-Chapter 7-

Meet the Host Club

Ow. What the hell was that?

"Caven? Are you awake?"

Where was I?

"Caven?"

Who was talking?

"Wakey, wakey Caven."

Tamaki.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light in the room. I looked up and was, again, attacked by a moving blur. I fell back down, but this time my head hit a pillow instead of the floor.

"I'm so sorry, Cai-chan!" A voice yelled into my ear. "I didn't mean to run into you!" I turned my head to see big brown eyes full of tears looking into mine. It was the little boy I had met last Friday.

The boy was picked up off me by a pair of large hands. "Not helping Mitsukuni." I knew that voice. It was Darth Vader.

The tall man put the little boy on his shoulders. Mitsukuni? If this little boy was Honey, then that must be Mori. I didn't realize how childlike Honey was though, and he was a senior?

I was quickly pulled up into a sitting position as Tamaki grabbed my hands. "Are you okay Caven? Is you're head okay? Oh my gosh, you're crying! Honey-senpai didn't hurt you that badly, did he? Kyoya! Call a doctor!" Tamaki continued to yell as his death grip on my hands increased.

"I think you're the one who's hurting him, Tamaki." Kyoya stated coolly while pointing at our hands with his pen.

Tamaki looked down and suddenly had a look of horror on his face. He quickly let go and went to a corner of the room to mope. I just rubbed my hands and stared at him. This was new to me.

"What happened?" I asked, looking around at my surroundings. We were in the music room, of course, and everyone seemed to be in the middle of hosting. Girls were turned around in their seats to look at the commotion Tamaki had started.

"You hit you're head when Honey-sempai knocked into you." A brown-haired boy spoke. He had an androgynous appearance, with big brown eyes and feminine features. This must be Haruhi then. I would have never known she was a girl if Mr. Suoh hadn't told me.

"How are you feeling?" She asked and gave me a smile. I liked this boy, I mean girl. She seemed a lot more level headed than the people I've met so far.

"I'm fine. Thanking you for asking."

Kyoya spoke up. "Come on everybody, back to the guests. We don't want to keep them waiting, now do we?" I had a feeling he wasn't concerned for their feelings though. "You may do as you wish, Caven." Kyoya said as he turned around and made his way to an empty table. He must not have any customers today.

Everybody followed his lead and separated to go to their tables. I took this time to sort through what I knew. I was in the Host Club, a club that serves girls simply because it brings joy to them, because I was tackled by a child-like senior and then knocked unconscious? I wouldn't have believed it if it hadn't happened to me.

I watched from my place on the couch as the hosts… well, hosted. Tamaki was the closest one to me, and was wooing the girls around him with his good looks. He seemed most popular with the ladies. I overheard some of his conversation. "Yes my dear, sometimes the stress of being a host thrusts itself upon us all." He turned to the girl on his left and lifted her face to his by the chin, "But the pain of not being able to look into those captivating eyes of yours would simply be unbearable if I were to go without them for even a day." There was a series of squeals after that, and Tamaki started to go on and on about all the beauty in the world. What a player.

Next was Haruhi, who was simply talking to her guests. She seemed really interested in whatever the girls had to say. I wonder what they would do if they knew 'he' was actually a 'she'.

At the next table was Honey and Mori. Honey was eating a mountain load of cake while Mori just sat there watching him. Along with the rest of the girls who had hearts in their eyes. Okay, wasn't it at least a little weird to be into a guy who looked like an eight-year old?

Kyoya was by himself at a table, typing away on his laptop.

All that left was Hikaru and Kaoru. Now where were they?

My question was answered as I heard a bunch of girls scream behind me. Something along the lines of "How wonderful, brotherly love!"

I turned around and I think my heart stopped.

Twins.

They were twins.

"Yeah, I thought it was a little strange at first too." I heard Haruhi say from behind me. I didn't, or rather couldn't turn around to look at her. And it wasn't because of the scene going on in front of me. "You get used to it after a while though."

I just continued to stare at the two boys.

"Hey, are you okay." Haruhi placed a hand on my shoulder. "Does you're head hurt?"

I shook my head no and turned to look at her, she had a tray of tea in her hands. I could tell because of the odor coming from the cups. I spoke with a fake smile on my face. "Just a little creeped out. How do girls like that kind of thing?" I said, jamming my thumb behind me in the direction of the twins who were locked in a tender embrace. "An incestuous relationship? It's weird. Not to mention illegal."

Haruhi laughed at this. "Yeah, but the girls like it. By the way, I'm Haruhi Fujioka."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Haruhi. I'm Caven Iwahashi."

Tamaki suddenly came out of nowhere and stepped between Haruhi and I. "Stop flirting with my daughter you little ruffian! Daddy doesn't like it!" He pulled Haruhi into a death hold.

I raised an eyebrow. Tamaki really was an idiot. How did they keep up this charade for this long? "People are going to start thinking Haruhi is a girl if you call him your 'daughter'." I stood up. "Also, I'm not the one hugging him."

Tamaki looked down to see Haruhi glaring at him. "Let go, senpai. And you're not my father!" She yelled at him.

He dropped his arms and ran over to Kyoya. "Mommy! Haruhi is in a rebellious stage!"

Mommy?

"Haruhi is right, Tamaki. So you can't possibly say he's in a rebellious stage."

"But Kyoya!"

I felt an arm wrap around my waist, then another around my shoulder.

"It's good to see you're up." A pair of voices said in unison.

Oh, boy. I took a step back to get out of the twins grasp and got a good look at them. Their hair was a light orange color and they had identical faces with golden eyes. Twins alright. The only difference was that one's hair was parted to the right, while the other to the left. I knew better though. Twins aren't the same person, even if they may look it.

"I'm Hikaru," the one on the left said.

"And I'm Kaoru," the one on the right said.

"And we're the Hitachiin brothers." They raised their hands in the air in a 'ta da' motion.

Their voices are really different, was all I was thinking.

The left-haired twin, Hikaru, spoke. "What were you doing in front of the doors anyway?"

Tamaki noted the twin's question and came to stand by them. "Yes, what were you doing in front of the entrance to our lovely Host Club, Caven?" Suddenly his eyes sparked. "Were you coming here to request somebody?"

Request?

"No, I just-" Tamaki cut me off.

"Well, if that's how it is." Tamaki folded his arms. "Who would you prefer? The wild type? The boy Lolita? The mischievous type? The cool type?" He pointed to each member of the host club before coming up to me. Placing his hand underneath my chin, and tilted my head up so I was looking into his eyes. "Or how about someone like me?"

I couldn't decide if I should push him off, or just explain. My head was starting to hurt and I think that messed up my thinking process as I chose something else to do.

"Tamaki," I feigned shock, "I had no idea that you were gay." He froze in place, his previous expression still on his face. "I'm sorry to tell you this but I'm completely straight. But," I quickly stepped up to him and grabbed him by the waist, pulling him close. Then I leaned up on my toes so that our noses were touching and cupped his face with my freehand. "I'd be happy to request you as my host if it were to make you happy." I whispered and then tilted my head down a bit so it looked like I was being bashful.

The girls around us screamed and a few even fainted. The rest of the hosts stood there stunned. And Tamaki…

I almost laughed out loud at his expression. His face was like a tomato and was frozen in a mask of surprise. I guess this sort of thing didn't happen to him very often.

I couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing, releasing my hold of Tamaki in the process. He just stood there and stared at the place I had been. Then he slowly turned to look at me as I tried to calm down from my hysterics.

"I'm sorry Tamaki, it's just-" He ran over and pulled me off the ground into a too tight hug, screaming out something about my laugh being adorable.

"What… are you talking… about?" I gasped as he squished me into a pulp.

"I've never heard you laugh before and it's just so cute! So adorable! Do it again!" He continued to hug me and I felt my face turning blue. Kyoya came over and dragged him off by his blazer.

I sat coughing on the floor I thought about how Tamaki was right though. That was the first time I had laughed at school. Actually, it was the first real laugh I had had in while.

I got up off the floor and went over to the window will to sit down. I ignored the people who watched me as I took a seat and stared out the window.

It was sunny out. A perfect fall day. The leaves were falling off the trees in the courtyard to make way for the ones that would come in the spring. They floated slowly to the ground where they would lay until somebody picked them up. Or eroded away. Things dying to make way for new life. Is that what happened to me? Did my family die so others could take their place?

Why was it that whenever I felt my spirits lift up, life decided to kick me back down to the cold, hard reality that was my life. I thought about a quote from Charlie Brown that I had read one day a few years ago in a newspaper clipping. Charlie Brown had said "I think I'm afraid to be happy. Because whenever you get too happy, something bad always happens." I think that's what I was like. Afraid to be truly happy because I knew something would always come up that would make my life miserable. But that's how life was, right? So maybe I was afraid of life itself.

I twisted in my makeshift seat so my feet were touching the ground. Looking around the room I tried to find something that would keep my mind off my pessimistic thoughts. Kyoya was still sitting by himself so I decided to join him.

I could feel the stares boring into my back as I made my way toward Kyoya's table. Probably because of my little scene earlier.

Kyoya didn't bother to look up from his keyboard as I sat down. He was completely focused on his work. As he always was. Let's see…

"What time is it?" I asked.

"4:22." He said without looking up.

"What time does the club end?"

"5:00."

"What's today's date?"

"The 22nd of April."

He was doing well so far. Let's kick it up a notch.

"How many guests are here today?"

"38."

"What's the plan for tomorrow's meeting?"

"I'm not authorized to tell you that."

Okay, still no reaction.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" I held up my hand that 3 fingers pointed up.

Kyoya stopped typing and looked at me with an expression on his face that he normally gave to Tamaki. "Are you trying to distract me?" He said in an annoyed tone.

Finally. I broke through the barrier.

"No. Just testing your listening capabilities." I said semi-cheerfully.

This made him even more annoyed. He said something under his breath that I didn't hear, and then proceeded to type again.

"You're very meticulous, aren't you." I said. It was a statement rather than question.

Kyoya continued to type but took the time to peer at me through his glasses. Now I feel special. "I have to be to run this club." He said with a grin on his face and continued to type.

I blinked a couple times before continuing to voice my thoughts. "I think I figured out why you wear glasses." I said, resting my chin on the palm of my hand while staring at Kyoya.

He seemed amused my by my random comment. "Besides the fact that I am not able see without them?" He said with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

I ignored his sarcastic remark. "I think it's because you have this wall up. A wall that doesn't allow anyone to see anything but the false pretenses you use to hide your true self." I said this with an indifferent expression on my face, still staring at the boy in front of me.

Let's just say the expression on his face was one I would never forget.

"And what made you come to that conclusion." He said flatly, returning to his work.

"Your eyes." I stated matter-of-factly. "You hide them so nobody can see your emotions. I found that out on my first day of school. You're eyes are always hidden by the glare your glasses give off. But I can tell that every time you smile at me, and those around you, you don't mean it."

Kyoya stopped typing, but didn't look at me. The glare that I had mentioned earlier was there so I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I don't care if you just want to keep up appearances." I stood up from the table. "I just want you to be happy." I turned around to walk away.

"Why?" I heard him ask in a low voice. "Why do you care so much about someone you barely know?"

"On the contrary, Kyoya. I know you very well." He looked confused. "You're just like me." And with that I left a very bewildered Kyoya by himself to ponder over my words.


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