"Ohhhh Haruhi!" Sang the rather enthusiastic blonde host, Tamaki. "What now?" Groaned the tired, brown eyed first year student Haruhi, as she dragged herself over to the annoying princely type host. "What is it?" She asked with a sigh. "Well, you see..." Tamaki began, with rather odd hand movements. "You see we need you to run an errand." Kyoya interrupted pushing his glasses up further on his nose, his eyes glazing over with a slight sheen.

Haruhi grimaced, the sheen was never a good sign. "What is it?" She mumbled pretending to be disinterested, fiddling with the hem of her blue uniform.

"Haru-chan!" Whined a rather high pitched voice causing the girl to look up. "Ah, Hunny and Mori. How nice of you two to finally join us." Kyoya stated calmly. "Ha, ha yeah we got a little held up at the cafeteria." Hunny giggled oblivious to Kyoya's frown. Kyoya arched an eyebrow at the taller figure. Mori simply shrugged and said, "Cake."

Kyoya rolled his eyes. "We're still waiting for the devils anyway." He sighed. "Hey! What do you mean!" Shouted a redhead from behind Tamaki. The poor blonde let out a terrified shriek. "Yeah! We're right here!" Shouted another redhead also miraculously appearing behind the main host and yet again the cowardly prince letting out a yell.

"Late as always I see." The frigid host hissed. Tamaki payed no attention to Kyoya's irritation. "How splendid! Everyone's finally here! I can finally announce the newest event! This summer we are letting commoners come for a visit! And as a welcome the host club will be organizing a fabulous Ball!" Tamaki exclaimed his eyes lighting up.

"Aww another Ball?" Kaoru sighed scratching his head. "They're so boring. Why can't we do something fun for once?" Hikaru complained. "Yeah like a bungee jumping event!" Kaoru shouted."Or a freefalling event!" Hikaru replied "Or an escape the wild alligators event. The twins eyes gleamed. "Wild alligators with lazer eyes!" The twins highfived and pulled out their phones.

"No! No, non beautiful events." Tamaki said sternly. "Anyway we need you're help Haruhi." Haruhi sighed and ruffled her brown hair in hesitation. "What do you need my help for?" Kyoya let out a laugh, pulling out his notepad. "Why, isn't it obvious? It's because you're the only commoner here. We need you to base everything else off of." Haruhi facepalmed, "Oh, brother."

"Anywho, chop chop! We have a Ball to organize! Hikaru and Kaoru, you're in charge of decorations. Mori you're in charge of security. Hunny you're in charge of food. Kyoya you already know what to do and Haruhi I expect you to educate everyone in the ways of you common folk."

Haruhi rolled her eyes, exiting the club room to follow Kyoya to get a list of what needed to be done. She brushed her hand against her brow. "Is it just me or is it getting rather warm in here?" Haruhi asked quietly. "Why, whatever do you mean? It's perfectly fine." Kyoya replied without looking up at her, his eyes were still glued to his notes.

"There should be approximately 100 extra students at this event and only a handful will be foreigners. There are currently a few options as to where we could hold the event. The greenhouse, the central gathering hall, the Pavilion and of course room 102. Music will be provided by the Ouran music department, simply contact Amaya Akiyama to make the arrangements. The official date for the event will be in less than three weeks. Good luck." Kyoya said without even pausing to take a breath, handing her a sheet of paper. Haruhi as always was astounded by the cool dark haired host but that didn't change the fact that she was angry that all the work had gone to her, and knowing Kyoya and Tamaki there would be no debate.

Haruhi walked hurriedly down the near perfect halls of Ouran Academy, passing the hoards of students clad in blue and yellow. Haruhi shook her head with a sigh, she was certainly no fashion expert and usually not one to judge but she couldn't stand the bright yellow dresses the girls were forced to wear. Yellow in general was too bright for her, she preferred more subtle colors, not that she had much of a choice on her outfits.

Haruhi tugged at her short brown locks reminiscing over her once long hair. She wasn't opposed at all about how people saw her, whether she was a boy or girl but now since she had financial stability she figured it would've been nice to make some choices based on preference and not price.

Shaking her head in an attempt to clear her thoughts she swung open the door to the school cafeteria, if that was what you could call it. It was more of an extremely high classed restaurant than anything else. "Haru-chan!" Squealed the petite blonde haired host who had been shoveling cake down his throat. "You wanna try the new Strawberry Supreme cake that Albert made? It's soooo yummy!" Hunny said showing her a glistening slice of fresh pristine cake. The cake had a pale pink base with chunks of strawberries, it was topped with a pale red cream, drizzled chocolate and small purple flowers.

"I'll have to pass." She muttered though her mouth drooled a little at the sight. "Where's Mori?" She questioned glancing around the room. "Oh, he's helping the servers bring over more cake." He smiled. "Ah yes of course... well, I'll come back later to check on food ideas." She stuttered, hurriedly turning heels to the door. She didn't want to stay for the after sugar withdrawal symptoms. Haruhi waved goodbye to Mori who had just exited the kitchen cake in hand and a Hunny. She had a great respect for the quiet Mori, he was the only one who could properly deal with the man-child and his sugar addiction.

Haruhi decided that she should probably just leave the other hosts to plan for a bit and simply returned to the host club. Haruhi swung open the golden doors only to find a wailing Tamaki. Kyoya stood behind the man simply sighing tousling his jet black hair. "W-what is th-this disgusting...thing!" Tamaki cried out holding out his arms. "What is the problem Tamaki?" Haruhi questioned approaching the man cautiously. "What is the problem? What is the problem?! Look! Look at me! I-I'm dripping. Look at these revolting droplets of foul whatever it is!" Tamaki exclaimed hugging himself tightly. Haruhi was more than concerned. "Tamaki calm down."

"Don't tell me to calm down! Look at me! I'm hideous!" He wailed. Haruhi stood still for a moment in shoke. "Tamaki... you're just sweating." She said firmly, receiving a nod from Kyoya. "Yes, it seems as though the air conditioning for this room has broken down." He stated calmly. " Though I don't see what the fuss is about." Kyoya continued, though Tamaki just sat there with a blank look on his face. "It is awfully warm up here. I'm surprised that you aren't sweating even a little Kyoya." Haruhi stated her eyes observing the calm, stoic host. "I don't sweat." He replied pulling out his cell phone. "Never?" Haruhi asked her face scrunched up in confusion. "It is beneath me." He answered simply as he began responding to emails on his phone. Haruhi rolled her eyes at the ever busy Kyoya and sat down next to the blonde. "H-Haruhi, w-what is this sweating thing you speak of?" Tamaki whimpered innocently. Haruhi's eyes widened, how she wished he had asked someone else. Needless to say the event planning went by rather slowly for Haruhi unfortunately.