A/N: Sorry for such a long wait my lovelies! I've been sick for the last few weeks and have had this giant writiers block, but here is a chapter for you. I'm also working on the next arc of the story, so be ready for that... Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter:}
Disclaimer: No soy dueƱo de Ouran.
Chihiro's first week of High School passed rather quickly. It was a strange experience, going from the impossibly long and boring summer to having almost no time to think. Being stuck in Japan while all of her friends were off vacationing in foreign countries always sucked, but she knew that nothing in the world could move her sister to say yes to practically moving to another country for a few months.
"Ishibashi-san, why is this sentence incorrect?" The young girl snapped out of her thinking and looked up at the board, silently begging the English letters to stay put long enough for her to figure out what was going on. Today, they strongly complied. When the teacher's attention moved onto the next student, Chihiro found her thoughts bombarding her again. Today is the day. Today is my first day at the Host Club. She felt a stupid smile break out on her face, but she knew it was ok, only a few more minutes until school let out, then the hour wait until the Host Club opened, and then...
"Ishibashi-san, is everything alright?" Chihiro looked up at the teacher and smiled politely.
"Yes, Sensei. Everything is just fine." Suddenly the bell rang and there was a rustling from everyone suddenly picking up their bags and racing out the door. Chihiro ran along with the throng, getting caught up with the other girls' chatter.
"Did you hear, today the Host Club is doing a cosplay!"
"Ohh, cosplay? Do you know what the theme is?"
"I don't know, but I heard rumors that it was going to be something that needed a jungle. Akane-chan said that she saw a whole herd of workers bringing tropical plants and flowers up to the room."
"EEEK, I'm so excited I can't wait!"
"And you are coming today, aren't you Chihiro-chan?"
Chihiro smiled, "Of course I am!" By this time the group of girls reached the large courtyard that surrounded the pond and they split off into their separate ways. Chihiro continued on her way and met her sister by one of the benches that lined the courtyard, already furiously typing on her computer. "Nee-chan!" Her bright blue eyes flashed up, a smile already forming on them.
"Are you excited?" She asked as she continued typing away at her laptop. Chihiro stood next to her sister and bounced on her toes.
"And nervous." She answered, breathy. "What if it's not like how I imagined it?"
"It's not." Hana said, never moving her eyes from the screen. "It is chaos in its purest form, something that can't be reasoned with." Chihiro laughed. Hana had a way to make even the most dull thing dramatic. But maybe she wasn't exaggerating. If Chihiro had to ask anyone what the Host Club was truly like, she would only ask Hana, who had already been to the Host Club a few times, but was not there for the male pampering. Hana sensing the slight change in her sister's mood, looked up and smiled softly. "Don't worry Chi, you'll love it."
"You really think so, Nee-chan?" Chihiro let her eyes go anime, a trick that she had learned in grade school. Hana laughed at her sister's antics.
"I know so." She turned back to her computer and kept typing on the keys. "By the way, Mitsukuni-san and Takashi-san are part of the Club, so if you need anything, let them know."
"Oh, alright!" Chihiro said in her high excited voice. She smiled at her sister who kept her eyes locked on the screen in front of her. Somethings had been bothering her since the first day of school, but this had been the first undisturbed moment they'd had since then. The first had been about her crush on the Hatchiin. The second had been in far more comfortable territory for her.
Just tell her about my crush, she thought to herself as she screwed up her courage. "Nee-chan." Hana stopped typing and looked up at her sister.
"Yes, Chihiro." She said. Chihiro mentally cringed, knowing that her sister probably caught the slight warble in her voice. Alright, be brave, she cheered herself on. You can do it and tell her and not be a coward. Common, Chi!
"You like Kyoya-senpai, don't you?" Chihiro almost slapped herself. You had to go, be a coward and blurt that didn't you. However, Hana just sat there in shock. An anime breeze flew between them, the leaves sounding obnoxiously loud to Chihiro's sensitive ears. "It's ok, I like someone too. Someone not from the family." There, I said it.
"H-how did you know." Chihiro raised an eyebrow. The last time she had stuttered was when their mother had died. "And what do you mean that you like someone?" Chihiro felt the mother wolf rise up in her sister and she quietly reached out and touched her head, pushing the darkness down. Hana glared up at her sister, but her ice had no affect on her sister, who had seen much worse. "You still haven't answered my questions." She almost growled. "And you aren't leaving until you answer them, even if you miss the Host Club." Chihiro gasped and then she started to gush everything.
"Well for liking Kyoya-senpai, your eyes just got so dreamy as you talk about the whole deal with the vase and how you had to renegotiate the whole deal over and it just didn't seem like you, so I just guessed that you liked someone who was involoved, and you really hate Tamaki-senpai, so I had to figure that it was Kyoya-senpai. And I mean that I really like, like somebody that isn't part of the family." Hana nodded as Chihiro gasped again to get her breath back.
"So who is this mysterious person that you like?" Hana said as she stared Chihiro down. The younger Ishibashi just shuffled and kicked at the paved ground beneath her feet.
"That's complicated." Hana just looked at her with a look that clearly said, Does it look like I care about that? "Really complicated." The only difference to Hana's look was a bit of impatience. Chihiro gulped. "One of the Hatachiins." Hana's eyebrow's shot up and her mouth made a small o shape.
"How can you tell them apart?" Hana asked, suddenly curious. Chihiro sighed.
"I-I can't." She rubbed the back of her neck as she looked around. "All I know is that I feel drawn to one of them, but I'm not sure which one it is." Karou. A voice whispered in her head. You like Karou. Hana looked thoughtful as the bells chimed for the new hour. Chihiro suddenly jumped up and around. "Oh, I'm going to be late!" She shouted as she gripped her books tighter and started running for the music lounge.
"Chihiro!" The girl stopped and turned back to her sister who was now standing, her computer forgotten on the bench next to her. "Hey, just don't be weirded out by the twins themselves during the Host Club." Hana spoke in a normal voice, knowing that the words would carry to her sister on the wind. Chihiro nodded and smiled. "Alright, now go have fun," Hana continued. "I'll meet you at the end of club hours."
