Honey sat on the chair Mori had placed him in. As always he started devouring the piece of cake happily like all the problems of the world had disappeared. Nothing could make the boy happier then devouring three whole cakes all on his own. He doesn't know why he loves the so much, it was like his own personal drug. He licked the now empty plate, icing allover his face and showed it to the raven haired boy. "All gone." He said in his baby voice begging for more.

His attention was caught when he saw the Prince pull out a dress and the words 'cross dress escaped from Tamaki's mouth. He jumped from his seat and ran over to the blond tackling him to the ground. "Tamaki kun! Can Honey be in a lolita dress? Oh no can Honey be in the same dress as Haruhi chan instead? Oh Oh can Takashi kun be in a pretty dress too? Can Bunbun also have a dress too Tamaki kun?!" Honey was obviously very excited for this theme. He use to admire cross dressers, how believable they would be as the opposite sex. He always wanted to try to be one but he knew how angry his father would get.

Takashi listened in to honey's conversation and, for a very unexpected turn of events Takashi's face gained emotion one of shock. He shook his head a few times. "Men's clothes only for me..." he stated in a normal tone as his face returned to having no emotion at all though as Haruhi said something to him and Kyoya he just shook his head, being he really don't have any reasoning for her not to. He didn't think that it would be a bad idea for her, but for him well, he didn't exactly of the ability to look like a girl due to his stone-faced disposition.

Kyoya's eye twitched slightly, but he gained his composure back quickly pressing his glasses back onto his face as he sighed. "Suoh what's with you and women's clothing..?" he mumbled slightly and just sighed, he pulled out a calculator punching in some numbers, and that's when his expression changed. "That might actually be a good idea.." He stated and looked to Haruhi. "Well It might be an interesting concept, but maybe it would be a good idea to let.." he looked to Mori-sempai and nodded. "Haruhi and Mori-sempai to wear men's clothing, being we'd not be a host club without hosts.." he stated coolly.

Violet walked in the halls while she played the violin.
She was in a good mood.
Violet passed by the Host Club while she played in the hallways.
She played random songs.

Haruhi sighed a bit as Kyouya came to her rescue. She turned backwards into her chair, peering over the top rail, "Womens clothes do require less pieces, a dress can be less expensive seeing as it usually takes eyes off your shoes.." she added, "But it would just draw attention to the fact I'm a girl if I'm put in a dress.. and I can't pay off my debt that way..it'd make things really difficult if I was found out." she laughed childishly, "So sempai, I can't wear the dress."

Haruhi blinked a bit, her brown eyes slipping over to Honey and Mori, "Honey would look so cute in a dress.." she stated to herself, aloud. Whether she meant to or not was unknown. She stared at Mori for a moment, then lowered her head back behind the chair, hoping to hide her laughter, "So you're really going to wear a dress Kyouya-Sempai?" she asked curiously. She'd been trying to ignore the fact she was imaging the guys in the dresses for a while now, breaking out into laughter randomly hadn't been her thing, but this was just precious! She looked over at the door, was that music playing?

Mauni seated herself comfortably in the hallway outside the Host Club, in no mood to be the first to enter. She was much too afraid, so she reached for her sketch book, drawing stick figure skeletons for her next drawing. She heard the music from the corners of he ears and looked to the source, a girl she'd seen but never got to know. She waved at the girl, who seemed to be enjoying herself with the instrument.
"You play beautifully." Was all she said.

Violet played a bad note when she heard somebody speak to her.
"T-thank y-you" Violet said while she stuttered softly.
Violet smiled nervously then she walked away.
She didn't socialize very well.

Tamaki's face went pale and his mouth twitched slightly at the corner at Haruhi's denial.
He inched toward the corner, plopping himself down and pulling at the seems of his uniform.
"All daddy wants is for you to start dressing like a girl..." he muttered into the wall.

"Gah!" Tamaki growled as Honey pouced on him. "I picked something out for you too Honey-sempai!" he muttered, attempting to push the small boy away.

Haruhi sighed a bit, "Sempai, if you can find something femanine...that won't give away that I'm a girl. I'll try to consider it next time." She said caving in to guilt. Then she twitched a bit, "And quit acting like my father, I already have one!" she mumbled softly, "I will be back soon..." she replied, walking off to the nearest sink she could find, turning on the cold water and splashing her face, hoping to calm her fever.

A small pout grew on the tiny blond's face, hearing Mori refuse to wear a dress. "But, but...but..." He gave the raven a pleading frown. Imagining his best friend in a dress almost made him burst into a laughing fit. "You're probably right, Takashi should just be a handsome guy." He giggled amiling up at him. His smile grew wider as he heard Tamaki saying that he prepared a dress just for him. "Really Tama-chan? ou have a dress just for Honey-chan?" He tightened his grip around the blonds neck cuddling into his chest. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Tama-chan!" He jumped off the boy and danced his way to the taller Mori. "Did you hear, Takashi? Honey-chan's getting a pretty dress?"