statement, Shun's chuckles halted immediately. "Wait, what?"

Renge smiled brightly at the hosts. "Well boys, I can't wait to work with you!"