I'm back! Sorry it's been so long, I-

MIROKI: Oh, yeah, I see, once again give our parents AAALLLL the attention...

AKIHIKO: Aw, c'mon Mimi, please calm down, if it weren't for those stories we wouldn't even exist.

MIROKI: But-

ARIANA: If you two would please, she's trying to tell it now, so if you would let her?

Thank you, Ariana.

"Bye! Buh-bye! Have a wonderful afternoon!" Kotoko waved the last of the guests out the door. The third weekly Subete tea party had gone as splendidly and smoothly as all of the others, and she couldn't be happier. She looked down the hall smiling as the last few guests wandered away.

Ariana pushed the door shut. "Alright, ditzy dreamer, time for a club meeting."

The group of seven gathered around the coffee table in the center of the room. Kotoko sat in the middle of the couch, and Ariana sat next to her, with her notebook (a gift from her father) at the ready.

"Okay," Ariana began. "So far our reviews have all been excellent, and out guest count has been going up exponentially since the first meeting." Kotoko grinned. "However," Ariana continued. "I've been getting some requests for something more."

"Yeah." Zura put in from her spot on the arm of the chair that Taylor was sitting in.

"Our table has been saying they want more variety, like on the first day." Taylor explained.

"For a club called the Subete Club, we don't really do much of anything." Zura joked.

Kotoko's smile quickly turned to a frown. "Alright, alright, so then what do you guys suggest?"

The twins looked at each other with identical grins. "A fashion contest." they said together.

Kotoko looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"Well," Taylor began. "A few weeks ago we were joking around with Masaki and Uncle Kaoru, and…"

"And we came up with the idea to have a fashion contest to replace our uniforms!" Zura cut in excitedly.

Taylor glared at her. "It was MY idea, and I was telling that story…"

Zura stuck out her tongue. "Well you weren't telling it fast enough."

It looked like Taylor was gearing up for a retort, but Akihiko cut in before they could start one of their fights. "What's wrong with our uniforms now?"

He got five looks simultaneously from the girls.

"They're yellow monstrosities." Ariana said flatly.

"I think the boys' uniforms are fine." Matsuko interjected.

Ariana nodded at him, pushing her glasses up. "Yes, agreed, the problem is really only with the girls' uniforms."

"Even so, how will we get the okay to change them? Dad is pretty attached…" Kotoko said.

The club turned to look at her. Her eyes widened. "Ohhhhh no!" she said, shaking her head vehemently. "Don't you guys send me in there to deal with Dad, you know how much I hate doing stuff like this, and I told you that getting the stu surprise removed from the lunch menu was the last time!"

Later….

Kotoko poked her head in the door of her father's large office very quietly. His desk chair was turned around, and he was staring out the window at the courtyard pensively. She was going to kill them. She took a deep breath and put on her sweetest "daddy's little girl" voice. "Hey…daaaaddy?"

Tamaki turned suddenly, a grin spreading across his face. "Why hello, darling Kotoko! What brings you to Daddy's office on this fine spring day?"

She stepped inside. "Well, you see, the Subete Club was just having a meeting, and…"

"Oh, you kids and your wonderful club, what were you up to today?" he interrupted cheerfully.

Kotoko tried her best not to roll her eyes as she continued. "Well, we were trying to think of other things to do besides just our tea parties. They're fun and all, but we created the club for more than just that." Here she started to put on her best imitation of her father's starry-eyed look. "After all, we are trying to model ourselves after your famous host club, and we want to live up to your standards, improving life in the school and whatnot!" she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

Tamaki's eyes were tearing up. "Of course, my little princess, I'll help in any way I can!" he grabbed her hands from across the desk.

She sniffled. "Well…Itazura and Taylor did have this one idea…."

"Say it and it's done, my darling!" Tamaki declared.

Kotoko smiled. "We want to replace the girls' uniforms, and we want to organize a fashion show in order to do it!"

Tamaki blinked in surprise. "But…but…the uniforms are a tradition…they're so cute and femine…."

She rolled her eyes. "Sorry Dad, but we look like giant yellow marshmallows. Everyone thinks so. I mean, Mom hated these uniforms so much she didn't even wear them."

"That was not the reason and you know it! Your mother was masquerading as a boy to pay off her debt to the Host Club we've told you that story a million times!" he pouted.

She rolled her eyes again. "You mean you've told it a million times…"

He looked her up and down. "You all really hate them that much?"

Kotoko sighed. She really hated upsetting her dad. "They're big and poofy and uncomfortable. It'd be much easier to learn in something more…comfortable." she offered.

He made a face. "Well…if it's for the good of learning…then I have no choice but to give you full and express permission! Go ahead and do it! We'll have a runway set up by Friday afternoon! Tell your friends! Put up flyers! I'll make sure everyone knows! Go! Have fun!"

She laughed as she left. "Thanks, Daddy!"

Kotoko arrived back at the club room a few minutes later to find it in somewhat of a disarray. Ariana was taking measurements of the room, while Miroki sat at a table with Matsuko, scribbling away at a paper while he watched, occasionally pointing at something and asking a brief question. The twins were drowning in a pile of fabrics…where had all those fabrics come from?!

She didn't notice her little brother until he spoke to her, from the windowledge where he was sitting with his law book. "I hope you got Dad's permission, I don't think there's any stopping these guys either way."

She grinned. "Yeah, I did!" she ran over to the pile of fabrics. "Make room, you guys!" she jumped in.

"We're good to go?" they asked excitedly.

"You bet!"

The two high-fived and dove back in.

Everybody stopped when they heard the sound of Ariana's measuring tape snapping shut. "Alright, everyone, now that we have the green light, I suppose it's time to get down to business." she motioned for the group to gather back around the coffee table again. "Now, how do you all propose we go about this, logistically?"

Blank stares. She rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine, for starters, who will be allowed to participate?"

"Well, everyone, of course!" Miroki cried happily.

"That's entirely unrealistic." Ariana said. "The whole school will want to participate, it will never end."

"But we want everyone to be able to participate somehow!" Kotoko protested.

"Regardless, I think the designing itself should be left to club members." Ariana said. "It'll be much neater that way."

"The school could attend and participate as judges instead." Akihiko suggested. "They could vote for the uniform they like best."

"Ooh, that's good, Akihiko!" Kotoko grinned.

"So, the question is, which of us is participating?" Ariana asked.

"We are!" the twins said, grinning.

"We'll be working together." Taylor clarified.

"I've already started working!" Miroki said excitedly, with a nod of affirmation from Matsuko.

"I'm gonna do it too." Kotoko put in.

"As will I." Ariana said, writing her own name down with everyone else's. When she looked up, everyone was staring at her curiously. "What?" she said with raised eyebrows. "Somebody has to represent comfort and practicality over fashion."

"What about you guys?" Kotoko turned to the boys.

Akihiko laughed and shook his head. "Frankly, I couldn't care less and would much rather concentrate on my studies."

"Of course you would." she turned. "Matsuko."

He chuckled and shook his head no.

"Well, I suppose that settles it." she faced the whole club with a slightly mischievous grin. "Girls," she said. "Let the games begin."

As I was saying earlier, sorry, I know I said there would be more updates than there have been, there was just a lot more going on this summer than I expected, but I'm free as a bird now, (except for schoolwork and college crap) and I promise I will get more up! Until next time, thanks for reading! As always, tell me what you think, and I'm open to answer any questions you have for me! Love you all!

-FeatherSong