We all our separate ways to go home, Hikaru and Kaoru went in there limo as did Hunny, Mori and Kyoya. I had texted Kai and told him I was going to be walking home with Haruhi, and of course Tamaki had to walk his precious daughter home.
"So what types of games do Hikaru and Kaoru play?" I asked as we walked out of Ouran's gates.
"Ill intentioned ones!" Tamaki yelled.
"Like…?" I asked, a bit more curious.
"Like," He thought, "Hmmm, Oh! Like they had a game to find out Haruhi's weakness before sunset that time in the beach, I won, but I never did get those middle school photos of her." He smiled triumphantly.
"What?! You played a game to get my middle school pictures?!" Haruhi screamed at the top of her lungs, stopping and spinning around to look at Tamaki in the eye.
"I… Uh… Um… Gah! Haruhi!" Hew screamed as she stormed angrily away.
"Just go home Senpai!" She screamed still walking. I gave Tamaki an apologetic look.
"I'll talk to her. That was dumb of you to just blurt out, but I know you can't really help it," I stuck my tongue out at him and giggled, while putting my hand on his shoulder, "Just think about this," I smirked "She wouldn't be this upset if you weren't that important to her."
That made his eyes light up, "Does this mean that I'm important to Haruhi?!"
I giggled and winked at him, "Maybe. See you tomorrow Mr. Woe!"
"It's Tamaki!" He yelled as I ran after Haruhi. "I'll see you!"
I finally caught up to her and I tried to keep pace with her fast strides. "Now Haruhi, we both know that Tamaki's a pea brained idiot, but you know he had no intention of hurting you."
"I know but he's such an idiot, calling me his daughter… He's not my dad! And my middle school pictures?! I could understand Hikaru and Kaoru, but Tamaki? He's always confusing me, like that magazine…" She cut her self short, hoping I didn't hear that last part.
"Magazine?" I was starting to get things now.
The silence between us was deafening.
"Hey Haruhi… When Tamaki touches you, or just talks to you, what do you feel?" I asked.
"Happy I guess, and I always feel like I have a sudden cold whenever he touches me, or does nice things for me. Which is weird because Hikaru and Kaoru always do those—" I interrupted her with my giggles. "What?" She asked me, a light blush evident on her pale face.
"Haruhi, you love him." I smiled up at her.
"N-NO! Why do you think that?! Is it because I answered those magazine questions with a yes?! Be cause that magazine was broken! It had to be, there is no way I could love him."
"Oh yeah? Then what would you do if I told you he loved you too?" I smirked and watched her expression turn bright red.
"I would say that's a lie. He only loves me as a daughter." She stubbornly stated crossing her arms and letting her blush burn her cheeks.
I sighed, "And the drama of The Ouran High Host Club took a huge plot twist. Mrs. Cross dresser had suddenly turned into Mrs. Woe! Will she ever realize her true feelings for Mr. Woe?! Find out on the next episode of—" I teased, pretending to be a T.V announcer's voice, until she punched my arm and laughed at my joke.
"I know my true feelings for you!" She laughed, and kept punching my arm playfully.
"That you love my sparkling personality, and the fact that I just made you realize you love Tamaki?" I dodged the next punch and giggled, rubbing the spot that was sure to be a bruise tomorrow.
"Like him. I like him. Not love." She finally gave in, a small a smile on her lips.
"Wow you did it! You realized!" I hugged her tightly.
"How'd you do that?"
"Do what?" I asked turning my head as if I was a confused puppy.
"Get me to open up to you like that? I never do that to anyone." She stopped walking when we reached an apartment building, I stopped with her.
"I don't know really. I guess I just laid out the Mimi charm on ya'." I giggled, throwing my head back accidentally hitting my head on my guitar. "Ouch!" I chortled at my clumsiness and rubbed my head.
"Oh!" She huffed reaching out her hands in slight shock "Are you okay Mimi-chan?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just a huge klutz." I smiled as I followed her up the stairs and in front of a brown door on the pink apartment building. "You live here?" I asked smiling.
"Well yeah… I told you I was poor." She sighed opening the door. "You can come in."
"Ha-ha. That's not why I asked dummy. I asked because that means we live near each other." I said pointing the building next to her apartment building.
"You live in the condominium?!" She was extremely shocked.
"Yes? Is there something wrong with that?" I asked her, a tiny bit offended.
"Didn't you say you were a Shidoku?" She was still shocked.
"I am a Shidoku!" I said putting my thumb to my chest, pressing almost too firmly on my jacket, I would have to get the shirt tailored to be a tiny bit bigger, my chest couldn't take this tiny shirt, I may be short but I did not have a flat board chest like Haruhi, she could fit in this shirt easily. "Just because I'm rich doesn't mean I use my money recklessly like our friends. My brother and I have requested to not be spoiled. When we lived in America we had to go to public school and we realized that the 'commoner life' was really fun. We had to work for everything, and that was really cool, well to me at least. Kai still likes to use his luxuries. Kai and I loved our normal house in America, and so we wanted to have a normal house here. My mom didn't really like that idea so we both settled on a very nice condominium. I like it, I can't stand mansions… we had one in France and… ugh it was creepy." I explained taking off my shoes, and guitar, walking inside.
"Woah. That's… wow. I never thought I'd meet a rich person like you." She smiled walking into her kitchen. I took a look around her house and instantly fell in love with it.
"Kawaii! Haruhi! Your house is adorable!" I complemented loudly so she could hear me from the other room, while I looked in her fridge.
"Well thank you." A male voice said. I quickly lifted my head to look at the voice and clumsily knocked my head on the inside of the refrigerator. "Ow." I rubbed my head again as I moved slowly out of the fridge, blushing. "Oh honey! Are you okay?!" The voice squealed. I turned to look at a very… pretty man. He was dressed in nice woman clothes. Haruhi ran into the room, in girlish clothes now, she had a worried face on.
"I'm fine," I smiled reassuringly, holding my out my hand for him to shake "I'm Mimi," I giggled.
"Ryoji Fujioka, but call me Ranka." He smiled, the makeup on his face making him like a cute woman.
"I guess what they said was right, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. You're dad's a cross dresser too," I stopped giggling and looked at her father with my eyes wide, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to offend you, I have no problems with—"
"It's fine Mimi-chan," He laughed "That was funny. Don't ya' think so Haruhi?"
Haruhi giggled and gave me a 'thumbs up'. "She's in the Host club with me dad."
"Oh really? But the host club is for boys isn't it? And you don't pretend to be a boy because what you did with that uniform is KAWAII!" he squealed looking at my adjustments. Haruhi and I told him about the day, we talked until I had decided it was time for leave, Kai would be worried sick.
"See you tomorrow morning!" I yelled behind me as I walked out of the door. Getting into my house I walked into an angry Kai.
"Where were you?! It does NOT take this long to walk home." He towered over me as I walked up to my room.
"I went to my friend Haruhi's house chill."
"Haruhi?! Haruhi Fujioka?!" He yelled in fury.
"Yes! Haruhi Fujioka! What. Is there a problem with that?!" I snapped back, putting my guitar on my bed.
"Of course that's a problem! He is a part of that stupid host club I heard about! They make girls fall in love with them and stuff, ugh! It's so stupid. They really piss me off." He said letting his hair fall into his eyes.
"Kai, the host club guys are great." I said in their defense.
"Did you already fall in love with that Haruhi kid?!" He was really angry.
"Me?!" I laughed loudly. "No! I'm part of the host club now too! I am going to host guys though."
"What?!" He screamed in absolute horror. I flinched and threw my hands to my ears. I felt his hands take me by the shoulders and he shook me roughly "Mimi Shidoku! You are not going to host... BOYS! You can't!"
"Says who?!" I yelled back, knocking his hand off me.
"Says me." His tone was scary.
"You're not my dad. You can't tell me what I can or cannot do." I said, my tone in finality. I saw Kai's eyes start to water and I sighed, "You always do this Kai. Every time I get a friend that is guy, or in this case guys as my friends, you flip out, and you start to cry because you get so angry. Just because you're scared that I'll get hurt doesn't mean that I will."
"I'm sorry, it's just… you're like a daughter to me Mimi, you know that." He smiled wiping his tear.
"And you're like a dad to me. You have to let me go, just like every father has to let his daughter go someday." I said hugging him.
"I understand." He smiled, hugging me back. "But I still don't like that Haruhi kid, there is something about him that is… it's not normal. Oh well, I'll deal with it."
I laughed as he exited my room. "You have no idea how unnatural she is." I mumbled as I took out my guitar and kissed the neck. My fingers played a soft medley, happy to be finally playing it.
Music brought me to them.
End of VOLUME ONE there will be so much more xP so don't worry. Many volumes left. Mimi isn't done at the host club yet. I'm already writing the first chapter of Volume two. REVIEW OR YOU GET NO VOLUME TWO.
