Forbidden you say? 15

Pale pink doors slid aside before the massed girls of Ouran, the scent of roses and fresh coffee drifting from the brightly lit doorway, some of the red petals floating towards the excited crowd. As the afternoon had progressed, lessons at Ouran had ended, and the ladies of the establishment were huddled around waiting for their chance to relax. The shining dimmed until dark forms materialised in the spacious room beyond. Aranged about a mahogany and velvet setee was the Host Club, all dressed in the rich, regal attire of the Victorian aristocrasy. The clubs leader, Tamaki Suoh, wore a blue velvet gown over his soft white linen shirt, and his lover, the groups 'Shadow King', Kyouya Ohtori wore a matching red smoking jacket. Mori-senpai was perefectly framed by a long military trench coat with silver trimmings and a wide, sharp-v shaped lapel. Honi-senpai looked mindblowingly adorable in a white and blue edged naval captain uniform, the round skippers hat slighlty ajar on his fair head. The twins wore matching black and white waist-coats, ther cuffs undone and collars loose in the manner of noble youth. Haruhi wore the most conservative outfit, her buckled boots and smart, but not too opulent antique coat complimenting her lack of feminine physique. The sight of the Host Club putting on another of their surprise costume events sent a wave of excitement through their guests, a loud chorus of 'ooooohs' and 'aaaaahs' washing over the handsome arrangement.

The 'party' proceeded as Kyouya planned. Tamaki earned most of the attention as the guests were still all riled up over the fiasco with his mother. Mori and Honi earned their keep too, their standard act of cute comradeship taken to the next level by Honi's amusing attempts to sound like he was Brittish. Kyouya himself drew his own crowd, his cool personna drawing some of the older girls to his table. Haruhi did well providing drinks for everyone, and Kyouya made a note to send her father a positive report that weekend. His eyes sweeping appreciatively over Music Room #3, Kyouya stopped and sighed when he found the twins. Hikaru was sat slumped at one end of their sofa, while Kaoru was lying down, head in his brothers lap. They were totally uninterested in the goings on around them, mind you their fans as usual were satisfied whatever the twins did, their appearance of boredom and youthfull frustration apparently fitting with their romantic attire.

Regardless of what the ladies thought, the 'Shadow King' felt a pang of guilt over the twins mood. He of course knew why they were in a mood. They had brought Ryuu to the Clubs' pre event meeting, as they had assumed he was an accepted member. Kyouya however pointed out that as much as Ryuu fulfilled all the requirements of being attractive, he did not fulfill a particular, or even new role within the team. Too silent and calm to fit in with the twins fans, too cold to mix with Mori and Honi's crowd, and Tamaki's role as Prince required him to appear as a 'first amongst equals,' so teaming up with him was out of the question. Kyouya had considered introducing the Paragon student to his companions. Ryuu's brand of sexy smartness would no doubt strike a similar chord within them, but the cool young man had decided that he too worked alone. Of course Haruhi had started from scratch, and was a natural, but unlike their transvestite member, Ryuu showed no outward interest in the girls. Whereas the twins seemed to be more bisexual in this regard, the Oda's heir seemed to like boys through and through.

"Hey Kyouya-sempai, we got a question!" Hikaru's bored tone cut off Kyouya's thoughts, and the older man excused himself and walked on over to the twins area. Kaoru looked like he was asleep, and Hikaru absent mindedly glanced at his sub-Boss as he approached.

"What is it boys? Is everything alright?"

"We're getting lonely sempai-" so Kaoru wasn't asleep


"Oh so bored and lonely-"

"We haven't a thing to do-"

"Nothing's fun right now-"

"-don't you agree?" Kyouya sighed again and took out his notebook. He quickly jotted down a few short hand marks before pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I'm sure you two can find some way of amusing yourselves, surely irritating Tamaki would afford you some fun?" Hikaru let his head flop back so he looked upside down into the standing mans eyes.

"Nah, we can't even thinks straight for some reason..."

"Mhmmm?" Kyouya raised a single eyebrow, though he already had a bad feeling about the twins behaviour.

"Yeah Kyo-sempai, we fell awfull, like something's missing!" Yep, Kyouya had a very bad feeling about this.

"Can't you help us?" Hikaru's leading question confirmed the dark haired ones' suspicions.

"Out with it then you two." Kyouya kept his tone soft, but the twins pushed on without remorse.

"We want you to reconsider!" They spoke in unison, crawling slightly to get closer to Kyouya. The organiser weighed up his options. Allowing Ryuu to join the club did not for certain have any drawbacks, and no doubt the quiet but interesting youth would attract some more clients one way or another. Kyouya looked down at the twins, who were gazing up at him with their best unhappy Honi impressions. He smiled slightly, and the twins grinned. He didn't say anything else, simply returned to his seat and continued as usual. For the rest of the event, Hikaru and Kaoru managed to almost set alight to the drapes and almost caused Haruhi to pour hot coffe over Tamaki's gown. 'Yes,' thought Kyouya,' the Host Club genuinely needs Ryuu, for better or for worse.' He took out his mobile and sent of a pre-prepared text of apology an an invitation to join the club to the albino, and that if he hurried, he might be able to get here to give the twins a nice surprise.

In a few minutes, Kyouya recieved a brief reply stating that Ryuu was now wating in one of the storerooms that the club used for changing. The loo's were that way, so Kyouya had no trouble making excuses for leaving again. He closed the sideroom door behind him and turned. His words halted on the tip of his tongue when he caught sight of Ryuu. The albino had already pieced together an outfit from a slim fitting admirals jacket, simple trousers and a pair of fine Italian boots. Ryuu's clothes were already on the floor, and the teen was stood in nothing but his briefs and holding an old school frilly shirt to his chest. Kyouya gulped and tried not to look Ryuu up and down, and instead straightened his notebook under his arm, and smiled.

"I'm glad you could make it on such short notice, weren't you at home?" Ryuu replied in sign language, as he preferred to do so, but most people didn't understand the complex hand gestures. 'I was out in the front yard, sketching, I came straight here.' Kyouya nodded and gave the albinos choice of clothes a brief thumbs up, then he opened the door again and slid out, leaving Ryuu alone again. The boy quickly dressed himself, buttoning the jacket up halfway so that his loose shirt still revealed a nice v-shaped area of his pale, well formed chest. After all, Kyouya had said to give the twins a nice surprise. He laced up his boots and exhaled slowly, calming himself. He'd never gotten nervous in public before, only the twins could make his heart skip a beat or cause his head to fill with impulsive desires. He focused his eyes ahead and turned the handle on the door. He suddenly realised that Kyouya had done two possible things. He had either told everyone he was coming and as such several Hollywood film crews could have been flown in on short notice to catch his entrance for all time, or he was expected to appear without at first being noticed at his lovers sides. Ryuu smiled at the second idea, and opened the door. A few white rose petals floated around his feet as he walked slowly but confidentally towards the Hitachiins table. He was thankfull that no crowd of photographers were present, and chided himself for thinking so arrogantly, though he did smirk when he noticed Renge in one corner with a digital camera snapping every small motion of his body. In moments he was at the twins sides, his scarlet eyes alight with amusement at Kaoru pretending to pick fleas from Hikaru's hair. The younger twin glanced up once.

"Oh Heya Ryuu." Hikaru didn't seem to hear this. Ryuu almost giggled at Kaoru's moment of slowness. Kaoru's eyes widened after he'd returned to flea-picking for a second, his face lifting to stare at Ryuu. His heart melted when he finally noticed how beautifull his boyfriend looked in his imperial attire, a thrill of desire running from his head to his toes. Confused at Kaoru's frozen fingers, Hikaru turned his head too and his eyes and heart did exactly the same as Kaoru's. Ryuu didn't say anything, instead wondering over and sitting on the other side of Kaoru. Hikaru made a sound like a cat meowing, and Kaoru gestured for Ryuu to sit between them. With a devillish glint in his red eyes, the pale boy allowed both twins to lean on him, and he smiled when Kaoru took his hand in his own. None of them noticed how now pretty much the entire female population of Ouran was trying to take pictures with their camera-phones.