Kyouya stood as his cell phone rang. With a cool nod he excused himself to the hallway to take the call. Tamaki smiled at his friend before glancing around. The twins were busy plotting something, judging by their low voices and close posture. Honey was devouring cake after cake while Mori watched silently and Haruhi was furiously studying for her next class.

"One little look can't hurt." Tamaki thought, reaching out and snagging Kyouya's open notebook.

The book seemed harmless. There was writing everywhere, even the margins! Tamaki settled on a line and began to read.

I think I may be in love with Haruhi.

"WHAT?!" Tamaki exclaimed—luckily this exclamation happened in his head.

She's so cute with her big eyes and boy-style hair cut! I'd love to get her alone like I did after the Beach Incident, only not let her up so easily. (Insert evil laughter here)

The characters began to blur as Tamaki's eyes went cross and blood began to gush from his nose. Kyouya arrived at his side just as he fainted from shock/blood loss. With nimble fingers he stole the notebook from Tamaki's limp fingers. A twin, Kyouya didn't really care which one, looked up and stared at Tamaki's prone body.

"Milord!" Hikaru shouted and the entire club surrounded their fallen King.

With a smirk Kyouya sat back and opened a different notebook and began to scribble.

Project Fake!Notebook successful. I can only imagine the idiots face if he read my real notebook.

Kyouya's smirk became more evil, if possible, as he closed the book and gazed at the words written on the cover in bold sparkly pink letters:

Kyouya luvs Tamaki 4-Eva!!!111!!!!