Hikaru pov:
"Oh come on Hikaru. She'll like you eventually," Kaoru said, resting his head on his brother's shoulder.
Suddenly their door opened and a black haired boy spun in the air landing next to them.
It was third former Daichi Knoozakiwa. He was a little overbord but he was a valuable member of the host club. He was responsible for finding out all the gossip on the girls that they serve. They called him their News Reporter.
"What are you doing here, Daichi Knoozakiwa?" Kaoru asked, his patience running thin with this 3rd former. He was just like Tamaki when the twins first met him.
"I have some Gossip on Ai Mizuki. But if you don't wanna hear it I'll be on my way," Daichi said, slowly walking away, looking behind to see if one of the twins would call him back.
He smirked when he saw Hikaru stand up and reach for his shoulder.
"What is it?" Hikaru said.
"I have gossip on Ai mizuki!" Daichi said again, pressing his finger to his lip and blowing a kiss to the twins.
The twins rolled their eyes at the over expressive boy.
"Well give it to us then," Hikaru said, his voice desperate.
"She likes Cheesecake with extra strawberries," Daichi said in his 'News Reporter Voice.'
The boys sighed.
"Is that all you could find out?" Hikaru groaned, banging his head on the table.
"Well excuse me. Its hard finding things about a girl who hates your guts. I also found out she likes the colour red."
"Daichi I sometimes wonder why Tamaki allowed you to be a member of The Host Club," Kaoru said, his hazel eyes rolling.
"After all what is a club without its Reporter?"
Miori's pov:
She glanced at the boy sitting next to her. She had a big crush on him and he could tell he had a crush on her. Her lovely milk chocolate skin was free of any blemishes and her eyelashes were extra long today. She had fake eyelashes thanks to her mother. Miori Hanazaki. Second Former. Daughter of Hana Hanazaki famous for making the makeup line Honey Love. Miori adored her mother but her father not so much. Her father made the ciggerett company Smoking Clouds.
She sighed.
"Are you okay?" The boy said.
"O-Oh Michidou . I'm fine. I'm just bored that's all," Miori said, waving her hands.
"Well how about I take you to see the host club?" Michidou said.
"Uhm.. I don't like the hostclub. They're so stuck up don't you think?" Miori said, smiling slightly at the brown haired boy.
Michidou looked pretty simple for a member of a wealthy family. His family onwned some of the most famous Libaries including Sanahishi Library. Then again, his family did look a bit simple so really he fit into the line of simplicity.
"I think so too. I don't see why they're so popular. They're just a bunch of fakes trying to get every girl to like them. I like you Miori. Why don't you stay with me for the rest of the day?" Michidou said.
Miori's heart fluttered.
He said he liked her. But she was sure he just ment her personality. After all who would like a girl like her.
Ai's pov:
'Mother what would you do? I have a boy who likes me. But I hate his guts. I wonder if you and father were like that. Wait. No. I don't want to end up marrying Hikaru. He's nothing but a fake. I miss you and father. I'll come back to you as soon as I graduate. I promise you.'
As Ai stopped thinking the door swung open.
"AI AI AI! I have a date with Michidou!" Miori yelled, throwing herself at her best friend.
Ai shrugged her off and sighed.
"Is that so Miori. Good for you. Now if you can stop bothering me I have to go back to doing nothing," Ai said, laying on her back and loking up at the celing.
"Oh for goodness sake Ai. Don't you get bored of doing nothing. Sure you're a commoner and all but still.."
"Miori your pissing me off leave me alone. Your becoming a spoilt brat and I don't like it one bit. Come back when you have your attitude straightened," Ai said, getting up and walking away.
Ai walked down the long corridor. On every windowsill she saw happy couples talking. She hated this school at times.
"AI!" a familiar voice echoed through her ears.
She shed and tried to blend in with the crowd, her long brown hair covering her face.
An arm went around her shoulder.
"Hey Ai why don't you walk with me to your next lesson. How about I carry your books for you huh?" Hikaru asked taking her bag anyway.
Ai sighed and let him do as he pleased. There was no arguing with Hikaru today.
Hikaru was surprised when she let him even touch her slightly. He smiled to himself he was getting to her. He knew he was.
Soon they reached Class Room number 6.
The door opened and everyone was staring at Ai and Hikaru.
"T-thanks for taking my books," Ai stuttered, taking her books from him and hurrying to her seat.
She saw Miori with Michidou, her head resting on his shoulder. She scoffed. and got her books out and like always ignores what the teacher says.
The day soon ended and Ai couldn't wait to go back to her apartment. But at the corner of her eye she noticed a black haired boy following her. She knew who it was. Daichi from the host club the snotty so called 'Reporter'. What was he trying to do now? She walked quicker hoping to lose him, but if anything he came closer. She smirked and decided to go down a lane she didn't know. She got lost in the crowd and the boy stopped looking around for her. She sighed and rested her head on a lamppost.
"Phew that was close."