Disclaimer: I don't own Host Club, that's Bisco Hatori, nor do I own N'Sync. That would be, well, themselves. They're NOT mine so don't kill me!
So, yeah…. Here goes

Ch 3

The second to last performance in the Talent Show was done by the basketball team, and the roar of the crowd could be heard in the Host Club's changing room backstage.

"That will be a hard act to follow." Haruhi had just finished putting the final touches on her costume. Everyone wore similar outfits of jet-black leather pants and various styles of inky shirts, ranging from tank tops to long sleeved. Haruhi and Hanni wore slightly baggy long sleeve shirts, while Kyouya and Mori sported loose fitting long sleeveless vests with hoods. The twins and Tamaki had the tighter tank tops on, but everyone was relatively okay with the outfits, seeing that with their next show, they could very well win.

Renge adjusted Kyouya's hood, then turned to Haruhi, "You'll do fine. Everyone will love you guys!"

"You mean all the girls will love us" Hikaru and Kaoru leaned on each other's shoulders, grinning at the fact they knew to be true.

"That's good enough! This school is mostly girls anyway!" She spun off in glee as the seven members made their way onstage in the darkness before their act.

Tamaki, who would be singing first, stepped forward to stand by the microphone. The other six filed in behind him as the announcer turned on his own microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let's welcome our last performers of the night, the Host Club!!!!" The theatre erupted into cheers, screams, yells, and applause as the lights burned on, illuminating the hosts. The music started with a boom and each host looked up on a different beat. Tamaki raised his head, "It's gonna be me…" He flashed a smile and the crowd went wild with cheers. A few more measures in, Tamaki grabbed the microphone, ignoring the six that danced in perfect sync behind him, "You might've been hurt, babe, that ain't no lie. You've seen them all come and go. I remember you told me, that it made you believe in no man, no cry. Maybe that's why…" While the screaming continued, Tamaki joined the others, dancing as they sang through the chorus, "Every little thing I do never seems enough for you. You don't wanna lose it again, but I'm not like them!" At 'them' each host pointed at a different male group around the room, creating yet another wave of glee-filled screams, "Baby, when you finally get to love somebody, guess what? It's gonna be me!" In an instant each host jumped slightly forward, pointing to themselves with a small flourish. Again this was accompanied by an even louder shriek from the girls.

Their on-stage circle shifted around leaving Kyouya in front. He allowed a smirk to lift his face before he took the microphone, "You've got no choice, babe, but to move on. You know there ain't no time to waste. You're just too blind" Behind him Tamaki and the twins jumped to their feet, echoing Kyouya's line before he continued, "To see. But in the end you know it's gonna be me. You can't deny, so just tell me why!"

As they danced through the chorus again, the waves from the audience only grew, adding more energy to the already energetic performance.

Their voices, including Mori's, melded together as they eased their way to the edge of the stage, "There comes a day when I'll be the one you'll see…"

Haruhi stepped to the very edge, "It's gonna…"

The twins followed suit, "Gonna..."

Hanni and Mori came forward as well in unison, "Gonna…"

Tamaki and Kyouya were last, "Gonna…"

All seven voices merged again, "It's Gonna be me!" They launched off the stage into the aisles through an even louder wave of screams.

Their voices were picked up by the wireless mics that each wore as the hosts made their way around the spectators, singing the next lines.

"Baby, when you finally get to love somebody, guess what…" Each host found a girl in the crowd, "It's gonna be me!" There were overpowering screams and applause as each of the seven girls was dipped but the host that held her at the end of the song.

Through that ovation, the judges looked at each other, open jawed. There was no way that anyone but the Host Club could possibly win this contest, though they still had to take a poll from the audience.

Even Mori was smiling as they returned to their dressing room. All seven of them were sweating from how hard they worked, but that couldn't lessen the smiles and grins that played on each face. They knew they'd won the Central Salon; there was no doubt about that.

"Hey, is the list up yet for what class is where for the festival?" Haruhi asked as the twins slid into their usual seats on either side of her, their Cheshire cat grins bigger than usual today.

"It is"

When they didn't elaborate, Haruhi turned to look at both of them in turn, "I'm taking that as a 'we won'…"

Their smirks grew, "Why did you ever doubt we would?"

She just shook her head at opened her class book to start another day of school.

The End