"What do you want Ootri?" Misaki's voice took a bitter end as she stood in front of the famous shadow king. She being a fellow classmate had found herself (unfortunately) cornered by him. As if it wasn't bad enough she had to see his and fellow 'host king', she was now forced to have a discussion with him. Though, she did admit some part of her was curious of what Kyouya wanted exactly. He wasn't one to reach for conversations unless it benefitted him.

Her family company: Hanabusa was a toy making factory. Nothing from her benefitted him from what she could do or at least what her family business could do.

"I have a request" He stated simply as he raised his glasses, the speckles glinting.

"What is it?"

"I want you to play music for the host club"

"Music?" Misaki repeated, furrowing her eyebrows before shaking her head. There's no way he could of figured it out, only Kaguya knew the secret and she wasn't one for giving secrets. She probably couldn't if she tried- with her utterly shy and timid nature. "Why would you want me to play music?"

"I've heard your quite good at it" he smiled, and Misaki narrowed her eyes. He was mocking her.

"Well you've heard wrong, I don't play any kind of music. I don't even like music"

'At least, not anymore' Misaki thought distastefully. Kyouya just chuckled much to her confusion and irrtation.

"We both know that is not true Hanabusa-san" his voice was pleasant but there was a cold undertone to it, Misaki couldn't help the shiver that raced passed as Kyouya smirked- once again fixing his glasses. Misaki narrowed her eyes, he definitely knew more than he was letting on and she had to find out what.

"If…" Misaki trailed off. If there was a chance that Kyouya didn't know anything and was bluffing, he will know. She had to phrase this question correctly. "If I were to come in and play Oorti- what exactly would I be playing now?"

She had tried her best to keep her voice mocking but there was a quiver under it all and she knew she blew it. Ootri wasn't the type to miss something like that.

"What kind of music?" Kyouya clarified with a smirk as he fixed his glasses. "Your specialty of course: the piano"

Misaki flinched.

"Why... why would you think i am any good with the piano?" her nervous laughter rang throughout the room. Though she knew this was game-over. Kyouya knew who she was- or at least, what she once was.

"You are after all" Kyouya started to answer, unaffected by her nervousness. "The prodigy pianist: Hanabusa Misaki"

"Mi-chan is sure late…" Kaguya noted as she stood beside the classroom door. Everybody had long gone disappeared for lunch and like any usual day, she was waiting for Misaki so they could eat lunch together. She sighed, feeling hungry as she looked at the lunch packed by Nitori-san.

'beep, beep'

Kaguya blinked hearing her phone before reaching into her dress pocket pulling out the dark blue phone.

"It's a text message" Kaguya observed, pressing 'accept' to read it.

To: Kaguya

From: Mi-chan

Sorry- eat lunch without me today, I have a pest to deal with

Kaguya stared at the message for a moment or so. She was confused, wondering what exactly her friend could be dealing with and what exactly this 'pest' is or perhaps who.

'A bug possibly? Maybe some notes? But why would it take all lunch to get rid of?' Kaguya questioned what possibly what Misaki have to get rid of as she entered the classroom. If she went anywhere else, she might not have enough time to eat and get back on time. It really would just be better if she was to eat in the classroom, besides- it's not as if anyone would be here.

Kaguya blinked as she found doe brown like eyes staring back at her.

"Ah, Sakugai-san" Haruhi stated surprised not expecting anyone to come in during lunch time. Kaguya bowed politely in return.

"Good evening Fujioka-san" She greeted before taking her seat.

"So you're eating in here today as well?" Haurhi asked, starting a conversation.

"Ah, y-yes" Kaguya nodded, as she turned her body so she could easily face Haruhi who was behind her. "M-M-M-Mi-chan is, is getting rid of something, and so I'm eating lunch alone today. Though I usually don't eat it in the classroom but if I go someplace else then it might to take to eat lunch and then come back on time for class-"

Kaguya flushed in embarrassment as she saw she was rambling, a nervous habit but it wasn't as bad as her stutters, which only appeared only a couple of times, thankfully.

"Don't you usually eat lunch with the host club Fujioka-san?"

"Well, I have to study and the lunch room is nosy" Kaguya nodded in agreement.

"With all the host costumers and there power of 'moe' right?" Haruhi chuckled but nodded as Kaguya inwardly applauded herself. She didn't stutter or stammer and not only that, Haruhi found it funny. "Um…s-so y-you s-study during l-lunch t-time too?"

"Sometimes" Haruhi answered as Kaguya inwardly sighed. She really needed to work on her stuttering. It appeared and then it disappeared- how confusing was that? Kaguya opened her lunch box. "Sakugai-san... Are you okay?"

"Of course I am" Kaguya answered swallowing some rice before turning to Haruhi once again, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well it's just yesterday... you ran out kind of fast" Kaguya blinked before sheepishly rubbing the back of her head.

"Mi-chan doesn't like for me to be late and when I am, she-" Kaguya pinched her cheeks, stretching them out before snapping it back. "-pinches my cheek like that and it hurts"

'Didn't you just do it too yourself...?' Haruhi thought with a sweat-drop as Kaguya ate an octopus wiener.

"Do you like your sister?" the question caught Kaguya off guard as she choked on the wiener. Haruhi quickly stood up, rushing over to assist Kaguya. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine" Kaguya answered as she rubbed her slightly sore throat before looking at Haruhi who was hovering over her. "W-why did you ask such a question?"

"About your sister?" Haruhi asked and Kaguya nodded. "It's just; you seemed really upset when your sister arrived"

"Well... I like my sister plenty" Kaguya reassured. "But I don't think Yuki-nee likes me all that much"

Haruhi hummed in thought as he prepared for the host club. Today's theme would be Arabian nights. While the members dressed in the beautiful silky and flowly outfits, Tamaki had tried to force Haruhi into the genie outfit.

However, because it might have easily gave away her secret, Haruhi was dressed in her school uniform. She didn't mind, in fact she was quite happy to do so, even though Tamaki and the twins were heavily upset Haruhi didn't wear the costume they all thought for her to wear. Haruhi thoughts weren't actually though upon the host club or the cosplay theme, in fact they were on Sakugai Kaguya.

"Well I like my sister plenty" Kaguya reassured. "But I don't think Yuki-nee likes me all that much..."

"Eh?"

"Yeah... but I really don't really deserve her love" Kaguya responded. "I don't deserve anyone's love- not after all the things I've done"

Haruhi, being naturally very curious had wanted to ask but seeing the sad look in Kaguya's eyes was unable to. It was obviously very touchy and Haruhi had the decency to not ask anymore however it didn't mean she was less curious. She found herself pondering about Kaguya's statement: "I don't deserve anyone's love- not after all the things I've done".

What did she mean she didn't deserve 'love'? And why did she think that way?

"Haruhi, wear the outfit papa chose for you!" Tamaki exclaimed holding up the two piece 'genie' costume and shooting straight through her thought process. Though she didn't mind much, she found that perhaps it was time she stopped thinking about Kaguya and the statement because while she was curious and perhaps a bit worried- it really was none of her business.

"No" Haruhi responded bluntly leaving Tamaki to sulk in corner.

Kyouya sighed watching Tamaki. He wasn't necessary worried about him and he would come out of his corner sooner or later. His mind was actually one Hanabusa Misaki who easily refused him. He had thought he had her and she would join but it seems that she was on intent on staying out of the host club. Though, he guessed it didn't matter if she refused- she would agree to it in the end. When rich folk want something, they tend to get it- especially if they were an ootri.

"Where is she!?" An angry yell raced through the host club as the door slammed open and in appeared… medusa.

Or at least someone who looked likes the famous mythological creature.

She was certainly unrecognizable with her hair hissing and her eyes frightening glowing. Her hands were in claws and tick marks were all over her skin as a vein pulsed out of her forehead. She was heaving as she stepped in the 3rd music room, her steps seemingly like stomps.

"H-hello p-princess…" Tamaki stammered, frightened but never less tried to put his charm on. Maybe he can charm her enough to get her to calm down. 'Medusa' turned toward him and he flinched as she stormed toward him and grasped his tie.

He stared wide-eyed into the eyes of Hanabusa Misaki.

"Don't play any games with me you idiotic king" Misaki hissed. "Where's that bitch?"

Tamaki trembled under her stare and realizing he was useless, Misaki huffed pushing him away. He stumbled a bit as he fell back to the ground.

"Sempai!" Haruhi exclaimed.

"Ah Tama-chan!" Honey cried out rushing over with the twins.

"Milord!" Hikaru and Kaoru stated. The two of them glared at Misaki as Honey made sure he was alright who was no longer paying mind to the 'king' but instead at Ootri who was calmly writing in his notebook.

"Ootri, where is she?" Kyouya looked up.

"I'm sorry, but the host club is not open yet" he stated. "I will have to ask you to leave until the doors open for costumers"

Misaki gritted her teeth as she banged her hand on the small table where Kyouya had his laptop and a cup a tea.

"Mi-chan!" A voice exclaimed before Misaki can say anything in response. The hosts turned to the door once again to see a girl. However she was drenched head to toe and her glasses were fogged to the point it was a wonder how she was to see anything as twigs and leaves decorated her hair.

"Kaguya, I told you to wait- damn it!" Misaki scolded as Kaguya heaved, leaning over her knees. Misaki sighed as she looked at Kaguya, her eyes softening. Misaki knew that Kaguya wasn't the most athletic, and she must have gotten tired chasing after Misaki who was quite athletic. "Are you okay?"

Kaguya who was still panting, found herself unable to catch her breath and raised a thumb's up to indicate she was fine.

"Ka-chan? What happened?" Honey asked looking at the girl crackled in mud. With the question, it reminded Misaki why she was here in the first place and a fire of anger erupted around her.

All members flinched when Misaki turned to them before she turned to Kyouya.

"That's right, where is she?" Kyouya sighed closing his notebook.

"Where is who?" Haruhi asked confused.

"Shirayuki" Misaki spat. "Where's the damn host princess?"

"Shirayuki-hime?" Tamaki asked standing up. "And what is that you want with our princess?"

"Payback" Misaki cracked her knuckles threateningly making Tamaki flinch backing up. Kaguya took a deep breath as she settled upward before she walked over grasping Misaki.

"Misaki, I'm really okay" Kaguya stated causing the dire around Misaki to die out much to the relief of the host club.

"Okay? Look at yourself!" Kaguya just smiled.

"I'm really okay" she reassured. "I just got muddy- it'll come out, besides" Kaguya looked down, clasping her hands together. "I deserved it"

Kaguya's voice was barely heard by Misaki who suddenly looked torn; torn between comforting a friend and beating up the one to cause her friend such misery.

'What?' Haruhi looked at Kaguya who smiled softly at Misaki. Misaki, from what Haruhi observed, was obviously quite important to Kaguya as she was not as shy or timid- in fact very open to her. But it wasn't really what Haruhi was focusing on but at the statement Haruhi had barely heard: I deserved it.

What did she mean by that?

"But-"

"Let's go, okay?" Kaguya cut off as she walked over grasping Misaki's hands. "I'm tired and a bit cold. Besides I don't think Yuki-nee is coming to Host club today"

"Alright, alright" Misaki caved in with a nod. "Let's go, Hisoka should be waiting for us at the front entrance"

Before anyone could say or do anything, the two walked out, Kaguya sending an apologetic smile before the doors shut close. It was silent for the time being as each host member tried to figure out what had just happened.