Just About Insane

I clearly had to be just about insane if I had fallen head over heels for one of the Host Club members. Especially since I had fallen for the one that looked like a second grader. Who may that be, you may ask? None other than Haninotsuka Mitsukuni. Honey x OC.

By Adaelie

Author's Note; Hey everyone! It's me, Adaelie again. Hopefully, this won't be one of my super long notes; but I'm starting school soon. And yes, that means I won't be able to update as often as I'd hope. Of course, I will continue the story when I can. This is most likely the week that I'll update as quickly as my fingers can move across the keyboard. Anyway, I am really trying to make you guys laugh a bit. My friend called me a pervert for making poor Hanabi wear 'inappropriate' clothing. Anyway, I hope you really enjoy this chapter, eh? Oh and you guys, any suggestions are much appreciated. As a writer, I can only come up with so much. Anyway, if you have any suggestions for an event to happen in the story; feel free to tell me. Thanks! Now, I'll shut up and let you read. Aw man, this did turn out to be a really long note…

"Alright, so what did you guys want?" I muttered, staring at the others quietly. They had obviously calmed down a bit, although I could notice a rather conspicuous… ah, Nevermind. "Um, um, um… uh…" Tamaki stammered, still a light pink. "Did we say that?" Kyoya said aloud, glasses glinting once more. "Yes, you did." I narrowed my eyes at the Host King, pouting slightly. "Hanabi…" Eh? "You're just so cute!" Tamaki's face was pressed to mine, as he swung me around in circles. I didn't get why he insisted on doing such things.

Sure, I was rather petite and small. But did he really have to rub it in? He swung me in circles, squealing about how I was his rather effeminate daughter. Yeah, I guess he just had to. "Oh, you're going to be my other daughter, Hanabi! Haruhi, say hi to your sister!" I sighed, pushing him away to the best of my abilities. "I'm not that much older than you, mom. Stop it." He gasped when I called him mother, and apparently my cynical response made him retreat again. Was he growing… mushrooms this time? "Senpai, stop growing mushrooms in the club room!" Haruhi said, as I snickered. "Try living with him." I whispered suggestively into her (his?) ear. "You live with tono?" Kaoru and Hikaru recited (and I still hadn't the slightest idea which were who) together. "No," I said quietly.

"My mom acts like him though. Same thing really." I answered, smiling softly. "Hana-chan, do you want to eat cake with me?" I turned my head to the innocent looking senior. I had long since changed out of the outfit I was forced into, and was now wearing my yellow cupcake dress again. "Uh," I said now, continuing to look at Mitsukuni.

"Hana-chan, do you want to eat cake with me?" Mitsukuni said, smiling gently at me. "Yeah, sure!" I answered, following the seven year old quickly. We sat down at a small table, and he immediately began eating his cake happily. "You should be careful, Mitsu-kun!" I warned. He looked up at me, blushing slightly at my nickname for him. "If you eat too fast, you might choke! And, and, and if you eat too much cake you'll get cavities!" He laughed it off. "It'll be fine! I brush my teeth every night!" I bit my lower lip in concern. "Alright then… let's eat!" I chirped, giggling before we engaged into a cake eating contest. Which, unfortunately only ended up in our stomachs hurting.

That was ten years ago. He had probably forgotten me by now. But still, you had to wonder if he would ever remember. I mean, really remember me. Of course, my father had taken great care in having our family seemingly disappear. By now, he probably had forgotten. Even so, I had to wonder. Why did he keep saying things that he did so long ago? My stomach hurt at the thought that he had completely forgotten me. "Hana-chan! Hana-chan! I brought you some cake!" He chirped. Unfortunately, he slipped on a banana peel (where had it come from?) and it flew elsewhere. Mitsukuni started crying a little, and Takashi immediately rushed to the aid of his… uh, what was he to Mitsukuni? I thought back, trying to remember even the slightest of moments.

"Hana-chan! Meet my cousin, Takashi!"

Oh yeah. He was his cousin. "Mitsukuni," Takashi said, checking Mitsukuni for any injuries. "So, you're Sakurai Hanabi, eh?" Huh? I looked up, finding the honey-eyed twins staring down at me. Each one was on a different side of me. "Yeah, why do you care?" I said bitterly, narrowing my eyes. "Kyoya says that you used to know Honey-senpai's family." Kaoru (or was it Hikaru?) said now, grabbing my right arm. "Yeah? Well, he lied." I said cynically. "Oh really?" Kaoru (Hikaru?) said, as I looked to the other. "Then why do you," The other said, looking at me quietly. It was a little creepy, I had to admit. "Keep staring off into space," The one of my right continued. "Whenever he comes by?" The one of my left finished. "Uh…?" Was my only answer, as the one on my left grabbed my left arm and dragged me off to see Mitsukuni.

"Hey Honey-senpai, did you ever know a Sakurai Hanabi?" One of the twins said, and I simply hung there quietly. I couldn't touch the floor, this was unfair! It was like they were trying to kidnap me. Just wait until my dad heard about this… "No. I don't remember meeting Hana-chan any time other than today!" The senior answered. My heart fell. So, he didn't remember me… it was fine. I- I didn't care. I just was trying… trying to make him feel better… that was it… yeah. "Can, can you let me down Hikaru and Kaoru?" I asked, biting my lower lip. I tried not to cry.

The really strange thing was that I wanted to cry. But I really didn't know why. Was it strange for me to cry for a reason I didn't know of? Maybe. It was hard to keep the tears from spilling across my pale skin. "Depends." Kaoru (or Hikaru) said now. "If you win the which one is Hikaru game, we'll let you down!" I nodded slowly. They set me down now, putting green hats on their head; which made it nearly impossible to tell them apart. As if it wasn't hard enough before. My vision was becoming blurred with the tears. The two spun around a bit more, and I blinked away the tears momentarily. I knew that I'd cry soon enough. "So, which one is Hikaru?" They both said. I smiled a bit, pointing at Hikaru (who I knew for certain was Hikaru) and smiled. "You're Hikaru," I said finally.

"You're wrong!" They both said, chuckling a bit. "Liars." I smirked a bit now. They gasped in exasperation. "You're a little too smug, Hikaru. Kaoru, isn't." I said now, choking nearly before I grabbed my things and darted out the room. Tears came back, and now I simply let them fall freely. I was being a little overdramatic, I suppose. But, I couldn't control myself. I just couldn't. So, I ran and ran; stopping only when I needed to take a breather. Thunder clouds rumbled overhead. I looked faintly at my house, it wasn't that far away. I could get there before it started raining.

I continued, running haphazardly; trying not to cry. It proved to be impossible now. My parents would no doubt want to know why. I wouldn't answer though. I never did it seemed. I burst through the door now. My mother looked to me in concern, although she knew well enough. I wouldn't react until I had calmed down a bit. She knew I wouldn't. So, I just ran up the stairs past my father too and into my room.

[ Honey's POV ]

Sakurai Hanabi. Wasn't that Hana-chan's name? I wondered why Hikaru would ask me that. They knew her too didn't they? Why did they ask me that? I shrugged, eating my cake happily in the limo. Everyone else had gotten on their way home after Haru-chan insisted that she go home to help her father. I saw Hika-chan and Tama-chan get worried about her, but I had to wonder why.

It took a few more bites of my cake until I realized why Hana-chan started tearing up a little. I made her cry.

[ Kokoro's POV ]

Adaelie Jump: Just to clarify, Kokoro would be Hanabi's mom. She often tells both Hanabi and her husband to call her by her first name; and Kokoro had been mentioned in the first chapter. /endadaeliejump

"Tadashi," I murmured, looking to my husband concerned. "I know, Kokoro. But you know how Hanabi is… she'll talk when she wants to talk." He answered, touching my blonde locks gently. It was a bit strange that I was a blonde, eh? My mother had gotten knocked up by some guy she met in France, right? So, then she ended up giving birth to me. She named me a Japanese name, since it was where I was raised. Unfortunately I did not inherit any of my mother's traits, other than her feminine figure. And unfortunately, Hanabi did not inherit that. No, she ended up being petite, but hey! She was too cute for words when I got to dress her up.

"But Tadashi, she never does…" I said now. Tadashi kissed me on the top of my head, smiling a bit. It was completely uncharacteristic of him, but it was nice when I did get to see him smile. His glasses glinted partially, and hid his gorgeous gray eyes from view. "Don't worry Kokoro." He said now, as I got up to start dinner. "If I know our daughter well enough, she'll be better after she smells food." I laughed a little, kissing my beloved husband on the head before skipping off to the kitchen.

I think I should make some cake for her later. That always cheered Hanabi up!

[ Kyoya's POV ]

Hanabi had a very interesting past. I had even compiled a small profile on her. Perhaps this was a bit strange? I really didn't think so. She seemed to be important to Tamaki, and well it was probably best that I kept tabs on her as well. Just so that 'daddy' didn't throw a tantrum when he didn't see his other 'daughter'. It's amazing that we managed to keep this secret of Haruhi's for so long. Tamaki has been dropping hints at her real gender pretty easily.

I read over the profile I had written up, and smirked a little. I'm sure the Host Club would be happy to know a bit more about this girl. She seemed to have a bit of a past with Honey-senpai. She was rather interesting, wasn't she?

Author's Note Dos; Hey guys! :3 I'm going to write the next chapter after I update Second Chance today. The thing is that I start school pretty soon, so I want to get as many updates as possible before I start. You know? Anyway, sorry to those who had subscribed to story alert with me, no doubt you'll have four emails or something of the like this following weekend notifying you I updated. Yes, I realized I bounced around on the POV quite a bit this chapter. But I promise, the next chapter will be a bit more clear, don't you think? I'm still trying to get into Hanabi's character, but trust me. Once I write out her actual profile that Kyoya 'wrote', it should be a lot easier for me. Thanks for keeping up with me!