Kyoya's Point of View

I regretted putting Kami in a dress and making her a waitress for the day. All day I had watched in silence as she walked around like a goddess, her long skirt flowing with her movements, the flower in her hair making her eyes seem lighter. I couldn't stand it.

She looked beautiful. Really Stunningly beautiful. And here she was getting attention by just being a dressed up waitress… I didn't have feelings for her but I had never seen her like that. And She didn't even seem to notice the stares that would follow her from envious guests and boys that would sneak a peek through the door.

Whenever she came near I would avoid looking at her. And then finally I couldn't any longer and our gaze caught as she told me about her customers asking me about Kamiko.

It was later that day as we were about to close, after Kami had gone to change back into her uniform, that Camille Langford and Harriet Mulder approached me.

Camille nervously tugged at her long brown hair, "Hello Kyoya!"

"Hello Ladies. Is there something you need?" I asked, giving a charming smile.

"Well we were wondering if you'd know if Kamiko was single. Camille has a huge crush on him!" Harriet chirped.

I thought back to the conversation between me and Kami. She had seemed truly distressed by my little threat of a lie. I held back a smirk as I remembered her glaring eyes.

Finally I gave the girls a sympathetic look, "I apologize Ladies, But Kamiko is seeing a young girl. She doesn't go to our school but he has stated he is in love with her. I'm afraid he's not available."

If I told them Kamiko was single, then they would wish to date 'him' and that might blow Kami's cover. Of course, Kami didn't have to remain a host, she was doing so for Haruhi's sake, but even so I don't think it would be the same without her around. And I could tell them the lie I had threatened Kami I would, but I couldn't bring myself to do that either. So I quickly made up a new lie, one that was harmless.

I was supposed to make guests happy, that was our number one priority… But I couldn't this time.

Camille looked distressed and ran out as fast as she could. Harriet mumbled an apology to me before running after her.

I held back a sigh as I looked back to my clipboard.

I just knew I'd be relieved when Kami was back in her uniform.

Kami's point of view

Later that day as the sun was setting we had cleared out the tropical stuff and all of us were back in our uniforms.

Kyoya sat at the head of a table, typing on his laptop. I sat next to him, my back to Tamaki, with the twins standing beside me. Haruhi sat across from me with Honey and Mori standing beside her.

Tamaki was sulking at a small table by the window, slurping up ramen. He was upset because Kanako was Haruhi's newest guest.

We were party planning for the upcoming party next week. Although I had my uniform on, and my wig on, I still wore my glasses.

"Hey boss, why don't you stop eating that commoners ramen and come over here to help us with the party planning?" Hikaru asked.

"Does it really bother you that Princess Kanako has taken a liking to Haruhi?" Kaoru asked.

Without stopping his typing or looking up, Kyoya replied, "He shouldn't be surprised, she's had the illness for a while now, hasn't she?"

Kyoya had a Pineapple laptop, the newest and most expensive upgraded laptop. I think it is the perfect laptop for him.

"What illness?" I asked, confused.

The twins slid over to stand behind Kyoya, one in front of the other so if this was a 2-dymentional world it would look like only one of them stood there.

Raising their hands in their signature gesture, Hikaru said, "She's got the host hopping disease."

Kaoru slid to the side and into view, the same gesture as Hikaru, "A.K.A. The Never The Same Boy Twice Disease."

Kyoya explained, as he continued to type, "Usually our customers choose a favorite host and then see them regularly. However, Princess Kanako tends to change her favorites. On a regular basis."

Honey-Senpai slid into view, holding his bunny Usa-chan. "That's right, because before she chose you, Haru-Chan, she was with Tama-Chan."

Haruhi seemed to understand, as she said bleakly, "Oh. So he's upset because I took her from him?"

I was only slightly surprised when Tamaki appeared at my side, leaning over the table with a fury, scaring Honey-Senpai and making Haruhi's hair blow back with the sudden yelling.

"SHUT UP! I COULDN'T CARE LESS!" He stood straight once more and pointed at Haruhi, "I'm running out of patience! Haruhi, It's time you started dressing like a girl!"

"Huh?" Haruhi and I said at the same time, as I turned to look at Tamaki.

"I don't understand how you both can be so popular with the ladies when you yourself are ladies!" He said, truly looking tormented by that thought. "No one in the entire school knows the truth except for those of us here!"

The twins slid into view again, one of each side of him.

"Yea, They both opted out of taking gym classes." Hikaru agreed.

"And the attendance numbers are all mixed together so no one can tell!" Kaoru concluded.

Tamaki ran out of view but quickly came back pushing a trunk that said 'King's private property'. He opened it, looking for something.

"That's enough Haruhi, Kami, now you both listen to daddy!" He pulled out two huge frames. One had a blown up picture of Haruhi as a girl, and one had a blown up picture of me in my island dress from earlier today. "DADDY WANTS YOU TO BE THE WAY YOU WERE!" He said, big tears rolling down his cheek in typical anime river style.

Both me and Haruhi were furious, Haruhi yelling back at him, "DON'T GO BLOWING UP MY PHOTOS WITHOUT ASKING ME FIRST!"

I yelled with just as much anger, "YOU TOOK A PHOTO OF ME TODAY?!"

He ignored as and hung both the pictures side by side on the wall, with all of them crowded around gazing at it.

"The more I look at this picture the more amazed I am. How could this possibly become that? I already have trouble picturing Kami and Kamiko as the same person." Hikaru said, referring to Haruhi going from her girly old self to the boy who walked into the host club with grandpa glasses.

I scowled as Haruhi began to explain, "The day before school started, one of the kids in my neighborhood got some gum in my hair. It's a real pain to get gum out of long hair, so I decided to cut it all off. Kami decided to get a wig so I wouldn't have to be alone my first year at school looking like a boy. We really didn't care if we looked like dudes, you know?"

Tamaki had a problem with that, sticking his head in her face as he yelled, a river of tears still coming from his eyes, "GIRLS SHOULD NEVER REFER TO HERSELF AS A DUDE!" He turned to look at the boys, "MAMA! HARUHI'S USING THOSE DIRTY BOY WORDS AGAIN!" He sunk to his knees in tears as Haruhi looked to the side indifferently. He now was covering his face in a handkerchief, sobbing.

"I'm sorry but who is mama?" Hikaru asked, looking at Kyoya.

"Based on club position, I assume it's me." Kyoya replied, as I smiled ever so slightly.

I spoke up, "Look Tamaki, I don't see what you're crying about. Both of us working as a host, we can pay back more of Haruhi's debt, it will never happen if we're just errand boys."

"Hate to change the subject but do either of you have formal dancing experience?" One of the twins asked us. "You'll need it at the party."

Haruhi and I both froze. Neither of us knew how to dance formally.

She laughed nervously, "Haha, no, but the party doesn't have anything to do with our quota, right?"

I quickly said, "We're not interested in going to events, so if we can be excused…"

Tamaki, who had stopped crying, appeared behind Haruhi with a sinister light in his eyes.

He straightened up, "Definitely not, a refined gentleman must know how to dance. If you want to live the life of a host that badly, You're both going to have to show us how far you're willing to go, Haruhi, Kami. I order you to master dancing the Waltz in one week. And you will demonstrate it for us at the party." He did a dancing spin, before pointing seriously at Haruhi, "Or I'll tell the entire school that you and Kami are girls, and knock you both back down to errand boys!"

I went pale, and Haruhi was visibly shaking at the thought.

We were in debt, so we can't afford to let that happen!

I sighed, and slowly tugged Haruhi towards the door, "We're going home. See you tomorrow, boys."

"Good night, Kami-Chan! Good night, Haru-Chan!" Honey giggled, waving as we left. The rest of the hosts said similar goodbyes but I wasn't paying attention.

I doubt I'll get any sleep tonight any way, I might as well practice my dancing.