The doors opened and the anxious girls stampeded in, this must have been what Amaya was talking about. She waited till everyone was in. Then she walked in to see a pink room with couches and tables. There was tea being served and girls surrounded about six boys. Naara saw Tamaki with a bunch of girls, Kyouya writing in his notebook, and the twins holding each other in a certain way that was awkward. "Hmmm," she thought to herself. "What am I suppose to do here?" When Tamaki looked around he saw her standing there, and waved her over. She came over and was automatically whispered about. "I'm so happy you came!" he said and his eyes lighted up with pure joy. This was one thing that Naara had noticed about Tamaki. It didn't take much to excite him. "Have a seat," he motioned to the open spot by him.
Naara didn't care anymore. He had helped her not only once but twice. She would not be afraid because of what Amaya said. Besides it's just the new maids. They gossiped about many things. The truths and lies eventually all get mixed up together. She sat next to him, crossed her legs and put and lovely smile on her face. Many of the girls around her were glaring or clenched their jaws a bit tighter. Naara couldn't help but laugh a little at the how envious they were feeling.
"So how was your first day of the new year my beautiful angels?" Tamaki asked and then there was loud mumbling. Everyone was talking. Naara sat there silent. There were obviously too many girls there. He was incredibly popular. She sighed and walked up to where Kyouya was standing. "Having fun?" he asked, not even looking up from his notebook. "I can't stand to be in a huge group of girls," she looked around to see there were about three fourths of the girls from school here. "Well, what do you expect? He is the king," he was writing franticly. "Well then I guess this isn't the place for me then,"
Tamaki looked up from the group of girls to see where Naara went. He then looked at Kyouya and saw her there. He smiled but Naara could see the slight gloom in his eyes. He went back to talking to his girls. Naara watched from a distance. "You know Tamaki is the most popular host. It will be had to win his heart," he laughed. Kyouya was being evil again. "You know if you just stayed out of peoples business then you might be liked by more guys. You know like real friends and stuff?" Naara used each word trying to get him to break. "And if you were a proper lady instead of a tramp then we get a long," he said under his breath. She looked down at my watch wondering how much longer this insufferable mind numbing host club would take. A one minute left! Naara counted the seconds, and then it happened, four thirty!
"Tamaki, its four thirty," she smiled "You don't want these girls parents to be worrying what kind of host club would keep their precious daughters from going home now would you?" "But of course not, thank you so much for keeping track," he praised endearingly. "How was this possible, for him to not be mad at me for telling him lets go basically, but instead of being rude using a euphemism," Naara asked herself. The ladies left orderly after their goodbyes. Once they were all gone Tamaki asked Naara why she wasn't going home, out of pure concern. Kyouya looked at her to seeing if she could explain herself with revealing her secret he learned about earlier this week.
"Kyouya is taking me home in his limo," Naara blushed knowing how that sounded when what she really wanted was him to offer to take her home. "Really, Kyouya, I bet you have things that may be neglected if you do this," Tamaki said while cocking his head to the side. "Well if you like I'll take her home. I am sure it's on the way to my house," "Actually, Tamaki, her parents asked me to take her home on her first day so that she wouldn't get lost on her first day. Even though her parents could have a diver be sent and take her home, they say that she might end up making bad choices. "Oh, mom always thinks the worst of me," Naara laughed. "But if you really want to come to I think that would be okay? Right Kyouya," She looked into Kyouya's eyes to see if he cared and it didn't look like he did. "Okay let's go!" Naara pulled Tamaki outside before he or Kyouya could say no.
The driver pulled up and Kyouya told the driver that there would be an extra stop as he got into the limo. Naara got in and then looked at Tamaki to see if he was going to get in the car. He was hesitant and then slid in. It was quiet for a while. "So how far is your house from the school?" he asked trying to fill the ear numbing silence. "Not too far," she replied. "So Tamaki, how do you handle having all those girls at once?" "Well how can I not," he started, "they are never a trouble, but I can see why your intimidated by sitting there with so many girls. It gets competitive,"
"I guess," Naara sighed, "But why do you take them all on at once. If you divided you time with the girls it would be more interesting conversations and more Tamaki for them. They may get less time, but which would you rather have if you were one of the girls? Lots of time with a ton of girls so that you that you feel insignificant or some time with lots of attention and less girls?" "That's an interesting point, in its own way," Kyouya added, "That maybe taken into consideration. What do you think Tamaki?" "What a wonderful idea," he exclaimed. "He really does get excided easily," Naara thought.
The limo came to a stop. This was it. The new house that she would be living in for who knows how long. Naara paused for a second looking at this house for the first time in detail. It wasn't anything special. It was just another four story cream mansion with thousands of windows and a black roof. She shook her head to try to stop starring off. "Well Tamaki it was a pleasure seeing you again," Naara said. "What!" Tamaki yelled, "This is where Kyouya lives!" "Oh, ummm, yeah, well…," she stumbled to trying to find out a good way to put this. "He's my new step brother." She smiled try to shrug it off. "Well Kyouya and I have to leave, bye." "What!" Tamaki repeated. "What?" Naara asked impatiently. "That's what I'm asking you!" exclaimed Tamaki. "Fine, ask away. Kyouya if you have other things to do you know you can do them," Naara sighed. Kyouya nodded and got out of the limo.
"So, who, what, when, where, and why?" Tamaki questioned. "Okay," Naara started, "So my father was in business with Kyouya's dad. Well my mother was always liked his dad. They had an affair, or fell in love, or at least that is what they want to call it, and the only thing standing in their way was my dad. Kyouya's dad like Kyouya was manipulative. So what he did was he got a guy to kill him." Tamaki gasped.
"Yeah, it was hard to hear," she continued "My best friend Amaya found out the whole thing and my mother didn't like this. She said that if she ever told anyone she would be next. Well the only one she told was me and my mother was fine with that as long as I knew I could never say anything. I love my dad and all but right now as long as I'm living with them I'm going to keep my mouth shut. Once I move out I will chose what to do then. They eloped and then we moved just last week and I think that's about it"
Tamaki's eyes where wide and his mouth was dropped, he was defiantly in shock. He hugged her and started to tear up. "You may be the strongest person I know. How do you just poor out all of that and just shrug it off, no tears or anything?" Tamaki choked out. "It's fine. It's just the way my mother is. My brother and I got use to it a long time ago. It's just the way things are." Naara said in a monotone.
It was silent for a long time. Then Naara had to break it. "Well, I have to do home work and stuff. If you want your welcome to come in." she mumbled. "No, I should get home also," Tamaki said sadly. His voice dry and not as lyrical as it had been the first day at the super market. "Okay then I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Naara said leaving. Tamaki nodded then the driver drove on. Naara walked slowly up to her house and thought for a while about what he said. "How could he be so depress and it had nothing to do with him? Did he really care that much?" Naara thought.
She opened the door and walked into her house. She was welcomed by her favorite maid. "Where have you been?" asked Amaya. "You had me worried sick!" Her yelling was like the alarm clock that wouldn't turn off even if you hit the snooze button. "Remember, mom wanted Kyouya to take me home so that I didn't get into trouble?" Naara questioned. "I still don't know what she meant by that."
Before Amaya could say anything Kyouya came out of his room for a second to add his own two sense. "Well, well, well, what took you so long to get in? Did you and Tamaki have fun in the limo?" Kyouya insulted. "What are you trying to say there, brother," she emphasized the last word. Brother almost sounded like an insult. "Well, as you know I did some research and once a trap always a trap," Kyouya smirked. "I would never and if you really want to know what we were doing, it was talking and that's all!" she screamed. "And keep out of my business!" Kyouya asked, "Well, isn't someone just a bit defensive?"
This got Naara so upset that she wanted to kill him right there and she could do it too. She took the closest thing to her, which just happened to be a vase, and through it at him. He simply closed the door of his room and went back to his studies. A loud smash noise then Amaya sighed knowing that she would have to clean that up. "Damn it!" Naara screamed, "I can't wait to get out of this house!" Amaya looked at her mad. Naara thought she was mad she broke something or for some silly reason, but that wasn't it. She had figured out what happened with the comment of Tamaki and earlier figuring out that Kyouya was the vice president of the host club that she was questioning if Naara when to the host club. "Naara, you did not go to that club, did you?" yelled Amaya.
