Queenie's POV

'Would you like some tea?' I glanced up to see Haruhi gesturing to the tea next to him. We were all sitting together at a table, talking about things because the rest of the customers left already. 'No thank you, Haruhi. I'm not really allowed to unless it has lemon in it.' I replied, smiling apologetically. He just nodded before setting it down on the table again. Everyone was really interesting; I guess the host club isn't that bad.

'Do you like Ouran High so far?' Hunni asked, eating some cake.

'Well, I have to admit it wasn't what I was expecting,' I replied.

I felt someone's gaze on me, so I turned my head around slightly. Kyouya was just sitting there, staring straight into my eyes. No one else really noticed, so I just turned back around.

Kyouya cleared his throat and murmured, 'What were you expecting then?'

'Eh? Well, I expected it to be awkward seeing as no one would remember me…'

'I did. Yet you didn't remember me.'

I rubbed the back of my head in embarrassment and laughed lightly. I had only been expecting the kids I've stood up for to recognize me, but it seems like they didn't. I'm kind of glad that at least one person does. After I regained my composure, I spotted Hunni falling asleep against Mori's shoulder. My eyes softened as I looked at the tiny, little boy.

'Maybe he should rest now…?' I spoke softly to Mori.

'Yeah. I'll carry him over to his bed now.'

I smiled at Mori, seeing how much he cared for Hunni-sempai. The time passed by quickly, it was hard to believe it was almost time to leave. Everyone is kind, but Kyouya confuses me a little. He's just intriguing to me; I can't stop thinking of his cold, calculating eyes and unrealistic smile. Usually people shouldn't be interested in such things, but I can't help finding it interesting, especially since I've never seen anyone as sly as him.

'It seems that it's time to close up, and leave.' Kyouya spoke, gaining every person's attention. Tamaki started crying about how he would have to say goodbye to his daughter, which is kind of disturbing to me. Odd, dysfunctional family… I honestly can't see Kyouya have motherly characteristics. Everyone got their things packed up, and was ready to leave.

'Bye guys, maybe I'll come by on Monday next week,' I spoke, waving goodbye.

'We'll be expecting you, Queenie. It's nice how you make fun of our boss,' Hikaru and Kaoru said, grinning like Cheshire cats.

'Bye Q-chan!' Hunni smiled, running to give me a hug.

'See you Queenie-chan! We'd love to see you come back, especially mother!' Tamaki screamed, waving back to me.

Haruhi and Kyouya both bid their goodbyes, and I rushed out the door towards the front gates. I wonder if mother will be there to greet me to see if I like school so far. I rushed out of the gates and towards a small limo parked close-by. The door opened and… our chauffer greeted me. My heart dropped slightly, but I smiled to him anyways. 'How was your day?' he asked, patting my head lightly. 'It was nice, thanks for asking,' I replied, still smiling to him. He was really nice, I just wish we could talk more, but he usually stayed quiet, and I'd rather not be a nuisance.

We finally arrived at our cozy cottage, and I ran inside. My mother was sitting at the table, drinking some coffee and reading a newspaper. 'Hi mom!' I greeted, smiling towards her. She just glanced in my direction and nodded in acknowledgement, before going back to her newspaper. I frowned slightly again, and just walked down the hall towards my room. I opened the door and shut it before falling on my bed, feeling bitter and lonely. Maybe I should just call up Nekozawa, he said I could talk to him any time…

I picked up my cell phone, and searched for his phone number through my address book. Waiting for him to pick up, I started humming slightly to the tune of one of Beethoven's pieces. Nekozawa picked up quickly, and said hello in a cheery mood.

'Why are you so cheery today, Neko-kun?' I asked, making a nickname up on the spot.

'Is there a reason not to be, my queen?' he mocked back, still sounding cheery.

'Is there a reason to be?'

'Maybe.'

'Maybe~'

'Why are you doing that, Queenie-chan?'

'Why aren't you doing it, Neko-kun?'

He sighed, giving up on my relentless mocking, 'Are you always evading answers?'

'Yes, it makes me seem more secretive?' I had a better reason behind it, but he could find out later. I didn't need to go announcing it to the world…

'Come to think of it, what's your surname?'

'If I told you, I'd have to kill you.'

He sighed again, giving up for the moment. I guess he's just content with being my friend in the first place. It made me feel touched and really guilty. I promise I'll tell him eventually, he's a really nice guy. I heard him clear his throat a little, before speaking up again. 'Would you like to come to my house tomorrow?' he asked.

'Sure, let me ask my mother first though.'

'Okay, I'll just wait here.'

I quickly walked out of my room and towards the kitchen. My mother was still sitting there, drinking her coffee. She gave me a questioning look and motioned for me to speak up. 'Mother, can I go to my friend's house tomorrow?' I asked, crossing my fingers secretly. 'Okay, I'll be gone that day anyways,' she replied, giving me a small smile. I'll never understand her, one moment she's happy, the next she's all business-like. I nodded understanding, and went back to my room. I picked up the phone and told Nekozawa that I could go.

'That's great!' he muttered, making me imagine him smiling.

'Mhm, how does your house look like anyways?'

'Well, it's usually dark, but I'll just wear my cloak again if you want it to be bright.'

'Thank you, Neko-kun!' I felt grateful because I dislike being in the dark too often.

We chatted for a few more hours until I heard some crying on the other end of the phone. 'Where's my prince? It's dark… I'm scared!' a tiny voice cried out. 'Is that your sister, Neko-kun?' I asked, worry lacing every word. 'I'm afraid so,' he replied. 'It's okay! Don't be scared, embrace the darkness.' He was trying to calm her down, but she started crying even more. My heart dropped even more, feeling bad for them both. At least I can still talk to my mother occasionally. Unlike those unlucky souls that I'm caring about already…? This is bad, but I don't seem to be caring anymore. 'I'll see you tomorrow,' I replied, pulling an abrupt stop to the conversation and hanging up.

I tried to get my mind off of those thoughts, and started wondering about Kyouya. What is he doing right now? Why do I care? Am I going mental from asking myself these questions? Yes, I think so. Oh well… I can't get out how his eyes are calculating every move that someone makes. When he pushes his glasses higher, there's a devious glint on it that scares people. He smiles wrongly, but I don't think most people notice. Everything about him is completely devious. The Shadow King has really caught my eye…

And I still don't know that he's just as obsessed with me, and I never will.

Over at Kyouya's place, he was thinking of the same thing, while planning the next big event for the host club to participate in.

I apologize for the shortness. I have 2 projects that are due next week, and I haven't even started one!