It was obvious that Hikaru and Kaoru loathed Mitsuru Hiroshima, I guess Jean Pierre Leo or whatever the hell his real name was.

Kaoru was the only one of the two who tried to still befriend him, completely contradicting his brother's abrupt dislike. Of course, both had a strong abhorrence for him.

Nine-o'-clock was ticking closer. Our guests would be coming soon, in about ½ an hour. Looking out the window, Jean was outside taking a selection of red roses from the garden. Hikaru and Kaoru were sitting on a couch, idly talking to each other at a reasonable volume. Kyouya, casually writing in his notebook, and Honey's OCD getting the best of him. Mori-senpai sat, and watched him, not blinking.

"Be sure to brush your teeth." He reminded him.

"Don't worry! I always do!" Mitskuni giggled, holding the pink bunny close to him.

Haruhi joined the twin's conversation, shaking her head and offering a few words. Hikaru rolled his eyes at her, as Kaoru tried to explain, using his hands. Haruhi suddenly pointed to me, and both twins went completely silent.

"Kokoro, why don't you come over here?" Haruhi smiled, beckoning me over.

I smiled, and sat by her on the couch opposite of the twins.

"What's up?" I asked, as the twins regained their calm smiles.

"We heard Tamaki's planning a party." Kaoru started.

"Tamaki-senpai's been talking about it with Mitsuru-chan." Haruhi said.

" We don't know what the theme's supposed to be though, let alone the type of party." Hikaru offered.

"All I've heard is that he's pretty excited about it. Its supposed to be a contest, mostly…" Haruhi informed, and watched Tamaki come over to the conversational square, Mitsuru on his right side, and Kyouya on his left. They almost looked like henchmen, in the line of second-years.

"I have amazing news everyone!" Tamaki clapped his hands together.

"What's that, boss?" Hikaru asked, straightening his position slightly.

"It must be important." Kaoru said.

"Oh it is!" Tamaki gleefully grinned.

"Then what is it?" Haruhi asked, pressing on the jovial king.

"I've decided that the Ouran Host Club is going to host a Masquerade Ball this coming Friday!" Tamaki smiled.

"A Masquerade Ball?" the twins chimed.

"That sounds like fun!" I responded, already trying to figure out what to wear.

"The finances for this are going to be high, I warn you now, Tamaki." Kyouya said, showing Tamaki the page of his notebook.

"Basically, the dance will be a test." Tamaki continued, ignoring Kyouya's offer of information.

"A test? What on Earth do you mean, Tamaki?" Mitsuru asked at his side.

"Why yes! Basically, all our beautiful guests will dance with our hosts. It will be school wide as well, so anyone is welcome, including some of the male students.

"You're kidding-" Hikaru said irked, but was interrupted yet again by Tamaki.

"But that's not all. The dance will be for several hours. Each host gets to chose whichever girl they think is the best dance, and bring them up to the front. They are not aloud to know who the girl is. Once they remove their mask, they must date them for at least a week, or give them free hosting for a week." Tamaki smiled.

"Oh really?" Kaoru said quietly, leaning in and eyeing his brother in deep thought. Hikaru looked back to him, nodding silently.

What were they possibly talking about?

"It's a brilliant idea!" Tamaki said through happy, exaggerated tears

"You mean I have to wear a mask?" Haruhi responded flatly, already not liking the idea.

"Yes, and there will be your favorite dish…" Tamaki snickered.

"Fancy,"

"Tuna." The twins said teasingly.

"Dammit. Fine, I'll go." Haruhi said, sticking out her tongue.

"Sounds like so much fun Tamaki!" Honey said with a smile.

"Yeah." Mori-senpai followed in speech.

"Tamaki, is there a certain theme?" Kyouya asked, jotting down notes.

"Just a Maquerade." He replied, as Kyouya nodded, and walked away to the laptop. As he updated the Host Club's website, Haruhi got up and shook her head.

"I hate parties." She told Tamaki.

"Awwww Haru-chan you know you'll enjoy it." Tamaki said through a over jovial smile as he patted her head.

"Is it required to find a girl?" Honey asked, hugging Usa-chan.

"Of course it is Honey!" Tamaki replied.

The twins continued to rapidly speak with one another.

"Oh hoooo hoo hoo hoooooo!" a voice cackled from beneath the floor, a powerful motor working and bringing up Renge on a platform.

Dear God…

"A masquerade ball you say?" he annoying nasally voice filling the room. She hopped down from the platform, yellow-brown eyes open wide with excitement, pink bows obnoxious as ever in her bronze hair.

She paced to Kyouya, up in his face.

"A time for those to cover their true identity with that of a supernatural ego for one night, a challenge to dance with the unknown! Amazing and so interesting!" Renge squealed, spinning around.

"What color dress should I wear? Kyouya what color?" Renge pressed, as I covered my ears.

"Please shut up…" the twins chorused, annoyed.

"Perhaps a combination of yellow and purple. I'll be wearing purple that night." Kyouya smiled.

How Kyouya was so friendly to Renge, I couldn't understand.

"Lovely Kyouya! You're so amazing!"

"It's my pleasure to be that way." Kyouya said, taking the compliment calmly, Renge blowing off into a fangirl scream that was deafening.

"Yes, you take great pleasure in being an ASS!" Hikaru said, not caring about his volume… as his was cancelled out by Renge's.

"Tamaki! You genius you! And Mitsuru! I'm sure you helped!" Renge cackled, prancing away.

"Vous êtes tous incroyables! Au revoir!" Renge blew a kiss to Kyouya, as Hikaru and Kaoru widened their eyes, as I face palmed myself. Haruhi began to bang her head against the wall, with great angst.

"Vous aussi! A bientôt!" Tamaki waved to her.

"Tout le monde est un muet parce qu'ils ne savent pas ce que nous disons!" Mitsuru called.

"Oui Oui!" Renge replied, disappearing into the floor with a cackling oohh hoo hoo hooo!

That makes three Frenchies.