A/N: Firstly, I want to apologize for my spotty updating. I have been dealing with a headache caused by an occipital neuralgia and it has been an ongoing migraine. I get on and write as I can, but there are some days that I can't get on the computer. Until we find the right treatment for me, I will update as much as possible, but it will not be daily as it usually is. Sorry about that.

Here is another request from ZaleTribal. I hope you like it. Also if you would like to see some of the kids from Bitter3, let me know and I will start incorporating some of them into the stories.

#60… Dueling – even outside of the dojo, sometimes you are called to fight.

#93… Boat oar – it can paddle you back to shore.

They were at it again, or at least Tamaki was. During his third year of high school, he had challenged Mori to a series of duels in order to win Haruhi to his side… and he lost each and every one of them. Mori always came out on top. And now he was in his first year in college and waiting for the taller man outside the building where his class was held.

The blond had a plan. A final duel would be fought, but this time it was not for the hand of Haruhi, it would be to make sure Mori was worthy to be with the brunette. As her father (yes, dear reader he was still disillusioned), he believed this was right and just and he would make sure that if he won, the wild host would not walk the Host Club's princess down the aisle. (Dear reader, I know you are probably asking yourself why he would be doing something like this after losing so badly in the past. The answer is easy… well not really easy, but the fact is that this is Tamaki and no one can truly understand why he does what he does and how his mind works. Kyoya has been thinking about dissecting it just so he could study it, but that would entail killing his friend. And there you have it dear reader.)

As soon as Mori walked out of the building, Tamaki pulled out a white glove and slapped the taller man across the face with it, "Mori-senpai, I challenge you to a duel!"

Mori couldn't help it, his eyes rolled of their own accord. This was ridiculous. He had fought the other man in judo, kendo, and a triathlon and won every time, so why was his friend challenging him again? "I thought we already did this. You lost."

Shaking his head as if he were explaining something to a child, the blond said, "Oh but Mori-senpai, those were duels for my daughter's hand in marriage. This is a duel to make sure you are worthy to marry my precious little girl!" He huffed and puffed like he was out of breath or storing up air in order to blow the three little pigs away (dear reader, I'm pretty sure Mori would have a house made of brick, so Tamaki would lose again).

"Wouldn't it be the same? You will lose again." (Dear reader, Mori wasn't over confident for no reason. When you compare the two men, there really isn't a way Tamaki can win in a typical match against Mori. Maybe if it was shooting or getting more girls to fall for him, maybe then, but this story is about shinais and their uses, so you won't see that here.)

The taller man crossed his arms over his chest knowing that there was nothing he could say to dissuade the other man, "What do you propose?"

"A duel with swords!"

"No."

"Come on Mori-senpai! Are you afraid?"

"You will be killed. Pick another weapon."

"Are you saying I can't handle it?"

"We know you can't, Tama-Chan!" Hunny popped out of the crowd that had gathered since Tamaki slapped Mori.

Another person stepped out and adjusted his glasses, "He is right, Tamaki. If you insist on using swords, you will die. Mori-senpai is a master swordsman."

"But it has to be a sword fight! I've been practicing!"

Kyoya sighed and finally suggested, "So be it, however, instead of real swords you will use shinai. This way, although you may still get hurt, you will not die and the Suoh family won't have to scramble to find another heir."

"I agree to the duel," the kendo champion stated simply.

"Fine," Tamaki grumbled. He really had been practicing and had been hoping to show off his new sword fighting skills.

As per tradition, the two met at dawn in front of a pond the size of a small lake on Ouran's campus. With them were their seconds: Kyoya for Tamaki and Hunny for Mori. Both had a shinai in their hands and were ready to do battle.

"Begin!" The Shadow King called out. He was recording the whole thing and taking pictures that the Host Club could sell (yes, dear reader. He was still thinking of the Host Club and how they could make money since they still attended periodically… for their fans of course).

Mori swung. He had no intention of allowing Tamaki to win this match, and he refused to go easy on him – friend or not.

Unable to swing his shinai, Tamaki did everything he could to defend himself. This was not going according to plan. And then he tripped over an exposed root from one of the trees surrounding the lake. Falling backwards, he hit the tree and knocked a bee hive down. Suddenly he heard the angry buzzing and could see the bees starting to leave the nest. He was their target. Screaming, he ran for the lake and jumped into the boat that happened to conveniently be placed on the shore. Bees hated water, they wouldn't bug him if he rowed to the middle of the lake… or so he believed.

Looking around him, Tamaki started to panic. There were no oars. With no other choice, he stuck his shinai in the water and started paddling out into the deepest part of the water, but he wasn't safe. The bees had followed him. The shinai may have worked as a boat oar, however, even the blond was smart enough to know it wouldn't work as a fly swatter against a whole swarm of bees.

One bee flew straight at him, stinging him on the cheek, "My face!" He looked around and saw more were coming towards him. With no other recourse, he jumped into the chilly water and held his breath as long as he could. When he could hold it no more, he came up for air and got stung on the top of his head. He dove under water again.

"Shouldn't we help him, Kyo-Chan?" Hunny asked feeling a little sorry for his drenched friend.

"I suppose he has been punished enough for his idiocy," Kyoya answered. Pulling out his phone, he gave the other party a few directions and then hung up. Soon a helicopter was flying overhead and spraying something into the air.

"What is that?" Mori questioned. Whatever it was, the bees were falling out of the sky.

"Basically, it is the same smoke bee keepers use to stun the bees. Completely harmless to the environment. However, since the bees were over the water, they will probably drown. Now the question is, do we wait for our king or do we leave and enjoy breakfast?"

The loli shota's eyes got huge, "Pancakes?"

"Of course."

"Let's go have breakfast, Kyo-Chan. Come on, Takashi!" Hunny started running for the car.

Just as the trio was about to enter the waiting limo, Tamaki yelled, "Wait for me! Don't leave me with the killer bees!" His friends drove off without him and he ran like the wind to catch them. Lesson learned. He would never challenge Mori again… until next time.