The weekend flew by as always since she lived alone and Monday came again. The members didn't know whether they were to drop the incident all together or just pretend they did. Brian Koller… sounded like a suspicious name to them. Drop it. Drop it. It was nothing, the twins told themselves. Other than that, it was another regular day at the host club. No cosplay, just uniforms, ladies and plenty of cake.

"Ah… Yuubi-san," one of her customers began.

"Huh?" She smiled at the girls before her, making them blush faintly and bow their heads.

"Are you maybe… maybe…" she stuttered as the other girls grabbed onto each other's hands. "Maybe…"

Yuubi laughed and lightheartedly replied, "maybe! I don't know!"

"AHH! Yuubi-kun, you're so mean," she pouted.

"Haha! You know I was only kidding," she stuck her tongue out at her. "Hehe sorry. Continue."

"Are you going to the host club dance Friday night?" The other girls sitting at the table squealed, "KYAAA~ ARE YOU YUUBI-KUN?!"

"Huh? Ahh… – What? Is there a dance Friday night," she asked; she had stopped eating the cake and looked around for the other host members for validation.

Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around her neck. Hikaru? "Ladies. Of course Yuubi-kun is going! It's his first time…" The girls squealed crazily.

"I CAN'T WAIT… DANCING WITH YUUBI-KUNNN~" they all dreamily shouted, making her laugh uncomfortably.

"Yeah guys… I don't know. maybe…! So how was your day," she asked, hoping to change the subject.

The members chatted up their customers, feeding them cake, and spoiling them with played out affection until the host club finally closed. Yuubi got up from her seat and approached Tamaki, who was dramatically sipping coffee on the couch, legs crossed, and acting like a prince. "What do you want little one," he asked in a theatrical voice.

What the… Sometimes, he's shouting his head off and others, he wants to be a refined prince. She snapped back into reality. "Umm… I have to talk to about Friday night," she stuttered looking at her feet.

He placed the coffee cup silently and gracefully back onto its plate, took one look at her and smirked. The prince suddenly burst into loud uncontrollable laughter. Her eyes widened in absolute puzzlement and shock. He laughed for so long that a sweat drop began to run down the back of her head. What's this?! Does he know?! "YOU CAN'T DANCE CHILD?! HAHAHAHA!... DON'T WORRY!... HAHAHAH…. YOU DON'T HAHAHAH… HAVE TO LOOK SO HUMILIATED," he shouted through the breaths between his laughs.

"Oh my god, I shouldn't have even come to you for help," she blushed from embarrassment as she mumbled to herself.

"Eh?" The nosy twins came to circle her, examining her once again. "And you call yourself a girl?"

"Like the boy who cried wolf," Hikaru stated, subtly referring to her lies on Friday.

"The girl who can't dance," Kaoru laughed.

She bit her lip, trying not to laugh along with the twins who were teasing her.

"OKAY OKAY." Tamaki interrupted, feeling a bit forgotten. "NOW… YOU SHALL TAKE DANCE LESSONS FROM ANY OF US, DURING OPEN CLASS PERIODS, LUNCH OR AFTER HOST CLUB HOURS."

"Ah… can't I just skip the dan-?"

"NOOOOOOOOOO," the three shouted.

Ugh. So it began, dance lessons for 5 hours on Tuesday and Thursday. During her open periods on Tuesday, Mori senpai had volunteered to help her learn since he was the only one in the host club with an open block on that day. He entered the empty room; he was early, and she was late, typical. He took no offense; instead, he just sat on the couch with a book, crossed his legs and waited for her. She finally came running in. "I'm so sorry," she panted. "I almost forgot about the dance lessons. Were you waiting for a long time?"

He slightly laughed and shook his head, getting up from the couch. Classical music began to play. Whoa! Where did that music come from, she wondered, looking around the room, untilhe stuck out his long arm and showed her his hand, "shall we?"

"Huh," she hesitantly put her hand into his, feeling herself blush a little. She told herself it was from the embarrassment of not knowing how to dance. "Umm… I'm sorry that you have to teach me this… Gotta be honest, I'm a very slow learner. Hahahhaa!" He nodded and pulled her in. "Haha! Whoa!"

"Like this," he said, gripping a little tighter onto her soft small hand and slowly showing her how to step. They stepped slowly and carefully in unison, sometimes, way off beat, but she was only beginning. Whenever she would fall, he would quickly pull her up before she hit the ground and say "be careful". His patience was incomparable, and she found great appreciation for that.

"Mori senpai! You're so good at dancing," she stated in awe, which caused him to chuckle in embarrassment. Her presence gave him a strange sense of comfort; they practiced for hours, talking about their day and such. However, she still felt incapable of dancing on Friday.

He quickly picked up on her stress, and turned her around, gripping her shoulders from behind. "Huh?" She was confused. He pushed her out of the room. "Hey Mori senpai! Where are we-" There was no response. He just kept pushing her by the shoulders until they arrived at the courtyard. He took a seat on the bench.

"Don't stress yourself out. You're fine," he reassured her.

"Huh… thanks Mori senpai," she responded as her lips curved into a small smile.

"Lighten up," he said. "Keep practicing. You'll be fine by Friday."

Her eyes widened and she nodded. "Thanks Mori senpai…" She felt a sudden enthusiasm. "Well I know you're going to kill it out there!"

"Heh…" he gently placed a hand on her head, gave it a nice pat and walked away.

"Haha see you later, Senpai," she called out at the disappearing silhouette.

On Thursday, the twins had convinced Haruhi to switch places with them to help Yuubi out. She entered the room, expecting Haruhi, only to see the two orange haired twins, smiling mischievously at her. She shivered in fear. Oh gosh, these two are DEFINITELY going to yell at me if I make a mistake.