Honey slammed the Club Room door behind him and ran through the halls. He didn't really know where he was going all he knew was that he wanted to get as far away from Amaya as possible. He felt tears fall down his face as he thought about what she had done.

Why, why does she hate me so much?, He thought, I was hoping we were getting better but this has shown me that all she wants is to hurt me more and more!

He closed his eyes and shook his head against the rush of emotions pounding away inside him. It worked, however this did mean he wasn't looking where he going.

Which is how he nearly killed Tamaki.

"Ow!" The blonde yelped as he fell to the ground, rubbing the back of his head.

"Honey-senpai? What's wrong?"

But Honey just looked at the ground where he had fallen from the impact. Tamaki squatted down in front of him. He spotted Usa-chan and his eye widened a little in realisation.

"Oh are you upset because Usa-Chan is dirty?"

Honey shook his head, Wordlessly he held up the rabbit and Tamakai could see the leg dangling off it.

"Oh no what happened? I'm sure we can fix it, we'll just get one of the twins to-"

"That's not the problem!" Honey shouted suddenly.

"Ok...Well what is the problem then?" Tamaki asked nervously. He had a sneaking suspicion that Honey may have just woken up.

"Amaya, she, Amaya." Honey struggled to find the words. "She did it. She hates me."

Tamaki smiled sympathetically. "Amaya-chan doesn't hate you, she-"

"Yes she does! Look at what she did! How would you know any different?!" Honey screamed, not wanting to be told that Amaya loved him deep down because they were family or something like that. Being family wasn't always enough to stop you from hating someone. Look at Grandfather, he hated Amaya and vice versa.

Tamaki chewed the inside of his cheek. He knew how he could prove to Honey that Amaya cared about him, but it would involve breaking his promise to her never to tell anyone about it.

But right now Honey thinks she hates him and Tamaki found it hard to believe Amaya would maliciously and purposely harm Usa-chan. Clearly however Honey didn't think it was that unlikely.

Tamaki sighed making his decision.

"Honey-senpai, did Amaya ever tell you about the first time I met her?"

He'd just have to write her an apology.

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Tamaki smiled as he walked through the middle school grounds. He had just finished speaking to some girls in his class if they would be interested in attending a Host Club in Ouran next year. They had given him a good response and that was all he needed to strengthen his resolve.

Now to tell Kyoya about it. I hope he'll agree to set it up with me, Tamaki thought to himself.

So engulfed was he in his thought about Cos plays and finding potential hosts, he was already considering the twins in the year behind him, that he was completely taken aback by the small blonde bombshell that fell out of the tree and in front of him.

"Ah!" He jumped looking at the girl, before him. She was small enough with big brown eyes hidden behind masses of blonde curls that hung to her hips. She was wearing the same uniform as him but Tamaki didn't recognise her.

"Oh are you alright? Did you fall from that tree?"

"Fall, jump whatever way you want to put it." The girl said. Her voice was shaking a little as though she was nervous talking to him.

"Well as long as your okay, that's what matters." Tamaki answered lightly. Maybe he should practise his Hosting Skills on this girl.

"You are okay aren't you?" He asked touching her face lightly.

The girl flinched back from his hand. "What are you doing?"

Tamaki deflated, maybe he should learn to read the moment better.

"Nothing. Oh look at the time. I should be going." Tamaki laughed and started to walk away.

"Wait! I wanted to ask you something." The girl called after him.

"Really? What?" Tamaki asked surprised that she wanted to know something from him when he was so new to this school. And country.

"I overheard you talking to those girls and I was wondering..." The girl seemed to breathe deeply for a moment before continuing. "Are you really going to set up a Host Club in the High school?"

Tamaki blinked in surprise. "Yes I hope so."

The girl nodded, she swallowed before moving on. "And this Host Club, would it have things like cake and, and cute things like teddies and that sort of stuff?"

"Yes, why? Do you like things like that...Princess?" Princess? Tamkai questioned inwardly. I suppose it could work.

The girl scoffed with a smirk. "No not really, I do have a sweet tooth but teddies aren't really my thing. No I was asking because...because..." She trailed off as though she couldn't find the will to continue speaking. She bit her lip and swallowed, her eyes staring at the ground with her fists clenched.

She sighed and looked up at Tamaki, her face suddenly set with determination.

"Alright so if you're going to do this you need hosts right?"

"Yes but I'm afraid we'll only be excepting male hosts..."

"No I don't mean me! Just listen, there's a guy in Ouran, Mitsukuni Haninozuka. He's the captain of the karate team but really I think he'd be happier if he just sat around eating cake with cute toys. And he's good looking, girls are always fawning over him. So could you do me a favour and ask him to be a host?"

"Em...I could look into it..." Tamaki said surprised.

"Oh and another thing, if Haninozuka is going to join your club then his cousin Takashi Morinozuka is going to have to join too. Don't worry though, he's tall, dark and handsome or at least my friends tell me he is." The girl said in a rush.

"Okay so that's all I wanted to say. I'll be leaving now." She finished awkwardly.

"Wait" Tamaki called. "Why do you care what happens to these guys?"

The girl paused and turned to look at him.

"It's complicated. The truth is I didn't think I did. But I don't want him to be unhappy, even if I'm going to be..." She drifted off before looking back at Tamaki as though she was only remembering he was there.

"But don't worry about that. Actually do you mind if I ask you to do one other thing for me?"

"Certainly. What is it?" Tamaki asked a little perplexed by the young girl in front of him.

"Can you promise not to tell anyone that I spoke to you? It's just that I'm going to become a pretty sore issue in a few days."

"I suppose I can do that."

The girl smirked a little. "Do you mind if I hear you say it? Just so I can feel assured."

Tamaki smiled and, although he did not know it at the time, put on his best Host smile. He bowed and in a grand voice said

"I promise not to tell anyone about this meeting, my darling..." Tamaki straightened. "I'm sorry what is your name?"

But the nameless girl had already disappeared, not to return for two years.

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"I never knew that girls name. I didn't even realise it was Amaya until I saw the way she acted around you and Mori. That's when I also knew that you had no idea she was the reason I asked you to join the Host Club in the first place." Tamaki finished telling the memory to Honey with a smile.

Honey opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't think of anything to say. He clutched Usa-chan to his chest tightly as he thought over what he had just heard. He couldn't believe the story Tamaki had just told him, but then hadn't Amaya yelled at him before she left? Hadn't she scolded him for being so pathetic that he had to hide away his true self.

Was that just her way of trying to encourage him to join the club?

Honey hissed in pain as he felt something prick his finger. He looked down and saw something silver and metal poking out of Usa-chan's dangling leg. It was a needle.

She was trying to fix him. Not damage him.

Honey felt tears starting to well up behind his eyes. His chin began to quiver and his nose was getting runny.

"Amaya..." He said, his voice cracking. He turned and sprinted back to the music room.

"Amaya-chan! I'm sorry!"

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Honey opened the music room door and glanced around. He saw Amaya lying on the couch asleep but there was no one else in the room.

Should I wake her? No maybe I should just let her sleep, he thought as started to close the door before hearing footsteps inside the room.

He glimpsed in again to see Kyo-chan walking towards the couch. He watched as the black haired boy leaned over the back of the couch and gently kissed the top of his cousins head. Amaya's eyelids fluttered open and she smiled sleepily up at Kyoya whose hand came down to brush the flour that was stuck to her cheek.

Honey quietly closed the door. Amaya may be awake now but he didn't really want to interrupt the moment that those two were sharing. Not that he wasn't curious about when exactly those two started sharing moments.

A/N: Ta dah! So that's the secret Amaya didn't want Tamaki spewing all over the place. I hope you enjoyed the chapter and as always please review.

P.S: Sorry for all the angst-y family drama. Don't worry I have more violence and even some Cos play coming up soon so stay tuned.