Hello peoples, story is now being updated after...probbly years knowing me ^^;

Anway, here is the second chapter.

I do not own OHSHC- at all. Only the OC's belong to me and a friend

The host club finished it's activites in strife. The presence of the 'disturbance' 'caused all the members to agree that an early finish was insured. In fact, the club was closed a whole 20 minutes in front of sceduelle. Kyoya couldn't help but calculate the refunds and the extent of the waste of good fortune that was going to come out of the 'new' idiot's pocket.

As it would so happen, as soon as all the women had left, after given all fleeting kisses, which resulted in an octive of squeals that has never been aclompished in all of history, he decided to lounge on one of the many seatings as if he was in his own living room, with one leg on the 8,000 yen cushioning and his arm drape over the backrest. All that could be heard from him...was soft snoring?

"THAT IDIOT IS ASLEEP!" Tamaki yelled as if it was all he was meant for. "HOW CAN HE SLEEP LIKE THAT AFTER TAKING AWAY ALL OF MY COSTUMERS...MOMMY!" With that baffling statement, he ran off to the 'Shadow King'.

In the middle of the comotion with the 'parents', two red-headed devils looked on towards the mess of brown haired youth that was just beging to be their next victim. Each gave the other a knowning look, as both grabbed the porcielian flask handles and raised their arms to poor 3000 yen worth of the most mothwatering punch contents was about to be spilt onto the sleeping newcomer.

However...

Two identical brown eyes snapped opened and, at a speed that seemed inhumanly impossible, 'Keito' kicked the expensive liquid out of the hands of the idenditally brail hands of the hotest twins in our known universe. The punch soon did find it's victims. Not only did the flask break into a thousand pieces, the 'little devils' looked little more the soaked kittens.

"Sorry, boys, but no prank has yet to harm my beautif-" Keito was cut off when at that moment...he needed yet another powernap, his snoring twice his original volume. Both Hikaru and Kaoru gave this stranger nothing but glares of death that, if he was awake could have killed Keito in a second.

Watching the scene of afar, Haruhi decided enough was finally enough, getting up from her seat next to the smallest host, who currently was munching on a strawberry-shortcake of mass proportion. She soon passed by Morinozuka, who looked at his cousin with more intrest then he cared to give his fellow host, Kyoya, who was currently writing down the costs of the newly broken flask to the soon to be growing budget of the new arrival, and Tamaki, who was still trying to gain te attention and comfort from 'Mummy'. Soon the cross-dresser made her way to the her newly reaquaintanced family member. With a scowl and a sign, she soon raised her left hand and...struck across the back of the head of her fellow Fujioka, her gave a cry of distaste and surprise.

"My dear half-sister," he began, rubbing his with a seemed to be calm deamenor, until,"WHY IN THE NAME OF MOTHER DEAREST DID YOU DO THAT!"

"BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD TO GET YOU OFF YOUR OBNOXIOUS A**!" An equally frustrated Haruhi sreamed right back.

The air suddenly became tense as the two brunettes glared daggers at each other. Even the munching of sugary goodness in the background stopped in the name of their contest of the gazes.

It seemed apparent that neither youth were going to give in to the others' stare. However, the tone of 'I kissed a girl' by Katy Perry* rung loudly throughout the third music room. But alas, before a boyfriend could be mentioned in the chorus' lyrics, Keito's hand flipped open the mobile phone.

"Yes...Reeeeeaaaly?...Okay, I'll be right there...Thank you, my precious Yuki."

With a wave of his hand, the phone was pocketed and, giving a devilish grin, he leant forward so that his nose was inches from the younger half-sibling.

"Well, little riceball, I have urgent business to atend to with a very special aquantence of mine. Don't have too much fun while I'm away."

That said, he strode out, the soles of his shoes echoing within the near empty school.

"Well, good riddance to bad rubbish," the twins shouted in unison.

"I say, what a rude man," Tamaki scowled,"Not a midget of manners for a king, no less."

"But, his expertese would certainly be useful with the costermers," whispered the 'Shadow King', the thought of the extra profit from this stranger coming to mind.

Haruhi crossed her arms and held a sinister frown on her usually soft features.

Honey and Mori exganged glances, wondering if the peace that was in the Host Club was going to be demolished by this man with brown hair.

In a hallway of a very expenssively furnished building, a suited Keito strutted towards a darkened room where a mysterious figure was waiting patiently for his arrival.

"It's been a while...Yuki. Do you have the files I asked for?"

The figure stood, giving the brunette a shy smile.

"Yes, Sir."

Last Notes, I don't claim th song - or Katy Perry