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    It was the next day after the one who shall not be name showed up to the club room. Everyone was in preparation to open up the club doors in just a few hours.

    Well, everybody except me. Even though I feel a lot better from the party, Haruhi doesn't want me to use up all my energy before the club and crash halfway through.—-

     Like I've ever done that.

    As the hosts moved furniture, Tamaki stopped. "I've thought about this the entire night yesterday, and a female manager might not be such a bad idea after all."

    "Yeah? And why is that?" The twins asked him.

     "Can't see it? She is transferring into the same class as Haruhi and Y/n.  If she can make female friends, they both may become more girl-like. The gentle atmosphere that is shared uniquely by girls will awaken the femininity inside of them."

      "But I have, Y/n?" Haruhi rolled her eyes and jabbed a thumb in my direction. "What more femininity do I need."

      "B-But! Y/n isn't enough—"

     "—What the fuck I'm right here—?"

     "—This isn't about you, Y/N. This is a great project to have Haruhi become more aware of what it is to be a fair maiden! It won't help the both of you at all if your own classmate friends are these unscrupulous twins!"

    Mori chuckled as he single-handedly was pulling the couch I sat on. Not even Mr strong and silent was on my side.

     The twins rolled their eyes, "Oh, that's something really nice to say."

     Before I could curse him out, the door blew open. In danced Renge holding a small baggie.

    "Everyone!" She sung in a tone, slowly coming to a stop in front of us. "Renge, the Host Club mascot girl, has baked some cookies for you!"

     Here she goes proving this maniacs imagination.

    "Oh! That's so ladylike! I am so touched!" Tamaki moved immediately in front of her and tried to grab the blue baggie holding 12 cookies.

    "I didn't bake them for you, phony prince." She snapped at him.

    "Karma!"

    Tamaki sulks against the wall again. Renge offers the cookies to Kyouya, holding them up as if they were on a silver platter. "They got a little burnt. But I know what you'd say. 'Miyabi Anything you've made has got to be delicious.' Oh, that's so nice of you, Kyouya-sama!"

     As she was rambling on and on, she didn't notice the shortest host club member managed to snatch the bag and tasted on.

    "This is a bit burnt..." he sulked.

     "Mitsukuni, stop. It's bad for your body."

     This sent Renge into a fit of range. She proceeded to chases Mori and Honey around angrily.

    Haruhi plops down on the couch and feeds me one of the cookies. To be fair they weren't that bad at all. Just a bit hard.

     The twins swooped on either of our sides, "Hmm?"

   "It has a good smell, and it's really not that bad." I confirmed.

    With that, Hikaru puts a cookie into Haruhi's mouth and takes a bite from the other side. I jumped at that.

      "Let me see." Hikaru bites.

      "Hmm? Y/N. You have some cookie crumbs on your face." Kaoru quickly swoops down and licks the cookie crumbs from my cheek.

    My face lit up as Haruhi stayed annoyed. Darn her for being able to hide her emotions that well.

    "Gahhh!! These guys! These guys!" Tamaki studded.

    "And the friendly classmate quad has appeared all of a sudden." Kyouya grinned.

     "You know, I can take it off by myself if you tell me so, and if you want one, you can take it from here." Haruhi defended us.

      Tamaki slid next to my sister and cupped her face in his hands and begins to scold her. "Y-Y-Your reaction is wrong!! That's where you should show rejection, not where you should let things go by!"

      She slapped his hands away, "Please stop your sexual harassment, senpai."

    "Sexual harassment?!" He screamed. "If I was sexually harassing you, then they are evil criminals! Policeman, help!"

   I ignored the idiots and went back to my poem, I should really focus on some of my pieces. I'm letting my creative writing time slip in with the host club time.

    "Renge-chan, Renge-chan! Want to drink some milk?" Honey asked the girl, she looked at the glass and sneered.

    "Not good enough."

    "Huh?"

    "You guys are not good enough!"

    "For milk?" I asked as honey now offered me the cup, I gladly took it.

     "Not that! Other than Kyouya-sama, your characters are all not good enough!  All you hosts here lack a 'shadowy' side!  Fair maidens are suckers for the traumas of handsome men! With ridiculous acts like these, it's only a matter of time before the girls get bored of you! Do you all intend on destroying Kyouya-sama's precious store?! As the manager, I shall set anew your characters from now on." She rambled on and on.... I wish we never met her. "First, starting with you!"

     "Wah!" Honey cried as Renge pointed at him.

     "If your inside and outside are nothing but cute, then you're no different from a child. Therefore... although you have a cute face, you're actually a vicious fiend inside! Morinozuka-senpai, you're an underling of your childhood friend! The twins are no basketball players that close themselves off in their own world! Haruhi-kun is a brilliant student but also a victim of fierce bullying! Y/N-kun! The twin of Haruhi is always in the shadow of his brother and feels overshadowed—"

   "—no"

   "No?"

    "Do not put me in your stupid plans."

    ".....you're doing it!"

     "No im not!"

    "YES YOU ARE!" She threw the bags of cookies at me. I rolled my eyes. "Anyways, Tamaki-san...  Although everyone loves your looks, you're the academy's idol with a serious complex.  The lonely prince!"

     "Wha?!"

     "Ah, Kyouya-sama, you're perfect.  Please stay as the affectionate person that you are."

     "I am honored."

      "A lonely prince...  It fits me perfectly, indeed!" Tamaki rolled around, clasping his arms around his body.

     "Probably the one most wrong..."

     "Probably?" I asked my sister.

    We watched Tamaki lean against a wall with a solemn look on his face. We couldn't contain our laughter.

     We took a vote and decided to cancel the club to film the commercial Renge suggested. Using some of clubs funds she was able to pull a whole production team on the spot.

     The devil works hard, but Renge works harder.

    I watched all of the club go through with their acting scenes. Tamaki cry in the rain. The twins and their basketball fiasco. Kyouya...just sit there. And finally, i watched Mori and honey attempt to bully Haru, only for the small male to break down and cry.

     "Haruhi-kun, Y/N-Kun! it's your turn!" We heard Renge call. She was moving around the corner and gesture for us to follow.

    "Coming!"

    "I already told her I'm not doing it—" I sulked as my sister pulled me with her.

    Ultimately, it was a 2v1. Haruhi and I turned the corner of a building where Renge is waiting. She called us over to two really scary looking males.

    They were tall and wearing shabby clothing. They couldn't of been our age, they had facial hair and I spotted a pack of cigarettes in one of their pockets. They looked irritated as fuck and I had a bad feeling.

    "I've asked these gentlemen for a special appearance." Renge explained. She showed off the guys and I stepped next to her. Haruhi, however, stood a bit behind me.

    "Appearance?!" One asked.

    "What're you talking about?" The other angrily asked.

     "For the climax, we definitely need villains." She sighed like they were idiots. "The club members, who were all disunited, will all become one when they fight a true villain. According to my report, they are actually sons of Japanese mafia members. They're the perfect villains just for the situation!"

    They took a step back, afraid. "What's wrong with this woman?"

    "Who our parents are has nothing to do with us!" The second clutched his pockets.

   "Did you even ask them—?" I asked.

   "Wait a minute, Renge-chan."

   "Come over and stand by..." Renge reached for the first guy.

   Things quickly escalated. They did not like being touched. I tried to pull Renge back, but they pushed her back into some equipment. And since I was behind Renge, I cushioned her blow.

    That's a lie, pushed was not the word. We were slammed against the equipment. I hissed as something sharp impailed my shoulder blade.

   'Oh my god, oh my god. This hurts so much oh my god. My god. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh my god oh my god—'

   "Look out!" My sister calls to us.

   Renge separated herself from me and I quickly fell to the ground. I clutched my shoulder in pain, both girls were eager to come to my aid.

  "Y/n-kun, are you okay?!"

   "N/n! You're bleeding! Are you okay? Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up—?"

    "I'm fine...." I looked at Renge. "What they said was right.

    "H-Huh?"

    Haruhi checked my shoulder, taking off my blazer. She confirmed what I said, "Y/n is right, Renge-chan. If you classify people into categories, then you won't be able to see what's really important."

      "I-I'm not sure what you're trying to say."

    Renge shouts, she looks like a dear that's been caught in headlights. Tamaki skits to a stop, he must've heard all of the commotion.

    "Haruhi, what's wrong?! You have blood all over your hands!" Now Tamaki starts flipping the fuck out.

    "It's y/n's! Call the doctor!"

    Tamaki stops yelling. Our eyes met, a few small tears slipped from my eyes. It's something about seeing Tamaki that actually calms me down.

     Something twists in his face. He was quick, quicker than I could comprehend. He grabs one of the boys by the collar and shoves him against the wall. The same wall I was shoved against.

    "Which one did it?" He asked.

     He looks like he couldn't pick up a fly but I'm guessing he's on that hulk strength.

     "W-Wait, Suou! She was the one that picked on us first!" The guy pointed at Renge.

      "He's telling the truth. Senpai, these people did nothing wrong, please just get the some type of first aid here." My sister applied pressure on the open wound.

    Tamaki lets go of the boy and walks back to us, himself now checking out my shoulder. He quickly tells the guys to book it.

    They wipe my tears and Tamaki makes a few phone calls to Mori and Honey to bring over the first aid kit.

    "Cut! C-C-Camera, did you get all that?" Renge, who was once ashamed now estadic.

    "Yes, boss."

   "Other than the phone call, this was the ideal last scene! I would also need to blur out all the blood—that isn't real right—? Anyways! All we need now is a touching narration by Kyouya-sama --"

    This bitch cannot be serious.

     Kyouya smashes through the camera lens with a rock. The group fell silent before Renge and the cameraman shouted in disbelief.

     "K-Kyouya-sama?"

     "I'm sorry to say, but there cannot be any record of our club members displaying violence. Causing us trouble like this is extremely unpleasant."

    "Why?" Renge begins to cry. "Kyouya-sama would have said 'Don't worry about it' and gently caressed my head! A person full of affectionate love like you... Why?"

     Tamaki, who is now beyond irritated with Renge stated, "Because that's not who Kyouya is."

     "Ah...!" Renge falls to her knees and sobs.

     Honey, Mori and the twins finally joined us with the med kit.

   Haruhi thanked the boys and took it, "That's okay, right? Even if Kyouya-senpai was a bit different than how you imagined, I think it's kind of fun to look at people properly and gradually get to know them more and more. Now let's bandage you up."

    At the end of the day. I was fixed up and the club went on as usual. We sent the camera crew on their way home and decided to book it for ourselves as well.

    The film ended up still being released with girls coming up to me and fucking crying that I'm... 'loved?!' It appears that Renge used clips of me when I'm alone and just fucking naraded over me??

    It doesn't matter anymore. She thinks that me and Haruhi are kinda cool now, and I think she's kinda cool too.

   When she isn't being a shedemon—

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