Ouran High School Host Club
When Yuder accidentally broke the very expensive vase that some idiot placed near the door, Kyoya pushed his glasses up.
Just as planned. Now, he could recruit the new scholarship student with black cat looks as another high quality host in the club.
But Kyoya paused when he saw Tamaki of all people shake his head and make the gestures of 'What are you doing?' and 'Abort Mission! Abort Mission!' on the side.
"Oh?" Kyoya stiffened when he heard a very familiar and dangerous voice. "Could this be one of those extortionist schemes? The infamous You Broke My Cheap Vase, Now Pay With Your Body For It?"
Kyoya looked up to see Kishiar la Orr, the crown prince of another country, smile beautifully dangerous. Kyoya had wanted to recruit Kishiar too, but foreign royals, especially ones as prodigious as Kishiar, were currently higher than his level.
When Kishiar slung an arm over Yuder's shoulders and pulled the boy closer to him, Kyoya could understand why Tamaki was trying to get him to stop.
Despite his anxiety, however, Tamaki instantly rushed to Kyoya's side in support.
Kyoya reluctantly smiled at the show of camaraderie.
"No, senpai," Tamaki shook his head, attempting a smile, "We weren't trying to extort Yuder-kun at all."
"Oh?" Kishiar stared down at Tamaki and Kyoya honestly couldn't help but rationally wonder how this guy was so physics-breakingly tall. "So you weren't trying to force my Yuder into becoming a host?"
Tamaki sweated more at the dark tone, but before he could shake his head in denial again, Kishiar beamed a smile more sunny and genuine than before.
"Well, if you are, then the answer's yes! We'll both join! I can't wait to dress Yuder in more kinds of clothes!"
"Senpai..." Yuder sighed, but didn't escape Kishiar's arms.
"What, dear kouhai? Don't you think it'll be fun? I can't wait to design your clothes! What's the next theme your host club will be doing? Egyptian? Cat ears? Butlers and maids? Vampires?"