To be honest I've been trying to make a longer chapter and I'm really sorry to keep you waiting.

Renge was in her room reading some shoujo manga. She felt at ease here in her own personal space. One would find that weird seeing as she lived in a huge house, but the truth was that even though her parents gave her everything she wanted they never really took the time to talk to her or just to be around her. Since she was little Renge had been look after by an army of maids and tutors and she was not exaggerating. This house was not a home to her; it was simply a building that contained al of her things. The only space in this house that held some importance to her was this very room, her own.

Her good memories were all linked to the Ouran High school and the host club; inevitably all those reminiscences somehow involved her 'Demon Lord', Kyoya. And speaking of demons she wondered what kind of 'Demon Lady' she would've made if Kyoya had loved her. Well, she may never find out but she could always cosplay a demoness. With that thought and a promise to herself Renge made up her mind. She went to her closet looking for some suitable clothing. It was not exactly demon material but it still looked good on her so she'd settle for this.

Morning came and Renge went on her merry way to school. The day had been pretty boring with all her classes just crawling by and she couldn't wait for them to end. The long awaited moment arrived and Renge ran to the bathroom locking herself in a stall and changing clothing.

As soon as she was out Renge swiftly made her way to the Third Music Room. Needless to say when she stepped in all eyes were on her but she only paid attention to Kyoya who was standing in front of a window his spectacles gleaming in the light. Their contact was interrupted by Tamaki who came up to Renge literally surrounded by roses. Any other day Renge would've knocked him out but today she was in a good mood so she let Tamaki compliment her and give her a rose. Haruhi smiled sweetly at her while Hikaru and Kaoru stared at her with disbelief. Mori just smirked at her and Hunny sipped his tea.

Today she was something else entirely. She had a white sleeveless top which was splattered with red matched with a pair of black skinny jeans. Said jeans were partially covered by light gray boots that came up to the middle of Renge's lower half of the leg. The boots didn't have a heel but that made them all the more cool.

Feeling confident Renge marched up to the couch and set down next to Haruhi and a group of Ouran female students. The girls all praised Renge's choice of clothing before they started babbling about unimportant things Haruhi occasionally nodding and approving of what they said. Once the girls left, Renge gripped Haruhi's hand giving it a soft squeeze. The other girl looked with a surprised face up to Renge. The Hoshakuji heir gave Haruhi a smile that clearly said 'I've got your back'.

Their bonding session, however, was cut short by Tamaki who was being his idiotic self as per usual. Renge promptly threw a punch at him sending the older blond boy flying. Haruhi snickered while Hikaru and Kaoru took up the task of taunting Tamaki, who landed in his emo corner. Kyoya ignored all these events and typed away on his laptop.

Renge stood up while promising Haruhi she'd help out with the cleaning and was seconded by Mori, who appeared behind her out of nowhere. As his voice registered in her ears Renge all but jumped up. Turning around the long haired girl smirked at Mori.

"Ne, Mori-sempai how do I look?" asked Renge in a cheerful voice mixed with irony.

Her question was not dignified with an answer, only if you count 'hn' as a reply, which she didn't. As payback she rose on her tiptoes and unexpectedly pinched Mori's cheek. To say that he was shocked was an understatement. Haruhi started cracking up behind her while Hunny made a run to 'save' his friend. And Hunny being Hunny meant one thing only, trouble, with a capital T. So the shrimp crashed into Renge, the force and surprising manner of the attack making the poor girl fall. And of course fate couldn't be kind to her. To make matters worse she fell on top of Kyoya, dead-on bumping heads with him.

Renge could just thank the gods and curse them at the same time for not bumping more than her forehead with Kyoya. After all, a kiss was a kiss no matter the circumstances it was received under. But before she could do something stupid she pulled away.

Kyoya had earlier closed his laptop and put it in his briefcase, thankfully. When Renge decided to fall on him he had one less thing to worry about. Reflexively his arms wrapped around Renge's waist to try diminishing the force of the impact. The girl knocked her forehead to his but other than that she seemed fine. Renge was so close to him he could practically feel her breathing and see her lips trembling. Kyoya contemplated the dangers of kissing her right at that moment, in front of the whole host club. However she got up and off of him before he could act on that thought.

Once she was on her feet again Renge turned around, her hair taking the form of hundreds of snakes she started chasing after Hunny. This time Mori surprised everyone by just standing there and watching. As soon as she caught up to him Renge tackled the small senior and started tickling him. Revenge sure was sweet. After about two minutes of torturing Hunny Renge helped him up and gave a small, sweet smile his way. Knowing that he was forgiven Hunny promptly pulled the taller female in a hug.

By this time a rather visible vein pulsed on Kyoya's forehead. 'What is it with everyone being especially nice to Renge? A few weeks ago they wouldn't have given a damn about her and now they are all sticking to her like glue. Really, what's going on here?' the spectacles wearing boy wondered. He stared resentfully at Tamaki who now alternated between hugging Renge and chiding Hunny. His mood was improved when Renge, finally having enough of Tamaki's irrational behaviour, placed a well-aimed hit in the King's stomach.

Tamaki started lamenting while crawling into his emo corner. Renge was muttering under her breath about phony princes and morons, at one point she uttered something that suspiciously sounded like 'poor, poor Haruhi-chan'. With a wicked smile on her face Renge went to Tamaki, knelling on the ground until she was right next to him. Leaning towards him she whispered something in his ear. Whatever it was it got Tamaki even more under the weather. The twins asked her what she told him to get their 'tono' like that without delay.

"Figure it out boys! You guys are smart so it shouldn't be a problem."

With that Renge slouched on a chair, oblivious to the looks she was getting from Kyoya. Content with the peace and quiet around her Renge was sorely disappointed with Tamaki when he exited his emo space and stated that he had an announcement to make. Renge rolled her eyes waiting for the idiot to start talking.

"As you all know Mommy's birthday is coming up." Tamaki said pacing around the room, blissfully unaware of the deadly glare he was getting from Kyoya."So to show Mom that Daddy truly cares we shall have a party at my place." he continued.

The Hitachiin twins saw fit to question their tono. "Ne, tono shouldn't you ask Mom first?" asked Hikaru, question to which Kaoru smartly added the following: "Yeah, tono. What if Kyoya actually wants to spend his birthday with someone?"

Tamaki looked with tearful eyes at a pissed off Kyoya and intoned his own question in a whiny voice."Mommy you want to spend this very special day with me and the kids, right?"

Knowing better than to argue with Tamaki, Kyoya just rolled his eyes. Tamaki took it as a 'yes' and pulled their 'daughter' in a waltz.

At this point, Renge was trying her best not to fall from her chair and roll on the floor laughing. She had a grin so huge it practically split her face in two. Honestly, how could Kyoya deal with that simpering idiot? Before she could ponder the matter further Tamaki was in her face again trying to gain her attention. Slightly peeved Renge fixed her gaze on the tall blond.

"Renge-hime", he began and she prayed to God for strength, "would you kindly help Haruhi find a suitable outfit for the party?" he finished just as Renge was preparing for the worst. The French girl stared dumbly at him before nodding her head. Pleased with her answer Tamaki pulled her up, spinning the poor girl until she was lightheaded enough to be unaware of her surroundings. Once more she fell next to Kyoya. Irked for the nth time that day by the stupid, phony prince Renge tried to get up and teach him a lesson but found out that her legs couldn't be bothered with that.

Suddenly she felt a chill travel over her body. Turning a bit she noticed that Kyoya was insistently looking at her. Swallowing the saliva in her mouth Renge stared uncertainly back at him. 'Great, now I have to find something that will look nice on me and also be fit for one of Kyoya's parties. What should I do? What colour should I pick? Black? Yes that seems like a wise choice. Black is elegant and appropriate. Or maybe something sweet, like pink. Decisions, decisions. '

Kyoya was having similar thoughts, only he had already decided what he was wearing. He took in Renge's image wondering what she was going to make her appearance in. 'Perhaps something colourful' his mind stated. Putting a stop to such thoughts Kyoya wondered where the sudden concern for Renge came from. 'Surely it can't be that I feel something for her, something more than slight annoyance and maybe friendship.' If he was honest with himself he did feel strongly about her, maybe. If he took the time to analyze their situation maybe there was something there. Nonetheless he wasn't in the mood to do such so he just put it to rest.

Renge's thoughts went to Haruhi and what would advantage the smaller girl. 'Hmm, let's see. Purple would look lovely on her. Pink would also do the trick. I'll just let her choose...' Renge decided with a smile and a mental pat on the shoulder for herself. Blinking the brown eyed girl stood up and looked at her watch. What she saw made her shriek.

If today was 20th of November it meant that she and Haruhi only had tomorrow to go dress hunting. "Stupid Tamaki." muttered Renge for herself."Haruhi, how about we go shopping after school tomorrow? Is that okay with you?" she asked the other girl in the room. As a reaction she got a nod from the smaller girl along with a smile. Haruhi's smiles were contagious, really, so Renge smiled too but not before glaring daggers at Tamaki. 'That settles it.'

Next day just as she promised Renge waited for Haruhi in order to go shopping. They had both been excused from club activities for the day. Now they headed to the mall and thank God that Japan had such well provided for malls.

They entered a million and one shops until Renge found something that she deemed fitting. Smiling happily Renge tossed a dress at Haruhi and pushed the short girl into a changing stall. Picking a dress for herself she got into a neighbouring changing room. After a few minutes they both stepped out and looked at each other. The girls shared a smile.

Haruhi's body was enveloped in a rich mauve material that clung to her curves without being tacky. The dress was sleeveless and it was held up by two strings tied behind Haruhi's neck. The grab came with a nice silk scarf. All these were paired up with dark purple flats, a pair of gold corkscrew earring and a gold teardrop necklace. All in all Haruhi looked good enough to eat and if Tamaki wasn't going to figure out his feeling for her soon someone else might steal her away. Renge smirked internally at that thought. 'How wicked. He is so dense sometimes. Maybe he's gay or he may really just see her as his daughter. Is that even possible? Nah!'

Renge herself picked a dress to match the beauty of Haruhi's outfit. Renge's wear consisted of a black cocktail dress with silver trimming, elegant and attention grabbing in a subtle way, and no sleeves. Her dress too accompanied by a black scarf with silver ornaments on it. Her ears were adorned with a pair of long caviar earrings made of silver and she also had a silver necklace that was wrapped multiple times around her neck making it look like string draped in the region of her neckline. Like Haruhi, Renge also wore a pair of flats but black in colour.

Lucky for them they found all they needed in one shop. Sweet, huh? Makes you love the mall. Now that they had decided upon the clothes it was time to pay. Haruhi, God bless her, wanted to pay for her outfit but Renge outwitted her insisting that this was her present for the smaller girl. "After all I wasn't here for your birthday and I'm only trying to make up for the lost time..."was the argument Renge had offered to Haruhi. In the end Ouran's scholarship student had no choice but to accept.

Again I'm sorry for the long wait but inspiration left me for a while so I had to cope without it. Luckily we are back together, my muse and I. So tell me how it was. Your time in my artificial, make-belief work I mean. Come now, don't be shy.