This is the story of how I accidentally lost my first kiss.

I was chatting up the Host club once more. The ladies appeared to enjoy chatting with both Tamaki and myself now that I was a regular visitor. I was meanwhile balancing a pen on my nose as per the request of a guest. Everyone got a kick out of it when I caught it with my mouth-except me, who now unfortunately knew what ink tasted like.

Honey was enjoying yet another one of Sango's cakes. Mori seemed to shift in his seat as he took a slice for himself. Sango was sitting at Honey's table trying not to look anxious for their approval. She made one for me too-a dry mango cake; I hoped that she didn't overdo theirs as well. Kyoya was doing goodness-knows-what on his laptop once again, but occasionally looked back on them.

Renge was helping the twins out with their Conversational French assignment. I giggled as Kaoru got bonked on the head for confusing gosse (child) with oie (goose). I think it was justified because you'd get many dirty looks if you said to somebody: "Nous mangerons le gosse grille aujourd'hui." "Today, we shall eat a roasted child." I mean, not even true sickos would say that!

By process of elimination, you can guess the missing link here. Haruhi was nowhere to be found that day. Tamaki was getting that anxious look again. He and Haruhi must be quite close. Either that or there's something going on that I'm not privy to. Then again, the concept of a Host Club is kinda of obscure to me to begin with; I'm sure I'm naïve as a child when it comes to socializing like this.

Hikaru looked up from his work book and made eye-contact with me. "Keindrich." I excused myself and walked over to him. He had a smirk on my face that unnerved me. I sat down next to him. He put a hand on my shoulder and sighed. "Tell me something. What's your opinion of Tamaki?"

"He's enthusiastic," I said immediately. He was indeed very enthusiastic and passionate to say the least. He never seemed to half-ass anything-emotions, games, conversations, flirting. I nodded. "Yes, that seems about right. I respect him." I blinked. "Why do you ask?"

Tamaki seemed to be listening in on us now. "From the minute you walked into this clubroom, you and him seemed close." Hikaru shrugged. "I haven't seen Tamaki interact with many male peers like he does you. In fact he was kind of adverse to a guy like Kasanoda over there patronizing us." He pointed to a red-haired man with a heavy brow talking to Haruhi. So I wasn't the only male customer here.

Now that I think of it, I have been requesting Tamaki a lot. I guess I looked up to him or something. He was pretty nice and so earnest in his actions. It must be hard being so honest like he is. He was a good role model for me.

I nodded and got up from my seat. The clock read 3:30, which meant it was pretty much time for me to go. I picked up my suitcase and ran toward the door. Tamaki got up and stopped me. He put his hands on my shoulders and smiled. I got that hollow feeling in my chest again. "Now, now. Leaving so soon? Are the twins embarrassing you too much?"

I shook my head. "Nah, I just want to get home soon so Dad doesn't worry about me. I usually have to help with supper, so I figured I'd stop at the supermarket on the way back. Do you want me to grab anything for you for tomorrow?"

Tamaki blinked. "Actually," he murmured, "that's usually Haruhi's job. He always grabs us instant coffee from the supermarket." Why did he seem so surprised that I offered?

I wrinkled my nose. "You actually like that stuff? I mean, I'm not discouraging your preferences, but you always struck me as a tea kind of guy." He chuckled.

I yanked a piece of paper out of my notebook and wrote something down. "As a matter of fact, there's this American brand of tea at the supermarket. They produce at least four dozen flavors. They're called Lipton and come in canisters of mix, pitcher-size bags, single-serve instant mixes, boxes containing a dozen bags-which are now also available in pyramidal shapes, and premade bottles. Maybe either me or Haruhi could bring some in if you want. Trust me sempaii-they're really good!" And breathe in...

Kyoya actually laughed. Everybody stared at him. Even Tamaki jumped at this foreign noise. This guy was usually really reserved-he does not overtly show amusement.

"My goodness, Daokiju," he sighed. "You'll have to excuse me. I do not believe that even our very own Renge Houshakuji would have ever gone on such a tangent about teas." I blushed. Yes, I am most certainly obsessed with tea-especially Lipton. I will sometimes burn through an entire box in a week. I must be as bad with the stuff as Honey is with cakes.

"Now, now. Don't be too embarrassed. I'm rather glad to hear some new ideas for the club. Perhaps we'll offer this tea to the customers at one point." The girls all nodded excitedly. Yeah that's right, forget that instant coffee s-t...

"Another commoner specialty! Yes, we must try it!" Aw hell no, he did not just call me a commoner. I gave him a bit of a glare, but he was oblivious. He grabbed my hands and spun me around. Aw, he was just caught up in the moment; how could I be mad at him? "Keindrich, you must buy some of this 'Lipton' for us when you get the chance."

I laughed and tried to reorient myself. And I thought I was a loon when it came to tea. "Will do, Tamaki!"

I saw a figure bounding toward us from the door. Thank goodness, it was Haruhi, who looked really thrilled. "Hey, Tamaki-sempaii! You wouldn't believe what I found on sale!" I grew antsy. If he didn't watch where he was going, he could have bumped into someone.

And he did. His shoulder met Tamaki's back; Tamaki lurched forward; everybody let out some sort of squeak; I blanched. Before I knew it, I ended up locking lips with Ouran's Host King.

Yep, I technically just lost my first kiss to another dude.

Haruhi, the guests, Sango, Hikaru&Kaoru, and even Kyoya gawked at us. Dang, I didn't pull away yet, I thought suddenly. It was odd, but I didn't feel disgusted or embarrassed. In fact, I could've gone...

No, he's a Host Club member, not a boyfriend! I pushed Tamaki off of me by his chest Though I knew I was panicking and my heart was pumping faster than physically measurable, everything was kind of in slow motion. Tamaki's eyes were still frozen open. His face had almost turned maroon.

I stepped back and grabbed my belongings up in my arms. "I-I am so sorry," I sprinted out of the room. A few seconds later, I heard his loud laughter coming from the room. Wonderful, I broke the Host King.

KAORU

Oh my goodness. Tamaki and Keindrich just kissed. Haruhi bumped into Tamaki and made him kiss Keindrich. I suppose this would be considered payback for him bumping into her last year. Episode two, was it? Yes, roll back the scene...

Honey had looked up at Tamaki and asked. "You don't suppose this could be Haru-chan's first kiss?" Tamaki freaked out and ran after Haruhi. "What?! Wait, HARUHI!" He slipped on a banana peel on the way down the stairs. Bumps into Haruhi and-BOOM! Instant lip-lock with Kanako Kasugazaki, the host-hopping Ho'.

Ah, classic stuff. Now both of our prominent hosts have kissed a person of the same gender. I was going to make a joke with Hikaru of the boss having a thing for his kohais, but he looked out of sorts.

I could kind of understand how he felt. Keindrich was a family friend and he just got publicly humiliated. This was likely a major milestone for him and he lost it to Tamaki. I'd be ticked if Hikaru got kissed by somebody else too. But why would he look this heated? I didn't feel this way and we usually share emotions...

"Tell me something. What is your opinion of Tamaki?"

Could he have a crush on Keindrich? He's our metaphorical brother though; how could he like him like that? No, wait, I know. Twincest loosens a person's morals dramatically. I don't particularly feel jealous, but I'm curious to say the least.

I leaned on his shoulder. "Please calm down. It was an accident, you know. You'll always have me either way."

He stared at me. "Kaoru." That tone of voice...he was initiating another twincest façade. I wrapped my arms around him. He patted my head. "Kaoru, it's alright. I know you and I are joined at the hip and can face anything together. But Keindrich."

Renge leaned on the table. "What do you mean? He got accidentally kissed. Keindrich doesn't seem to mind goofing up that much. It adds a surprising twist to his character."

Hikaru snapped his fingers and pointed to her. "Yes, his character. Think about how he acts." Renge and I both went into deep concentration. "He's as much into tea as Tamaki is into instant coffee. He hams things up for our guests. He has a strong sense of justice and loyalty. He's blond."

I suppressed a chuckle. So what if he was blond? Wait, The other loyal blond drama-queen we knew was...Tamaki!

"So what you're saying," Renge guessed, "is that he's a mini-Tamaki?"

"But think of what traits they share. Ecstasy, humor, belligerence. While Tamaki looks like a king with his golden heart and hidden intelligence, young Keindrich is a joker. And the joker is in charge of entertaining the King and Queen in real-life. I think that our little Joker has been trying to 'entertain' our King for a while now."

Renge stared into space. "Yes, it makes sense. A little joker whose sole purpose is to entertain his fair Prince. Another lost soul in the Court of Love."

But the way Kein carries on didn't seem like a crush at all. In fact, I don't think he's fazed by Tamaki anymore. He looks like he has a good time just goofing around with everybody. He's mush more comfortable here than a mere guest, I'm sure. Maybe he wasn't looking to please Tamaki...

But his fellow princesses.

TAMAKI

Why? Why did I have to bump into him and kiss him like that? Oh, how my guests must be appalled. How would they ever wish to court a man who's kissed another? And Haruhi must think that I'm skivvy after that. Then again, it was her fault that this happened. She just had to bump into me...

...Like I did her and made her lose her first kiss. Yeah.

It...it was an accident though. No harm done. It was my first kiss, albeit, but it wasn't bad. His lips were soft and I didn't fall hard as to force his mouth open. It was only a peck. I would have shrugged this off easily when I first met Kyoya as a younger man, so why fuss now?

I turned around and faced Haruhi. She put her grocery bag up as a shield. "Um...s-sorry sempaii. I didn't mean for that to-"

"Let's just call it even for now. Are you ok at least?"

She nodded. I looked down at her grocery bag and saw a yellow box sticking out with part of a red label reading 'Li'

"Is that...Lipton Tea?" I pulled the box out there it was-the big 'Lipton' label with a picture of a pyramidal tea bag on the front. I grinned and covered my face. "Oh my. Haruhi, did you really"

"I'm sorry. I guess you don't like that kind? Is it too 'commoner' for you?"

"Nonsense, Haruhi." I hugged her tight to me. "Dao-kohaii was talking just now about grabbing some for the Host Club to try." I tried to keep a straight face as I pulled out a bottle of red juice. "It looks as though you...beat him to the punch though."

Haruhi smiled and shook her head. "You goofball. Yeah, our dads are actually acquaintances. Mr. Daokiju brought this brand up once. Dad took a liking recently. I thought you would like this particular flavor..."

How strange it seemed that both Dao-kohai and Haruhi would be family friends. Then again, some of the jewelry Ranka wears looks like his handiwork. My mind flickered: It was a trap of their design! Conspirators! No, that wasn't at all like Kein. It was not anybody's fault.

But look at the similarities between the two! Both of these kids seem at ease at the Host Club. They look somewhat feminine-nevermind that Haruhi is a girl and only dresses as a boy.

Yes-I had an idea! I clapped my hands on Haruhi's shoulders. "I am going to ask you a serious question, Haruhi. What do you think..."

"...Of Dao-kohai joining the Host Club?"