"Do you... think they'll be mad?" Petra asked cautiously as they entered Ouran on Aki's twelfth day, making sure no hosts were there to bombard them.
"Um... I doubt it. It'd be stupid for them to be mad at me for kicking them out."
"Whatever you say. They might think we're mad at them." Petra said as the two entered the classroom.
"They're not that melodramatic." Aki sighed. And her point was definitely proven wrong when;
"AKI WE ARE SO SORRY IF WE MADE YOU ANGRY AT YOUR HOUSE YESTERDAY! HONEY-SENPAI DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WAS THINKING WHEN HE ASKED ABOUT YOUR PHOTOS!" Tamaki yelled, slamming his fists on her desk in anguish.
"Oh my god." Aki sighed. "You are SO DUMB." She said, of course, cranky as usual. "I don't care! I just... Reina."
"What about her?" Tamaki asked, standing up straight now, as if his outburst meant nothing. Petra stepped in.
"Reina... hates... you." She said as if she'd come up with it on the top of her head. "She was so jealous that Aki was going to such a prestigious school and she wasn't able to get a scholarship or any funding... so... now Reina doesn't like seeing Aki with his rich and famous friends, while she's stuck with her brother's assitant- I mean, friend."
"Assistant?" Tamaki asked. "You're Aki's assistant? And I feel so poorly for Reina... But ASSISTANT?" He blurted, causing Petra to put her head down.
"Sorry Boss." She apologized for giving away one too many things.
"It's fine. You see, it's how she got to pay me back for breaking my piano." Aki glared at Petra, causing her to sigh.
Tamaki cocked his head. "How do you... break someones... piano?"
xxx Flashback xxx
It was a rainy spring day as Petra entered Aki Hayashi's house, excited to go to some concert that Petra still can't remember for the life of her.
"Aki! Aki! We'll be late! Come on!" Little did Petra know that she'd neglected to wipe her shoes on the entrance carpet. She ran through the newly polished wood floor in wet converse. "AKI, IF YOU AREN'T WEARING THE... THE PARAMORE SHIRT THEN I AM GOING TO-" Before she knew it, she was sliding across the waxy floor, hitting the bookshelf next to the piano which held Aki's mom's most prized possesion, her 16 LBS bowling ball made of stainless steel, along with a vase filled with her grandmother's ashes.
As Petra hit it, the whole thing fell, the ball breaking a hole straight through the fragile piano, as big as her head, and the ashes spilling in between the keys, and not to mention Petra's head. And then the vase's glass was a mess too.
Petra had no idea how she did this, and when Aki came down, she froze on the bottom step as she saw her friend covered in Grandma, and a piano with a perfect hole in the middle.
Petra coughed out dust. "I... seem to have become acquainted with your... grandmother..."
xxx End Of Flashback xxx
"That sounds like something out of a bad TV show." Aki said. "Poor Grammy." She finished, pulling her books from her schoolbag.
"Is that why you were so afraid of dust bunnies under the desks last year on clean-up day?" Tamaki asked, giving out a little laugh.
"I wasn't afraid..." Petra began. "Just a little... never mind. I was scared to death! I mean, her grandmother was such a sweet lady! I mean, she would criticize me for not having enough meat on my bones, but I mean, I went to her funeral!" She laughed, Aki giving a sigh.
"Petra, she hated you so much." Aki said. "She'd make fun of you at the dinner table. 'Oh, your friend... Peter, was it? Well, whatever, am I the only one who wants to grab her leg and see how many milliseconds it takes for it to snap?'" She mimicked in a shrill voice. "I mean, Petra, you were a TINY 13 year old." Petra looked to Tamaki for an argument, but he coughed into his sleeve.
"You were a small child." He laughed, causing Petra to sigh.
"Well, can we lay off the topic of your grandmother before she gets me sent to hell to have lunch with her?"
"Yes, okay. I had something to ask you. Will Mikasa Klein be performing at the host club today?" Kyoya asked, still stunned on how they got to the topic of Aki's dead Grandma.
"Um, I'm sorry, she has another venue to play at..." Petra smiled small, and Kyoya looked to Aki.
"Well, will Mr. Hayashi be joining us for hosting?" He sent Aki a smug smile, causing her to glare.
"I may be..." She looked to her bag, that held a brown wig way in the bottom. "I may be a little late. I have somewhere to be."
"Then it's great to hear Miss Klein will be joining us."
"I'm going to bite you in the ball sack." Aki mumbled, a bit louder than hoped, causing shocked looks.
But what was more shocking? The literal shock outside the window as the storm that had crept on Tokyo turned all the lights off.
The four students standing together stood in darkness, until Petra broke the scared silence.
"I think... I think that's Aki's grandmother." The whole class suddenly erupted in screaming, as lightening struck, and the four teenagers stood in their same place. "B-Boss... Are you reading?"
"Yes, my eyes adjust well." Aki shushed them, and Petra nodded, though it wasn't seen.
Tamaki stepped forward, grabbing Petra's hand. "Dear Petra, I will make it my duty to make sure you aren't lonely and scared during this dreadful time." She was able to blush freely, but she pulled out her keychain, flipping on a tiny flashlight.
"I actually have a flashlight." She grinned. Tamaki laughed with her.
"I see."
"Yes! I also have mace! You know those crowds..." She mumbled on, stuffing the mace back into her bag.
The silence wore on, until the chairman came to each classroom, assuring them all that everyone was okay. After he left, Petra sat on Aki's desk.
"So... I'm guessing host club is cancelled?" Aki asked hopefully, not bothering to look up from her book.
"Heavens no! The show must go on!" Tamaki gasped.
"And how do you plan to make this 'show' that hasn't exactly started yet, 'go on'?" Aki asked, putting down her book.
"Well, excuse me, miss Sass. I'll tell you! We're sneaking out of class and looking for the extra generator."
And what seemed like a simple task turned into something so much more.
xxx
"I can't see a thing." Kyoya mumbled as the four of us crept through the hallways. "And why did you bring me along, anyways?"
"Well, just in case we happen to get CAUGHT, then you'll be able to talk us out of it." Aki grinned in the light. Now, outside, since there was thunder, and dark skies, it was almost pitch black in Ouran. Now, None of the four knew why they didn't turn on their extra generators in the first place, but then realized that they maintenance man was probably unable to come to fix it with the slight flooding and traffic.
"So, basically, you're using me." He sighed, causing Tamaki to laugh.
"We're using you out of LOVE!" Tamaki smiled, almost yelling. Aki slammed a hand over his mouth.
"Petra, keep control over this one! He's your responsibility." She hissed, causing Petra to sigh.
"T-Tamaki, please be quiet." She said, looking down. "I hear footsteps." She froze, causing the others to stop as well.
"Mr. Hiroshima, I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience."
"Well, I hope there aren't any lurking children around here. See to it that they get consequences!"
"Oh god..." Petra whispered towards the others. "They're gonna' see us." She harshly whispered, causing Tamaki to pull her back from the beam of light of their flashlights.
"Princess, I hope I didn't harm you." Tamaki said, as she scrambled loose from his grasp.
"It's REALLY not the time for that." Petra said. Though she wished it was. "We're gonna' get caught."
"We're NOT gonna' get caught! Come on! They're coming this way!" Aki said, the four of them scrambling to run through the hallway door, leading to the first year hallway, where they ducked under classroom windows.
"Can we just turn back now?" Petra whined, grabbing Aki's arm.
"Miss Hayley, are you really that frightened?" She looked up, dropping what she thought was Aki's arm.
"Oh, S-Sorry... Kyoya." She said, finding Aki in the group. "I'm not frightened, it's just that if we get caught, then we'll all have detention, and Miss Klein has a performance after the host club!"
"Calm down, Petra, she'll make it." Aki said, assuring her. "Come on, they're coming! Get in that supply closet!" The four of them piled into the tiny room, and sighed, sitting on closed up cleaning supply buckets.
Almost ten minutes passed before Tamaki got up. "I think they're gone." He grabbed the door handle, shaking it to open. "But the door won't open." He concluded, Aki stuttering.
"N-No way! It's GOTTA' open!" She stood up and aggressivley shook it. "OPEN! OPEN!" she begged, until Kyoya cut in.
"You know, Mr. Hayashi, you may break it if you keep-"
Snap
"...shaking it."
"You.. You broke the door handle..?" Petra squeaked, Kyoya rolling his eyes and looking ominous as lightning flashed outside the small window in the back of the supply closet.
"Oh great, we're stuck here, with barely any light, and there's lightning outside," Kyoya sighed and pushed up his glasses, looking somewhat annoyed. Well, annoyed was an understatement, he looked absolutely **.
"Some one will come eventually," Tamaki laughed, albeit nervously, as he sat back down. "I'm sure they'll notice that we're missing!"
"Dammit, if only we had our cellphones with us, we could've called for help," Aki murmured, sliding down against the door. Not even for a second did they think about bringing their bags, which were now left inside their classroom. "Kyoya, you're the smart one, did you bring your phone?"
"No, I was so rudely dragged away, I didn't have time," he hissed, adjusting his position to remove the mop that was digging into his back. "Honestly, if you three had just stayed put in the classroom..."
"We couldn't have just stood by and watch Ouran fall into darkness!" Tamaki said dramatically, standing up and hitting his head on the low ceiling. He sat back down again, holding his head and comical tears sprouting from his eyes.
"Oh Tamaki are you alright?" Petra started to fuss over him, slightly panicking. The impact with the ceiling would definitely leave a bump on Tamaki's head, maybe even some brain damage?
"That's it, we're gonna die here," Aki moaned, covering her face with her hands. And so, the four of them just sat there, completely helpless. They couldn't just kick the door down, no, that'd require too much strength, and possibly cause an injury. Going out the window would be impossible as well, none of them were small enough to fit through it. Calling for help wouldn't be of any use, the halls were practically deserted. It wasn't even lunchtime! How the hell did they manage to get into such a predicament just an hour into school?!
"You know, the sexual tension between Petra and Tamaki is really obvious," Aki said aloud, the two blondes springing apart from each other, spluttering and faces turning scarlet.
"Aki, I don't think right now in the time for that!" Petra blushed, shooting a small glare at the violinist, who responded with a cheeky smirk.
"Hey hey, I'm just trying to keep myself entertained, who knows how long we'll be in here."
"Why don't we play one of those commoner games?!" Tamaki suggested, an excited look on his face. Well, he definitely bounced back fast.
"Commoner.. Games..?" Petra cocked her head to the side, not completely understanding.
"Yes!" Tamaki nodded. "There's this great one I heard about, it's called Never Have I ever!" He grinned excitedly.
"Never Have I Ever...?" Aki crossed her legs, blowing a strand of hair out of her eyes.
"You can count me out of it," Kyoya scoffed, still looking pretty irritated. "I have no desire for playing silly commoner games."
Tamaki looked slightly crestfallen, but perked up when Petra and Aki looked very interested in the game. "Alright, tell us the rules then. Grumpy Glasses boy over there can miss out on the fun," Aki teased. And so, the blond animatedly explained the rules.
"Alright I'll go first!" Petra said, the three of them holding their fingers out in front of them. "Never have I ever... Ran a marathon!" Tamaki put down one of his fingers.
"Me next!" Tamaki cheered childishly. "Never have I ever..." The game continue on for a while, Petra ending up as the winner.
"Damn," Aki cursed, all of her fingers put down. "I lost!"
"Haha, so did I!" Tamaki laughed. "Congratulations for winning Petra!" Tamaki smiled, a small blush covering the blonde girl's face.
"Oh, just how long have we been in here?" Petra murmured, Aki banging on the door a bit as she had done 5 minutes before. "An hour?"
"Feels like a whole day," Aki stretched and cracked her knuckles audibly, sighing. "I think we missed lun-" She was cut off, falling backwards as the door suddenly flew open. "AH!"
"Aki-sempai...?" And who opened the door? Haruhi Fujioka, with the rest of the host club members behind her. "Why are you.. Why are you all in a closet?" Then she noticed how close Tamaki and Petra were, and how Kyoya was kneeling on one knee in front of Aki. "Did we.. Did we interrupt something?"
"What?!" Petra squeaked, pulling herself away from Tamaki as she turned vermillion. "Oh n-no! We got stuck in here after a-avoiding some teachers! We weren't doing anything I swear!"
"HAHAHAHAHA," Aki started to laugh hysterically, crawling out of the closet and into the now lit halls of Ouran. "HA- AHAHAHAHA- oh my god!" She lay on her back, still laughing. "Ha.. Haha.. Oh, as if I'd make out with glasses boy, but I'm pretty sure Petra wouldn't mind making out with Tamaki over there." She received quite curious looks, and two small glares from the blonds. They didn't see it, but the two looked at each other quickly before looking away again, absolutely flustered.