I may or may not make a spin off series about Ciel and co in the past after Ouran. Depends on how people feel about Usagi's Future Daughter and her friends.

Some days it didn't pay to wake up. Having to deal with the girls from Lobelia happened to be one of the things she didn't want to deal with.

Ciel woke up and knew today was going to be a massive headache. Fortunately she wouldn't be alone in this, because now her friends were all here to share the misery.

Well, except perhaps Himeko. She was used to this because of her mother's other half.

On the plus side, there was another set of attendees she was eager to met.

A few students from Mugen Academy in Juban were going to be there as well. It would be interesting to meet Sailor Uranus and Neptune before they decided to properly join up with the Inner scouts. She knew they were coming because Sailor Neptune would be doing a performance on her violin.

Michiru had expected that to happen, since she did remember Ouran vividly if only because of the outrageous nature of Tamaki Suou and the Lobelia girls causing a fuss, which was why she had the girls bring back one of her old violins that she wasn't using anymore.

It was so finely tuned that her past self was sure to love it, and it wouldn't break the rules too much. She had checked with Pluto to be sure.

Ciel sighed... before brightening up when she remembered that she was scheduled to join Michiru in a duet on the piano.

Tamaki was nuts, but he was a great pianist.

"Ohayo," said Usagi yawning.

"Two of the Outer scouts will be making a visit today," said Ciel, handing Usagi some coffee.

"Really?" said Usagi, perking up.

"I'll not point them out, but this will be a good test of your ability to sense the scouts... if you do figure out which ones they are, you can give them the blessing," said Ciel.

Usagi nodded. She had been working with Umehito in order to expand her senses...she could now pick up the others eight times out of ten, which was better than nothing. She still remembered the mess with the Negaverse and almost losing them.

"Can I at least get a hint about which ones they are?" asked Usagi.

"Sailor Saturn is still sleeping. Which is the only hint I'll hand out," said Ciel.

"So are you going to do the maid cafe?" asked Usagi.

"I'll be the one making sure that the Lobelia girls don't harass us because we made one," said Ciel deadpan.

Usagi's eyes were wide.

"Is Lobelia that bad?"

"More like they're extreme feminists who think men are the weaker sex. I know Aunt Rei chose it because her dad can't bother her there, but to be honest I would rather deal with Uncle Tamaki's ideas than the Zuka club on a roll."

Usagi winced.

"Just wait until you meet them first hand."

Ciel was practically giddy when she saw Michiru. She almost had stars in her eyes when she finally got to shake her hand.

"I am such a huge fan of yours, Michiru-san!"

"I've heard good things about you, Nekozawa-san," said Michiru, her eyes amused.

"Ciel-chan is fine. So what song were you planning on playing today?"

They went over the song selection, Ciel waited until Haruka came in before she snapped her fingers as if remembering something important.

"I almost forgot! I was supposed to deliver this to you, Neptune-san," said Ciel casually, pulling out a case.

Michiru's brain stalled for five seconds before she slowly asked "What did you call me?"

"Neptune. As in Sailor Neptune. Your future self sent this as a good luck present considering the headaches you and Sailor Uranus are about to deal with once the next enemy shows up," said Ciel with a straight face.

"And how do you know I'm Sailor Neptune?" she asked carefully.

"Because I'm Sailor Moon's daughter from several centuries in the future. I came here to graduate without having to deal with all the idiots and my court followed me. They made sure to talk to you and Haruka-san before leaving, and your future self asked us to deliver this," said Ciel flatly.

When she opened the case, Michiru saw a note. She'd recognize her own handwriting anywhere.

To Michiru

Enjoy the violin, it took me years to find one this well preserved enough to play, and Pluto already cleared it. Knowing Ciel she's being her usual blunt self and has managed to find you and Haruka-chan already.

The only warning about events to come that I'm allowed to give you and Haruka-chan is that the Soldier of Destruction isn't what you think. She isn't the Silence.

Michiru.

On the bottom was a picture of herself with a peace sign. Underneath the violin was a series of music spreadsheets her future self had written during her downtime that Haruka loved.

"I thought people aren't supposed to change things if they're from the future?" asked Haruka.

"Small changes are acceptable. Big ones get you booted back to your own time. A violin and some music sheets aren't going to hurt much in the long run, and a vague warning is acceptable so long as you don't give too much away," clarified Ciel. "It's still a pain to get clearance for a Time Watch though, and Pluto is normally very stingy with them."

She only got hers because A) Chibiusa had messed up her landing and was causing trouble, and B) because her main goal in the past was to graduate from high school and college without having to deal with brown nosing nobles trying to marry into the royal family or the Inner court.

She could help fight with Sailor Moon, but it had to be her mother's past self that took out the monsters they fought.

Once she graduated high school they were leaving this section of Japan and avoiding Juban like the plague. She heard Shin Tokyo had a good university and there was an odd note in the usual warnings about time travel she wanted to investigate.

In the maid cafe...

Everything was going fantastic...until they showed up. They had heard things about the Lobelia girls, the members of the Zuka club in particular...but they had no idea that their parents had been understating how annoying they were.

Benibara in particular seemed horrified at the fact they were working in a maid cafe. And if that wasn't bad enough, they stirred up certain issues they wished had been better off left alone.

Namely the same nonsense they had to deal with back home. Just because they were nobles they couldn't forget that fact and have a bit of fun. Or in this case, because they were part of class A, they couldn't have a maid cafe. Tamaki only got away with his host club because he was the superintendent's son and because boys were expected to flirt in order to find girlfriends and later wives.

Thanks to the Zuka club, they either had to change the cafe to something more 'socially acceptable' or have their club status revoked.

Needless to say they weren't too pleased with this development.

"Eh?! Because of the Zuka club we have to change it from the cafe idea we had?" said Ciel horrified...and more than a little angry. If they had kept it going for a few months, no one would have complained. Instead the Zuka club ruined it.

"You know what this means, don't you?" said Regina annoyed.

"Plan B?" said Himeko.

"Plan B," said Kaori.

"Bwahahahaha...By the power of manga we shall concur the universe!" declared Ichigo, puffing up proudly. Nozomi lightly conked her on the head to cool her off.

Plan B, which was a joke idea they had thrown about, was to open a style salon where they put their odd talents into action. And since they had planned on cosplaying anyway for the maid cafe, they could do the same here.

"Quick! To the shopping malls!" declared Regina.

All six girls thrust their hands into the air and headed for the van Ciel had bought. It had more room than a car and no one would expect a rich girl to buy something like it.

Kyoya noticed some increased activity in the other club room, where the future girls were working. After the Zuka club came to the Host club and insulted them, he had heard a few rumors about how they had been upset about the entire concept of a 'maid cafe'...enough so that they stirred up whispers about how such a thing wasn't suited for Ouran.

"Now what...?" muttered Kyoya.

"Watch out!"

Kyoya barely avoided getting clobbered by boxes filled with shampoo and cream rinse.

"What on earth?"

"Sorry about that. The boxes were already tipping," said Himeko tiredly.

"What's going on?"

"That blasted Zuka club forced us to switch our maid cafe to plan B. Last time this sort of fuss was kicked up, we had to close down for a full month before we found a solution everyone could live with. It's easier to cut this sort of thing off at the source," explained Kaori.

"What sort of thing?" asked Kyoya.

"The 'elite aren't supposed to serve others like maids' talk. It's extremely annoying, and last time there was all this fuss about the fact the Princesses and the Inner court were serving others that we had to close just to shut them up," said Ciel with extreme annoyance.

"So what's with the beauty products...and is that a salon chair?" said Kyoya confused.

"We have hobbies that can be productive. We normally just use them on each other. Fortunately the principal agreed to let us change a few things around and use our other skills so long as we get a signed waiver from our clients. Apparently he was relieved we didn't mind changing the nature of the club to avoid any uproar," explained Himeko tiredly.

Regina was a noted fashion expert. She could give a girl a new lease on life by changing their clothes in ten minutes or less.

Himeko and Nozomi, oddly enough, were licensed beauticians. They could cut and style a hair so perfectly that it would give a girl confidence without fail.

Ichigo was an aromatherapist. Ironically her perfect nose which she normally used in cooking also doubled as her weapon to detect the perfect fragrance to calm nerves and boost energy levels.

Kaori, with her exacting detail, was their make-up artist. She also kept the books balanced.

And to top it all off, Ciel was the greeter, and the one who generally acted as the 'face' of the group.

Well...Ciel and Diana were anyway. Diana was so cute it was hard not to be charmed by her.

"..."

"Think we could rope some of the Host Club into helping us set up this time? I promise free cakes for all!" said Ichigo.

"Are you going to spite the Zuka club when they come back?"

"Absolutely. Ouran gets the first make-over free, but they're banned," said Ciel with an innocent smile on her face. Kyoya pushed up his glasses with an innocently evil look on his face.

"In that case I'm sure they'd be happy to help," said Kyoya.

Kyoya blackmailed them into helping...except for Haruhi. She was bribed through food...namely Ichigo's fancy tuna.

Ichigo was a master chef, and when you lived several centuries you generally found yourself with a lot of free time. So she used it to expand her culinary talents in cooking.

'Why did I even agree to come here again? Oh yes, now I remember...Usagi said I'd get a free make-over by professionals.'

Rei was not looking forward to this...mainly because the Zuka club had developed and unhealthy interest in her. She had taken to writing up talismans geared towards repelling nutjobs in her free time. Sadly none of them seemed to work. She was starting to wonder if it were possible to transfer to Ouran to escape those three idiots.

Then she would remember why she had chosen Lobelia in the first place.

Lobelia was a strictly all-girls school, one where men were not welcome. Her dad couldn't step foot on the grounds without being thrown out. And she refused to form connections that would be beneficial to his 'campaign'. She paid lip service to being his daughter, because he didn't really care about her at all.

She was starting to think she'd be better off batting for the same team...but being around the Zuka club, or to be more specific, having them follow her around in an attempt to get her to join, was keeping her from making the leap.

They were particularly annoying today. Something about a maid cafe the last time they visited the school, and the stupidity of the Host Club. Rei ignored them and their annoying attitudes, and went straight to the floor the infamous Host Club was on. At least, that had been the plan until she was hijacked by an overly cheerful Ciel Nekozawa dragging her into a salon-style cafe.

All over were girls being styled, having make-up expertly put on, their hair dyed into interesting colors, their clothing updated, or being put into a relaxing area where they ate while waiting for their turn with the stylists.

"Wha..."

"This is a Zuka club-free zone. They're banned after they raised such a stink about us having a maid cafe, even though it was our decision to make it. So we went back to our default club... the Cat Cafe!"

"Cat Cafe?"

"I'm the face of the salon and Diana is our cute little mascot, so I greet customers and keep everyone on task. I also double as the one who ups the ambiance with my music and the 'owner', despite the fact we all have an equal share in it. Since you're one of us, you get the VIP treatment~!" said Ciel, putting Rei in the shorter line. The moment she saw the Zuka club down the hall, she zipped back to where the door was, threw a sign on, and closed the doors before locking it.

This was one club they weren't going to bother twice. And the sign made it clear they weren't welcome one bit.

"What was that about?" asked Haruhi, who had come by for some free food and to get an upgraded 'tomboy' clothing.

"Last time they showed up, we had to switch our maid cafe to our secondary idea. I am not having them show up and making a nuisance of themselves twice," said Ciel flatly.

"Ciel-tan, why don't you play some music to lighten the mood back?" asked Ichigo.

Ciel went to where the grand piano was and began to play. Nozomi would have joined her, if she weren't currently styling another girl's hair at the moment.

Rei had to admit, once she was done with the cutting, the primping, the make up and the wardrobe change...that she liked it. A lot.

Hard to believe her future daughter would become a beautician.