"You're always on my mind, think about you all the time Uh, no Let's not talk about it. Drama we can live without it~!"

I laugh softly, knowing I didn't sing that well. I was taking a stroll through halls, ignoring the glares I received from practically everyone. My eyes flicked up when I walked straight into a door. "Music Room 3? That's the Host Club, with Hikaru and Kauro~!" I shove the doors open. Oh, oh god. A blinding white light- where did it come from?- and rose petals came through. "Welcome to the Host Club!" Six very, very attractive voices came from inside. A tall, tan and handsome one, Tamaki, Two equally hot ginger twins, someone who looked like a computer geek, a little blonde boy with adorable chocolate colored eyes that was , to your surprise, you height. There was also a really pretty girl, with short brown and hair and large brown eyes. That must be Haruhi. Tamaki talked about her enough.

I rub my eyes, a small pout on my face. "Hikaruuuuu! That light is way too bright!" I whined, instantly by his side. "Who are you?" Hikaru and Kauro said in unison. I stepped back, hurt flashing over my features. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I muttered "Tamaki never told you about me, did he?" My voice was soft, so unlike the bubbly blonde I just was. Tamaki had edged away as soon as he saw me, and now sat in his corner. "I'm his little sister, Kiara Suoh." I just held back a sob before a piece of cake was shoved towards me. Cake…? My hazel eyes lighten up and I began to stuff yourself, squealing 'thanks' to the boy who gave it to me.

Once I finished, the Twins were staring at me. "Yes, Mister Doppelgangers?" I ask, tilting my head to the side. "Would you like to play a game, Kiara?" They purred together. Tamaki seemed to notice my existence then, as he scooped me into a hug crying out "Don't talk to those shady twins! Daddy's got you!" I shoved him away pretty quick, an angered look on my face. "What's wrong with you?" I snap and glared at him, arms crossed over my chest. "First, you forget about me for this club, then when you come home all you talk about Haruhi! That's all you actually talk to me about anymore, damnit! Then, you don't tell anyone here about me? And now, you've got the nerve to tell me what to do with my own life, even though you hardly give two cents about me?" I began to yell, letting out all my anger and sadness in those bundle of words.

The club was silent, all eyes directed on you. Good thing no customers were there, right? Heh…heh? Tamaki rolled away to his corner of woe, leaving you to storm out so no one saw you cry. Honey ran after me, even though I hadn't wanted anyone to. "Kiara-chan! Wait up!" I heard the childish voice whine. I whirl around, flames flaring in my eyes. "What?" I growled, crossing my arms over my chest. "I wanted to ask you if you wanted some cake, but you ran off…" he trailed off, looking up at me with anime tears in his eyes. I bit my lip, struggling not to give in. I couldn't help grabbing him into a hug, sobbing into his shoulder.