WARNING: We would like to point out that this lovely story is labeled teen, and although nothing has suggested so far that it should be labeled such, it will be more appropriate by the end of the chapter. So, If you have a problem with extreme cursing, please read the edited version of Chiyuki's rant underneath the original version

Chiyuki sat on the wall surrounding the park, doodling idly in her sketch book with a pen. It was a little past five; school had been out for two hours. The cool autumn wind brushed through the colorful trees as the sun was beginning to sink lower in the sky.

She paused for a moment as she got that creepy someone's-watching-you feeling. Prepared to scream, she slowly looked up to see Mori across the street from her, holding a white gi* in one arm and a wooden kendo sword in the other. He walked over with a confused look on his face.

"Hiya, Mori-senpai!" The middle-schooler said in a cheery voice, waving a little. Mori nodded a little in greeting.

"Mitsuya?" He asked simply.

"Oh, she's at home. I had to stay after school."

Mori raised an eyebrow quizzically.

Chi blushed a bit. "I had detention…" She mumbled. The other eyebrow went up. "Something about oil paint all over the teacher's desk…"

Mori chuckled a little, patting his kohai on the head. Silence passed for a few minutes as the senior sat down on the bench next to the wall. Chiyuki adjusted herself to where she was laying on her stomach on the wall, playing with the hem of her middle school boy's uniform.

"Why don't you talk much?" She asked, making a few random shapes on an empty page.

Mori shrugged, not saying anything.

"What's your favorite color?"

"…dark blue."

"How long have you been doing kendo?"

"As long as I can remember."

"Where's Honey-senpai?"

"Home."

"Do you always know where he is?"

"Pretty much."

"That's kinda weird."

He shrugged again.

Silence passed between them again before…

"Why do you wear all the different uniforms?"

Chiyuki blinked. Mori said more than four words without being asked? "Hmm… Mostly because it confuses people. Plus I like them all, except for the elementary boys and the high school girls."

Mori nodded again.

"So why are you here, Mori-senpai? Shouldn't you be getting home?" Chi asked out of curiosity.

"Am I bothering you?" He questioned in reply, though he didn't sound defensive.

"No, no. I was just curious why you stopped to talk to me."

Mori was silent for a moment before speaking. "It's not safe to be alone when it's getting late."

Chiyuki sat up. "Makes sense I suppose." She reached down and messed up his already spiky hair with both her hands. "Aren't you just a sweetie?" She giggled. Mori reached up and 'fixed' his hair, smiling a little. He reached up and grabbed her sketchbook with her noticing.

"May I?" He asked, already opening to the front page. Chiyuki looked down at what he was looking at and spazzed, practically tackling him to get the book. She ended up upside down with her legs still on the bench, with a surprised looking Mori.

"S-sorry. I'm not confident in my sketches…" She said timidly. Mori put the blank look on his face again. Chiyuki righted herself, sitting awkwardly on the bench next to the senpai.

A moment passed, before she quietly set the book in his lap. "Just don't laugh, 'kay?"

The dark haired boy nodded, and flipped through it. He paused when he got to a picture of all the host club members. It was actually quite good, although not as good as her paintings he had seen. As he kept looking, there was a page for each host, of different angles and expressions. (Except for his, since he only generally had his blank look and the occasional smile.)

He handed Chiyuki back the book, patting her on the head. "Very good," He said softly.

Chiyuki blushed a little and smiled. "Thanks."

"Honey-Senpai, where's Mori-Senpai?" Chiyuki asked, skipping over to the small senior, who looked up at his nickname.

"Takashi had to go to a kendo meeting today; he'll be here later Chi-Chan. Why do you ask?" He replied, his eyes twinkling with his usual happiness, mixed with some… mischief?

Chiyuki blushed slightly. "Well, he ended up walking me home from the park and Mitsuya said that I should thank him…" She explained.

Honey grinned. "Oh yeah! Takashi told me about that! He said that you showed him your sketches. He really lik-" He was cut off as Kyouya and Mitsuya opened up the doors for the ladies waiting anxiously on the other side. "Time for the ladies!" Honey giggled. "Why don't you sit with me today, Chi-Chan?"

One of Honey's guests had just sat down as he said that, and she perked up. "Oh, Chiyuki, will you?" She asked. Chiyuki nodded happily and sat down quickly with some of the other girls that had walked over after paying their dues.

~*~

"It seems that Chiyuki is going to be sitting with Honey-Senpai for today. Will you sit with a host today as well, Mitsuya?" Kyouya asked the girl standing to his right, collecting fees from the girls while Kyouya wrote down their names and hosts.

Mitsuya looked up at him, suspicious. "Are you going to charge us as if we're guests?" she asked in reply.

He chuckled. "Should I? Hmm, I mean… Chiyuki will probably consume at least two slices of cake and down four cups of coffee while she's sitting with Honey. That consumption of sugar will then increase the likeliness of her breaking something, and possibly hurting herself… It might be safer if you pay before-hand rather than taking chances." He replied, jotting something down in his notebook. The girl, one of Tamaki's guests, handing Mitsuya her money giggled a bit then rushed off to join the King.

"I think I'll take my chances… I'm going to go sit with Haruhi, he asked me to sit with them today." She told the bespectacled boy with a smirk. True to her word, once the last guest had been taken care of she headed off to join the disguised girl and her guests, without paying. Kyouya watched her for a moment, then checked his list one last time before heading to his own table and guests.

~*~

"Do you ladies need some more tea?" Haruhi asked her guests with one of her 'genuine smiles'.

Her three guests looked into their tea cups to find that they were indeed out. They looked a bit disappointed at the prospect of their 'handsome' host leaving them, if only for a moment even. "We don't want you to have to go to the trouble of getting it for us, Haruhi." One of the girls said, voicing all of their concern.

"Oh, it's no troub-" Haruhi began.

Mitsuya cut her off, coming out of her own little world that she had slipped into somewhere in the conversation the guests were having. "I'll get it for all of you. I'm sure some of the other hosts need some more too." Before Haruhi could protest, Mitsuya was out of her seat and headed toward the teapot.

"Getting some more tea?" A voice asked from behind her as she grabbed hold of the pot. Mitsuya almost dropped it when she jumped from surprise.

She turned around, trying to stay calm. "The clients asked for some, and what the clients want, the clients get." she asked him. "And don't sneak up on me like that Kyouya-Senpai!"

"My apologies Miss." He replied sarcastically. "Hurry along then, you don't want to disappoint the guests." Kyouya told her with a smirk. Mitsuya rolled her eyes and walked off.

Mitsuya was pouring tea for one of Tamaki's (very blonde) guests when she heard him.

"Kaoru!" Hikaru yelled worriedly. Mitsuya jerked her head in their direction. She set the teapot down, excused herself, and began to head in that direction when Kaoru caught her eye from where he lay on the floor, and shook his head, alerting her that it was an act. Hikaru was knelt down next to him, his face filled with false worry. The look of concern on Mitsuya's face quickly changed to that of irritation. She silently cursed her mother-like protectiveness for those conniving twins as she headed back to finish serving the tea to Tamaki's table.

~*~

"Takashi!" Honey cheered, jumping onto his cousin's back, much to the delight of their guests, when he finally joined them.

"How was Kendo, Mori-Senpai?" A quieter girl asked from her seat across from the two seniors.

Mori nodded and answered with a short, "Good." The most dedicated of the Mori fans were about to pass out at this single word. Chiyuki couldn't help but recall yesterday's conversation with some pride. She had heard many more words than just one…

"Oh! Mori-Senpai! Mitsuya told me to thank you for staying with me in and walking me home yesterday." She told him with a childish grin. He just nodded to her; his face looking just slightly more cheerful, then continued to watch Honey. Her smile got a bit smaller with disappointment. "So thanks…" She said quietly.

"Is it almost time for lunch, Mother?" Kaoru asked her, leaning forward to see her around Haruhi.

Mitsuya ignored him. He had already asked her that question ten times in the last seven minutes, and he was just being ridiculous. He could see the clock as well as she could, and had been going to Ouran longer than she had, so should know when their lunch was anyways.

"Yes Mother, is it lunch time yet?" Hikaru asked, leaning backwards to see her around Haruhi and Kaoru.

Mitsuya glared at her paper. He had asked her that twelve times in the past five minutes; not that she was counting. He had caught on to Kaoru's little game two minutes late, so had to play catch-up, or that's at least how Mitsuya saw it in her head.

She turned her head just enough to look at Haruhi. Haruhi turned towards her as well. "I'm going to kill them…" She hissed. Haruhi laughed.

"They're idiots, it's true." She replied with a shrug.

"Idiocy is no excuse to prevent me from murder. Neither is boredom." She told her with a joking smirk. They were released from lunch at that moment, to all the students' relief; the physics lecture had to be a form of torture.

"I'm not going to be at lunch today, I have something I need to do." Mitsuya explained before splitting off from the twins and Haruhi, leaving them to walk to the lunch room alone.

~*~

Kyouya walked up the stairs toward Music Room 3, massaging his temples as he went. Tamaki had obviously had caffeine that morning, considering he jabbered in class about three times the usual amount. Because of the constant talking he had now developed what could, for obvious reasons, be called a 'Tamaki-Induced Headache'. He couldn't take it through lunch, so had to retreat to the club room, hopefully getting some work done in the process.

He didn't take notice of the quiet music coming from the room as he opened the door. He did however notice it once he saw the origin of it standing in the middle of the room.

Mitsuya dropped her bow in surprise when the door opened and let out a small squeak. Once she saw it was only Kyouya she released a sigh and quickly scooped up the bow, then set both it and the violin itself gently down on the nearest couch. The two just looked at each other for a while, not sure what to say, both surprised to find the other there.

"Hello Mitsuya. You play the violin?" Kyouya finally asked. Mitsuya stared at him as if he had just spoken Greek or something. (Although she knew just enough Greek to know that Greek sounds nothing like that)

"Are you really going to pretend that you don't know?" Mitsuya replied, picking up the violin again with her gloved hands. She began to slowly play a few notes on it, still looking at Kyouya, waiting for an answer.

Kyouya was just as confused as she was. Could he really have missed some sort of vital information? Her mother was a violinist, he knew that. He hadn't seen anything about her playing though… Or maybe he had? This headache was messing with him. He sighed in defeat. "I honestly have no idea… The performing arts aren't really my forte." Mitsuya giggled. "Don't laugh at my shortcomings!"

"No no, it's not that… It's just that forte is a dynamic…" Mitsuya explained the pun that Kyouya had obviously not intended to make. His face was as blank as she had ever seen it. "Dynamics are the louds and softs in music?" She tried to explain to clear up any misunderstandings. Kyouya finally nodded.

"I am actually a very talented violinist; not to toot my own horn or anything." Mitsuya giggled again at her own pun this time. "I was a childhood prodigy and played with my mother on quite a few of her tours in my late elementary and early middle school years. I asked to stop going on all of her tours around then, but I still play a lot. I might end up going on another tour with her again soon." Mitsuya told him while still playing on the violin. It wasn't much, but it seemed to be perfectly executed; not that Kyouya would know.

He watched her for a moment, sinking down onto one of the couches. The speed picked up and the music obviously got a lot more complicated. She had a look of concentration on her face as her bow flew over the strings. After a few minutes she stopped playing. She dramatically threw her bow arm into the air and spread her other to the side, still holding the violin, then dropped into a curtsy.

"That was… amazing…" Kyouya complemented her, with just the slightest bit of awe in his voice.

Mitsuya ducked her head down a bit to hide a blush. "Thank you." She replied quietly. She began packing the violin away. "Not that I believe you… You are clueless… She said with a small laugh.

"Be nice." Kyouya replied, pretending to be insulted.

Mitsuya's laughter rang through the club room. "You're one to talk! Now, I need to get into the lunch room just long enough for Tamaki to realize that I am alive. I'll see you here this afternoon." She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Kyouya stared at the door for the moment, a genuine smile on his lips. "Yeah, see you…"

The Host Club met up for lunch the next day like usual. The twins were slipping a fake bug into Tamaki's lunch while he had out a catalog and was trying to convince Haruhi into one of the dresses in it. Mori reminded Honey to brush his teeth after he ate the large cake in front of him, and Kyouya was semi-arguing with Mitsuya about what cosplay the group should do next.

"I'm telling you! Shakespearian would be great," Mitsuya said, literally pulling pictures out of her sleeves of costumes and websites.

"Polls among random students have shown that a pirate theme would be more popular." Kyouya turned around his laptop.

"I think you just wanna make the guys wear tights, Mitsuya…" Chiyuki mumbled from where she was sitting next to Mitsuya in her girl's middle school uniform.

"Oh, shush, Chi. You know that's not true." The older girl grimaced, and then did a double take. "Chiyuki! What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be in algebra right now, and you're already doing poorly in that class!"

Chiyuki blew a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, revealing paint smudges along the side of her face. "I'm playing hooky…" she said, laying her head on the table.

Tamaki yelled at the twins as he finally noticed the fake bug in his lunch, and Honey leaned Mitsuya to ask Chiyuki why she was skipping school.

"Because I don't wanna be there…" She responded, right around the time the rest of the club noticed her.

"Daughter! For shame on you, skipping class!" Tamaki scolded the girl, who just looked up with teary eyes in a glare. Tamaki skittered back as the twins surrounded their 'sister'.

"You know, you'd blend in a lot better if you were in the High school girl's uniform." Kaoru stated.

"Yeah, you kind of stand out in the brown amongst yellow and blue," Hikaru added.

"Yes, well, I'd have to be high before I wore those fugly things," Chiyuki snapped at them. Whispering began around them as the other high school students finally noticed the younger girl in their midst.

A couple of boys sauntered up, sitting in the empty seats next to the middle schooler. The one closest to her leaned in.

"Well hello there dearie... Do you think you're a big girl in here?"

Chiyuki scowled, and, trying to ignore them, stood up and left the cafeteria. The Host Club just watched her go, but the two other boys had a different idea. They nudged each other, and got up to follow her.

"You guys, I think we should make sure she's okay..." Honey said after a moment. The rest of them agreed and got up quickly to follow.

They followed the two boys (who followed Chiyuki) at a distance, and were mildly surprised when they were led to the third music room.

"Maybe she was going to hide out there until school was over," Kaoru suggested. Mitsuya nodded.

"That's usually what she does."

"Wait, so how often does she skip school?" Haruhi asked.

Mitsuya looked like she was trying to count it up, but simply said after a moment, "A lot."

Tamaki was almost in tears. "My little girl is a truant! Oh dear, whatever shall we DO?!"

Hikaru and Kaoru surrounded their boss. "It's okay Tono. Besides-"

"-we have bigger problems at the moment."

The twins pointed to the music room door, where suddenly a loud scream was issued.

"Chiyuki!"

The Host Club rushed into the room, prepared for the worst to see an enraged Chiyuki holding a tube of paint. The boy who had talked to her in the lunch room was doubled over, something red dripping from his face. His buddy looked absolutely horrified.

"YOU MOTHER FUCKING BASTARDS!" Chiyuki yelled, sounding nothing like her normal cheerful self. Mori and Honey looked like they were about to rush over and beat the boys up. Mitsuya, seeing that her friend was fine, held up an arm to stop them.

"Wait. This is a good lesson for you guys to learn about her," She said simply. The two seniors stopped, though they were still poised to jump at a moment's notice.

Chiyuki continued like the Host club wasn't even there. "YOU SICK PERVERTED BAGS OF SHIT! YOU ARE THE FUCKING SCUM OF THE EARTH, TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME LIKE THAT! IF I EVER EVER SEE YOUR FACES AGAIN, YOU BETTER RUN FUCKING FAST, OR YOU WILL HAVE THE EVER LOVING SHIT BEATEN OUT OF YOUR DAMN FACES! ASSHOLES! BASTARDS! GO JUMP OFF A CLIFF AND DIE!!!!!"

~Edited version of rant~

"You stupid poopy heads! You are so mean you monkey poop eaters, trying to take advatage of me! If I ever see you again, you better run fast, or I'll beat the horse feathers out of you! Buttmunches! Morons! Go jump off a cliff!"

~End edited version~

Chiyuki stormed out of the third music room, pushing through the Host Club like they weren't there, pulling out tubes of paint and splattering paint everywhere. The High Schoolers avoided the paint, shocked to see their middle school companion cussing like a sailor with no manners.

Mitsuya sighed. "If that's paint in his eyes, you'll want to clean it out. I have to go calm her down." She was almost out of the room when she paused, looking at the paint everywhere. "...That stains. I'll pay for it later..." And with that, she left the room.

"Hikaru, Kaoru."

The twins stopped and turned around to face Mitsuya, who was hurrying down the hall behind them. "Yes Mother?" Mitsuya shook her head and sighed; they always had time to poke fun at someone.

"Could you two please take Chiyuki home after Host Club is over? I'm leaving early to go do something and won't be able to take her home." She asked them quickly. They gave her a funny look.

"Can't she take herself home?" Hikaru replied.

Mitsuya grimaced slightly. "Both of our parents are out of town. Her staff has been given a week vacation while she stays at my house. My parents only give me access to one limo while they are gone, due to an… unfortunate history. Sorry for the last minute request, it was poor planning on my part." The twins didn't bother even asking for that story.

"Why us?" Kaoru asked, confused about how their title of "Devilish Twins" would give them the responsibility, uh, honor, of taking Chiyuki home.

"Mori already has Honey to take care of, I'm not trusting Tamaki with her, Kyouya scares her because of the licking incident, and Haruhi doesn't really have the resources." She explained quickly. "Please?" She was on the verge of begging.

"I guess-"

"we can take her-"

"to your house." They finish.

Mitsuya sighed in relief and rushed off. "Thank you so much! I owe you!" She yelled over her shoulder.

"That you do…" They said with identical smirks on their faces.

~*~

Club activities were winding down for the day, only fifteen more minutes left before the last of the guests were escorted out and the hosts could go home for the weekend. Mitsuya was leaning against a column when she noticed the time. "Crap…" She made her way over to Kyouya's table reluctantly. "Uh, Kyouya-Senpai?" She said quietly, leaning down to where he was seated, working on his laptop. He had no customers at the moment, and Mitsuya couldn't decide if she found that to be a positive or not.

"Yes Mitsuya?" He asked, turning to her while pulling his laptop screen down to where she couldn't read it. Was it just her or were his cheeks a bit pink? Her cheeks probably were too, it was kind of hot all of a sudden. Maybe the heat had just kicked on for the first time or something…

Mitsuya took a deep breath. "I need to go a bit early today, I hope you don't mind." Kyouya cocked his head at her, probably trying to figure out what she was up to. He finally nodded.

"Meeting with the Chairman?" He asked her with a slight smile. Mitsuya rolled her eyes.

"Yes, you creeper. He just wants to check on me and Chiyuki since we've been here for three months. Sorry I can't stay until the end. See you on Monday I guess." She waves at the other hosts and the guests as she leaves Music Room 3.

~*~

"Thank you Chairman, and don't worry, I'll keep an eye on Tamaki for you!" Mitsuya said with a smile as she exited his office after about thirty minutes. He is so much like his son, just a bit more logical; maybe. She began to check through her books. Math, Physics, History, English, wait… where was her English book? Mitsuya thought for a moment. "Gah!" She screamed at herself for a moment. "You have been so scatter-brained lately!" She rushed back to the club room.

~*~

"Crap! Guys, I forgot my bag in the club room! I'll be right back!" Chiyuki said, rushing away from the Hitachiins' limo and back into the school building.

The twins looked at each other for a moment. She had already run back to the room on their way out once; was she always this bad? "Gosh Chiyuki! Hurry back!" Hikaru yelled in her direction, exasperated.

She didn't feel like running, no matter how frustrated the twins were getting, so she took her time; leisurely walking down the hall. She eventually made it back to the doors of Music Room 3. She was about to open said doors when she heard Mitsuya's voice on the other side.

"How exactly is that going to work out?" She asked someone. "Not that I'm saying no!" She rushed to reassure the someone after a moment.

Kyouya's voice replied. "It'll have to be secret I guess. I understand if that would be too much pressure on you or uncomfortable or whatever. But…?" The last word came out as a question. His voice was soft and a bit uncertain sounding; neither were tones Chiyuki hadn't heard from him before.

"Sure… Yes." Chiyuki could just hear Mitsuya smile as she replied, sounding a bit nervous herself. Chiyuki was grinning ear to ear, and had completely forgotten what she was doing in there to begin with. She ran back outside before she was caught.

Well hello there little ones! (I'm sure many of you are older than we are, but hey, it sounds good...) Alrighty... So this one was mostly filler, but it was needed, and you got over 4000 words this time so.... Yeah! The next chapter will be written... well, a little differently. Prepare thyselves. Also, since bribary works for very few people (thank you those who reviewed and requested drawings, I'm working on them) We have turned to threats! No new chapter until... well... A decent number of reviews! ^-^"""

oh, and as for the * about the gi, gi's are the uniforms worn in martial art and what they would wear during practice.