Kyoya Ootori POV
I looked at the website again. The information from here was never wrong. What is an 'information broker'? If it's what I think it is, then things will be very interesting. Akito will probably know Haruhi's in the host club and we will have to keep an eye on her.
But everything can be avoided if information broker isn't what I think it is.
"Akito, what's an information broker?" Hunni beat us all to it.
"A person who can be hired to find information about a person or group or sells already known information," He replied, not even looking up from his phone as the rest of the host club walked back across the hall to join us.
"Did my dad know this?" Tamaki exploded.
"I don't know, it all depends on what my dad wanted to tell your dad. Information brokers can also chose what they tell people," he looked up at us, his red/brown eye meeting with my onyx ones. I smirked, this will be quite interesting.
"What's on your phone?" One of the twins asked peeking around one side of Akito's phone that was still in front of him.
"My dad's just texting me about something," He flipped it shut and put it in his pocket. So his phone is a little like my black book (A/N: We all now that it's the Death Note, Kyoya-senpai).
"What about?" the other twin asked, getting right up in Akito's face.
"Let's leave him alone about that, but there is a more pressing issue that I want to discuss," I slid up my glasses so that they caught the light, getting everyone's attention and giving myself a sort of mysterious look.
Akito smirked like everything was going the way he wanted it too. What are you up too?
"What would that be Kyoya-senpai?" Haruhi asked.
"A assume you know Haruhi's position," I looked at him for confirmation.
He simply nodded. "You know about my precious daughter?"
Tamaki Hugged Haruhi tightly. "Tamaki-senpai, let me go!"
Haruhi shoved him off of her.
"I know about Haruhi and how she's a host, yes," Akito nodded, the smirk slipping off like he was bored.
"Then we have no choice. You. . ." Tamaki trailed off, holding his hand in front of his face.
"Must join the host club!" He exclaimed. A typical Tamaki Suoh response.
The son of an information broker in the host club. This will be interesting, won't it?
