When I woke up I could hear yelling.
"We can't let her go back to her home!" Kyoya yelled.
His father yelled back, "I don't want a commoner staying at our home."
"She goes to my school," Kyoya replied.
"Kyoya will have her be his new maid," his mother suggested, "he does need a new one."
Kita I'm worried. U haven't texted me in a month. Last I heard u didn't need me getting u. What happened?
I was beaten really badly and disowned. Kyoya took me in and his father sent people to gather my items. They said you could come visit me if you would like to.
After the school day was over, Kyoya opened my door with an angry look on his face. "You have a visitor," he grumbled.
"Ume-chan," I smiled. I tried to sit up but failed. He quickly closed the blinds before taking his cloak off.
"Don't push yourself Kita-san," he ordered. Kyoya gagged before leaving.
"Try not to close the door," he groaned.
"I missed you Ume," I sighed. Ume pulled me into a hug and gripped me tightly.
"I cannot believe you're going to be a maid for him. The thought disgusts me," Ume crinkled his nose. All of a sudden we could hear yelling.
"Not all of you at once! She has enough visitors!" Kyoya yelled.
"Kita-kun," Mitsukuni peered in with tears in his eyes, "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault!" The older, small boy ran over and jumped in my lap. Ume had moved off of my lap at sat next to me.
"Taka-Senpai, could you please sit me up. I'm struggling to," I pouted.
"This is my fault," Takashi frowned as he sat me up.
"It's fine. You two didn't know that Oyaji would react so badly to me having people come over," I mustered a fake smile.
"You were told not to smile because it hurts your bruised ribs," Kyoya scolded.
"I heard there was a lovely lady in here," Tamaki entered the room.
"Senpai please don't make a fool of yourself," Haruhi groaned.
"Is this girl wearing Mommy's clothing?" Tamaki gasped.
"Taking a liking for your soon-to-be new maid, Kyoya?" Hikaru mused.
"Shut your damn mouth," Kyoya glared.
"Uh oh Mommy is mad now," Kaoru laughed.
"Would it be possible for Mr. Ootori to grab some of my clothing at my house?" I asked as Kyoya's shirt fell off my shoulders for what felt like the thousandth time.
"How can a girl with such large breasts have such tiny shoulders?" Ume joked.
"You are such an arse," I smacked Ume. The small activity made me feel weak. I slouched against Takashi, whom was sitting behind me to hold me up.
"How do you know Mori, Honey, and Nekosawa?" Kyoya questioned. I was about to answer when I noticed everyone's eyes on my chest.
"If everyone could stop staring at my chest that would be great. Childhood friends from different times," I shrugged.
Hikaru's face reddened, "Sorry, but could Kaoru and I take your measurements?"
"You have the figure Mother has been searching for. Slim with a large chest," Kaoru added.
"She'll pay you," Hikaru smiled.
"Why not?" I shrugged.
A week later and I could stand perfectly well. I had a cute maid uniform with long sleeves. I was cooking breakfast with two older maids when Mr. Ootori called for me.
"You wanted to talk to me Sir?" I opened the door to his office.
"I cannot find any background information on you. I have been searching for the past month. You simply don't exist," he frowned. I tugged on my sleeve.
"That's because I don't. Not under this name," I whispered.
"I was wondering how you got Kyoya and Tamaki to trust you so quickly. Normally they are both cautious. How did you do it?" he questioned me.
"They knew me before this all happened. They might not remember me, but they do," I shrugged.
"You may leave now," Mr. Ootori sighed.
The people of the house knew I attended the school as a boy and would help me. A couple of the maids would help me bind my chest every morning.
"Thank you all! Have a great day!" I waved as I ran out the door to Ume-Chan's waiting limo.
"Your chest is bound so efficiently now that you're staying here!" Ume joked.
Every host, besides Kyoya and Tamaki, knew I was a girl. They figured it out fairly quickly.
"Would you like to come to our house for the weekend?" Hikaru asked. Kyoya looked at me sideways.
"Please tell me you aren't going through with this," Kyoya sighed. Every host member, and myself as Kita, were going to the Hitachiin house today. The others were there to have fun. I was playing dress-up with their mother.
"Kita-San!" Yuzu-san called me, "I am so happy to have you with us!" I was separated from the hosts the second I was at the front door.
"Will I be able to keep the clothing you make me?" I asked.
"Absolutely! They will be designed for your body and your body alone," Yuzu smiled.