Extra Chapter- A Glimpse Into Ghostwriter's Novel:

The second that he walked into school, everyone's eyes were on him out of curiosity for the mysterious-looking new student. Yet, he didn't give a single one of them a single glance. His eyes were one on person and one-person only- his target.

He was well aware of their gazes, the giggles- it was something that he was used to. Years of training have given him a figure to be envious of and he knew very well that most people considered him attractive with his sharp features, his gray eyes always set in a piercing gaze, his long black hair that brushed his shoulders pulled into a small ponytail. His charms, acts, and good looks had been the things that have gotten him out of tough jams many times before.

He kept the background, however, he didn't dare take a step closer to his target- second year student, Jade Ascunde. Her long red hair gave away the fact that she wasn't of Japanese heritage, along with her bright green eyes and freckles. He knew that without a doubt the person he was looking at was his target.

He leaned against the wall, watching the crowd pass him by, but kept his gaze only on Jade. For a brief moment, Jade looked up and saw him, but he didn't return her gaze then, only looking at her through the corners of his eyes.

Finally, as she walked into her first class, he lingered back slightly. He briefly wondered how he should approach her- he needed to as he needed to get closer to her family, earn their trust, and then- do what he was hired to do. Did it bother most people by his choice of profession? Yes. Did it bother him? No and it never would.

"Class," Sensei said as he walked into the room, "I would like to introduce the new student, Isao Makoto."

Makoto bowed, keeping eye contact with everyone as he did so- mostly he kept his eyes on Jade.

"I'm flattered you named the character after me, and even made her look like me, but I swear, if you end up killing her off, I will end you."

Ghostwriter jumped as Data laughed.

"Calm down, dear, I was only letting you know that we should be getting to school soon."

Data and Ghostwriter, both currently in their human forms, did still go to Ouran Academy- Data chose to use the excuse that Ghostwriter was still writing his book, but both of them knew that they were just really enjoying finished up their years in High School. Besides, they didn't really want to leave the Host Club just yet- though they both knew that they would always stay in touch with them.

To make things even better, the peace treaty did happen- a peace treaty between the Zone and the Guys In White. It made things a lot easier for a lot of ghosts (*cough* Danny *cough*) and there were only a few exceptions in which they were allowed to harm ghosts or capture them. However, if Data should come to collect that ghost then they did have to give the prisoner over.

All in all, things were good.

When he followed her to Music Room Four, he didn't expect petals and bright lights to greet him.

"~Welcome."

"So you are going to write about the Host Club," Jade said as she snuck up behind him and kissed his cheek.

"J-Jade! Don't sneak up on me!"

"I present to you, the Rebellious type," Tamaki announced loudly, "Please give a warm welcome!"

He couldn't feel any more of his dignity- it was gone. As an assassin, he had to take up many false façades- a businessman, a poor boy, a slave, an orphan, but not once did he have to portray a host. He wasn't sure how he felt about this and he wasn't sure how he felt about the people in it. There was the odd, dramatic, and loud Tamaki- he knew that Tamaki wasn't a threat. There was Haruhi- obviously a girl, but not a threat. Jade wasn't a host- she was just a maid and his target- not a threat. Aya wasn't a host either- she was just Jade's best friend. She wasn't a threat, but she could be a way to get to Jade if he befriended her or even dated her, especially since his records stated that Aya spent a lot of time at Jade's house and was close to her family. The twins, Kaoru and Hikaru were annoying and devious- but still not a threat.

There were only two people that were a defiant threat and one person was a possible threat- Takashi, Hunny, and Kyoya. Takashi and Hunny were obviously a threat- they were trained fighters and good ones, just as a good as him. Kyoya wasn't stupid- he was smart. It was Kyoya's intelligence that could be a threat and the fact that Kyoya was close to Jade (as they all were) and had a private police force.

The job wasn't going to be easy- but it will get done.

"That's kind of cliché," Jade said as she snatched a cookie from the plate beside him.

"The food is for paying customers," Kyoya informed as he pushed up his glasses, "Not to mention that hosting hours are over."

"I'm his plus one then."

"Please, I'm trying to write," James snapped.

"Sorry dear, it does seem like a lovely novel and you're doing a good job. I love that you included the Host Club," Jade kissed him softly.

"Thank you."

Feelings? That was new. He never got feelings- he was trained to not have them and he assumed that all things that may resemble feelings were beaten out of him. To make bad matters worse, he was pretty sure that he had feeling- if there were even feeling there in the first place- for two girls, Jade and Aya. It was a tough place to be in and he wasn't sure what to make of it. On one hand, he couldn't fall for his target- that just wasn't done. On the other, it might be possible to continue his 'relationship' with Aya- one that he started simply to get close to Jade- since he wouldn't be killing Aya, only her best friend and her best friend's family. It wasn't like anyone would know it was him so Aya wouldn't know. He would, however, but… Why would that bother him?

He ran a hand through his hair,

"Feelings- bah… So disgusting…"

In an effort to forget his turmoil, he thought about the Host Club and its members. Its members were certainly something- something that he had never seen before that was for sure. He wondered why they considered him a friend? He's only been in the Host Club for roughly three weeks (another few weeks until his assignment must be completed), so why would they be so close to him?

Then there was the matter if he could get the murder past them. He knew Kyoya might be able to make a connection- that was a worry.

"So," he said to himself, "To be in a relationship with Aya, or even Jade… and just how will I slip past that blasted Host Club?"

"I love it so far," Jade said as she put down the rough draft and handed it back to James, "I doubt that you will need my help."

"Ah, but I like your help," James said as he kissed her, "So thank you."

A month later, James came running into the Host Club room, well after hosting hours, after not showing at school. In his hands, was a book and on his face was a large smile.

"I GOT IT," he shouted, "I GOT IT PUBLISHED!"

He grabbed Jade by the waist and spun her around.

"Whoa there!"

He set her down only to kiss her passionately and then turn to the others with a large smile.

"Whoa," Hikaru said, "I get you're excited, but the most I'll do is a hug."

James didn't even comment or scowl. He was too excited,

"I got it published! My book! Behold, The Killer Love! I FINALLY GOT IT DONE AND PUBLISHED!"

"Does this mean you'll leave," Hunny cried.

"Don't bet your afterlife on it," Jade winked.