The first star: (Ouran Host Club)

Kyoya's Ending

Aki was moving quite happily, dancing to a song he liked, not noticing the door to the host club was open. It was way after school, he was using the place to film for a music video.

"I'm creeping in your heart babe." He was dancing in his clothes, it was a fun music he was going to film, but he continued to move around.

"Say, is that Aki?" The Host Club was guest starring in his video, they each got a bad boy look based on their type. Hikaru and Kaoru had matching outfits, chains on Kaoru's left and Hikaru's right, their hair was spiked. They each wore a black glove with studs on the opposite wrist of the chain, Hikaru had a 'scar' on his arm while Kaoru had a fake gun in his holster. Honey had a cute fake leather jacket with an Usa-chan patch on the back of it. He wore a black punk bracelet with an Usa-chan charm dangling on it. He carried Usa-chan who wore a matching outfit except his charms were a simpler version of Honey. Takashi wore a simple leather vest with a Katana strapped to his back he had a simple bandage on his cheek, his hair slightly rustled. He and Honey wore black gloves on their right hands, no studs. Haruhi wore an asymmetrical skirt with a sheer blouse and some tights with rips in them.

"It appears so, he's been told to wait for us." Kyoya pushed up his glasses, his attire consisted of his hair being thoroughly roughed up, a black button up shirt, in his belt it showed a gun holster loaded and a walkie connected to his belt.

"Really?" Tamaki was dressed in a black jacket, shades on his eyes and a few 'weapons' on his person.

"He was done with hair and makeup about two hours ago. Dad said he was practicing really hard about an hour before we even came." Hari's outfit was a red jacket, with a black undershirt and black pants them being torn slightly and a chain on his shoulder and waist his hair spiked like his brother. Ashi had stopped dancing as a makeup artist on set ran over and retouched his makeup. The cameras were rolling for his show and he had a livestream to ask questions to him and the Host Club, then he had a photoshoot. They quickly looked at his outfit, it was red in the center of his shirt, a heart and lines in it. The sleeves looked as if they were tattooed on his skin. A choker on his neck and the chain connecting to his bracelet as it wrapped around his left arm. His pants were to his shin, a belt around the legs as his belt showed more small belts clinging, black and red striped socks underneath his pants.

"Aki, could you tell us how long it takes you to be in hair and makeup?" Ashi gazed over to them as the woman was blushing and applying his makeup, "well, I normally don't wear much, however I had to have this fake tattoo painted on and that took about two hours, then with my face I tend to sneeze if it tickles my nose so I'm always cautious. Generally for music videos and interviews it takes about thirty to forty minutes. Then for my hair it depends. In this case we are going with my natural hair, just spiked some so it took about ten to fifteen minutes for the hairstylist to decide the best way." Aki waved his hand lightly, "thanks." Aki then noticed the Host Club, "Well would you look at you guys! You guys look wicked! And Hari, you have a red jacket and heart on your cheek!" He smiled as the Host club chuckled at the brothers, they were closer than ever.

"So allow me to introduce you all after the music video. This is my music director, he's going to tell us how to start but first we have to have a pre-shoot photoshoot." Aki laughed before he pulled Haruhi by the hand, "could you do just something simple, maybe put your foot on the box right there." Haruhi lifted her leg slightly onto the box and just crossed her arms, "perfect!" They each were stationed in their own area to pose and Hari had a blast helping direct them to pose.

Time for Music Video:

"Alright, let's get ready!!!" Aki smiled as Hari and his team gave some noise in a cheer before the Host went to their own areas and Aki sat in the window right at the moon. Leaning against the side of the wall he turned and gave a smirk at the camera.