SOME TIME LATER

"Afternoon, Gentlemen!"

Tamaki had a wide grin on his face as he and Haruhi walked into the third music room. Aside from Hunny, who waved furiously, nobody spared them more than a glance. Oddly enough, the hosts weren't spread out at their respective tables like usual. Instead, they hovered over Kyoya's laptop, intently reading whatever it was on the screen.

"More fan fiction?" Haruhi predicted.

"What else?" Hikaru muttered in response.

"This one's really good!" Hunny declared, hugging Usa-chan tighter. "My OC girlfriend owns a cake factory! It's too bad the writer didn't put Haru-chan and Tama-chan together."

"Yeah," Mori agreed.

"Oh come on," an exasperated Hikaru cried. "This so-called story is awful! I can barely even read it with all the misspelled words and messed up punctuation. It's like these fangirls don't even understand their own language!"

"They're not all bad," Kaoru attempted to calm his older brother.

"Yeah, Hikaru," Haruhi piped in, walking over. "Some of them really are trying their hardest to make a good story."

"I know that," the red head answered with slight defensiveness. "But this one certainly isn't."

Haruhi gave Hikaru a flat look and shifted positions so she could get a look at the computer screen. She read three sentences, then instantly took back any rebuttal she might have had for Hikaru's criticism.

"Come on, guys," Tamaki choose this moment to enter the conversation. "We've all read a bunch of fanfics about us, and we've seen some good ones."

"Yeah, very fewgood ones," Hikaru specified. "Personally, I think most people in that 'real world' are insane."

"Wouldn't blame them," added Kaoru. "That place was really weird. When we were there, everything felt all… slanted."

Tamaki just stared at the younger twin.

Kyoya sighed softly and closed the page he was on, going back to the main archive and scrolling up and down with no real destination in mind.

"Well, at least we still have the good writers to balance out the bad," he remarked.

"Not enough good writers," said Hikaru.

"Hikaru, don't be so negative," Tamaki slapped the older twin on the back in a friendly manner. "Whether bad or good, these writers only do it because they love us."

"That… varies," Hikaru muttered in a low voice that nobody heard.

"And besides," Tamaki went on. "All the bad stories do is make the good ones all the more special and remind us of how much we should treasure them. After all, some of these fans may become acclaimed writers some day."

To that, Hikaru didn't have a retort, so he just nodded his head while everyone else gave murmurs of agreement. The Host Club looked through a couple more stories before putting the laptop away and going back to their usual routines. Pretty soon, they'd be put into another fanfic, they all knew it and even though they might not say it out loud, they knew it wasn't all bad. Until that time came again, it was just a normal day at Ouran Academy.

With those final words written, she leaned back to reread her work, a small smile tugging at her lips as glasses framed brown eyes scanned the page.

"Not bad," she said to herself, pushing a stray piece of brown hair behind one ear. "I'd say that's a good ending."

She saved the document file and then re-opened one of her in-progress stories. She was long overdue in working on those. She typed away, stopping and starting again at various intervals and singing along to her ever present ipod.

"I'm going marry the night… I won't give up on my life… I'm a warrior queen, live passionately tonight…"

THE END

A/N: And that's it! Thank you again to everyone who read and reviewed! :)

Ciao!