Thankfully Mori was really fast, or else you might have gone off the edge of the mountain. You would try to turn the tips of your toes together to stop yourself from going faster as you had always seen on T.V, but that only threw off your balance even more, then when you tried to turn your heals toward each other it almost made you do the splits. Flexibility was not one of your strong points. After multiple times of almost breaking your ankles you found that you could also use those stick things that that came with the skis to try to slow down. Those almost impaled you a few times because you would stick it hard into the ground, only for the stick to snap into your stomach. Finally after all that fuss you found to most sure way of slowing down: sitting. By squatting down and sitting, flaying your legs out like a five-year old, you would stop. True this made your skis get stuck in the ground and throw up snow, but it was better then breaking your ankles and stabbing yourself. Mori would try to help control your dysfunctional talent by pulling back on your jacket, lifting you off the ground, and other helpful ways to help you stop. At first you had found this annoying, but when he almost didn't get to you fast enough one time and you ran into the orange fence at the side of the skiing range, making the whole line of it fall down someways, you were really happy that he pulled you out just in time. Hunny was supportive the whole way down, and even praised you when you were able to go fifty meters with out falling. Several times you had seen the other hosts go down and back up the mountain, passing you, waving at you, trying to help you, but it didn't make a difference. It took you about half an hour to go down the small mountain hill once. When you finally got down you decided that you didn't want to go again, as can be expected. But Hunny convinced you to try one more time with tear filled eyes and much sniffled begs.
So it was, once more, that you would try. You rode back up to the top of the mountain with anxiety, almost having a breakdown on the way up, and when you slid off of your seat to the open mountain air you prayed that you could get down the mountain in better time. Thankfully it seemed that you were a very fast learner as it only took you twenty minutes to go down the hill and Mori only had to pick you up a few times. Each time that you went down the hill you got better, and after about five or six times of practice you were able to ski down by yourself with Haruhi, sometimes with the twins if they didn't throw snowballs at you along the way, and even once with Tamaki and Kyouya- Tamaki complimented you the entire time and even Kyouya admitted you had some skill. Mori and Hunny, after helping you, had gone off on their own for some time. Hunny was really fast on his snowboard, which was covered with pink bunnies, and enjoyed doing seemingly dangerous tricks. Mori did jumps with Hunny too, and almost gave you a heart attack when you happen to be underneath them during one of their higher jumps.
About three hours of skiing went by and you didn't even notice. Right at this moment you were having a nice conversation with Haruhi on the gondola ride. Besides the moments where Haruhi could express her true gender, you hardly were able to talk to her because she often had to stay in character, and Haruhi agreed that during those moments were probably not the best times for the intelligent conversations that you needed.
"You know," she started after both of you had gotten off the subject of how ridiculous some of the host clubs plans were, "You've really opened up these past couple of months."
"How do you mean? I still think I'm as antisocial as I was before."
"You are able to talk with the guys now. Tamaki-sempai said that before you hardly participated in anything, even in class, and now look at you. You've conversed back and even tease the twins."
"Most of the time it's because I'm forced into a conversation by Hunny-sempai or Kyouya," you laugh.
"Oh believe me, Hunny-sempai, Hikaru, and Kaoru plot about how to get you involved when you aren't around.," she laughs back. Haruhi was probably the person you could consider to be most closely related to a friend, and you also saw why Kyouya told you to go to her for advice on things.
You went down the hill with Haruhi, who was still uncomfortable with skiing, and past by Tamaki on your way down. You and her wave to him, and he waves back with more grandeur then what was needed, all sparkles and rose petals. After you have passed him, you whisper over to Haruhi, when she is not concentrating on falling. "Do you think that Tamaki has an "Off" switch somewhere?" She looks at you, then over to Tamaki to see what you mean, then shakes her head.
"I think he acts like a host so often that he only knows to snap out of it when something serious is going on. Well, even then he sometimes does understand," then she shakes her head again and you laugh.
Once at the bottom of the hill with Haruhi, you meet up with the other hosts. It appears that they are all standing around waiting for you, Haruhi, and Tamaki. Tamaki was almost down when you reached the bottom and the twins made use of his moment of "tardiness".
"Hurry up My Lord!"- "Jeez you're slower then Yuko!" they taunt.
"Oi! I'm right here," you scold and glare over at them. They just smile maliciously. Tamaki tries to hurry, but not before they grab for Haruhi. "If you don't hurry"- "We're going to take Haruhi in for dinner" -" and take both of the seats next to her!" This quickens Tamaki's pace considerably, and you watch as he seems to blaze past the last bit of the hill toward Hikaru and Kaoru and smack them.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY LITTLE GIRL!" he screams. You roll your eyes with Haruhi, and pull her our from the "King's" rage. Once he has finished yelling he goes back to his calm demeanor, and clears his throat.
"Besides, that's not fair to Yuko, she has done wonderfully for her first time."
"Thanks, but you really are keeping us from eating," you point out to him, and he drops down into one of his pouts because once again you blew off his flattery.
The twins laugh hysterically while walking into the lodge and the rest of you chit-chat. You find the place where your shoes are, then start walking over to where a couch is so you can replace your footwear. You can hear the ski boots thump across the tilted floor, and it isn't until now that you realize how heavy those boots are. It might be that, or your legs are just sore from the exercise. You shrug that off. Then when you pull your right leg up to move you forward and the world seems to spin for a moment. You hear the impact before you feel it, and when you hit the floor your elbow throbs form catching you. Your right arm slips from it's position and instead of letting your head fall, it moves instinctively to catch your head. Now your shoulder and your fingers hurt. At least your head was safe. You groan a little unconsciously and start to sit up. The others heard your fall and come rushing over to you.
"Oh my gosh Yuko are you alright!" Hunny quickly grabs for your look up and all of them are looking down at you in a circle.
"Ow!" you grumble, then start checking your arm. You feel some soreness on your hip and cover it with your non-damaged hand, then you look over at your elbow to see it red, but not scratched; and when you look to your hand your your fingertips are also red, but not broken. You feel a slight sting in the place where your hand had caught your head, so you touch the tender spot. You wince then pull your hand away, you must have accidentally scratched yourself. You groan again and huff out "I'm fine." You feel yourself get picked up bridal style and you instinctively clutch at their neck as you don't want to fall.
"Oi, put me down!" you yell at Tamaki, and try to push away but he ignores you.
"Kyouya, call a doctor," he demands, but Kyouya is already pulling out his cell phone. The twins set up the couch so you can lay there but you still protest. "I'm not bleeding, I'm not broken, and so help me Kyouya if you make through with that call I will break your phone!" Kyouya looks over at you and shuts his phone, but they all still gather around you. Tamaki was careful to place you gently as your side was still bruised. Once on the couch you sit up and move yourself to face forward.
"Why are all of you so overly dramatic. I fell, I was not shot!" you complain.
"What if you have a concussion? You do have a bruise on your head," Haruhi says.
"No that came from my hand catching my head. I fall often enough that my body naturally protects my head from injury," you reply back. They all still look at you with concern so you continue to soothe their nerves. I'm the one that got hurt, and they freak out.
"I'm okay," you say slowly. "I'm bruised, but that does not equal dying. I'm not a peach, I have bones that are quiet hard and quiet sturdy."
"I think someone should take you back to your room," Tamaki says. "I never asked you to think" you almost say, but instead you come up with a better argument. "If you do that I won't get dinner," you whine. "Look I'll prove to you I'm fine," you say, then stand up. Your hip hurts from the pressure, but you ignore it as your stomachs well being is on the line. You twirl around and pose like a dancer would, with your hands in the air. They are unconvinced.
"Fine, if you aren't going to go with me to dinner, I'll go by myself." then you stomp toward the dining area. You had almost run over there to get them to follow, which they do, and they give in to your demands.
As you all eat dinner they constantly ask you if you are alright, to which you reply each time that you are fine. Besides these annoying comments dinner goes on with happy laughter from all. After dinner you walk back to your room, but Tamaki insisted that someone walk with you. Kyouya's room was closet to yours, not by much, but much closer then the others, so he walked you to your door.
"Are you sure that you are alright?" he asks again. You groan and slump back against your door frame. "Yes, I am positively, absolutely, one-hundred percent, fine!"
"You never can be too careful," he shrugs.
"Yes you can. It's call paranoia." He is silent and just watches you. The awkwardness spreads and you don't feel as if you can just walk into your room.
"Besides my clumsiness, did you have a good birthday?" you change the subject.
"Yes it was fine," he chuckles, then turns leaves before you can go further in depth. "Good night Yuko," he waves off to you.
"Good night," you call back, then you go to bed. Your sides hurts so much, but you just go straight to bed. The whole day of skiing caught up with you, and you fell into a deep sleep. Tomorrow you would be ridding the train back to Tokyo, so on that note, you felt that besides the dramatic scene, the birthday bash had gone fairly well.
(And a good _enter time of day here_ to you all!)