A/N: Sorry, I meant to get this out sooner but I got the flu. It wasn't fun and I honestly couldn't even look at the computer screen without feeling ill. Anyway, THANK YOU to those that reviewed/added me to favorites and alerts. I ask that you all let me know what you think so I can improve on this story!

The twins were staring at me. Again. Ever since that day two weeks ago, they stared, stared but didn't speak. Those golden eyes followed me through the halls, in the limo, at the host club. The host club that a certain idiot blonde pulled me to every day after class.

I sat in the corner working on whatever homework I had every day as the boys… entertained their guests. But even then, the twins watched me. More than once I saw them whispering as they stared at me, something that made me extremely nervous as anytime I had seen such secretiveness from the twins it ended badly for the other person.

The other members of the Host Club had reacted to me in different ways. After Tamaki pulled me into the Music Room, spouting some nonsense about "daughters" and "daughter needs to make up with his sons!", he had basically left me on my own. Honey would come over to my corner everyday and offer me cake, Mori behind him. I always declined. Hurahi hadn't tried to speak to me after that first visit to the Host Club, instead seeming to stick close to the twins. And the last member, Kyoya, flat out ignored me. Something I actually appreciated…though I suspected the reason he did it was because he wouldn't gain anything by speaking to me.

"Kaoru, you need to be more careful," my brother said, grabbing his twin (I'm guessing Kaoru, though you can never be too sure with my brothers) and pulling him close, "it kills me whenever you get hurt."

"Oh, Hikaru, I promise I'll be more careful. I don't want you to hurt," Kaoru blushed, reaching up to caress Hikaru's cheek.

"Kaoru-"

"Hikaru."

I rolled my eyes, looking away from my brothers as the fangirls squealed. I really didn't see the appeal, even if they weren't my brothers I was pretty sure they wouldn't be my "type". Actually…I don't think any of them would be.

With that thought in my head, I slowly turned my eyes from one group to the other. Tamaki was, as usual, handing out compliments like candy. How any girl would take him seriously was beyond me. Honey and Mori were… well, Honey was eating cake and just being cute while Mori sat beside him silently. Once again, I didn't really see the appeal. Haruhi and his group were chatting. He was supposed to be the natural type, right? I guess I could see why some girls would like that. Personally, I think a better word to describe him would be boring.

That's when my eyes landed on the last member of the Host Club. Kyoya was, as always, typing away with his notebook sitting beside him. Actually, now that I think about it, I hadn't seen Kyoya with his own group of fangirls. Usually he was either working on something for the club or advertising some sort of merchandise.

Being lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice when Kyoya took his customary look around the club and saw me staring at him. His eyebrows rose as he stared back behind his lenses. I blinked, startled at being caught, and looked back toward my English homework with a blush on my cheeks. Great. One thing I had caught onto pretty quickly was that Kyoya was not someone to mess with. But, being who he was, it didn't really surprise me.

"Was there something I could help you with Hitachiin-san?"

I inwardly winced before glancing up. "I was just looking around, Ootori-sempia," I replied apologetically.

Kyoya's lenses flashed, "Ah, contemplating choosing a host?"

"Contemplating why I wouldn't," I replied.

"Well that's rude," my brothers said, suddenly appearing on either side of Kyoya. "When did you become so rude, Akira?"

"How would you be able to tell the difference? I could have always been like this," I muttered, once again looking down at my homework.

When there wasn't a response and I didn't hear anyone leave, I slowly looked back up. The twins stared at me, identical frozen expressions on their faces. What expression that was, I couldn't tell you. I hadn't seen it on their faces before. Kyoya had a small smirk on his face, looking from one twin to the other. "Well, isn't this interesting."

That was when the twins broke out of their trance. They shared a quick glance and moved so fast I didn't notice what was happening until each twin grabbed one of my arms and lifted me, carrying me out of the music room. "Wh- put me down! What are you two doing?!"

I continued to struggle, demanding that they let me go, but neither listened. Before I knew it, we were outside and they dropped me. "What are you two doing?" I demanded once again, safely back on my feet. I glared up into the eyes that were identical to my own.

"We are going to talk-"

"-and try to figure out-"

"-why you dislike us so much," the finished together.

I stared at them with disbelieving eyes before laughing bitterly, shaking my head. "I don't dislike you. I just don't know you."

The twins once again looked at each other, having some sort of conversation I wasn't able to decipher – which only managed to make me angrier than I already was. "The two of you never cared before, so why do you act like it's so important now?"

The twin on the left winced as the one on the right narrowed his eyes. "What exactly do you mean by that? We have never-"

"Hikaru," the twin on the left said softly, keeping his eyes on me and not looking toward his brother.

Hikaru cut off, a sneer on his face as he looked away and crossed his arms over his chest. Kaoru let out a sigh as he brought his hand up to rub against the back of his neck. "She's right."

Hikaru's head snapped around instantly, an incredulous look on his face. "She's what?!"

"She doesn't know us, just like we don't know her," Kaoru shrugged his shoulders still not looking away from my face. I felt myself flush from the attention. "What was it you said a few weeks ago? Just because we live down the hall from each other doesn't mean we know anything about each other?"

"Kaoru-!"

"So let's change that," Kaoru said, speaking over his brother. This time Hikaru didn't comment, instead turning his eyes to me.

I shifted uncomfortably at their stares, my mind working frantically. I had been watching them the last two weeks, I saw how they treated the girls in the host club. They were polite, they treated it like a game. The same way they treated everything. But they were nicer about it than they used to be.

And they were actually sitting here, asking me give them a chance.

It was something I used to fantasize about when I was little. That one day my brothers would actually want to be around me. That they would care when I was hurt or scared. When I was in elementary, there was a girl that got picked on constantly. One day, her older brother came to school with her one day and kept the other kids from picking on her. I had been so jealous of that girl. And the reason was because I had known, even back then, that my brothers would never do something like that for me.

But what if they were serious? Could we salvage a relationship after all this time?

"If this is a trick, I swear I'll find a way to get back at you," I finally muttered.

"No tricks," they both replied with matching grins. "Promise."