HEY! GUESS WHO! Well, I guess its pretty obvious... anyway, UPDATE TIME! This chapter is a little longer than the last one and really isn't a filler so YAY! Yeah... so I had time today so I decided to finish this chapter. If there are any mistakes, again, I'm sorry, but I really wanted to get this.

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Today was day four of the theme week, though Kyoya said I didn't have to attend. I was really tired of this whole theme week anyway. They had enough money, why not just fly to the country themselves. Today was the cities, like New York City, LA, etc. I really didn't listen in to the fine details. The new girl was constantly crowding around Nekozawa, making Christine a not-so-happy camper. Not like I cared anyway, she was a genuine psychotic bitch. Like bridezilla or something. Or, at least that's how I saw her.

"So, host club today?" Sylvie asked, anxiety practically written on her forehead.

"Not for me… If I don't have to attend I don't want to. All their fawning just makes me feel like a shallow little girl that wants attention. Not that you are shallow little girls that want attention, just how it makes me feel."

"I don't know… I'm going to confess today… I'm so nervous." Sylvie said, talking to her feet.

"Oh, come on. It's a now or never thing, if you get turned down, you tried. If you don't, you have a boyfriend. And one that's not hard on the eyes, just an added bonus…" Mamie smiled. Ayame and Mamie were both outgoing like that, shy but outgoing… that makes no sense but if you knew them you'd get it.

"Yeah, Sylvie, it's all over your face. You're nervous and want to back out. But this is your chance. Tomorrow he might meet some princess from a faraway land and he'll fall in love and ride away on her magical unicorn. I know I usually don't talk like this but really, do you want to say you tried, whether you fail or not, or watch him ride away on that unicorn and regret you had the chance but you let it go?"

"Unicorn? Really?" Sylvie giggled a bit. "I think I'll go for it, though. Thanks for… everything."

"Unicorn was the first thing that came to mind."

"Of course it was, I'll see you later."

"Yeah. You go to the host club and enjoy fake US cities while I do something valuable with my life. Good luck," I walked away from Sylvie, who was still anxious but happier, I guess, and maneuvered my way to the entrance. Or, I tried, until a flash of blonde pushed me into a closet, me and someone else. I heard a lock click and looked to my right, only to see Nekozawa looking at me with confused eyes.

"Kana! L-let us out!" he stuttered in his usual, creepy voice.

"That's what I call fast thinking. I'm going to go pull a little prank on that bi- I mean I'm just going to have a little talk with your fiancée. Hikaru, Christine, and I… yeah… just a little talk," I heard Kana mumble to herself from the other side of the door, her voice slowly fading.

"Well…" I said.

"Sorry about this… Kana is a childhood friend. And insane. She's nice but she doesn't really… get me, you know. She just does things on her own, and you don't want to get her angry, so I just let her so whatever she wants. I guess I'm making her sound a little bad, but really, she's my best friend."

"That's nice. I used to have a best friend, childhood friend, all that. Mia. We did everything together. She stopped talking to me though. After…" I trailed off, the memory too painful for me to go on.

"I know we've had a… rough relationship for these last few days but if it's something you want to talk about, I'm here," Nekozawa said, and I knew he meant it.

"Thanks. It really the reason I'm in Japan, but I don't want to bore you or tell you too much or, well you know… it's really not a happy story and well, I've never told anyone about this and I don't want you to judge me like the people that know have and I mean, I like you… as a friend, you're engaged, so it can't be any more than that," I was ranting, rambling, stumbling over words but I couldn't stop now. "But, I guess you're my friend though we haven't had the best relationship and it's only the beginning of school, I mean—" I was cut of then. Cut off by his lips crashed against mine and the sensation was just… wonderful. Can't be put into words. We're only about a month, less even, into school and I realized I'd fallen so hard so fast and it seems like something you'd hear in some kind of fiction story.

"I-I want to know. I want to know even though no one else wanted to, and I don't care about my engagement because I like you and I really hope you like me as much as I like you…"

"O-o-okay," Ari sighed.

Nekozawa POV

"Well… when I was young, as you know, my mother drowned. I felt it was all my fault. And… my father did too. He was an artist, actually. He went a little… crazy after that. Everyone looked over it. But, he didn't even tell me he loved me or good night or anything anymore. He just stared at me with this empty look and it drove me insane. He threatened me once, and of course, I told my grandmother, and she fought for custody, but my dad was too good at his façade. They thought I was the crazy one. Until he attempted suicide, that is. He went crazy after being saved. He didn't leave the house, and all of his art was the word 'revenge' on a black sheet of paper. I went to live with my grandma. But, everyone knew. It was all over the news, newspapers; it was the gossip of… I don't even know how widespread it was. But I was ignored, people saw me as the 'bad egg', the child of that crazy guy. She shipped me off here. I mean, it may not seem that… big. I get it if you don't want to be friends with me."

"What are you talking about?" I said with a strong voice. Then I calmed a little bit seeing the surprised look in her face. "I mean, no one here has had an experience like that… but we know what it's like to be judged. All of us here at Ouran are judged by our parents' mistakes, and we have to fix them. We are looked down on because they made a mistake, and you were too. You're not alone in this, you're with everyone here at Ouran," a tear slipped out of Ari's eye, which I promptly pushed away.

"I-I guess life isn't easy for anyone…" she laughed a sarcastic laugh, more of a sigh. "I thought it was just me." I was proud of myself, right then and there. Life wasn't easy at all. But, I survived it. I survived it and I would continue to. And, this was the first… romantic thing I've done, I've said, without the help of shoujo manga, Kirimi, or her knowledgeable maids. This was form the heart, as cheesy as it sounds. I was happy, I hoped that Ari and I were on better terms now. All I had to do now was get my dad to call off the engagement.

Ari POV

A surprised janitor let us out of the closet a little while after, actually about an hour. He didn't interrupt, though. We were sitting in comfortable silence with my hand over his, before that we were just small talking. It was about fifteen minutes after six, fifteen minutes after the host club ended as well. I decided to look for Sylvie, see what happened with her confession, and then tell everyone about Nekozawa and I. Or maybe keep it a secret. I hadn't decided. I walked to the third music room to see Sylvie and Kyoya talking. I backed up and pressed me ear to the door before they realized.

"Well… yeah. I'm sorry to trouble you with this…" Sylvie said, faintly, though.

"Before I answer… may I ask a question?" he paused for a second. "Why do you even like me?"

"Because… because you work so hard all the time. You're determined to always do your best. So much you have this façade up… you want this amazing reputation and you hide the fact you care… I don't know… that must've sounded stupid…"

"No, not especially. I don't see how that would be of attraction to you. I'll go out with you. Though your company won't make a difference to the Ootoi group I like the way you think… but it has to be a secret… no one can know…" That's when I said 'yes' loud enough for them to hear. Kyoya walked up to the door and opened it, for me to stumble in.

"H-hey guys. Congratulations on… you know… your secret…"

"Why are you still here?" Sylvie asked, giving me an odd, suspicious look.

"Oh, Kana locked me in a closet. Just got out," now both Ootori and Sylvie were giving me the look. I shrugged.

"Remember, I trust you to keep this a secret…" Sylvie winked. I winked back to her. Ootori offered to drive Sylvie home, ignoring me, but I didn't care. I was too happy to. But, there was a feeling in my gut, one that doubted Ootori's intentions, and knew this happiness wouldn't last long. But, I just pushed it aside knowing I'd regret it later. And hoped later wouldn't come as soon as it did.

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