I think I've done it. I think they've left me alone for good. No one really talks to me anymore. My teacher's do sometimes, and my parents. But they're out of town right now, and the maids don't say much to me anymore. I think they're afraid.

It's okay, I'm fine. Maybe they understand that now. They realize that it's only Koharu and me now. That's how it should be. I won't lose her. I'm holding her close to me and I'm not letting go.

~≈†≈~

Haruhi had finished reading all of Ayumu's recent entries, and now she found herself watching the olive skinned girl more intently. Before now, she had assumed that Ayumu's silence had just been intensity toward studying, but now she saw that it was just her going through the motions of a regular life. She didn't seem to be working her way towards anything. She was just… floating. Like she had said. Her descriptions of herself seemed scarily accurate, and Haruhi thought that if they were really going to do something, they should act quickly.

It seemed like Ayumu was losing herself.

It got Haruhi thinking though, was there anyone that Haruhi would leave herself behind for? Was there anyone who she felt that passionately about?

Hmm, one would wonder.

While Haruhi was reflecting, The Twins were getting agitated with how slowly the process of actually doing anything for Ayumu was going.

So, being the Twins, they decided to speed it up a bit.

The instant the end of school bell rang they seemed to manifest in front of Ayumu's desk. "Hey." They grinned.

She glanced up at them, and they tried to ignore the hollow look in her eyes. Hikaru grabbed the notebook from her hands. "You'll get this back if you come after the Host Club ends." They chorused, and then sped off to the third music room.

Ayumu didn't seem to react much. She just packed her bag and headed off to the library.

"You guys." Haruhi though exasperatedly.

~≈†≈~

The Host Club had just finished herding the final girls from the clubroom when the doors creaked open again. Kyoya looked up, and spotted the girl hovering in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, but the club just ended. If you want to make an appointment, you'll have to come back again tomorrow."

"No." Ayumu said quietly. "I just came here to get something." She didn't look up, but Kyoya recognized her.

"Of course. Just please be quick about it Ishimaru-san."

She lowered her head a little more, as a sign of respect. Then moved past him to get to the Twins, who had been watching from afar.

She looked at them, not expectantly or harshly, just looking.

"Yes?"

She didn't say anything.

"Is there something you need Ayumu?" They were obviously trying to trick her in to talking.

It seemed to work… kind of. "My diary."

"What about it?"

"You took it."

Hikaru smirked and turned to his twin. "Did we, Kaoru? I can't remember that."

"Hmm, me neither. How odd. Are you sure you weren't just imagining things?" Kaoru provoked.

Nothing but silence again. Haruhi had a feeling that the Twin's aggressive tactics weren't going to work.

"Ayumu," She called "Come over here. They'll give it back eventually. Just ignore them."

Ayumu seemed to think that ignoring them seemed like a good idea, because she turned away from them and walked towards Haruhi instead, who sat down at a table. "Would you like some tea?" She offered, motioning Ayumu to sit down as well.

Ayumu nodded, and Haruhi went to retrieve the teapot. The Twins gave her a glare that translated in to 'stop meddling in to our plans, we almost had her'. Haruhi dutifully ignored them.

She came back with the teapot and two cups. "Milk or sugar?" Haruhi offered.

"Milk."

The tea was pored, and they both sipped in silence, Ayumu unaware of the fact that she was being vigorously watched by Tamaki, who was crouching behind a couch. Hikaru took out the diary from his pocket and twirled it in between his fingers.

Haruhi glared at him, but Ayumu was too busy staring at her tea to notice. Haruhi sighed, and looked back to her. "Koharu Senpai was your cousin right?" She asked. Straight, and to the point, that was Haruhi.

There was a flash of something in Ayumu's eyes. But it was gone too fast for Haruhi too catch what it was. It might have been pain.

"She came here sometimes." Haruhi continued, trying to see if she could conjure up the emotion she had seen again. "I didn't talk to her very often, but she seemed to be very kind. Why don't you ever visit the Host Club Ayumu?"

Ayumu's expression, much to Haruhi's disappointment, didn't change. "It didn't seem important."

"Not important?!" Tamaki exploded out from behind the couch. He attempted to vault over it, but his foot got caught, and he instead smashed his face against the floor. Trying to recover with bravado, he rolled into a cartwheel, and then jumped up. There was a brief silence, but it was quickly filled with peals of laughter from the Twins.

Ayumu smiled woodenly, but it looked wrong. It didn't meet her eyes. It seemed like it hadn't been used in a long time.

Tamaki gaped at her. "Cute!" He cried. "Your smile is so cute! Do it again! You should do it again!"

Ayumu struggled with the emotion Haruhi couldn't name and she stood up and took her notebook from a surprised Hikaru's hands. She walked to the door but turned around before she left. "I'm sorry." She inclined her head slightly, them shut the door.

~≈†≈~

Cute. He called me cute. She always called me cute. He can't replace her. He can't take her from me. I won't let him.

I can feel the scream building in my throat. I can feel it strangling me.

Things are starting to get bright and fuzzy again. I'm at school, so I can't panic here. I'll just hide in a broom closet and bite my hand to keep myself from screaming too loud. I hope that no ones looking for me. I don't think they are.

I left too suddenly. I think they're going to get suspicious. They're going to ruin everything.

I can feel the blackness closing in. It's too bright and it's too dark.

I

If you didn't get that, she started to have a panic attack before she could finish writing. if I could make the I trail along the page like he hand jerked away I would. But I can't. Silly fanfiction.

By the way, thank you to the reviewer who pointed out that the title was, 'Death and Dairy's'. Because of you, I realized, and changed it. Muchos appreciated Muchacha. No I don't know how to spell that. Put a sock in it, yeah?

I've been updating this almost daily. Which is super impressive for me. I probably won't be able to update as often now though. T.T

I feel bad for Ayumu, the crazies are moving in on her. I hope you can tell.

Oh, and I hope my competition with myself isn't freaking you guys out. I just want to have a little fun while encouraging you guys to review at the same time is all.

Speaking of...

Every time you review, a whore escapes from her pimp.

-OMGsickels

(Like, every time a bell rings an angel gets it's wings? Oh, and special thanks to kajoo for that one. So in return, lets all pray for her internet, which is currently broken. So sad. Build a bridge.)