Hello everyone, I'm back with a new chapter...
CHAPTER TWO
"Good afternoon, my ladies. It is time to introduce the newest host in our club!" Tamaki stood at the centre of the room, smiling at the girls, who swooned and squealed (ugh). "Actually, might I say, newest hostess, because she is female. Everyone, meet Kosume Kiyoko, the Tsundere type!"
An irk mark appeared on my forehead as I heard that last bit. Tsundere? That's what all my old friends called me. I AM NOT A TSUNDERE, FOR GOD'S SAKE! Still, I stepped up next to Tamaki and faked a smile.
"Hi everyone, you can all call me Kiyoko. Erm, guys can request me, but if you girls need a talk or some advice, you can come to me too. Thanks...?"
That was so awkward... I didn't know what to say at all. At least I didn't have to talk to guys today because no one knew about me - phew, I didn't know if I would snap at the guys since I hate them. But considering how much gossip spreads around, I'd be very busy tomorrow. Oh great...
"Um, Kiyoko-san?" My head automatically whipped up towards a new voice at my table. "D-do you mind if I sat and talked to you?" Up to that point, I had been doing my homework because most of the girls has flocked to the guys.
"Oh, sure. Here, sit down." I neatly stacked away my worksheets and patted the spot next to me. I always tended to be nicer at first, especially to girls.
"W-were you busy? I'm sorry I interrupted you." This girl had shoulder-length blonde hair, and shy green eyes.
"Not really, I was just doing my homework because none of the other girls wanted to talk to me." I faked another grin. These smiles get better all the time.
"Well, I wanted to ask you about something. You said you give advice, right?" Her eyes sparkled. I just nodded. "U-Um, I l-like this guy in my class, and I don't know if he likes me too."
"Hmm... I'm not really any good with these girly things, but if you tell me a bit more I might be able to give a few hints." I feigned interest and leaned towards her, hands cupping my chin.
"We're really good friends, and he does nice things for me all the time, like hold the door for me or smile at me for no reason." She blushed. "I really like him."
"I think you should tell him your feelings, it sounds like he likes you too. If things don't go as planned and he says no, make sure to tell him to forget the whole thing and continue to be friends. It's up to you how you do it though." I shifted uncomfortably. My old friends were all 100% non-girly, like me, so I didn't have to deal with anything like this.
"Thank you so much, Ki-chan! You've helped me a lot, thank you!" She stood up excitedly and bowed.
"It was nothing." I stood as well, I signalled for her to go first, pretending to be nice. "No one has said thank you to me in a long time..." Well, that's how they wanted me to act, but my last statement was true...
"Kya! Ki-chan's tsundere side! So cute!" She squealed girlishly, then rushed off. "Bye Ki-chan!"
"Ki-chan? The hell?" My face immediately changed from kind and caring to annoyed and slightly disgusted. "Girls here are so... girly."
I managed to stay alive for the whole club time, and had basically completely finished all of my work.
"Alright lovely ladies, I'm sorry but it's time to close the club, please visit again tomorrow!" Tamaki said, as a chorus of groans ran through the room.
I stood at the door, smiling - fake - as the last of the customers trickled out. When they were no longer in sight, I slammed the door as hard as I could. "Good riddance to those annoying girls." I muttered.
"How could you?! They aren't annoying at all, their loveliness and adorable smiles-" Tamaki cried, hand on his chest.
"Ew, spare me the story."
Just after I uttered those words, the door to the room opened and everyone immediately got into their positions, whereas I just stood there, a little apart from the others. I instantly recognised the girl-in-disguise from my class, another honour student - Fujioka Haruhi.
I sighed and went to the hidden piano, examining and then cleaning it thoroughly while Tamaki sprouted more nonsense. I only looked up from the instrument from I heard a crashing sound - the expensive-looking vase was in pieces on the floor. Uh oh...
~Normal POV~3rd Person~
Haruhi shook as she was informed that she'll be the club's 'dog' until she paid off her debt. Holy, that vase was 8 million yen. How many thousands is that? Just then the girl who talked to her before - and was the only one who knew she was a girl - walked over.
"I feel sorry for you, Fujioka. Now you're in the same position as I am." She smirked a little and put a hand on Haruhi's shoulder.
"Eh?! You're blackmailed into working for this club too?" She frowned.
"Blackmailed is a rather nasty word, Fujioka-kun." Kyoya was writing in his little book - again - and didn't bother to look up.
"Then, bribed?" Kiyoko sneered.
"Bullied?" Haruhi blinked.
"Threatened?" The list went on, until Kyoya couldn't stand it anymore.
"Okay, you can stop now. I suggest you both go home to get a good rest because we'll be working you both very hard from tomorrow onwards."
The girls looked at each other and pulled faces. "Right. Kiyoko-san, do you want to walk home together?"
Kiyoko was surprised, to say the least. No one has asked her to walk home together before.
"Okay, I guess..."
"Where's your home? Mine's just 'round the corner." Haruhi smiled.
"Me too." The walk had been mostly quiet, but it hadn't been awkward. They turned the corner and walked for a bit before they both stopped.
"My apartment is here." They said in sync.
"No way..." Haruhi deadpanned.
"Don't tell me..." Kiyoko jaw dropped. "We live in the same building."
"I live in Number 4."
"Number 5."
Haruhi chuckled and even Kiyoko managed a half-smile.
"Well, Fujioka, see ya tomorrow."
"Bye."
~Kiyoko's POV~1st Person~
Well, this is interesting. I can hardly believe that I live next door to someone from school, who has the same fate as me. I watched as she gave me one last wave and swung the door shut. A sigh escaped from my mouth and I slowly opened the door to my apartment, peering into the gloom before stepping in, darkness enveloping me.
This place felt so... lonely. Heh. I laughed bitterly. You'd think I would've gotten used to being lonely by now. I trudged into my tiny room, throwing my bag onto the floor before flopping onto my mattress, one of the only things I bought for my apartment. I didn't feel like dinner today and homework was already finished, so I just lay on the bed, listening to the sound of my watch ticking and presumably Haruhi next door.
As the time neared midnight, I finally fell asleep, dreaming of an annoying girl dragging me shopping - TORTURE - and being forced into pink bikinis - DOUBLE TORTURE. There were also the usual nightmares - memories from the past that were too painful to think about. The dreams finally ended at around 6:00am, and I woke with a yawn.
It was a new day.
Ah, this one's slightly short, but it'll have to do.
