Her hand twitched in irritation, her fingertips dancing along the teacup. She sighed in aggravation of her situation. She looked up to her guests a soft smile dusting across her pale features. The girls in front of her reddened in response to the natural host. Tamaki was talking about how natural she was, how it came so smoothly to her, how she was so cute. She wasn't one for compliments but she didn't want to cause a scene in front of the elite women.

She didn't want to be here. It felt as if someone was repeatedly stabbing her eardrums when he spoke. His voice was too high pitched and it made her wince every time he spoke to her. She knew instantly when he spoke to her the first time stumbling into the third music room that she would have to stay away. His voice was too painful for her. But he had chased and caused her to crash into a vase ensuring more time with him. Ensuring misery to follow her every day.

Suddenly she was grabbed and spun around. The blonde man squealed at her. The intensity of his voice caused her to cry out in pain but he didn't notice. She squirmed in his grasp, she needed distance, she needed him to be silent. She looked around desperately for a savior, and her eyes had landed on her favorite host, Takashi Morinozuka, the strong silent type. She called out to him without thinking twice, she needed him, a silent savior.

He watched as the new host was spun around and his muscles tighten when a cry of pain escaped his mouth. No one else had noticed the cry, no one else interfered. When he cried out for him it took two steps and little effort to lift the new host out of the blonde's grasp. His hands slid up the host chest and he froze a blush forming on his cheeks. Oh. He thought as the unfamiliar feeling of surprised grew in his body. Tamaki had made a comment but he didn't hear it. He watched her face as he placed her gently on the ground, she looked up at him in relief and smiled. Then she made a movement with her hands. He recognized it, it was a sign. She had signed 'Thank you' to him.

For the second time in less than minutes he was surprised. Oh. He thought again as things started to fall into place. Haruhi wasn't only a girl but she was deaf. Without thinking he signed back to her, 'You're welcome.' She watched his hands and her eyes grew wide. A smile spread across her face. He could feel the excitement bounce off her once she noticed he could sign. But he wasn't looking at her, he was looking at her ears. Hearing aids, he noted, it must be why she grimaces when Tamaki and Mitskuni speaks to her. Their voices are high pitched and causes pain when they are to close. She went to sign to him again but was pulled away but the twins. He watched her get dragged away disappointment covered her face.

While club went on he watched her. He watched her lean away from Tamaki when he started speaking to her. He would notice she would fiddle with her hearing aids every time she noticed him walking towards her. He also noticed that she looked at lips more than she looked into people's eyes. He noticed that the first time he met her. It confused him but now it made sense, she was reading what people were saying.

He wasn't surprised none of the other hosts knew about her disability. The hearing aids were very well hidden and small. They blended in with her pale skin and was impossible to see without looking for them. That's how he managed to overlook them, even with his training.

She had looked over at Mori after her clients had stopped talking. One girl excuses herself to the restroom and the other had decided to accompany her. With the short break, she had managed two small signs to the tall host. 'Want. Silence.' He nodded in understanding. He looked around making sure he wasn't being watched. Kyoya was talking with a group of girls and looking away. The twins were busy with their hosts. Tamaki was staring into a girl's eyes. Mitskuni was grabbing another slice of cake and had walked the girls over to the dessert table. He glanced at the clock and signed back, 'Almost over.' He saw her should slide down in relief.

He noticed that she never sent him a sign when the other hosts were watching her. He only responded when he knew he wasn't being watched. It felt as if they had a secret language, a language even Mitskuni didn't even speak. Thought he felt bad for leaving his cousin out of his world he didn't want to bring anyone into it without her consent.

When club hours were over he walked up to her. The hosts were watching so he spoke to her instead. "I'll walk you home," he meant to say it as a question but as it traveled from his brain to his mouth it somehow changed on him. She stared at his lips before looking at his eyes and nodded with a soft natural smile.

When they passed the gates of the school she stopped him. She grabbed a case from her bag that he was holding and fiddled with her hearing aids. She pulled them out and placed them into the case and grabbed a bottle of water and some pills. He watched her, wondering if she would give and explanation. When she noticed, he was watching her with a quirked eyebrow she signed to him.

'They give me headaches. Don't like wearing them.'

Draping her bag of her shoulder she watched as he signed back at her, 'Others know?'

She shook her head, then explained, 'I don't want people to treat me different. It's why I hide them. But you know sign.' She watched his reaction as he nodded in understanding. Then she watched his face change as new thoughts crossed into his mind. She knew how to read people, it was mandatory for her, so she signed to him once again, 'If Honey can keep it from the other hosts. Then Tell.' She then watched the tension fall from his face. 'Thank You' He moved his fingers in the air.

When she reached her apartment, she stopped him when he turned to leave. She poked him to get his attention. 'Your sign' her fingers danced in front of her, 'Peaceful.'