A/N Another update! I started this on 12-15 so yeah...if this took me a while, blame finals. If it didn't take long, then blame my hyperness.

Kori: She owns nothing but me, Cole, my brother, Reese, Kari and Lissa.

"Cole?!"

"Hey there Kiki," he smirked and Kori glared at him.

"If I've told you before, I've told you a million times, stop calling me that," Kori growled and Cole's smirk grew larger.

"I didn't call you 'that'. I called you 'Kiki', Kiki," Cole teased again and Kori felt her blood boil with annoyance.

"God, you are such a smarta-"

"Ahem." Kori turned to see the headmaster looking at them. He had obviously been there the entire time. Kori's cheeks glowed bright red with embarrassment. Of course he would take the first chance he got to embarrass me. What are best friends for?

"Thanks for letting me see Kiki," Cole said, addressing the headmaster, his white smile filled the room with light while Kori snorted. So Cole had used his charm on the headmaster, huh? The headmaster smiled back, his face lightening up. And he fell for it...you've got to be kidding me.

"You are very welcome, young man. I do believe that you will be starting classes today. Would you like to stay with Kori throughout her school day?" Kori almost screamed out "NO!" when Cole smirked at her when he realized that she didn't want him to.

"Why, that would be just lovely!" Cole said and the headmaster smiled.

"Then it's settled. Kori, you'll be showing Cole around for the day." The headmaster declared and Kori didn't get a single chance to argue because by the time she had gathered her shocked thoughts, she and Cole were outside of his office.

Kori's POV

What the fuck?

When I got back to class that was my only thought as the entire class gawked at my best friend. Jesus Christ, I don't need this right now.

"Who is this Tanaka-san?" The teacher looked especially pissed off.

"Um...This is another new student and a friend of mine from America but he's a third year. He wanted to stay with me for the day though," I responded and Cole bowed, a charming plastered to his face. I could actually hear the girls sigh. Are you fucking kidding me?

"Hello, Sensei. My name is Davidson, Cole. Pleased to meet you," Cole said as he stood up and I almost snorted at his smile. Being his friend for so long had made me boy-charm proof. Cole handed him his papers and when Sensei had turned his back, Cole wiggled his eyebrows at me and I audibly laughed. Sensei turned around towards me and glared at me. Oopsie.

"Tanaka-san, you may go sit while Davidson-san introduces himself," he said sternly and I nodded and turned to go to my seat. After I sat down, I quirked an eyebrow at Cole's smile. He wiggled his eyebrows again as the teacher turned to write Cole's name on the board. I snickered at that and I knew that my eyes were still questioning him.

You gonna keep the Prince Charming act up?

It's very tempting. I think I just might.

"Do any of you have any questions for Davidson-san?" Hand seemed to pop up like daisies on a grave.

"How about the lovely lady in the back row, third seat to the left," Cole said casually and the girl stood, her face as red as a tomato.

"Are you part Japanese?" She asked, her cheeks growing redder as Cole smiled.

"I'm actually part German part Japanese," Cole responded and a lot of girls began whispering about his good looks. I simply looked at him like I saw him every other day. He had dirty blonde but there was more blonde than there was dirty. Cole's eyes were the color coal and his skin was pale. It had never really occurred to me that he was good looking but judging by the way the girl's were fawning over him, he probably was. How was I supposed to know anyway? We've been friends since I was in kindergarten and he was in first grade so he had always been the same annoying kid that he had been back then.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" A brave girl asked and I almost fell out of my chair.

"As a matter of fact, I do have a significant other."Cole winked and all the girls awwwwed and I just snickered. If they only knew the half of it. But why didn't he say their name. He never let a moment go by when he didn't flaunt the love of his life. I didn't have much time to ponder the question this because another girl asked another question.

"What are your hobbies?" Another girl asked and Cole shrugged.

"I like to practice my martial arts and play the saxophone," Cole responded and all the girls' eyes went misty. I rolled mine. They were all probably fantasizing something terrible.

"That will be all, Davidson-san," Sensei Yamamoto said and gesture for Cole to take the seat next to me. "I suppose you can go sit with Tanaka-san for today." Cole sauntered up to my desk, pulled out my chair, and sat down, a twinkle in his eye.

"So," he whispered to me as the lesson started again, "what were you learning?"

"Math," I managed to whisper and Cole quirked an eyebrow and I grimaced. "I just barely got out of answering a question written on the board. I'm sure that the teacher hates me now."

"I'm sure it's not-"

"Tanaka-san!" I looked up and saw the Sensei glaring at me.

"Yes?" I asked warily and he smiled at me but there was nothing happy about it.

"Would you please answer the question on the board?" I almost groaned aloud. Not this again.

"Seventy-eight." I looked over, startled, and saw Cole leaning back in his chair looking as relaxed as ever. I'm sure my face said it all as Cole just shrugged. Sensei Yamamoto's jaw tightened.

"Thank you for enlightening us with that answer, Davidson-san but next time, please allow Tanaka-san to answer," he said stiffly and he turned back to the board and I felt relief flood my body.

"Thanks Cole," I whispered and he shrugged again.

"Hey, if I let David's little sissy get bullied by a teacher, David is gonna flip shit," he replied and I giggled a bit. That did sound like something David would do.

"I suppose..."

Still Kori Bros

When the bell finally rang for lunch, I grabbed my bag and began stuffing papers and homework into it. Shoving my iPod into my pocket, I searched the desk for the one device I was missing.

"Looking for this?" I looked up and saw that Cole was holding up my phone. I made a grab for it.

"Give it back!" I demanded as Cole held it over my head.

"Come on short stuff!" Cole taunted and I growled at him.

"Damn your height!" I cursed and Cole slipped it into his pocket.

"Let's play tag! You're it!" Cole chanted and sprinted down the hall.

"Oh it's on bitch. It. Is. ON."

No One In Particular

The host club was having a perfectly peaceful lunch, talking to guests and eating their food when a sudden commotion burst into the lunchroom.

"Cole, you bastard! Gimme back my phone!" A girl with wild hair and angry grey eyes burst into the lunchroom right after a blonde haired boy who seemed to be running like all hell was after him.

"Never Kiki!" He shouted over his shoulder as he leaped onto a lunch table.

"Don't call me that!" The girl shrieked as she jumped on right after him. "I hope you know that I really fucking hate you right now!"

"Aw, I love you too!" Cole shouted back as he jumped to another table. The girl followed him, throwing food at him as he went.

"Get back here and give me my phone back you idiot!" The girl yelled as Cole blocked every single one of her food canons with a tray he had grabbed.

"Stop throwing food! It's a waste and you know it!" Cole yelled back as he hopped from table to table until he reached the host's table, gaining a lead as the girl almost tripped. As she ran towards the table and grabbed a tray from someone.

"I'll be borrowing this," was all she said as she grabbed it and used it as a sled to slide underneath the table where the host's were at. Jumping up at the end, she found Cole only halfway through the table. "Gotcha!"

"Not quite Kiki," Cole said as he began backing up. Kiki groaned as she hopped onto the table.

"Gimme the damned phone back already!" She yelled as Cole continued to back up, grinning like a lion while the entire lunchroom watched the two in awe. Did these two have no shame?

"You'll never take me alive!" He shouted defiantly and Kiki threw a bowl of soup at Cole's face from a certain Frenchman but missed and hit a very tall senior.

"Thank goodness I brought my body bag today then," Kiki responded only to be hit square in the chest by a plate of spaghetti.

"I'm sure your father would love a picture of this!" Cole said as he held up Kiki's phone, making the girl growl.

"I have no regrets!" Kiki yelled as she tackled her best friend. They both fell to the ground, breathing hard. "Now, give me back my phone you fucktard."

"Fine, fine, fine. Just don't hurt my hair," Cole whimpered as Kiki took her phone back. Jumping up in the air, Kiki shouted triumphantly.

"Yes! My sweet, sweet cell phone, how I missed thee!" Kiki said dramatically and then her eyes fell on the table they had just run over. (More like decimated.) "Oopsy." Cole let out a low whistle when he looked at their handiwork.

"Well, this is worse than freshman year at Packard's," Cole murmured and Kiki nodded. They were about to burst into gut-busting fits of laughter until Kori saw the tall senior begin to stand up.

"Shit. We are so screwed," the girl said, sweat beginning to form on the back of her neck.

"What would a wise person say in a situation like this, Kori?" Cole asked and Kori gulped as they backed away as the senior began walking towards them.

"Um...how about, 'Run like fucking hell'?" Kori questioned and Cole nodded.

"That'll work," Cole replied as they both ran as fast as possible away from the devastation they had caused.

With the Hosts

"Wow, she has a really good arm, huh Takashi?" Hunny asked his cousin as he began wiping the soup off his face.

"Ah." His usual monotone was laced with a bit of anger and curiosity. Who was that girl?"

"Kyoya, wasn't she the new girl in our class?" Tamaki asked and Kyoya simply pushed his glasses higher up on his nose.

"Yes. That is Nokoribi Tanaka, daughter and heir to Tanaka enterprises," Kyoya responded. "That was her family friend, Cole Davidson, son of the owners of Davidson Law Firm."

"So she is an aristocrat," the twins said in unison and Kyoya nodded.

"She seemed to be really full of energy," Haruhi said thoughtfully.

"During math class, she seemed completely out of it," Tamaki put in.

"She's definitely,"

"Strange," the twins said.

"She definitely seemed like she was having fun, ne Takashi?" Hunny asked his cousin.

"Hai."

Back With Our Brainless Heroine

"That was scary," I breathed as Cole and I finally came to a stop in the rose gardens. I began picking off pieces of noodle and sauce off of my shirt as I gulped in the air greedily.

"Which part? The one where you were chasing me or the part where that giant was about to banish us to hell?" Cole asked and I smacked his arm.

"The second one. The first one was only scary for you, stupid," I responded as I looked around after catching my breath.

"Yeah well, you've never been chased by yourself while you're angry, have you?" Cole answered snappishly. I rolled my eyes at his attitude.

"I hope you realize what you just said made no sense whatsoever," I laughed as we walked on.

"Really? I thought it made completely perfect sense," Cole said and I shrugged.

"Whatever floats your damned boat, Cole," I grumbled as we continued walking through the gardens. "So what're you doing here do early? I though you weren't transferring until next month?"

"Yeah well, I played the Daddy Card and it worked pretty well," Cole answered grimly and I sighed.

Cole and Mr. Davidson didn't exactly see eye to eye. While Cole loved animals and went vegetarian, Mr. Davidson loved to hunt and was an avid steak eater. Mr. Davidson had the strongest love for classical while Cole would rather listen to Pierce the Veil. Cole's idea of fun is skipping school and fooling around in a park when Mr. Davidson found history lectures enthralling. But the biggest clash the two had was about their political parties. Mr. Davidson was a Republican while Cole was a Democrat. They often dragged me into their arguments that always ended with me saying, "I'm from the 'I-don't-give-a-shit' party." He must have paid dearly to play the Daddy Card.

"What did he make you do?" I questioned and Cole sighed running a hand through his hair.

"He won't let me see You-Know-Who for two weeks," Cole responded and my mouth went into an 'O' shape. So that's why he wasn't talking about his little shooting star. His eyes hid a sea of emotions when he talked about his lover.

"I am so sorry, Cole," I whispered and he shrugged.

"It's okay. At the most, my Dear is alright without me for a while," Cole said dramatically and I rolled my eyes. Of course he comes up with a new nickname for his lover.

"I'm sure Dear is," I said sarcastically and Cole punched my arm softly.

"I think it's an adorable nickname," Cole reasoned indignantly and I laughed. I knew that "Dear" would despise that nickname like every other one.

"I think it's absolutely despicable," I responded and it was Cole's turn to laugh and I couldn't help but join him.

"S'pose you're right," Cole chuckled and I nodded. We ended just walking around and talking until the bell rang for the end of lunch. My next subject was gym for all girls so Cole would be completely free to do whatever.

"You sure you don't want me to ask if I can get out of gym?" I asked Cole and he shook his head.

"It's okay. I wanted to explore anyway," Cole said as he walked away, waving back at me. Sighing, I headed towards the changing room.

NOBODY IN PARTICULAR

Cole was simply walking in an outdoor hallway when it happened. He had left Kori alone back at her gym class when the girl fell in his path. But if you asked him, she just fell from the sky.

"Ah!" Cole was surprised when in one second he was holding and apple he had bought from the cafeteria, the next he was holding a pretty young lady.

"Oh um...hello there," Cole greeted her as he set her upright and standing. She was blushing furiously.

"Um, I'm, uh, sorry Cole-sempai," the girl stammered and Cole quirked and eyebrow.

"You know me?" He questioned and she blushed an even deeper red.

"You're the new student's friend, right?" She asked and Cole nodded, slightly confused until he heard giggling. Turning his head to the left, he found a group of girl giggling and hiding behind a pillar in the outdoor hallway. "I'm in her class."

"Oh," Cole replied, not sure of what to do.

"I'm sorry about falling into you. My friends accidentally pushed me and asked me to talk to you and oh I'm rambling," the girl babbled and Cole sighed. Time to play Prince Charming.

"It's quite alright, really," Cole responded, flashing a blindingly white smile. She flushed an even deeper red. (If that were possible.)

"Oh, um, okay," she squeaked as Cole took her hand and kissed her hand.

"I am quite sorry for no preventing you fall. You are quite a lovely lady. If only my heart wasn't taken by another," Cole said as he released her hand and began walking away. She stared, dumbfounded by the newcomer and even when her friends ran over to ask, she was muted by his subtle charm. Unbeknownst to both, a certain blonde was hiding behind a pillar away from them.

GYM CLASS

I sat there, looking around at all the girls. We were supposed to pair up for stretches and luckily for me, I didn't know anyone. Yay. I ended up waiting for our teacher so she could assign me to someone. Before she could though, a girl volunteered. She looked nice enough until she opened her mouth.

"So you're the new student that everyone is talking about," she said and by the tone of her voice, I could tell this conversation wasn't going to end well.

"Really? I haven't noticed," I responded sarcastically, abandoning any thoughts of becoming her friend. The girl sneered at me.

"Well you definitely act like some hot shot especially after your stupid stunt today in the lunchroom," she hissed as she held my legs down for my push-ups. I noted that her grip was a lot tighter than a person would normally hold another's legs.

"I think I performed splendidly though, you must also thank my wonderful friend, Cole, for part of our act. He did steal my phone in the first place," I responded, sarcasm dripping from my voice. She finally let go of my legs and walked away, her head held up high. I looked down at my ankles and saw two red handprints where her hands were. What did I do to deserve this?

"Okay ladies, we're running today," the coach announced and there were audible groans all around. "Don't give me that. Now get to the track and start; you must complete eight laps or you'll stay after class." Grumbling and whining was all I heard as we walked towards the track. I was about to start when the coach called me over.

"Yes ma'am?" I said as I came over and she glanced around.

"Listen, I know that you didn't want any special treatment and all that but I know that you've been sick alright. If you start feeling bad or anything, come over and tell me because I don't want any barf on my track," coach said keeping her voice low and I laughed. Of course she knew I was sick; it had made national news for a bit.

"I'm completely okay so there's no need for you to worry. I'll make sure to tell you if anything happens, Coach," I replied happily and she smiled at me.

"Great. Now get running otherwise you'll be kept after class," Coach said and I laughed. Running back to the track, I realized that the girl from earlier was waiting for me.

"Oh, you again. What do you want?" I questioned as I started jogging. She kept up with me and glared.

"To know why you didn't apologize to Mori when you threw that bowl of soup at his face," she hissed and I groaned.

"You mean the tall guy that got hit with my bomb a la soup? Not my problem," I replied as I tried to pull away from her. She was getting tired and thankfully, I was prepared to just sprint away and then jog in comfortable silence without her incessant babbling.

"It is your problem because the girl's of the Host Club Fan Club are angry and I am vice president," she said proudly. A fan club for a club. I thought those only existed in anime…

"Listen," I began as I slowed to a stop, "I don't give a shit. In fact I don't even care if you're president of the United States of America. I threw a bowl of soup at a dude's face. Whoopdy-doo! Sue me. Bitch at me later because I have two miles to run. Now bye!" I ran off.

"You'll pay for what you did!" She screamed at me and I turned around, stopping a good twenty feet away from her.

"I dropped the fuck I was going to give!" I shouted back at her and kept on running. All of this because of a bowl of soup. Damn. Maybe I should've thrown a piece of bread at him instead. At least then it wouldn't have broken tableware.

"Hey Takashi, it's that girl from lunch!" The hell. That sounds like a five year old. What would a five year old be doing in a high school gym class? Wait…the girl from lunch. That must be me but who was close enough to have remembered my face? I vaguely remember a little blonde thing sitting at the table where I had picked up the soup bowl. Ah, fuck.

I stopped and turned around and saw the tall guy that I had thrown the soup at and the short thing hanging on his back. Oh for fuck's sake. God, you must really enjoy screwing with my life. Do you enjoy this? Do you really? Because I don't. I really don't like it. It kinda pisses me the fuck off. Especially in instances like this. I would really appreciate less hands-on action. Okay, that came out wrong.

"Oh hell no," I murmured as the two began walking towards me. Turning around as fast as possible, I began running for dear life, praying that for once I would be able to outrun somebody taller than me. Thankfully, my prayers were answered and before he could say a word to me, I had made it about half a lap ahead of him. And it was my eighth lap. Double score! I ended up walking the rest of the way since the boy's class was leaving already and I felt relief flood my body as they walked into the building. Then I felt reality catch up to me when I realized that the tall guy was talking to my coach who then waved me over.

"Ah fuck me," I sighed as I jogged on over. "What did I do?"

"Apparently these young men were trying to talk to you a while ago," the coach started and I shifted from foot to foot, nervous because of how tall the guy was. He looked über pissed. I bit my lip when my eyes connected with his. They seemed like they held a calm kind of anger. The kind that scared me a lot.

"Um…yeah. I just wanted to finish my laps first," I lied trying to sound happy. I threw in a small, fake smile. That and you felt like a guilty fucker.

"No I'll leave you three alone so you can talk. Come inside when you three are done," Coach said as she left and I glared daggers after her. My brain was screaming for me to call after her and say: "Don't leave me!"

"Koko-chan," I turned my attention back to them and looked down immediately. The little one didn't scare me whatsoever. But the tall one…he reminded me of him.

"Tanaka-san." A shadow fell over me and I looked up to see tall guy took a step towards me. I gulped and prayed that I didn't look intimidated. Summoning my willpower, I looked up at him and tried not to freak out.

"Y-yes?" I asked and mentally slapped myself. If he didn't think I was weak yet, I bet he did now.

"The Host Club asks that you formally apologize to Takashi." So short stack was a big talker unlike his tall companion.

"No." The word flew from my brain, to my tongue and out of my mouth before I could think. Knowing I made a grave mistake, I made no move to make it seem like it was. The giant's glare intensified.

"If you do not then you will pay dearly," the short stack said, a dark aura surrounding him. What the fuck?

"No force on this planet would force me to do something that insane. I refuse to apologize. Not my problem you can't duck fast enough. It wasn't even meant for you. You were just in the way," I growled the words through gritted teeth. The tall guy looked angry.

"You've made a huge mistake." Those were the only words he uttered and then the two left. After they left, I deflated against the wall of the gym where we had been standing. Several minutes of breathing and relaxing later, I went into the girls' locker room to be met by the entire girl population of my gym class. (We shared the field with the guys apparently if you hadn't noticed.)

"What were you doing out there with Mori-san?" That girl from earlier again. I sighed and changed before answering.

"He asked me to apologize."

"Good. You deserve to feel asha- "

"I wouldn't do it."

"Eh -?!" Of course that was her reaction.

"I didn't say sorry. My pride won't allow it. I'll say sorry when I want to." The girls shifted uncomfortably and the lead one (the same one I have to thank for the beautiful new purple-yellow anklets) came up to me.

"You're going to be sorry you never apologized." And that's where my memory gets a bit fuzzy.

COLE'S POV

"What the hell am I doing here?" I looked at my surroundings. Like the rest of the school, the room was disgustingly pink and it was filled with expensive things. (Grand piano, vases, expensive furniture, chandeliers, etc.)

"You, sir, have been elected as a new host!" It was that blonde who kidnapped me! I jumped up and glared at him.

"What the hell am I doing here?" I yelled at him, grabbing his collar.

"Mommy, our son is using bad language!" I looked to the side to see a kid with raven colored hair and glasses.

"Bro, I am seriously sure that he is a dude," I said, releasing one part of his collar to point at him with one hand.

"Pardon Tamaki-sempai. He has this thing where he calls us all his family." I released "Tamaki-sempai" and looked to the side to see a very petite brown-haired "guy".

"Um…okay. Now I need to leave before Kori flips shit. If you don't mind," I began to walk away but all my exits (which was, in reality, on door) were blocked by this one tall guy. And he was the guy Kori flung soup at during lunch. Ah shit.

"Or I could stay. I could totally stay." I said as I sat down on one of the sofas. I'm usually not scared. In fact, it's usually David who's scared but right now, I was scared shitless. Kori, please save me.

KORI-CAM (See what I did there?)

Where on Earth was Cole? Wait – never mind; I don't want him seeing me like this. I staggered over to the mirror to see how bad the damage was. I had a black eye, a scratch down my cheek and bruised knuckles. Thankfully, they hadn't managed much before the bell otherwise I wouldn't be able to walk right now.

"Ouch, that hurts," I whimpered as I tried to bandage my hands with some medical tape I found in a first aid kit in the bathroom. Rich people bathrooms are awesome. After finishing taking care of myself, I retrieved my phone out of my backpack and decided to call Cole since I hadn't seen him out in the gym lobby. He picked up on the first ring.

"Kori?"

"Oh thank cotton candy! I thought you were being raped by someone! Where are you?"

"I was kidnapped by some Host Club thing." I felt the color drain from my face.

"You were what?!"

"Yeah…apparently charming a girl counts as a skill here."

"That counts as a skill everywhere dumbass!" I started packing my stuff and checked the clock. I had two periods of free time because I ignore history class and because my last class actually was free period.

"Whatever. Just come and save me because these people are scary. Hey! Give that ba-"

"Cole? Well, shit." I hung up and then checked my texts. Lissa, Lissa, Cole, Lissa, Cole, Cole, Cole. My fingers froze when I saw something that literally scared every piece of bravery I possessed out of my body. It was from David.

I just landed. Heading over to your school now. \^o^/

Well…I'm fucked.

A/N *rises out of coffin*

I'm alive!

XD So I know I've been gone for a while. No real excuse other than finals and being sick. Yeah. Oh, that and laziness. But I was seriously sick. I had a fever and shit at the same time as food poisoning. Some idiot left soup laying out and we all know that you're not supposed to re-refrigerate things after they've been left out. Right? Well, I forgot and tried to eat it. I managed to eat about five bites, feel queasy, and then lay down for hours until I finally threw up. Yup. My vacation sucks ass.

So what about y'all? How was Christmas? Merry Christmas! Happy New Year's! Happy Hannakuh! Happy Holidays! LOLOLOL

Anyway, I love you all!

Oh, and I really want a lot of reviews so my self esteem doesn't get any lower than it already is. Because it's low. Like…really low. Yup. SO review. And follow. And favorite. To make me happy. Because I like being a happy little fucker.

Kori: Just do it. That way she'll write more.

You just want the TakashiXKori fluff to come faster.

Kori: *blushes* I hate him!

Oh really. *wiggles eyebrows*

Cole: *facepalms* Just do all the good stuff so these two don't attack each other.

All: BYE!

PS I will be writing a whole lot in first person (Kori) because I don't feel like 3rd person is a feel a want for this story. And it makes Kori sound waaaaaaaaaay too smart. (Kori: Hey!) XD BYE