Hey everyone! As JuliannaCherries pointed out... I forgot to tell y'all Sora's age! She's 18 (she's a second year, but only because she was held back for disorderly conduct at previous schools)... not surprising, right? So technically she should be in Mori and Honey's grade... - her birthday is April 12th and she's an Aries! Hope this clears things up ;)

Thanks for reading and please let me know how I'm doing!


"I give up." Sora's forehead eagerly greeted the cool wooden surface of the desk with a thud.

"You can't just give up!" Haruhi protested exasperatedly. They'd been studying for two hours, but nothing had gotten through to Sora.

"You keep telling me these formulas… and all I hear is 'math with numbers' and 'math with letters'…" Sora groaned, not bothering to sit up at the sound of someone entering the classroom.

"Tsk, you're a second year being tutored by a first year? How disappointing," Glasses pulled up a chair beside Haruhi.

"Thanks for the support. That's what I really love about you Glasses; you're all about the warm and fuzzies," Sora lifted her head to shoot him a glare.

"It's just a simple equation that you follow," Haruhi interjected, wanting to get back to the task at hand, "See? The radical can disappear if you multiply by the conjugate." Sora looked at the paper blankly.

"But how does it just," she snapped her fingers, "Disappear like that? You sound like you're just making things up!"

"This is hopeless," Kyoya sighed. Just as Sora was about to retort, a strong hand came down on her shoulder. She looked up to find Mori gazing at the paper.

"If you have two teams of fighters and you pair up people who are the same strength and skill level," he pointed at where the multiplication sign was, "They're on different teams so it makes them opposite, yet they still have the same level of skill and endurance. They cancel each other out and are out of the competition." He ended, stepping to the side and watching Sora's face turn from one of bewilderment to semi-understanding. As much as she hated to admit it, his explanation had helped.

"Okay Comrade…" she said slowly, turning to look at him, "That sort of makes sense… but what can you tell me about derivatives?" Kyoya and Haruhi watched in awe as Mori pulled up a chair and began explaining everything as if he were a mathematician. Kyoya took out his notebook, jotted something down, and clapped it shut. The hint of a smile played at the corners of his mouth and he beckoned for Haruhi to follow him out.

"They look like they're finally getting along," Haruhi said as they walked down the hall. Kyoya chuckled internally to himself.

"Yes. It does look that way, doesn't it?"


Wednesday: one day before the exam:

4:00 PM:

"Welcome ladies!" The Host Club is now open for business!

Rose petals swirled lazily around the room, and each girl 'ooh-ed' and 'ahh-ed'. Everything was running smoothly.

"So you two really support each other huh?" One girl looked at the twins, eyes wide. Hikaru nodded.

"Yeah, Kaoru here is a pretty big dreamer though," he laughed, "Once he told me that his dream was to be a space explorer… running through space and discovering new things." Hikaru chuckled, but Kaoru lowered his head.

"Hikaru…" he said, lower lip trembling, "I thought I told you not to tell anyone that…" Hikaru stopped, and pulled his brother closer.

"It's okay Kaoru," he brought their faces an inch apart, "Only I know your darkest dreams."

"Hikaru…" Kaoru gasped and blushed. The girls around them had red faces and their hearts pounded. Haruhi glanced at them, snorted at the stupidity, and continued on with her teapot.

"Oh Tamaki…" the girl batted her lashes at the host, "How can it be that you are so humble, yet so handsome?" Tamaki smiled at her. (Haruhi: I wouldn't say he's humble exactly…)

"A person can be many things, princess," he put a hand to her face, "Take yourself, for instance… you are beautiful and innocent, yet so dangerous to one such as myself… a double-edged blade if you will." The girl's eyes went wide and she blushed.

"Takashi! I dropped Usa-chan somewhere!" Honey ran up to his friend in near-tears. Mori glanced around and began looking for the bunny, along with the help of a few of the endeared guests. Finally, Mori found it under a table. He picked Usa-chan up and brought it over to Honey.

"Here," he smiled slightly at Honey's wide smile.

"Thanks!" The girls around them had stars in their eyes.

"Good job you two," Kyoya came over to them. Honey grinned and Mori nodded. "But… where is Sora?" Honey and Mori both froze, having forgotten the now-studious girl. Once she'd gotten serious, it had been hard to pull her away from studying and working. The rest of the hosts had grown quite impressed by her determination. She had been practically nonexistent in the Host Club room for the entire week, spending all of her time with her nose buried in a textbook; something that Mori wasn't complaining about, but it was a little odd that he had forgotten about her today.

"I…" Mori began; Kyoya looked at him in interest.

"She's in your care after all… shouldn't she be here?" A knowing smile played on his lips and he turned, leaving a graying Mori and upset Honey.

"He's right," Mori finally said, "I should find her." Honey kept his face down.

"Alright." Honey watched his cousin go, a deep feeling of disappointment and even a little jealousy tinging his heart. He shook his head. No! Takashi is still the same… and I have to do everything I can to help him!


5:00 PM:

It was early evening when he found her. It had taken all afternoon to hunt her down. He was irritated beyond belief. Ouran was huge, and his searching had taken even more time thanks to the fact that barely anyone knew who she was. This is ridiculous… he thought, as he opened the door to the library that a student had directed him to. He planned on dragging her back to her house and then going home to have a peaceful evening of studying and work.

He stepped into the near-empty room, the setting sun illuminating the slouched figure ahead. He inhaled, ready to use force to drag Sora out, even if she went kicking and screaming. He strode over and stopped. Sora was asleep. She had her head down on a stack of books, and her legs tucked under her. It couldn't be a very comfortable position, but dark circles under her eyes showed Mori that comfort wasn't important to her at the moment.

He knelt down beside her, glancing at the books piled around her. Math and formula books were scattered haphazardly. She sighed in her sleep and shifted. Mori's annoyed expression softened, and he gently removed the trigonometry book clutched under her arm. Softly, he put his arms around her back and under her legs, and lifted her. She stirred at the movement, blearily gazing at him.

"W… wha aare you doing?" She blinked, trying to wake up.

"Taking you home," he replied, already out the door of the library.

"But… no…" she struggled in his arms, but he kept a firm hold on her. "I need to study!" Mori looked down at her with a soft smile.

"You've done enough."


D'aww... Mori's warming up to her! ... or is he!? No he totally is.. the big softy!

Up next is a little bit of drama and [hopefully] some more endearing moments! Thanks for reading! I really, truly appreciate it :D (virtual hug of gratitude and awesomeness)