Chapter 2

Art Club

Friday

"Why isn't he here?" Tamaki groaned out.

"He might be sick Sempai." Haruhi said.

"He can't be sick. He was fine yesterday."

Haruhi shook her head. "No, he wasn't sempai. He was hurting yesterday. Of course you didn't see him run out of the host club yesterday."

"No, I didn't."

Yuki's House

Yuki groaned running her hands vigerously through her hair. 'Why didn't I just go to school. Oh yeah that's right.' She thought as she looked down at her arms. 'I cut my wrist a little too deep this time.' She stood up shakily and went to her dresser. She opened the drawers and grabbed some clothes. She slipped the black form fitting tank top on and slipped her black jeans on.

There was a knock on her door.

"What?" Yuki asked.

"Miss there are some people here to see you."

Yuki blinked in confusion. "Alright thank you." Yuki grabbed a jacket to cover her chest and she slipped it on. She walked down the stairs and saw the host club there waiting for her. "What the heck are you guys doing here?" She asked weakly.

"We wanted to make sure that you were alright." Tamaki said, his voice filled with worry.

Yuki raised an eyebrow. "I am fine. Other then being sick. That is the only reason why I am not in school today."

Tamaki pulled her into a hug. "My poor son is sick."

Yuki tried to push Tamaki off of her. "Do you mind helping!" She yelled.

"Tamaki-sempai you are chocking him." Haruhi said.

Tamaki let her go. "Sorry."

Yuki shook her head. "I will see you guys next week so what is the big deal of me not being there today? I mean everyone gets sick every once and a while."

Kyoya looked at her. "Of course Mr. Yoshida. We will see you on Thursday."

Yuki forced a smile on her face. "Of course."

"We will see you Yuki."

The group slowly walked out of Yuki's house.

Yuki waved them off. She closed the door and leaned up against it. She slipped down the door landing on her ass. She tangled her fingers into her hair. 'Why the hell did they have to show up?' She groaned. "School is going to be hell on Monday."

"Miss Yuki would you like a cup of tea?"

"Please Youko. I don't know if I can fight this headache with out one."

Youko nodded her head and left the young heiress on the floor.

Yuki slowly staggered up to her feet. She let out a sigh and went into the common room that she loved so much.

Monday Morning

Yuki showed up early. She saw Haruhi sitting in her seat. "Hey Haruhi-kun."

"Yuki-kun." She said with a smile. "Are you coming to the host club after school?"

"Sorry I can't I have club after school today."

"Oh? What club?"

"It isn't really a special club at all." She said softly.

Hikaru and Kaoru heard her. They had to come up with some kind of plan to see what Yuki-kun was doing outside of the host club since she was in three other clubs.

Monday after school

Hikaru, Kaoru, Tamaki, Mori, Honey, Kyoya, and Haruhi were on the hunt for Yuki to see what after school club their newest club member was in on Mondays.

Yuki's 1st Club

Yuki took off her jacket and took off the button up black shirt that she was wearing. Over her black cami was a black tank top that made her look more manly. She looked at the blank canvas in front of her. She looked out the window and let out a sigh. She took the paints out of her bag and began to put paint on the board that she used.

Outside of the room

"Looks like he is an artist." Kyoya said.

"Our mysterious host has art skills." Tamaki said with a smile.

"It would seem so."

"Why must we find out what he likes?" Haruhi asked.

"Because Haruhi we would like to know him better."

"But why not ask him?"

"He would not tell us if we asked."

Haruhi shook her head. "Are we going to follow him tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Haruhi groaned.

Yuki came out looking at the seven members of the host club. She blinked in confusion. "Why are you guys here?"

"We wanted to know what club you were in on Mondays." Tamaki said.

"Tamaki-sempai... you could have asked. I mean art is a passion of mine. I am sure I would have told you if you would have asked."

"We were afraid that you wouldn't tell us." Hikaru said.

Yuki looked down at her paint covered arms. "Well, I would have told you. That wouldn't have been a problem." She looked up at them. "Besides me painting helps a lot."

"I am sure it does." Honey said with a huge smile on his face.

"But you guys should head back to the host club because I am sure that you have a lot of beautiful ladies waiting for you."

"Hai. We sure do."

Yuki pushed Tamaki on the shoulder. "Then go I'll see you on Thursday."

"Alright."

Yuki watched the seven members of the host club leave. She let out a sigh of relief. 'At least they didn't see the marks.' She thought to herself as she went back inside. She went back to her painting. She looked at it and let out a sigh, she added more color to it.

A girl came up to her. "Yuki-kun."

Yuki blinked a few times and looked at her. "Yes?"

"What is that a picture of?"

"Oh it is a picture of where I grew up at in Kyoto."

"You really miss it there don't you?"

Yuki smiled a sad smile. "Yes, but it was best for me to come here. Since the programs here are better."

"Do you think I could request you on Thursday?"

Yuki smiled. "I don't see why not."

The girl smiled.

"I will see you on Thursday." Yuki said.

"Kay."

Yuki watched the girl go back to her painting. Yuki shook her head and cleaned up her booth. Little that she knew someone was watching her carefully and had seen the bloody bandages that were wrapped around her arms. Yuki put her things in her bag. She went over and washed her hands and then went back to her booth where her button up black shirt, red tie, and white jacket sat. She put her black button up shirt on, then the tie, and then slipped her jacket on. She walked out of the room. (Me: Now who could be standing there waiting for her.) She saw Kyoya waiting for her. "Kyoya-sempai? What are you doing here?"

"I thought I would talk to you for a few moments Yuki." He said pushing his glasses up his nose causing them to glint.

Yuki blinked in confusion. "Oh what would you want to talk to me about Kyoya-sempai?"

"Just follow me I don't want no one to hear about what we are going to talk about Yuki."

Yuki nodded her head. "Alright." She said following him out of the school. "Now, Kyoya-sempai what did you want to talk about?"

"Those bandages on your arms... what were they from?" He asked being serious about it even far more serious then what Yuki thought he would be.

Yuki blinked a few times realizing that he had noticed before anyone else had. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"You are lying."

Yuki took a deep breath. "Now why would you say that?"

"Those bandages have to be there for a reason."

"Why would you care Kyoya-sempai, I am just a new student."

"Who is also part of our host club and it is my business."

Yuki shook her head. "It doesn't concern you Mr. Ootori." She said glaring at him. "I am my own person, I may work for the host club, but I agreed to it on my own terms not yours. Now if you excuse me I am leaving." She said brushing past him.

Kyoya grabbed onto her arm. "You need to tell someone if you are having problems Yuki."

"What makes you think I am having problems Mr. Ootori?" She said looking back at him.

"Just by the way you are acting now, plus with your family."

Yuki got her arm out of his hold. "Don't mention my family again Mr. Ootori." She hissed out. "I am leaving. I will see you on Thursday." She said leaving him behind.

Kyoya watched her go. "Yuki Yoshida you are indeed one strange person." He muttered to himself.

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Me: Well sadly this is the end of this chapter. It seems Kyoya has been thrown for a little bit of a loop.

Kyoya: I have not.

Me: My story and my plot so you are thrown for a loop. In the next chapter which club is our dear Yuki in? When will the host club find out that she is really a girl? Which host club boy will catch her interest? Only in a matter of time. Stay tuned for the second chapter and please review.

Kyoya: Please review because she won't leave me alone.

Me: -Grins- At least you aren't bothersome like some people are.

Kyoya: Says the woman with weird piercings.

Me: Hey that wasn't very nice. -sticks tongue out that has a metal bar through it- well anyways review and I will see you all at the next chapter.