Chapter 2

Honey's P.O.V

I am so angry right now I think I might hit something. How dare Tamaki say that about Mikuru. She would never hide behind anything, if she could do something herself, she would.

Right now Takashi and I are on our way to the Art Club room, to assess the damage, but when we got there we heard sniffling. We looked to see Aiko crying. She was reading a note and griping it so hard that her knuckles were turning white. "Was Mikuru supposed to see that?" I heard Takashi ask. Aiko nodded. "Has she?" I asked. "No. I would prefer her not to either. She shouldn't have to read this anyway. It is unbearable. I am going to go help her out now." Aiko said to us. "Wait. Can we read the note?" Takashi asked. Aiko nodded, handed us the note and then left.

'Whoops sorry about the inner rage coming out again, Mikuru. Maybe if you payed attention to me more during out last meeting this wouldn't have happened. Sometimes we all have to let go of our rage sometimes and just let it all out there. How about you give me more attention next time instead of those twin dumbasses.'

Sincerely,

S.H.

I am now seething in rage. So I am going to find this S.H. person and kick his ass. I think Takashi knew what I was thinking and put his hand on my head. I looked up and he just shook his head. He is right, my first priority has to be Mikuru. We got to the Art Club room and saw that it was a complete mess, but everyone was trying to clean it up. Mikuru was to busy with trying to clean the pant off the floor to notice that we were even here. So I get a mop and start scrubbing as well. She looked up and saw me and Takashi so we smiled at her and kept working through the mess. "Wow, Mikuru I never would have expected you to clean this mess without complaint." We all hear from behind us. We all look at the door to see the Art Club President, Kanata Sasuke. "Well, when someone destroys something precious to me I try to fix it." Mikuru mumbled. "Whatever, why wasn't I informed about this?" She said with an intimidating aura. "Well, we thought that we could clean this up before you got here." Mikuru said. "Well, just clean the mess up while I go ahead and talk to the head master. Do you have any pictures? Or will I have to take them myself?" Mikuru went up and handed her a flash drive and a camera with the lens cracked. "We got one good picture before it died, but we managed to get it on the flash drive." Aiko explained. "I see. Mikuru, I want you to make a detailed list on how many things we need to replace." Mikuru saluted and ran off for some paper and a pencil. When she came back she went through all the paint and wrote as fast as possible. She ran all around the room and came back with a finished list. She folded up the list and put it in her pocket.

(Small Time Skip)

We were finally finished with cleaning when Aiko shot out of her chair and into the back room. "Mikuru you might want to see this." Mikuru got out of her chair and dragged herself over to the room. Takashi and I followed her to the back room. When we looked inside we saw all of her paintings were destroyed. I looked at her and saw that there was a shadow over her eyes. "So the pictures were destroyed after all?" I heard Tamaki say. Mikuru nodded and walked over to them. I turned to look at Tamaki and saw that he was smirking. I looked up at Takashi and nodded. Takashi went over to Mikuru while I dragged Tamaki away.

(Mori P.O.V.)

I walked over to Mikuru and put my hand on her head. She looked up at me and I noticed tears in her eye. She could only cry out of one eye since her other eye is fake. She lives with her aunt since her father is in jail. Her mother died a little after she gave birth to her, from the blood loss. After that her brothers went off to study in America and only come back for periodic visits, giving her father the opportunity to abuse her. Saying that it is her fault that her mother died. Then one day he took things to far, he took a fire poker and stabbed her in the eye. She had that fake eye for about seven years now. The only reason she is safe right now is because Mitskuni and I heard her scream while we were walking to her house and stopped her father from hurting her any further. When we got her to the hospital after the police came to take her away she told the doctor that she would rather have a fake eye then have to walk around with a bandage or an eye patch. She had to walk around with the bandage over her eye anyway so the area around her eye would heal. The thing is though, after all of that happened to her she never stopped smiling. She always kept a smile on her face even when she was angry or sad. This is why she is strong. She has the strength to smile through the pain.

I can only feel anger right now so I picked up Mikuru and gave her a piggy back ride to the host club so she can get away from those paintings that were ruined or destroyed. She was so quiet, it just wasn't like her. Even when we were hosting she was always so energetic and happy and now it feels like someone tried to drain the life out of her and succeeded. We were sitting in quiet when Hikaru and Kaoru came bursting in and started to fuss over her. Kaoru walked to her and started to squeeze the life out of her. Then she did something that none of us thought she would do. "Will you guys shut up?" She started to yell. We all stared at her in shock. She has never yelled at anyone in her life. She even looked shocked at what she said. It was like her mouth was working on its own for a little while. "You are so annoying. Why can't you just leave me alone for a little bit?" She finally finished up. I looked at her and saw the tears running down her cheek. She turned and kicked a pedestal with a vase on it. "I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I my art! I hate my father! I hate my mother!" It was at that moment that I realized that her smile was never real. It was all a mask that she created to keep herself from falling apart. Everything had gotten to her. She tried to put her feelings into her paintings but they would never take. So she bottled everything up. Then that bastard destroyed something so precious to her and she snapped.

I got up and wrapped my arms around her waist. "Why didn't you tell us this is how you really felt? We could've helped you." I told her. I looked and noticed that everybody else, including the Art Club president, was in the doorway crying. Mitskuni came bounding up to her and wrapped his arms around her neck. "Please stop this Mikuru. You are scaring me." That is when she finally lost it. She wrapped her arms around him and cried for real.

Haruhi walked over to us and looked at me. "Is this all the pain she has been hiding from us?" She asked. I nodded and went to hug Mikuru. When she was finally done I noticed that she had tears falling down both her cheeks. "Mikuru. You have been crying out of both eyes. You finally unlocked all your pain and that proves you could never be weak." I told her and she just nodded. She stood up and walked to the door. "Where are you going?" Hikaru yelled. "The art store. We need to replace everything that was destroyed and I need to paint. So I am going to the art store." She told us and then walked out of the room. Kaoru got up and followed her out with Mitskuni and I.