The days leading up to the party passed by and eventually Setsuko found herself wearing a dark red, almost black, tux and standing at the top of a grand staircase between Haruhi and Kyoya. She adjusted her tie and looked out over the crowd of girls that had gathered for the event.
"It is so good to see you here tonight, my little lambs." Tamaki said from the second-floor balcony just above the grand staircase. "The Ouran Host Club would like to bid you welcome."
Along the grand hall, the chandeliers turned on one by one until the entire hall was lit, revealing just how many people were attending the party. As the lights turned on the orchestra started playing, providing elegant background music. At this display the girls applauded and looked up at the hosts with fond looks in their eyes.
"As always, ladies, the host club members are here for your entertainment. So, we invite you to dance to your hearts content. Additionally, based on her dancing skills one lucky young lady will be chosen as tonight's queen. The queen's reward will be a passionate kiss on the cheek, from our king." Kyoya said, looking down at the dance floor with a cool smile.
"Good luck to you, my darlings." Tamaki said, and almost all the girls grew red in the face, some even looking like they were about to faint.
"Haruhi, show some enthusiasm." Some voices said, and Setsuko looked to her left to see the twins standing on both sides of Haruhi.
"Well excuse me, guys, sorry. I'm not used to this sort of thing. I've only ever gone to the festivals held in my neighborhood park." She said.
"I don't know if you can really consider that a party or not." Kyoya said, by now all the hosts, except Tamaki had moved to stand near Haruhi and the twins on the main platform of the stairs. "Well, since you're already here you might as well get yourself something to eat. We've got quite a spread."
Haruhi perked up at that news, and who could blame her, food was almost always the best part of a party. "A spread? With... fancy tuna?"
All around Haruhi and Setsuko the Hosts paused and the pen Kyoya was holding snapped into tiny pieces at what she said. The twins engulfed Haruhi in a hug while Mori stood over her with Honey on his shoulders. Most impressive was the fact that Tamaki jumped down to where they were from the second balcony, flipping himself over the railing. Setsuko just stayed where she was, watching this all unfold.
"Get some fancy tuna here, stat!" Tamaki shouted, pointing at Kyoya who had already pulled out his phone and was dialing a number.
"You poor thing~" The twins cooed as they pressed their cheeks against Haruhi's head.
"Guys, I think you're overreacting." Setsuko tried to say, but ultimately was ignored by the hosts who were still in a frenzy to get fancy tuna.
Eventually the hosts pulled away from Haruhi and once the tuna was ordered they headed down to the main floor, where the girls were waiting. Most of the girls surrounded Tamaki to ask him for a dance, but a decent amount went with the other hosts that they were regulars for. Setsuko being one of those hosts. Those who weren't dancing stood around and watched.
Lifting her arm and spinning the girl she was dancing with, Setsuko dipped her before smiling and pulling her back up. "Thank you for the dance, my lady. But it seems my father requires my assistance so I must leave."
"I-it's okay, senpai." The girl said, her face turning red before she ran off to her friends, the small group squealing as they talked about what had just happened.
Setsuko sighed and made her way to the back room, where Kuwata was waiting for her. "Looks like you're quite the ladies man." He joked.
"Oh, shut it." Setsuko said, not even trying to hide her amused smile. She walked into a small back room to change out from the tux she was wearing while Kuwata waited outside. Behind a curtain in the room was the dress she would be wearing for her performance, since it was more of an elegant event, she wouldn't be wearing her usual frilly, cutesy, costume and instead would be wearing a simple white dress that faded from a white to a soft pink near the bottom of the skirt. It was cut off at her knees in the front and flowed towards the ground in the back. Along with it there was a pale pink shawl that she would wear loosely around her arms. Finally, she wore dark pink heels, which completed the outfit.
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FanfictionFame, adoring fans, and a dream career. Everything seemed like it was going perfectly for famous idol Momoko, or, her true identity 17 year old Setsuko Akemi. But fame comes with a price. One crazed Stalker crossing the line sends Setsuko into hidin...