A small little boy stared at a woman with short brown hair, looking confused. The woman smiled tiredly, shaking the little boy's foot. The blond boy let out a giggle and made his way onto his hands and knees to crawl closer to the woman. The woman picked the little boy up, holding him close to her.

"You are affectionate today, aren't you?" she said softly, kissing the little boy's head.

The young woman was really unsure of what she was doing. Sure, she was now a mother, but that didn't mean her "motherly instincts" had kicked in quite yet…

"Hakura? What are you doing?" Kyouya asked, looking over Hakura's shoulder.

Hakura turned her brown eyes to meet her fiancé's. She chuckled softly as Kyouya rubbed one of her shoulders.

"Oh, just writing a story…" she said, giggling when his hand touched a ticklish spot on her neck.

"Hm…? Did I hit a ticklish spot?" he asked, smirking and tickling her sides.

Hakura turned around, giggling and pouting slightly, "Hey! No fair, you're cheating!"

A voice saying, "Hey, if you're gonna be like that, go into another room or something…" reminded them that they weren't alone.

Kyouya rolled his eyes and Kira piped up, "Oh, hush Hikaru. No one asked you anyway."

Hikaru looked at Kira, crossing his arms, "This is a free country. I can say whatever I like."

"Well, you are in school, so technically your statement contradicts itself. Simply put, you can't say whatever you want…" Hakura noted, flipping lazily through the pages in her notebook.

Karou rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and muttering, "Show off…"

"Okay, Jeanette, seriously, knock it off…" Haruhi said, glaring slightly at the blonde female, who had her nearly strapped to a chair while trying to braid her hair.

Tamaki huffed, walking over to the two girls and helped Haruhi out of her bonds. The brunette thanked him quietly and scampered over to the guests she had been entertaining before Jeanette had tied her to a chair. Jeanette smirked, pulling Tamaki toward her by his ear. He whined, rubbing it when she let go. He pouted, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"What was that for?" he asked, running a hand through his hair.

"Was there a reason you freed her?" Jeanette asked, playing with the ends of her hair staring at him with a sweet yet murderess glare.

Tamaki blushed, looking to the side, "S-She has to get back to work. She owes us money, you know!"

Kyouya heard the comment and butt in, "Now that sounds more like me than you, doesn't it, Tamaki?"

Tamaki stayed quiet as the blush that was originally on his cheeks spread to his whole face. He looked over at Gabriel, who was politely trying to explain he wasn't a member of the host club. Tamaki walked over to the girls, distracting them. Gabriel sighed in relief, smiling weakly. Ever since his friends (the girls) had started hanging around the host club, he had been mistaken for a member. He managed to find a spare chair, which, in the host club, is a miracle. He noticed Hakura sitting nearby, signing to Keiko. Kyouya stood next to Hakura, trying to understand what she was saying. Gabriel chuckled; sign language could be hard to pick up on if one wasn't comfortable with learning it, or had never seen it before.

Kyouya awkwardly tried to copy Hakura's movements and Keiko laughed silently when she saw this. Normally, Kyouya wasn't clumsy, but seeing him attempt sign language was rather amusing because he was rather clumsy while doing it.

Keiko signed 'Start?' and Hakura nodded. She looked over at Akira and Kira, who were doing math homework. When she caught Akira's gaze, she nodded her head, as if to say 'Come over here'. Keiko picked up Akita and put the smaller girl on her shoulders. Akita giggled, reaching over and curiously tugging on one of Kira's braids. Kira blinked, settling for a slight chuckle. Jeanette was the last to wander over. This was because she was trying to flirt with Tamaki, but he seemed to be pushing her away. When she noticed everyone gathered, she ran over, complaining about how 'no one told her they were starting.' Hakura stood up, giving her fiancé a kiss on the cheek.

"Sorry, dear, but we have a few guests to entertain ourselves," she said quietly.

Kyouya ruffled her hair, "Alright then. I should get back to my work."

Hakura let out a noise of protest, fixing her hair. She pulled it over her right shoulder and stood up, waving for her friends to follow her. She politely asked Gabriel if he wanted to come. He nodded, following them at the back of the line. Sure, he was no chick, but it was kind of nice to go, especially because he could sit at Jeanette's table and just blend in with the rest of the guys. It wasn't like he liked Jeanette or anything.

All the girls sat at a table as Hakura directed the flow of traffic of the males that were coming in. She noticed a few familiar-looking males come in the back but she let them in anyway. If they were Kyouya's friends, then they were her friends too.

After everyone entered orderly, the room went slightly berserk. Akita was the cutest one, and all the boys wanted to touch her. However, those who did ran the risk of the pummeling that she gave them. Hunny watched the scene, cheering for her the whole time. Hakura heard a strange, but familiar cheering and looked over her shoulder. She sighed, shaking her head, thinking, those poor idiots… She stood up from her table after politely excusing herself and proceeding to walk over to the fallen boys and tried fruitlessly to drag them out of the way so they wouldn't get trampled on. After a few minutes, the Hitachiin twins came over and helped her. She thanked them quietly, and then scuttled back to her table, listening to the boys' complaints and troubles. Out of all of the hostesses, Hakura was the one that didn't mind listening to people's complaints. After all, she could complain after they finished and they would give her their undivided attention. Granted, she probably attracted attention simply because of her prominent chest, but she wasn't really fond of that type of attention. She heard a bunch of shouts and turned around. She chuckled softly; Akira and Kira were gearing up for their "sisterly love" act once again It wouldn't hurt to watch right? Hakura thought to herself, chewing on her thumb nail out of habit.

"Ahhh!" Akira yelled, gripping her hair and shaking her head. Kira looked at her sister with concern.

"Akira, what's wrong?" Kira asked

Akira held up her math homework with tears in her eyes, "I don't get it sister. How am I supposed to figure out the leg of the triangle if I can't use the Pythagorean Theorem?"

Kira laughed at her sisters antics, after all, math was not her strong point, and pulled her into her lap.

"All you have to do is to take the sine of 60 giving you Sin60=x/10 then you multiply the Sin60 by 10 to get the answer."

Akira followed the steps her twin gave her and checked her answer in the back of her workbook; her sister was right.

"Oh Kira your so smart." Akira nuzzled her head into her twin's neck. Kira chuckled and grabbed her sister's chin to stare lovingly in her eyes.

"If I was as smart as you are beautiful I would be a genius."Akira sighed blissfully

"Oh Kira," All the men, excluding the host, (except for Hikaru and Karou) and the girls blushed and cheered like no tomorrow. Hikaru and Karou went up to the sisters and applauded them on their act,

"It was good," the nicer twin started

"But it could have been better." The other finished.

Kira scoffed and while still holding on to her sister, said, "Well, it doesn't matter what you think now does it?"

The guests at the table laughed as the two pair of twins stuck their tongues out at each other.

Akita giggled and offered all the boys, including Hunny, a piece of cake. Hunny was very receptive and ate the cake at the same pace as Akita. The two young-looking fourth years chatted, leaving the other males in the group to disperse. A few of them went to Akira and Kira's table, wanting to see more. Others strayed over to Keiko's table. Sure, the tall ravenette couldn't hear, but seeing sign language was cool. Some were surprised that she even spoke, but she was only speaking because of the wonderful occasion earlier. Gabriel and Jeanette were too busy talking, so the remaining guests strayed over to Hakura's table.

The brunette was getting fidgety, both physically and mentally. She excused herself for a moment and walked out into the hallway. Not many people knew her claustrophobic nature. If she was around a lot of people at a time, she would freak out slightly and dash out of the room. She sighed softly, leaning against a wall. She suddenly wondered if this was how she was going to be at her wedding. She hoped not- she really wanted to have a good time. Kyouya stood outside the door, watching the happenings of the hostess club. It was popular, but there were more girls in the school, so it would be easier to attract females then males. He heard a soft sigh and looked just a little beyond the wall to see his fiancée leaning against the wall, obviously troubled by something. As odd as it seemed, Kyouya cared about Hakura and decided to ask her if she was okay. He willed his feet to move and stood by her, a mixture of a look of concern and a slightly stoic look overtaking his face.

"Are you alright?" he asked, putting a hand on the small of her back to catch her attention.

She jumped slightly, breathing a sigh of relief after seeing it was Kyouya.

"Ah, sorry. I have too many guests at my table and I came out to get some fresh air…" she said, pulling her hair over her right shoulder.

Kyouya reached over and involuntarily played with her hair, "You've been working hard, dear. Why don't you take a break?"

Hakura softly hummed in approval, "That sounds wonderful, but I don't want to be alone."

She reached for his hand and squeezed it gently, "Come with me?"

His tiny smile came across his face again, "I would love to."