Pairings: SasuNaru, GrimmIchi, ZoSan, RoyEd, YuShu and KyoTama.

Sides: IchiNaru, SanEd, ItaNaru, GaaNaru, HichiIchi, RenIchi, AiIchi, AceSan, RoyHawk, KyoKao, SuzaLulu and various others my mind feels the need to add at random, I'm up for suggestions!

Plot: An over-excitable blond feels the need to re-live his high school past time, Kyoya often wonders why he has such a big part in this, as he once again gets roped in to a Host Club. But who else manages to get pulled into the whims of one, Tamaki Suoh? Follow the stories …

Warnings: Severe disregard for ALL plots the characters are ripped from. CRACK, seriously, I will throw together whoever I see fit (the list above is a mere guide line). YAOI, mainly, the occasional Het pairing will appear but fear not, it will not last long! BxB, Shounen-ai. Crossover-abuse: Naruto, Bleach, One Piece, FMA, Gravitation, OHSHC and any others that I'll add along the way, again up for suggestions!

Note: I realise that this will not be everyone's cup of tea, but I write to amuse myself mainly and this idea did. The plot bunnies attacked my brain and would leave! Fear not, there is an escape – it's called the Back button!

Sorry about the late update, decided to not allow me to upload anything for a while.

Plus the last song was Energy – Keri Hilson

This time it's: Everywhere - Yellowcard


The Show

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Song II – Ichigo – Everywhere

Everywhere is so … bright.

What happened? Where am I?

Beep. Beep. Beep …

Beep. Beep. Beep …

What the hell is that infernal beeping? My arms … I can't move my arms. They're just so heavy.

The noise is … coming back. I can hear them, I hear them!

Speak.

Speak!

Speak!!!

They faded again. Damn, I was so close this time. I miss them. I want to see them again. This isn't the end. I can't let that happen. Not now. Not after I promised …

'Hey, Dad! I think I saw him twitch. Ichi-nii? Ichi-nii!'

Yuzu? Yuzu's here with me? Where is here?

'Sweetie, maybe you're just tired. It's getting quite late and we have to get going now.'

Don't go! Move. Move! Move, dammit!

'No Dad, look! His hand is twitching again.' A hand on his. 'Ichi-nii? Squeeze my hand Ichi-nii. Please? Just a small one.'

Move! I'm here, Yuzu. I'm here!

The warmth faded from his hand and the noise faded away again. He could feel his dad's presence in the background, Yuzu was close but moving away. He could feel Karin faintly beyond that.

Don't go, I'm here. Stay. Don't go …

'D-D-D …'

'Ichi-nii!'

'D-Don't … go. I'm … here.' His voice was a raspy whisper, like it hadn't been used for quite a while. How long have I been here? He felt his fingers twitch slightly, his tired eyes heavy. But he struggled on, his eyes slowly beginning to flicker open. He was met with the white glare of the room. Everything was a bleached white – sterile.

'My son! You have awoken!'

He snapped into an upright position and in the same movement punched his father full force in the face. He smirked at the satisfying crash of his father hitting the opposite wall.

'WHAT THE HELL, YOU BASTARD? I WAKE UP AND YOU START TO LEAVE? IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO WAKE UP AND THAT'S THE RESPONSE I GET!'

'Welcome back, Ichi-nii!' The soft smile of his little sister brought back warmth of recognition and familiarity. Sweet Yuzu, who had taken over the roles of Mom just because she wanted to be strong. He looked over past Yuzu to see Karin, as tough as ever. She smiled at him and walked over to the bed he was on.

Ichigo took a moment to look around the room. He was apparently in a hospital, the smell of anaesthetic and death was clear and strangely calming. He had an IV drip attached to his arm and he was hooked up to a couple of machines. That would explain the beeping.

'It's good to be back. What happened? How long have I been here?'

There was an awkward moment where his sisters looked at each other and looked back at him with sad smiles.

'You don't remember, Ichi-nii?' Karin said as she jumped up and sat on one side of his legs. Yuzu remained standing, still holding his hand.

'No it's kinda of fuzzy. Why? Did something bad happen?'

'Well -' Yuzu began.

'Kurosaki, you're awake. How are you feeling?' The stoic presence of Ishida Ryuken entered like a wave of grey making the walls look a strange, happy white. No wonder Ishida, well Uryuu, was that uptight. The guy was practically unbearable when it came to this like rules and regulations. But, it was sort of part of his charm. God that sounded so gay …

'Okay, I guess. Just a little stiff, Ishida-sensei.'

'Hm. Ichigo-san, we'll keep you in overnight to check up on your health and movement then you'll be free to go.'

'Thank you, Ishida-sensei.'

The man nodded once to Ichigo and once to Isshin, before walking back out of the room. Isshin walked to the end of Ihigo's bed with a forlorn look on his face. 'I guess we should tell you what's been going on around here while you've been in a coma -'

'Wait! Coma? How long have I been here?'

Isshin sighed before going into the explanation, 'Okay I'm going to go from the top, but I'm gong have to ask you to not interrupt and save your questions 'til the end. Okay?'

'Fine, fine! Please, I need to know everything.'

Isshin sighed again before walking over to the hospital room window, his back to Ichigo and his sisters, his tone was unusually serious.

'3 months ago, you were involved in a tragic car accident. It's to my understanding that it wasn't your fault at all, and there were no other serious casualties. You were hit by a car as you were crossing the road, the car emergency stopped a little late so you were hit. It's actually a miracle you got off with just a broken leg.' At Ichigo's shocked face, he added, 'Which is completely healed by the way.

'The passenger in the car called the ambulance and rode with you to the hospital. He is actually a very nice man; he came to visit a couple of times. Anyway, you slipped into a coma in the ambulance and we were contacted once you got here. They put your leg in a cast and we've been waiting for you to wake up ever since.'

Ichigo didn't know what to think. His thoughts raced around his head so fast he couldn't grasp one long enough to even consider it.

The room began to spin, distorting the shapes of his father and sisters. The wail of a siren filled his ears as his vision began to recede into darkness.

Fading …

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The sirens were blaring all around him. He was slumped over in a dark alleyway, who knew where. He looked around frantically, the smell of blood resting heavily on his nostrils.

He swept his hand across his chest to come up bloodied.

'My blood?' he thought, confused. He didn't hurt, but he was hurt rather badly. He was alone in the alleyway, but something told him he wouldn't be for long. He reached up to the wall behind him and grasped onto the cold brick, hoisting himself into a standing position.

The sickening feeling of déjà vu rushed over him. He ran out to the end of the alley, which was almost deserted save for a single car that was racing through. Whoever it was, swerved around over to him and skidded to a halt beside him. He walked towards the car cautiously, but the driver was apparently impatient. The door swung open and Ichigo couldn't believe his eyes.

Staring back at him with a furious glare was … him? When had he gotten that pale?

'Ichigo, this ain't the time to be admiring my flawless resemblance to you. Of all the times I've offered to show just how much we are alike in every way you always said no. Get in the car!'

Ichigo wasn't given a choice. The albino grabbed his collar and pulled him into the passenger seat. They were away in seconds, the white male scouring the streets for on-lookers. Ichigo could only sit there, but before he realised it, he had kissed the pale man's cheek.

'Hichi … where are they?' Ichigo couldn't stop the words flowing out of his mouth. What the hell am I talking about, and did I just kiss this 'Hichi' person? What the fuck?

'Not too far behind me. It's a good thing I got to you first. Do you rember who it was this time?'

'No. It was too dark and I only saw their silhouette. Nasty piece of work though, my stomach's killin' me.'

'Ah, for fuck's sake Ichi. We're never gonna lose them if you keep doing this to yourself. Give up! You ain't gonna beat him Ichi, not as you are now.'

A much as he hated being called weak, Ichigo had to resign himself to the fact that it was totally true. Wait. When did he start understanding what was going on?

They pulled down a side road, which Ichigo suddenly recognised as a shortcut, but they were already waiting for them.

'Shit! Word got out. Now Ichi, remember the plan. I go out and cause a scene, while you run back to your dad's place.'

'But, Hichi -' He was instantly cut off.

'No, Ichi. Listen, I love you so much. I don't want to see you hurt again.' Hichigo leant forward and caught Ichigo's lips in a sweet chaste kiss, Ichigo could see the reluctance in his strange golden eyes as he pulled away.

'I love you …' he whispered softly before stepping out in the flood of the street lights. Ichigo strained to see beyond them, but was unsuccessful. All he saw was the back of Hichigo and the figures of several others. They all seemed to be carrying swords…

'Ichi … get out of here! ICHI, GET OUT OF HERE!'

Ichi!

Ichi!

Ichi!!!

---

'Ichi? Wake up, Ichigo. Can you hear me?'

'Huh?'

He was back in the hospital, rather dazed and a bit more than a little confused. As his sight settled, he was taken aback by the sheer number of people rammed into his hospital room.

His father and sisters sat around his bed, and he was thankful to see that they were okay. A little weary may be, but with genuine smiles on their faces. His school friends, Yasutora 'Chad' Sado, Kojima Mizuiro and Asano Keigo were also there. Keigo was drivelling on about one thing or the other, while Mizuiro ignored and teased him a little, getting the over excitable boy even more worked up. While he appreciated them being there for him, the one he was most glad to see was Chad.

Chad had been the first real friend he had ever made in middle school after Chad came to his rescue when one of the local gangs aha decided that his hair was not appropriate. They didn't like anyone who stood out too much. Chad alao had that problem, being the size he was they often came on to him asking for a fight, just to prove something. Before he met Ichigo, Chad would never fight back against these people. Ichigo had made a pact that if fought for Chad, then Chad would fight for him. Having a friend going into high school was a real plus for Ichigo, as he could never make friends.

As his eyes swept around the room, his vision was assaulted by three rather busty ladies. The first was Inoue Orihime, another very good friend of Ichigo's. She had long, flowing dark orange hair and the most beautiful gray eyes. They had gone out once, but they both got distracted by members of the same sex. Inoue was a really pretty girl, loving and caring, she seemed like a bit of a air head when Ichigo had first met her. But after talking to her for a while on the way home from school one day, Ichigo saw what most people missed. Like how she's actually really smart, she ranked third in the class, and how her weird recipes actually tasted quite good – that had probably been the biggest shock of all – but they settled on a mutual break up, so they could pursue relationships with the ones they got distracted by.

Orihime's attention was drawn, and Ichigo couldn't blame her, by the even larger bust of Matsumoto Rangiku, another red-head and the current girlfriend of Orihime. Rangiku had really brought the younger girl out of her shell, and Ichigo was really happy for them.

Lastly, was Shihoin Yoruichi. She was an old friend of the family and, despite her looks, was far older than she cared to admit. She was an amazing character, with her chocolate dark-skin and long purple hair. Her eyes were the most amazing golden colour, which Ichigo would never admit to her face, as she took great interest in the art of king Ichigo blush; no matter how much he denied it.

Standing next to the various machines he was hooked up to, Uryuu seemed to be checking his stats. In order to report it to his dad or whatever. Ichigo had also gone out with Uryuu at one point, it wasn't a subject they brought up, choosing to stay good friends instead.

Ichigo was always amazed at how loud these people could get, considering where they were and why. The noise was starting to get on his nerves. Damn people! No consideration!

'Hey! Do you mind? Recovering coma patient here!'

Everyone went quiet and all the attention was focused on him. As much as he hated how loud they always were, he wouldn't have it any other way because he loved having all these crazy people around to make life seem more interesting.

But then it hit him. That had been the problem in the first place. He had gotten so sick and tired of everyone asking him if he was okay and telling him hat he should just rest and take it easy. That's why it had been such a relief to meet him.

'Hey, dad? Where is -'

'Ichi!' The door burst open to reveal his rather dishevelled doppelganger.

'Hey stranger. Where were you?' Ichigo said with a soft smile.

His mirror image ran over to the side of his bed right beside his head. He reached to brush the bangs on Ichigo's forehead aside and planted a small kiss on the revealed skin. Ichigo had missed this so much, missed him so much.

'Oh, Ichi. I was so happy when I heard that you had woken up I jut had to see you straight away. I got the first flight here. Don't worry I'm here now.'

His older identical twin brother, Kontan, affectionately nicknamed Kon. (*) Possibly the one piece of his life that had kept him from really going insane and striking out at everyone he met. Kon was the only one who could keep his temper under control. Ichigo couldn't thank his older brother enough, though Kon always told him off for it, emphasising just how guilty he actually felt about the condition of their birth

It just so happened that Kon was making the same face again. The face that annoyed Ichigo to no end.

'Don't look at me like that, I'm the idiot who got hit by the car.'

'But, Ichi -'

'No, Kon. I mean it.' Kon backed off about it, but Ichigo knew that his brother would still feel guilty about it. He always did.

That was one of he things he had tried to escape from. His and Kon's birth had a few complications. Their mother had been quite ill during her pregnancy causing the share of nutrients to become depleted. The share of sustenance had been unequal, with Kon receiving the majority of it. Ichigo's heart became fragile and was sick a lot as a kid. Kon had never forgiven himself, even when Ichigo told him that he couldn't have had any control over it.

Ichigo's only regret was that his mother had become so weak after the birth. The doctors thought she wasn't going to make it. When she became pregnant with Yuzu and Karin she was kept in hospital for a large amount of the pregnancy. The girls were born without a hitch, but unfortunately their mother had passed away through too much pressure on her heart.

He had had to live carefully, whilst his heart was still fragile. Kon had always been athletic and good at sports, whilst Ichigo preferred reading, Shakespeare in particular. Kon was very over-protective of his 'baby' brother, that he skipped school whenever Ichigo was ill, just to read to him and make sure that he wasn't alone. But his Ichi was always full of surprises…

---

Walking home one afternoon after school, Ichigo saw a sight that threw him into one of his violent rages. Not two seconds ago they had been laughing and joking, but Kon knew how short Ichigo's temper was, and just how quickly he flipped out.

They had rounded a corner to see a gang of thugs skateboard knock over a memorial to the little girl who had died there recently.

Ichigo had always been able to see the souls of the dead ever since he was really small. A talent that only he possessed, that was something that Kon as eally glad about. Ichigo would often scoff at the TV mediums whilst they made up stories about the dead people that were surrounding them all the time. Ichigo had often laughed at the screen and when on asked, he always replied, 'There's actually one there pullign faces behind the guys back!'

Ichigo didn't get a lot of independence and because he had to stay off school a lot when he was younger, he found it harder to fit in with new people. But because he was able to see the spirits, Ichigo had always gone into a violent rage when he saw something like that happen, no matter who did it or for what reason, whether intentional or accidental.

'Bastards!' he said under his breath before charging after them. Kon followed quickly behind it was Ichigo's impulsive nature that got him into trouble a lot, and into fights that Kon had to settle most of the time.

He also gave him plenty of space, knowing Ichigo he would lash out at his own brother for smothering him and yell at him ain for not helping him out fast enough. Even though he had gotten used to it some what, Kon still didn't understand where Ichigo's bipolar attitude came from. It also, however, gave him the element of surprise should this get out of hand. Which it would, because everyone seemed to have a problem with their hair, and in turn felt the need to comment about it. They felt the need to put them in place because they had bright orange hair, and they didn't like people who stood out too much.

'Hey bastards! Look at me when I'm talking to you!'

The gang stopped and turned to eye Ichigo up, Kon was over looked from his place in the shadows. Here we go again …

'I don't think I like your attitude, or your hair.' The apparent leader of the gang stepped forward, looming over Ichigo.

'Yeah? Well I don't like your face al that much either, so I guess we've got a bit of a problem.'

It never ceased to amaze Kon how every single time this happened, it always had the exact same outcome; a roughed up Ichigo and a pile of unconscious bodies supporting heavy damage.

Nobody hurt his Ichi and got away with it …

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It had been after one of these incidents that Ichigo suddenly decided that he was going to become more independent and able to beat the guys up himself. So Kon had taken him to a martial arts instructor and explained the whole situation.

That's when Ichi first met Shirosaki, an event he would rather forget.

Kon was shaken from his musings by the grip on his hand. For a patient just waking p out of a coma, Ichi was really strong ... wait! Shit!

He turned to his dad with a grave look on his face. 'Get them out. Now.' His father sensed the tone of his voice and instantly started herding them out. By the time he had Yoruichi going through the door, Ichigo's hand was shaking violently. 'Karin, Yuzu you to. I don't think Ichi will want you seeing this. Please.'

Their father gave one last look of sympathy before closing the door. Kon heard him moving the crowd away from the room, as far as possible Kon hoped.

'Are they gone?' Ichigo whispered.

'Yeah. Dad's herded them all out in record time. At least he's useful for something, eh?'

Ichigo hadn't let up on his hold and pulled Kon onto the bed so he hovered above him.

'Ichi …'

'Kon, please. Tell me.'

Ichigo ran his hands down Kon's arms and onto his shoulders, resting them around his neck. Kon hate it when Ichigo went like this. Ichigo had alays been really clingy, and Kon hadn't minded at all. It felt kind of nice to be the centre o someone's universe. Just you alone.

He had obliged all of his brother's requests because he loved him so much. But one day the boundaries had been pushed too far. At the time Kon had thought it to have been a perfectly normal thing to do; to kiss you brother. But as he went through school, which Ichigo obviously didn't attend too often, he found that normal brothers didn't kiss. Not like they did anyway. But the more it went on, the harder it became to finally say no to Ichigo. The amount of guilt he felt when he saw Ichigo's sad face tore him apart every time he started to say no.

He was such a sick, weak pervert. He was such a disgraceful brother. He didn't want to betray his own feelings, but seeing Ichigo sad was so much worse. Just like before, he'd have to put his brother his brother first. His happiness is my happiness …

'Ichi … I love you so much.'

One of the highest taboos of the human race – incest. Could Kon care less? Yes most definitely, but he cared about his brother so much more.

He leant down to connect his lips to Ichigo's lightly, the arms on his neck pulling him closer, deeper into hell. He licked at the seam of Ichigo's lips and they parted instantly.

Ichigo ran his hands through his brother's hair, pulling him closer again. Their tongues danced and explored their twin's mouth, finding sick pleasure in the familiarity to their own.

Kon ran his hands down Ichigo's sides, feeling his brother's delicate almost feminine curves through the material of the standard hospital gown. His little brother had always been this delicate, and he had always treated Ichigo with such care and attention. He cupped Ichigo's hips and lowered himself onto Ichigo's body, making Ichigo gasp at the contact.

Ichigo moaned as he erection made contact with Kon's, loving the fact that Kon wanted this just as much as he did. In all fairness, Kon had always been so good to Ichigo, even when he was being unreasonable.

Just like now …

Ichigo knew that in the back of his mind, Kon was telling himself that this was wrong and that he should say no to his younger brother. Because every kiss and every caress felt so good and it wasn't supposed to. Ichigo knew that he was being so selfish, practically, well definitely, emotionally black mailing his brother into doing something that would make Ichigo happy.

Ichigo knew that he should stop using it against him, he wasn't angry at his older brother. He knew that it wasn't Kon's fault. But he just so lonely.

When Kon left for school everyday, he gave Ichigo the usual kisses on his forehead, cheek and lips, before leaving. Leaving Ichigo behind with the tutor his father had brought in to help Ichigo catch up, while he got to go to school and be normal and have friends aside from him.

The more he thought about it, the guiltier he felt. Kon's hand moved to palm Ichigo's erection, the natural next step, but Ichigo steadied his hand and pulled back from the kiss.

When Kon looked at him in confusion, he smiled softly and said, 'Thank you, Kon. For everything you've done for me, for putting up withmy selfish demands. I promise that I'm going to try and pleasw don't ut yourself through this when you know it's wrong.'

'But, Ichi -'

'Please, Kon, hear me out? I know that you feel the need to come around to my every whim because you feel guilty. I want you to listen to my one last serious whim, before I start on the pathway to change. Want you to learn how to say no to me, just in case my resolve crumbles and I return to the way I am now. Could you do that for me?'

Kon couldn't believe his ears. Ichigo had his moments, but this was the most mature thing Kon had ever heard coming out of his mouth.

'Sure, anything for my Ichi.'

'Ah! Kyoya, more little devils! I knew coming here today was a good idea!'

Kon snapped his attention to the figures standing in the doorway of Ichi's hospital room. A nut from the psychiatric ward? Who wouldn't look upon their current position without being completely disgusted and/or shocked?

'Um… who are you?' Ichigo said warily, not leaving go of Kon's neck.

'Ah forgive me; I keep forgetting to introduce myself! I am Suoh Tamaki, I'm very pleased to meet you.'

'So it was you who knocked Ichigo down! How dare you show your face in here!' Kon could feel his anger rising. He sat back on the bed, unintentionally bringing Ichigo up with him.

Ichigo just looked confused. 'This guy? Kon what's going on?'

'This, Ichi, is the person who hit you with their car. I don't care what dad says, anyone who hurts Ichi in anyway is no friends of ours. I'll ask you to leave please, Ichigo is still recovering. Seeing you for too long may bring on a case of post traumatic depression.'

'No it's okay Kon. I have a few questions for the person who saved my life.' Kon looked at Ichigo before giving Tamaki a warning glare that promised pain no matter how rich he was.

'Please, Kurosaki-kun. Ask me anything.'

'Well … that night. Was there anyone else around? Anyone who looked similar to me in anyway?'

Tamaki thought for a moment before replying. 'Actually, I think there was. He came out of the side turning right after you. When my saw you, he braked immediately, the other person ran towards you, but by the time I got out of the car, he had vanished back down the side street with a lot of men in white. I thought nothing of it at the time, your situation was far more important than a potential criminal.'

Hichi … Hichi … Hichi!

Kon saw the worried look on his brother's face and could only describe it as heartbreak. He wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist as a support, in case Ichigo broke down and as a precaution in case he flipped out. Ichigo was silent and just stared in to the space between them, Kon spoke up instead.

'There was another reason you came here, right? Spit it out and leave. Your not doing Ichigo any good hovering in that door way.'

Kon watched as the man strode into the room and pulled up a chair next to the bed, a solemn smile on his face. 'Your absolutely right, forgive me, Kurosaki-kun. I have, well I had a proposition for Ichigo … but if you don't think he's ready for it yet …'

'Go on. I'll listen and then convey it to Ichigo when he wants to hear it. Ichi?' Ichigo had shifted in his arms and looked at Tamaki long and hard before indicating him to carry on with his proposition.

'Well, I have a new project that I'm about to embark on and I need your help, Kurosaki-kun. I need you to be a part of it.'

'What kind of project?' Kon had gone into over protective mode and was holding Ichigo a little closer, shielding him from any possible danger.

'Well, I didn't want to say this before I had gathered everyone, but considering the circumstances, of course you have every right to know.'

He paused briefly, beckoning Kyoya towards the bed.

'Well,' Kyoya began in full business mode, 'Tamaki wants to create a Host Club, and he wants you, Kurosaki-kun, to be one of the Hosts. The job pays very well and we'll be able to send you to Ouran Academy for you to finish up your education.'

Ichigo's ears perked at that. He had never really been able to catch up with all the things he had missed, another reason why he took to skipping school to hang out with Hichigo. But a Host?

'I don't know what to say, Suoh-san.'

'Call me Tamaki.'

'Tamaki-san, I really don't know about this. Don't hosts usually drink copious amounts of alcohol and do the bidding of compete strangers and even hand over their bodies if it is required?'

'That will not be happening in my Host Club! Yes, you may have to show more than the fair amount of flesh for complete and utter strangers on a regular basis, but there will be no alcohol for minors and no indecent activities, right kaa-san?'

'Indeed, Tamaki.' Kyoya pushed up his glasses and turned his attention to Kon. 'But of course we don't expect you to just believe us instantly, after all your brother has just come out of a coma, Kurosaki-kun. Tamaki has agreed to let you into the line up, should you so wish to accompany Ichigo, if he agrees.'

'It's completely up to Ichigo,' Kon said, turning his attention to the orange hair resting in the crook of his neck. 'If he wants to go, I'll follow him where ever.'

'Kon what about your school, your friends? You'd give all of that up just so I can go and be a host?'

'If you want to go, then yes. Plus, I'll be getting a place at this Ouran Academy too, right?' He stared pointedly at Tamaki.

'Of course, I'd do anything to have Ichigo and you on our team. You'll make the perfect Little Devil types.'

'Little Devil types?' Ichigo was confused. 'What do you mean by that?'

Kon couldn't believe his ears, did people really go for that? 'He means, Ichi, that we'll have to put on little shows like just now, right Tamaki-san?'

'Absolutely, put toned down and more frequent. Possible incest drives ladies wild with the thought of forbidden love. Did I mention you were going to get mentors in the ways of a host? I have the perfect mentors for you if it ever becomes too weird or if you need help. I will be a mentor as well, but I don't have the expertise for the incestuous forbidden love technique, Kyoya here is in charge of everything.'

'Yes, because we both know how impulsive you get. Someone has to reign you in.' Kyoya said it with such a cool face that Ichigo and Kon had the chills.

While Tamaki and Kyoya went into a mini argument about it, Ichigo turned to face Kon again. Wrapping his arms around his brother in a hug he asked, 'I want to go, Kon. Ouran is the best school in Japan; you know how much I wanted to go there. But I will only say yes if you're 100% sure about this.'

Kon rested his forehead on Ichigo's and smiled. 'I'm behind you 150%. I want this, Ichi.' He kissed Ichigo's forehead and they both looked at Tamaki, still tightly embraced.

'We want to go with you guys. It sounds like fun.' Ichigo was beaming, extremely happy with the turn of events. He finally felt that things were starting to look up…

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(A/N) Yay! Ichigo's on board, along with Kon. Lol, twincest between Ichi and Kon. (*) Kontan and Kon both mean soul, lame I know but w/e!

Anyone guess who their mentors are?

Thanks to those who viewed this messed up piece of my imagination!

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