"As a Host, being able to perform numerous duties is essential. You are all from rich families so you never do much work. Kyoya, I exempt you from that statement. You never stop working. Anyways, Haruhi and I," I paused to wrap an arm around her, "will be showing you the ropes." Tamaki grumbled before launching himself at me. "Watch it!" I pulled Haruhi under me and Tamaki's attack hit me in the chest. I didn't move. I expected it to hurt a little bit. "Don't touch my daughter!" He chided. "Then don't kick someone who's stronger than you. You're here to help me do dishes. Then you can play kick the can and I can go home. I'm trying to make this fun." I put my hand out towards Kyoya. "Give me the book." I said. "Why would I do that?" He asked coolly. "Chill, Batman. I won't read your diary. I'm just putting it away so you'll participate." He reluctantly handed it to me, much to my and the rest of the clubs' surprise. "Make it quick."

- I'm the author. I can timeskip whatever I want -

I turned off the bubbleblowers and unplugged my radio. "You guys did okay, I guess." I reached up into the cabinet and grabbed Kyoya's book. "Here's your book, Kyoya." He nodded to me and started writing furiously. That poor notebook. "I've gotta go guys.  I'll see you tomorrow." Before they could say anything, I was gone.

*3rd person (with the Host Club)*

"Tama-chan? Have you noticed that Aka-chan is really secretive?" Honey asked, munching on the strawberry cake in front of him. "Don't forget to brush your teeth, Mitsukuni." Mori warned. "I won't." Honey patted his faithful cousin on the head and began to eat again, patiently waiting for the king's answer. "Yeah, boss." Hikaru started, folding his arms. "We don't know anything about him." Kaoru finished. "Kyoya," Tamaki started, "Find everything you can." And the club dispersed, each returning to their respective homes for a good night's sleep. Except for Kyoya, who was hard at work on his laptop. "There's nothing in any database about him." He said to himself.