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The next day, the whole club eagerly watched the door to see who their new partners would be. After waking up the day before, Tamaki had gone off on a melodramatic monologue, but couldn't deny that he was curious as to who he was going to deal with.

"I wonder who we'll be dealing with," Kaoru whispered to his twin. Hikaru shrugged.

"No one could be as bad as m'lord," he replied. The other agreed.

"And let's hope they're all guys!" they grinned and looked over at Haruhi, who had just finished bringing Tamaki out of his mushroom corner, which had gone again from an off-hand comment of hers. Once again, the looked up to see the door flung open and Elizaveta at the entrance. Next to her was an albino who had caused a minor sense of awe among the hosts. He had a wide grin and strode in casually. He let out a long whistle.

"Lizzie, you said they were rich, but look at this! This puts Francis's and Feli's houses to shame!" He grinned. She smiled back.

"Gil, remember. Don't Touch!" the entire club (excluding Kyouya) shivered at the coldness of her town. The albino just put his hands behind his head and shrugged.

"Ja, Ja, meine kleinen Frau," he said giving her a grin. "No touch!" she chuckled and shook her head.

"Not yet, Gil, not just yet!" she grinned back and turned to the Host Club.

"This is my fiance, Gilbert Beillschmidt. He's a self-centered idiot, but I love him!" Gilbert scratched the back of his head and spit on the floor.

"Ja, I'm not good and formal introductions, but there's one thing you birdies need to know: I am awesome!" He gave a thumbs up and was whacked on the back of the head with a frying pan. He bent over, glared at Lizzie who glared right back and straightened up again. The hosts smiled warmly at the scene. The playful love between the two was obvious, and everyone felt happy for them.

"Now, as to your new hosts!" she gestured in the direction of the door, and gave a cheery "Oh, boys~". A young, strapping, blonde youth walked in. His hair was gelled so it stood half-up. His blue eyes sparkled. He fist-bumped Gil who grinned.

He was followed by a lighter, frailer, blonde man with deep blue eyes. The man was dragging a boy with sliver hair and purple eyes. The boy was struggling to get away, and landed in the chest of the only Asian there. His eyebrows were somewhat thick, and both blushed, slightly. The taller one gave a small teasing smile.

Final to arrive were an extremely tall man, with short blonde hair, and electric blue eyes. He was glaring constantly and seemed very angry. At his side was a bubbly, feminine man.

The Hungarian decided that everyone was there. She introduced them in the order they arrived.

"Mathias Køhler, the mad-king type" Mathias grinned a grin that certainly did seem maniacal.

"Lukas Bondevik, the kuudere type" Lukas nodded towards the club members. His face seemed entirely uninterested.

"Emil Bondevik, the tsundere type and Lukas's younger brother," Emil nodded, his expression mimicking his brother's, who grabbed his hand.

"Li Xiao Yang, the bad-boy type," Li Xiao looked over at Emil and pulled him closer. Thus ensued a fight over the boy. Emil, looking exasperated, yelled at them both to behave themselves. He was ignored. Lizzie looked at them, nodded approvingly and continued.

"Berwald Oxenstierna, the gentle-giant type," Berwald glared at the club.

"Tino Väinämöinen, the feminine type," Tino smiled and looked up at Berwald. Berwald blushed a little a gave him a sideways hug.

As the Host Club looked on, and the young ladies began having nosebleeds by the tens and squeals by the hundered-dozens, Renge chose to approach her new friend.

"Hey, Lizzie? Who was faking again? It's been bugging me and I can't seem to figure it out!" Elizaveta chuckled.

"Dear, it's obvious! If you spent just five minutes of after-hours time, you could see its-" she was cut off abruptly by a tug on her arm. She looked up to see a beautiful young girl with brown eyes and terribly short brown hair. She was wearing a boy's uniform, which confused the woman, but she ignored it.

"Yes?"

"Um, excuse me Ms. Héderváry? Shouldn't we stop those two?" Elizaveta looked up to see Mathias and Berwald at each other's throats.

"Damn it, I'm older!" Mathias yelled a hairsbreadth away from punching the Swede. Berwald, a bit more composed, growled out slowly,

"No. 'M older."

"Oh that's it ya snarky bastard! How bout we settle this outside, eh?" Mathias had a dangerous fire in his eyes. His fans hurried away, covering their faces, but peaking through their fingers. Berwald's fan did the same, minus the scurrying. The man's glare had intensified, but he still seemed under control. Maybe.

Tino was freaking out, waving his hands, and trying to get Berwald's attention. Lukas, faster than lightening, punched Mathias and held out his hand to Berwald.

"Both of you, stop it! We are guests in this school, and we will not make a nuisance of ourselves," He looked at Mathias, who was nursing his new bloody nose. He kneeled down, and whispered something in his ear. Mathias turned pale.

"No, no, no! Oh please, Lord Lukas, don't! Don't-" He was silenced by a hand over his mouth and a glare from the Norwegian.

"Shut up. And Berwald, you should know better. What if Peter starts to imitate you?" The Swede looked truly remorseful. Lukas sat down. "Either way, how many times have we tried to settle this? We've used fist fighting, sumo, boxing, wrestling, cooking, an IQ test, foot racing, drawing, Str**t F*ghter, M*rio C*rt," he stopped and took a breath. "B*bble Shooter, Y*ugio*, P*kem*n, W** Training, and Monopoly,"

Mathias and Berwald blushed. This really was childish. Lukas continued.

"Not to mention, last month, where we tried cuteness, which included smiling, (which I swear Ber, you managed an entirely new level of scary), turning you into cats, (which nearly caused me to go out of character) , turning you into girls, (which did not, I repeat, DID. NOT., end well), and turning you into little kids, (thank the lord I learned both that spell and it's reversal), all of which ending in our house getting destroyed, again!" he sighed. The Host Club decided that they did not want to know how those things were possible.

"Really, what am i going to do with you?" Then the Hiitachin brothers had an idea.

"Hey, did you try kareoke?"

A/N: Damn, those two are nuts! Can anyone guess which doujin I took that scene from? First one to get it right gets to appear as a customer in the Host Club~