Manami almost ran down the hall, hoping the host club idiots wouldn't follow her. She came to her locker, the shiny metal box in which all of her books and her bag were held. Quickly she undid the lock and pulled out her bag before putting the lock back on and running again. The girl reached the bathroom on the first floor; all the normal girls had already gone home so she really didn't need to worry about someone walking in on her. Slowly she opened her bag and pulled out her after school outfit. Pulling the yellow dress over her head and replacing it with a black tee shirt, a jean mini skirt, and stripped leggings. Manami looked in the mirror and nodded content with her outfit now. When she opened the bathroom door she looked around, making sure she hadn't been secretly followed and then hurried to the front gate.

Manami ran to the front of the school, her auburn hair dancing with the now gentle breeze that glided along the campus. She looked around, so far she was safe, just a few more blocks and she would be home free! Quietly congratulating herself, the girl started down the street. Not many other people seemed to be around for the time of the day. She would have expected at least house wives shopping, but not even that. Even though it was only late afternoon, Manami couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. The girl moved more cautiously, afraid that someone would jump out and surprise her at any second.

"Just a few more blocks…" The girl told herself over and over again under her breath. Why was she so scared? The sound of a car pulling up echoed from behind her as she abruptly turned. The car started off, as if it was never going to stop. Manami showed the driver an indignant finger as he sped away. "Perv…" she hissed under her breath as she readjusted her bag on her shoulder and kept walking.

The walking continued. She was getting closer to her home now. Her speed increased as she grew anxious to arrive home. Today had been a bad day in her opinion and she just wanted to get home to paint.

Manami passed a bar, its florescent signs lit up, yet barely visible in the light of the now lowering sun. The girl continued curiously as men sat in the bar, all laughing and struggling to walk in a straight line. She scoffed at them in their pathetic state. Why people got themselves drunk she would never understand. As the girl turned to leave, she ran into something warm, strong arms wrapped around her as she tried to pull back. She started to panic; a burning started in her chest and worked its way up to her eyes as she forced back tears. "Well, looks –hic- like I've found a little, lost kitty. –Hic-"A deep voice sounded from above her. She tried to look into the face of the man, but his arms restricted her.

She wanted to beg for mercy, she wanted to run, but all seemed impossible. His wondering hands felt down her back and back up, lingering as it came to her shoulders. "Now just re-hic- relax sweetie…-hic- It'll all be over soon…" The smell of alcohol tainted Manami's nostrils as the man spoke, his face now next to her ear as he spoke. She whimpered, not able to form the sounds into words. A second passed, then another, her heart beating uncontrollably as his hands started to move again.

There was shouting, and then a jolt before Manami fell to the ground, the man next to her with a vacant expression on his face. She looked around and saw two boys standing against the sun; the only thing visible was their bright red hair.

More arms wrapped around her, but these were very gentle as they lifted her to her feet and wiped the now free-flowing tears from her grey eyes. "Are you alright, Manami?" One of the twins asked, their faces coming into view as they moved towards her. Now the words were coming out all too fast as she thanked them, the tears starting to stop as one of the twins kicked at the man still lying on the ground. Finally, the girl looked behind her to see the rest of the host club, the one with glasses writing something on his clip board while the small one told the knocked out drunk what a horrible person he was as the tall one watched him. Tamaki was the one who help Manami so she wouldn't fall as her knees begged to buckle and slid on the sidewalk below them.

Manami pulled away from the blond, almost falling as she did and falling to the twins. They both caught her and helped her stand. "I'm sorry…" she sighed out. They looked confused at her apology. "I'm sorry I'm not strong enough to take care of myself…" her gaze stayed focused on the ground behind her saviors. They both smiled, hugging her in their human sandwich again.