I would like to thank you all for your views and reviews. I was able to kick into overdrive to push this chapter out. Anyway enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club. All rights belong to Bisco Hatori. OCs and other plot line are mine.

Host Club

A whole two weeks has passed since the incident with the host club. I walked by them a couple of times during school hours but I have refused to talk to them. I've just been very busy with recording my latest cd and haven't had the time to stop and do anything.

Of course the host club doesn't know this and lately have been pestering me about coming by music room #3 to participate in the club. For the past weeks, I have been getting loads of invitations that always appear in my locker.

I have no clue how they figured out my locker number and combination. I'm pretty sure Kyoya had something to with that. His whole aura screams suspicious.

Arriving at my first class, I immediately made a bee line toward the last seat in the back left corner of the class next to the windows. Taking a seat, I surveyed the room instantly spotting Haninozuka's blond hair and Morinozuka's stoic figure. Turning my focus back to the front of the room, the teacher appeared and began today's lesson. It was about the sengoku era of Japan. Losing focus, I turned my attention toward the windows that had an amazing view of the garden.

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Classes breezed by and before I knew it, it was time for lunch. Gathering my things, I proceeded to the doors. I was stopped by the two cousins once again.

"Mika-chan, are you coming by the host club today? Everyone would be so happy that you did!" Honey exclaimed giving me the puppy dog eye look. No matter how hard he tried, the look didn't phase my emotionless features.

"I'm sorry Haninozuka-san. I can't come today," I said as sweetly as possible. As I walked by him out the door, I patted his head and told him 'maybe another time.'

Making my way to the cafeteria, I went straight for my regular table in the corner and ate my bento in silence. Mistukuni and Takashi entered a few minutes behind me and made their way to the host's table.

Their faces suddenly took on a hopeful look as they glanced in my direction awaiting Honey's news. I felt guilty that once again I had destroyed their hopes before they received Honey's bad news.

'I'm so sorry guys' I thought sullenly.

We all shook with anticipation as Mori and Honey walked toward the table. Maybe today was they day that Mikazuki agreed to stop by the host club. But the look on Honey's face told the host otherwise.

"Again, huh," Kaoru sighed dejectedly.

"Why doesn't she just go?" Hikaru asked.

"Yeah…she said she was busy again today. Right Takashi?" asked Honey

"Ah" replied Mori. Everyone let out a sigh of desperation, anticipation deflating rapidly.

"I just don't get it," Tamaki stated angrily with his fingers resting on his lips in a thinking pose. "We've tried everything. Why won't she come around?"

"Tamaki-sempai… I really think we should leave her alone for a while. Maybe she is actually really busy and doesn't have time for us. I don't think she would avoid us without good reason," suggested Haruhi.

"Hmm… maybe you're right Haruhi. She'll come around. In the meantime… Kyoya, have you found any more information about Mikazuki-san?"

Kyoya's eyebrows burrow in deep frustration before answering. "I haven't found anything as of late. Its frustrating… its like she doesn't exist which isn't true."

Lunch ended after thirty minutes. The club members watched the girl that caught their interest exit the room before dispersing back to their classes as well.

'I can't believe this is happening' I raved in my head. My producer decided to cancel today's recording for personal reasons without discussing it with me first. I didn't feel like going home just yet, so I wandered the hallways aimlessly.

Without realizing, I strolled directly to the dance studio. I wasn't up for practice which is what I should be doing. My thoughts kept going back to Mistukuni's disappointed face.

That face has been haunting my thoughts all day and I felt bitter at myself because I was the one who made him feel that way. With renewed determination, without delay, I made my way to music room #3. It was now or never. I would have to face the host club again someday, so why not now since I have time to do it.

Stopping in front of the large doors, I grasped both handles and pulled the doors towards me. Rose petals greeted me as I entered the room. Each host was situated at a couch or table with girls surrounding them.

The room once filled with laughter and chatter abruptly stopped with my presence. The hosts looked up from charming the girls, immediately spotting my standing form. Surprise was written all over their faces.

After standing there for a few minutes with everyone's eyes on my persona, Kyoya was the first to approach me.

"Ah, Miss Chaolon. Finally decided to grace us with your presence," stated Kyoya with an amused grin.

"Well Ootori-san-,"

"Please just call me Kyoya," he interrupted.

"Well Kyoya-san, I had a little…snag in my plans today, giving me a day off in some sort," I explained. During our small talk, Tamaki took the time to walk up to us.

"My princess, its an honor to see you here. Please make yourself comfortable with one of our hosts," he said giving me a charming smile.

"Since you are unfamiliar with this, I'll explain the types of hosts we have," suggested Kyoya. I nodded for him to continue.

"We have the cool type, which is me. The twins represent the mischievous types. Honey, as you can see, is the boy Lolita type. Mori is the strong silent type. Haruhi is the natural type. Lastly Tamaki is our princely type."

"So what will it be princess?"

'If it wasn't for Mistukuni-san, I would be so outta here,' I thought. "Can I observe before I pick a host?"

Tamaki grasped my chin in his hand to gaze into my concealed eyes. "Sure my princess. Don't keep my waiting," he says sweetly. I swore I heard girls swoon in the background.

Kyoya and Tamaki went back to their posts and the chatter resumed. I walked over to Haruhi to observe her. She was nice and polite in general. 'No wonder she is referred as the Natural type.'

I walked over to Hikaru and Kaoru as the performed their "brotherly love" act. I couldn't believe girls were into this kind of stuff. Kyoya didn't do much of anything, so I made my way over to Tamaki. He was overly dramatic about everything, but charming and noble at the same time.

The rest of my time was spent with Mistukuni and Takashi. Mistukuni did most of the host while munching away on sweets. Takashi, however, remained silent the whole entire time.

I didn't mind. The fact that my presence brought even more happiness to Mistukuni was more than enough for me. What I didn't notice is that Takashi kept his gaze trained on my face, watching a smile ever so slowly creep its way onto my face.

'Cute'

Uh oh! I think Mori is starting to get some feeling for Mika. Interesting… anyway thanks for viewing. Please review; it makes me feel so much better to know that people like the story. Sayonara!