A/N: So sorry for the disappearing act. Got a little crazier than I thought it would, but I am back to writing again. This next treat comes from my father. Whenever I go back to Hawaii, he and my uncle seem to reminisce about the tricks they pulled in school… putting explosive material on the floor right before someone walks on it with tap shoes was one of them. I have been assured no one ever got physically hurt; they just got really scared. Can't you just picture it? Yikes! Enjoy!

Chapter 5 – An Explosive Dance Routine

A month. A whole month without so much as a wrong twitch. How had the twins managed to be good for a whole month? They hadn't even really done anything harmful during hosting hours either. Small pranks, but then again, they were the "little devil" types. It was expected that they would be… well, a little devious. However, in the future when everyone looked back on what happened on this momentous day, the first thing on everyone's minds (or maybe second), "We should have known they would try something! They got us again!" That is after the initial shock wore off.

For a week everything around Ouran was quiet while the twins were left to their own devices at home. Suspension might have allowed the others in the school to relax, however, the members of the Host Club could only sit there and ponder exactly what the twins were plotting next. Put them in school and at least they had something to keep them busy periodically; however, at home, alone with a lot of free time on their hands… they could be plotting the end of the world as everyone currently knew it today.

The week after the twins returned, everyone was on high alert and Kyoya had hoped to ensure the twins behaved by arranging their chocolate pudding punishment. After the vice president had suitably punished the redheads, the other members of the host club were on edge and were counting down how long it would take before Hikaru and Kaoru attempted to get retribution. Some were more anxious than others. Every time Tamaki ran into the twins, he would try to act normal, but would jump and run away the moment they snickered and yelled, "BOO!" If Haruhi was in the vicinity, she came with him because she really had no choice when he grabbed her and ran at high speeds, her body floating in the wind. He had to protect his precious daughter and he really didn't want to see the Shadow King do so any longer. That kiss when the school had been bombed, still gave him shudders today (mommy and daughter kissing was bad), and what made that worse was, he could still smell the stench that lingered on him. Sometimes he still thought he smelled like those sulfur bombs… and the smell of eggs. He hasn't had eggs since the incident.

Two weeks passed after their punishment and nothing happened. Three weeks and everyone thought they could relax a little. Tamaki stopped jumping, and Haruhi no longer suffered from whiplash. However, there were still a couple people who could see the wheels turning in Hikaru and Kaoru's heads. Those twins were not to be trusted.

A month passed since the twins endured their brutal punishment (well brutal in their eyes, Kyoya could have done much worse to them). Tamaki seemed like his normally bubbly self. Kyoya was… well Kyoya was the Shadow King. Haruhi acted much like she had after she joined the Host Club (so normal). Hunny still scarfed down his cake, Mori still watched over his charge; and yet, Hikaru and Kaoru could also feel those eyes on them. They knew they needed to be careful, but a month had passed and the suspicious air hanging around the school had disappeared. Now was the time to act!

The dance club practices different routines from various genres of the art: ballet, modern, funk, jazz, hip hop, tap, etc. And when the time for tap arrived, the twins knew exactly what to do. According to sources, today was the day the club would be learning a new tap routine, however, before they learned the new routine, they would practice basic skills. At least that was the modem operandi in the past… today things would be a little different.

Before the club arrived, and actually it all started the morning before the club began, Hikaru and Kaoru placed a sign outside the door stating the dance room was closed for cleaning – not that they expected anyone to enter since no one was scheduled to use the room until the dance club used it. Once they were sure the room would remain undisturbed, they got to work.

Pulling out a glass container, Hikaru poured the contents into a bucket as he remarked, "There are times such as these when a knowledge of chemistry is very handy." His comment was followed by a quiet laugh… couldn't alert anyone outside the room to their presence, and even if the room was soundproof, they rather not take the chance. Some might have called the sound malicious or dark, or at the very least devious, but his brother would say different. To him, it was a normal mischievous laugh.

"Oh you mean like this or what we did to the boss last month?" Kaoru barked, unable to contain his mirth as well as his older sibling.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault Tono decided to get face to face with the bomb. He is just too curious."

"Yah, admit it. You purposely put the device where he would find it knowing his curiosity would get the better of him."

Hikaru smirked, "Maybe."

Both brothers howled with amusement. That is until they heard the door knob jingle and they had to immediately put their hands over their mouths. They didn't want to be caught yet. Not that they wanted to be caught later, but that was preferable to an early capture. The handle stopped moving as soon as whoever was on the other side noticed the door was locked, and the twins breathed a sigh of relief. They needed to move fast. Looking at each other, they said at the same time, "Let's get mopping."

By the time the Hitachiin twins were finished, the entire floor had been mopped twice with whatever solution Hikaru had created. Now it was ready for the dance class and of course the tap shoes.

Now the twins, knowing they would not be in the room at the time, planted a few well hidden cameras. They wanted to be able to enjoy the fruits of their labor first hand and not only through the grapevine. However, what they didn't know is that they wouldn't have to wait to watch the recording, they would be a witness to the debacle first hand; and once again Haruhi and Kyoya would…

Arriving at music room three, Hikaru and Kaoru were prepared to sit in their section, tease their blond leader, host their clients, and then return home for quality television viewing; however, when they arrived, they were informed otherwise.

"Don't get too comfortable. Today the Host Club will be meeting in rehearsal hall six," Kyoya stated shutting down his laptop and slipping it into his bag.

"Six? Isn't that…?" Hikaru began.

Kaoru glanced at his brother and then his eyes wandered to the hidden eyes of the vice president, "Where the dance club practices?"

"That is correct," the Shadow King answered, pushing up his glasses. Something was going on. He didn't know what or who was involved, but it was the tingle on the back of his neck. Call it a super power or whatever; Kyoya knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that the twins had done something bad. However, without proof, he couldn't exactly accuse them, "Is that a problem?"

Holding out their hands as if to ward him off, they both quickly reassured him, "No, nothing at all."

"Hikaru, Kaoru, I want you to be on your best behavior when we greet the ladies of the dance club. My little girl is participating and I don't want you to make fun of her. You could so easily hurt her feelings and cause her to cry. I WON'T HAVE IT!" Tamaki wailed.

This wasn't good. "Haruhi?"

"Yes. The dance club has graciously agreed to teach Haruhi some grace. Since she is on the clumsy side, this will help her. Her father requested she learn a little more poise," Kyoya explained. "Now if we are done here, let's go. I do not want to be late."

"Aren't they doing tap today?" Kaoru questioned.

Hikaru asked, "Wouldn't ballet be better for poise?"

With tears running down his face, Tamaki replied, "I tried to tell her that, but she wouldn't agree. Mommy had to finally convince her to do tap."

The situation went from being not good to deadly in the blink of an eye.

"What did you two do?" Kyoya's eyes had locked on the twins. They were sweating a little more, looked nervous, and were fidgety. This was not normal behavior and gave them away. "You did something to the dance club. What is it?"

"Mommy, our sons would never do something like that. You can't just…" Tamaki attempted to defend the twins.

Kyoya held up a hand to stop his best friend, "Look at them. They are displaying classic signs of a cornered prey." Returning his focus to the redheads, he demanded, "What did you two do?"

There was a small possibility that if Hunny and Mori were there that day, then the twins would have someone to help them… to shield them from the danger of the Shadow King (very small possibility). That being said, neither graduated member was present and they would have to deal with Kyoya alone. Together they proclaimed, "We didn't do anything!"

Tingles grew. Kyoya could no longer wait for the twins to come clean. If something was going to happen, he needed to get to the rehearsal room pronto; however, he needed it to look as if he wasn't in a rush to get to Haruhi. Shaking his head, he ordered, "Let's go and watch our 'daughter'." Originally he believed that Haruhi could do this alone, but the dance club was adamant about all of the hosts attending, and being the cool and perfect host he was, he made sure the Host Club graciously accepted the invitation.

Throwing open the door with a little more force than necessary, Kyoya entered the room and surveyed his surrounded. Everything looked… completely normal. What had the twins done? They had to have done something, and he truly believed that whatever it was, it would be easily noticeable, but it wasn't. Nothing could be seen in the practically empty room except mirrors, a few dance bars, and a large stereo system. Empty. Completely normal. Not good.

He sniffed the air. It was musty, but not completely off. Then again this is a dance room where everyone sweats (or perspires) and it could get a little stuffy sometimes. He looked at the ceiling: nothing. Walls: nothing. Everywhere he looked, he could find nothing. Maybe they had rigged the sound system to explode? Knowing Hikaru and Kaoru, the Shadow King wouldn't put it past them.

And just as he was about to question the redheads again, the dance team appeared with Haruhi in tow. Too late. They backed as far away from the crowd of dancers as possible.

Noticing the shift the twins were taking, Kyoya eyed them suspiciously. Something was definitely wrong, but first he would have to deal with Tamaki. His puddle of drool and the fact he wanted to glomp (and possibly end the life of) Haruhi, Kyoya had to hold him back, "Sit down in the chair provided and do not attack her, or else!" Days like today he wished Hunny and Mori were there.

"Or else? But mommy, doesn't she look adorable?" Tamaki pleaded with large puppy eyes.

"No! And if I need to, I will handcuff you to the chair or tie you down. Now are you going to act like a proper gentleman or do I need to resort to other measures?" The Shadow King signaled his body guard to come closer.

Tamaki saw the movement out of the corner of his eyes and yelped, "I promise to behave!"

Pushing up his glasses, Kyoya's eyes were already scanning the room again, "See that you do." And then it happened.

When the dance club first entered the hallowed hall, there is a small carpeted area by the door, and as soon as they left the carpet and stepped on the hard floor with their metal tap shoes, the first spark appeared. Soon more sparks and pops could be seen and heard as more of the dance members stepped on the floor. The faster they ran around the room trying to escape, the worse it got. No matter where they ran, the sparks followed them. The hall was filled with screams and cries causing the hosts to cover their ears from the piercing sound.

Haruhi watched in horror as flashes of sparks and the sounds of pops rang through the air. As the girls ran around the room screaming as if their life was in danger, she could no longer stand idly by. Stepping onto the floor, a spark hit her as well. Her eyes widened. What the hell was going on?

Kyoya just reacted. He ran towards Haruhi and pushed her back onto the carpet. Unfortunately, the rest of the club followed suit and the force was enough to throw both hosts against the door, and that is when it happened again. Their lips locked, and this time instead of an immediate release, they savored the brief touch for a moment.

At least until Tamaki went ballistic and started crying out, "The dance club is trying to tap all over my precious Haruhi!" When there was a small shuffle of people, he saw it. Kyoya and Haruhi were pressed intimately against each other, their lips connected, their eyes closed, and neither pushing the other away. His soul started to leave his body.

Tamaki wasn't the only one that saw the small intimate exchange. Hikaru and Kaoru had as well and could only gape at their vice president and no longer secret princess. How had this happened? They had planned. They had picked a club on the other side of the school that Haruhi should have had nothing to do with, and yet, somehow their plans had backfired again and the two hosts shared a moment. This couldn't be happening!

Coming to his senses, Kyoya released Haruhi and opened the door, instructing the club, "I will discuss this with your advisor. It appears something has been spread on the floor. Please go and change and calm your nerves princesses. Please leave everything in our care. We will make sure your club is restored to pristine condition before you meet again. The girls left and he turned on the twins, "What did you do?"

"Nothing," Hikaru and Kaoru argued, albeit a bit weakly. They were still in shock after witnessing the kiss… again.

"You risked the lives of others and Haruhi for a prank?"

"No! It is a harmless chemical, but when struck with metal, it gives off a small spark!" Hikaru declared.

Raising a brow, the Shadow King said, "I thought you didn't know anything? Get it cleaned up now." He turned around and called over his shoulder, "Let's go Tamaki."

"But mommy, did they do something to hurt Haruhi?" Tamaki questioned. He was a little unsure about what was going on and his soul was fighting to leave again.

"Don't worry about it Tamaki. I think Haruhi is shaken up and needs some comforting." The moment Kyoya said that, Tamaki flew out the door yelling the natural host's name. Shaking his head, he once again spoke, "Oh and Hikaru, Kaoru?"

"Yes?" The twins asked. They were slightly afraid right now. Ok, really afraid.

Kyoya opened the door before he threatened, "I would sleep with one eye open."

Threated by the Shadow King, watching said person kiss Haruhi, and being busted. Today was not a good day. However, the prank worked perfectly and the expression on everyone's faces had been classic… at least until the kiss. The kiss had not been planned!