Thank you guys for all of your wonderful views and reviews. So my gift to you is a new chapter. Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club. It belongs to Bisco Hatori. The lyrics used in this story belong to the artists. Ocs and other plot line belong to me. Edited.
Ball
It's been a full month since the revelation of Mikazuki's hidden secret. The leaves on the trees have all fallen, swept away by the cold harsh winds. Flowers have withered and died, foreshadowing the approaching winter season.
No one has seen or heard anything from Mikazuki. She skillfully evaded them when passing through the hallways. She stopped coming to the cafeteria for lunch and barely avoided the two high school seniors of the club.
Hosting wasn't the same anymore. Though the host club gang put up a fake façade for their guests, all secretly desired for Mikazuki to come back. Hikaru and Kaoru missed how she would make faces when the twins performed their taboo "brotherly love" act.
Tamaki missed her calming presence. Haruhi longed for the normal conversations she used to have with, as you can say, her only girl friend. Kyoya felt guilty for the first time in his life and hoped that she would return to start anew with him.
Honey missed how affectionate she would act towards him. Sometimes, she even indulged in his favorite pastime with him: eating cake.
Mori… Mori was more silent than ever, if that is even possible. During the past month, his thoughts wandered back to Mikazuki. He thought about everything about the missing girl. Sometimes Mori wondered if he was developing some type of feelings for her. He wasn't so sure.
To get their minds off of the absent female, the host club planned to host their annual "Pre-Christmas Ball" since the holiday was drawing near. It was to be host on Friday November 30th. That week, the grand ballroom was decorated in the most expensive decors.
The music would be played by a professional orchestra along with a lead vocalist to perform as well. Everything was going smoothly…until November 30th arrived. The lead vocalist backed out at the last minute for unknown reasons.
The host crew were somewhat panicking, but Tamaki took it to a whole different level.
"What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" screamed Tamaki while pacing back and forth across the room.
"All those lovely maidens will be so disappointed!"
"Boss I'm sure everything will be fine" assured Kaoru.
"Kyoya had a Plan B just in case something like this happened," explained Hikaru. Tamaki finally stopped his persistent pace.
"Yes Plan B. How could I forget about Plan B." A moment of silence passed before Tamaki asked, "Mommy, what's Plan B?"
Everyone seat dropped at Tamaki's obliviousness.
"Really….Tamaki-sempai," replied Haruhi.
"In case something like this occurred, I asked the chairman to provide a back up soloist just to be on the safe side" Kyoya explained nonchalantly.
"Oh"
"I wonder if Mika-chan will show up," said Honey thoughtfully. Hearing this, everyone's mood changed drastically from panic to sadness.
"I don't know Honey-sempai… It would take a miracle to bring her back," stated Tamaki saddened by the thought of her.
'I can't….. believe….. I'm doing this.' The chairman made a decision to communicate with my producer, without my permission, about a stupid ball that the host club was sponsoring. Of course being the so called "understandable" producer he is, he agreed without any of my input, so now I'm technically forced to sing at the damn ball.
Honestly, I didn't want anything to do with them. For the past month, I have been successful in steering clear of them all for the most part. I made sure to hurry through the halls to dodge any contact. Lunch was now eaten in the safety of a secluded classroom.
During club activities, I absolutely made sure that the door to the studio room was locked and secured. I also waited an extra hour before leaving to make sure that I was the last one to leave the building. Classes….now that's a whole different story.
It's extremely difficult to avoid both Haninozuka and Morinozuka. I try to be the first one to leave a class and the last to enter. When group assignments are given, I request to work by myself.
Currently, I'm in the dressing room of Mrs. Hitachin, Hikaru and Kaoru's mother, having my outfit picked and make-up done. The twins left before I arrived, so contact was avoided there.
"Honey, are you sure about this?" she asks while picking out my costume. Sitting in a chair in nothing but a thin robe I told her, "I can't do anything about it now."
Mrs. Hitachin was a sweet middle-aged woman who looked exactly like her sons. She had shoulder-length ginger hair graying a bit and amber eyes. Finding what she was searching for she pulled out two outfits.
One was a sleeveless puffy floor length black gothic dress. Deep red ruffles where sewn into the bodice and skirt giving it a layered look. The collar acted as a choker. It was a v-neck open wide collar. There were some matching arm warmers that had red lace and chains attached to them.
The second outfit was composed of a black zipper up corset that had a lace up front and a pair of matching jeans, with red plaid designs, which I would be wearing underneath the dress. The dress was only for the songs I will sing in the beginning, but when it was time for me to leave, the dress would be discarding and a dance performance would ensue.
Stepping out of the robe, I untied my chest bindings leaving me on nothing but my underwear. Helping into the corset, Mrs. Hitachin laced up the front to make sure it supported my full bust. Then she proceeded to help me into the dress.
This time, she laced the ties loose so I could slip out of it quickly when I was ready to dance, but made it tight enough so it wouldn't fall off. I slipped on the pants while she gathered her cosmetics.
Returning with her trusty kit, the middle-aged woman began dolling me up.
"I don't see why you his your lovely eyes behind you bangs," she pondered while applying minimum eye shadow.
"The reason why I do so is because I don't want people liking me because of my outward appearance. I want them to love me for who I am," I answered. Sensing little room for argument, Mrs. Hitachin quickly moved on to lipstick, giving my lips a cherry red look.
Done with cosmetics, She advanced on to hair. Wrapping my long hair in a bun, she placed a blond wig over top with long enough bangs to cover mine.
"Why do you wear this horrendous thing? You have such lovely hair"
"What is this? Twenty questions?" I joked. She glared at me playfully all the while securing the wig upon my head.
"Don't worry. After tonight I won't need this silly wig any longer." Mrs. Hitachin looked at me questionably before handing over some black pumps. I know you are probably wondering how I can dance in those…well if Lady gaga can do it so can I.
Double checking everything, she walked me toward the front doors of her mansion outside where a limo was waiting. We said our good -byes and parted ways with a hug.
Watching the scenery pass by, I mentally prepared myself for the crowd that I would have to entertain tonight…not by choice. Tonight I'm not Mikazuki Chaolon, I'm Zuki Chao. But Miss big shot Zuki Chao is about to make a shocking presentation.
The ball was turning out better than expected. The girls were having a blast dancing and chattering dressed in the formal wear. Each was waiting for their turn dance with a host of their choosing.
The hosts were decked out in ivory white suits and dress pants. They wore a pink collared dress shirt underneath. To complete the gentleman look, they wore polished black shoes.
The orchestra played to their fullest potential tonight, but everyone was waiting for the real entertainment to arrive.
"When is the singer coming? What if they don't show? What if the girls become restless?" Tamaki droned on and on with his "what if" statements. The hosts dragged him back stage to calm him down.
"Don't worry Tamaki. The guest should be here in-,"
"Are you looking for me?"
Finally reaching my destination, I made a bee-line back stage where I saw he host club crew in deep conversation. Deciding to intervene, I cut off Kyoya in the middle off his declaration.
"Are you looking for me?"
Surprised at the sound of my voice, they all turned around to gaze upon my form.
"Mika-chan…you came." spoke Tamaki as he stepped forward.
"Save it! I'm not here for you. I'm here because the chairman asked me to" I said pushing past Tamaki.
"Mika-chan…we're all-,"
"Sorry Mistukuni-san, but I'm not in the mood to hear any of it," I interrupted Honey. Making my way past the rest of the host club, I trotted on stage. I made sure that there was a piano placed as I requested and surveyed the height of the stage. It was not to high so I would twisted my ankle when I jump off.
Standing in front of the stage, I grabbed the microphone to make an announcement.
"Hello girls! My name is Zuki Chao and I will be singing for you tonight. So please…enjoy!" At the end of my proclamation, the girls commence screaming out my stage name with adoration.
Looking back at the orchestra, I gave them a small nod to let them get ready for the first song.
L'amour est un oiseau rebelle que nul ne peut apprivoiser
Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle s'il lui convient de refuser
Rien n'y fait, menace ou prière, l'une parle bien, l'autre s´etait
Et c'est l'autre que je préfère, elle n'a rien dit, mais elle me plait
Everyone watched me with awe upon their features.
L'oiseau que tu croyais surprendre battit de l'aile et s'envoi a L'amour est loin, tu peux l'attendre : tu ne l'attends pas, il est là
Tout autour de toi, vite il vient, s'en va, puis il revient
Tu crois le tenir, il t'évite, tu crois l'éviter, il te tient! tout autour de toi vite vite,il vient, s'en va, puis il revient
Tu crois le tenir, il t'évite.
Tu crois l'éviter, il te tient! (Habanera-Filippa Giordando)
Surveying the crowd, I watched as the host club members danced with the girls, switching at the end of turns.
At the end of the song, everyone clapped and shouted out praises. That's how it went for most of the night. After the songs I chosen was sung, I decided to end my concert with one last one. But for this one I played the piano.
It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you
You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oh
I'll give anything again to be your baby doll
This time I'm not leaving without you
Everyone focused their attention on my singing form. The big part came up when I would finally reveal who I really was.
We got a whole lot of money but we still pay rent
Cause you can't buy a house in Heaven
There is only three men that I'ma serve my whole life
It's my daddy, and Nebraska and Jesus Christ
Something, something about the chase, six whole years
I'm a New York woman, born to run you down
So have my lipstick all over your face
Something, something about just knowing when it's right
So put your drinks up for Nebraska
For Nebraska, Nebraska, I love you
In the throes of the music, I sprang to my feet, took off the blond wig, and let my hair out of the bun. Gasps cried out through the crowd.
You and I, you, you and I
Baby, I rather die without you and I ( You and I-Lady Gaga)
"Ladies, I am sorry but for the past few months, I have been hiding a secret from you all. I want to let you guyrs know that Zuki Chao is just my stage name. My real name is Mikazuki Chaolon. But me and Zuki Chao are one in the same," I said polietly.
Silence engulfed the whole entire grand ball room. All of a sudden, the girls began to clap louudly still chanting as if they were all oblivious of what I just said.
I've finally exposed myself for who I really am and yet they still clapped and chanted for me. My secret is out…. Zuki Chao is no other than Mikazuki Chaolon.
Quickly scouting out my dance partners concealed within the crowd, I gave them a signal to start the surprise performance. Creating a scene in the middle of the dance floor, I jumped off stage and made my way to the commotion. Arriving dead center, I stopped in mid stride, the others followed suit.
Taking off our outer garments to reveal the ones we were wearing underneath, the break dancing to Don't Stop the Party by Black Eyed Peas was set in motion. Lifts, flips, pops, locks, intricate tutting, everything possible was done. The song soon came to a closing.
I rocked left, my partner rocked right. I popped down, he popped up. I sprung back up and turn my back toward the crowd , my partner copied. Locking arms, my crew proceeded to leave the grand ballroom.
The crowd of girls were left with awe and shock at what just took place, but at the same time enjoyed it none of the less. The host club, however, just stood frozen in shock.
'Wow!'
Whew! Im finally done with this chapter. I was typing this during a thunderstorm and I was like I hope I don't get struck by lightning. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will have another chappy for my dearies Saturday. So please view and review. It makes mama happy. :D
