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"Hey Kyoya, what happened to your face?" Tamaki looked at his friend curiously.

"Nothing of importance," Kyoya said mildly, touching the bruise on his cheek. "Except," he looked triumphantly at Emiko, who was concentrating intently on eating breakfast. "I won."

"WHAT?!" Tamaki and the twins gasped in shock. Kyoya pushed up his glasses and smiled innocently.

"B-but I thought you weren't playing?" Tamaki sniffed at the betrayal.

"No fair, no fair!" The twins sang.

"Well, I figured I might as well prove my superiority," Kyoya chuckled.

"It didn't count!" Emiko fumed from her spot. "It was dark and you couldn't see anything, so it doesn't count!"

"Did you hit him Emi-chan?" Honey questioned, poking Kyoya's cheek. (Kyoya: hey ow!).

"No!... Maybe… well he deserved it!" She huffed and turned her back on him.

"Wow she really got you on that one huh?" The twins looked at the purple and black bruise, glad it hadn't happened to them.

"Who can say?" Kyoya replied breezily, confident of his victory. "Although, with this kind of wound I'd say an additional five hours will be added to your time of service," he smiled the smile of a devil, very pleased with himself, and got up to pack.

"That's it…" Emiko muttered, nearly cracking the table in half, "He's dead… he's a dead man!" The flames flickered in her eyes and she leapt up, fist raised in the air.

"No Emiko! Don't do it!" Hikaru clung to her waist, holding her back.

"Restraint! Restraint!" Kaoru pleaded, also pulling her back.

"Just one hit! Just one!"

Back at Ouran: the next day in Music Room #3…

"Aw c'mon Kyoya! You have to tell us how you did it!" Tamaki whined into Kyoya's ear.

"Logical reasoning," Kyoya replied matter-of-factly.

"B-o-r-i-n-g…" the twins put their thumbs down, not satisfied with Kyoya's response.

"Well, it's obvious why none of you won," Kyoya began, turning away from his laptop, "You all took the wrong approach." The rest of the hosts, besides Haruhi, looked at him intently, prepared to take notes.

"You tried to make her blush through your normal means, which would have never worked on her," he pushed his glasses up, "For instance, Honey and Mori tried their strong and adorable pairing on her, but she's too serious for that. Tamaki, you tried to impress her through your prince-like charm, yet she is far too level-headed to be interested in such romance…" Kyoya sighed at Tamaki's crestfallen face, "Nevertheless, the only ones who could have had a chance were the twins and Haruhi. (Haruhi: me?)" The twins looked at each other and shrugged.

"Yes, Haruhi would have been the winner if she had participated. Due to Emiko's lack of female companions her age, an endearing comment or praise from Haruhi would have finished the game; however, because Haruhi didn't play, the twins were the second best (Hikaru and Kaoru: second best? Hey!). But, they did not win due to one major flaw in their plan: Emiko is comfortable around bare skin and close contact. This makes sense since she's had training in martial arts, but it is one factor that hadn't actually occurred to me until she was unmoved by your brotherly love," Kyoya took a breath, enjoying revealing his analysis.

"So, it looked like there would not be a winner. Therefore, I decided to perform a little test," he smiled, glasses glinting, as the rest of the hosts all looked at him, amazed and a little frightened of his calculating abilities.

"But Kyoya senpai…" Haruhi looked at him through chocolate, brown locks, "What did you do?" Everyone nodded, wondering how on earth he could've won the competition.

"…" he looked at them all and smirked knowingly, "Shall we open the Club now?"

Class room #20:

"I heard she even went on an expensive trip with them!"

"The nerve of that girl!"

"She's not even special! Why does she spend so much time with them?"

"How dare she?! Does she think she's better than us? Getting all that alone time…"

Emiko sat alone, waiting for class to end. It was almost 3:00; the Host Club would be starting soon. She knew she would have to run to change.

"Hey! Minami," a girl with two long pig-tails strode up to her desk. "Why are you spending so much time with the Host Club?" Other girls crowded around Emiko's desk.

"Yeah! You're not so special that you get to be alone with them all the time!" Emiko kept her eyes down, fists curled into balls. I bet I'll have to clean up more of those stupid rose petals.

"Aren't you listening?" I wonder what theme it'll be today.

"Minami… are you dumb? You must be, since the Hosts would only hang out with you out of pity…" the girl with pig-tails sneered confidently at her. Don't listen.

"How sad," another girl remarked, leaning on Emiko's desk, "Such an ugly girl spending so much time with the Hosts…" Don't respond.

"What a worthless person…" Do. Not. Respond. Emiko's arms and shoulders shook. With a start, Emiko stood up from her desk, looked levelly at the girls', and forced herself to calmly walk out of the room.

In the hall, a painful feeling began to well up in Emiko's chest. It felt like the walls were going to swallow her up. It hurt. Not able to stand it anymore, Emiko ran.

She ran, huffing and blinking back tears. The painful feeling didn't go away. It kept following her. She was going to be crushed.

She had to run faster.

Ok, I had to show the consequences of hanging out with the Host Club... It sucks.. but fear not! Emiko's strong and this only sets the stage for future events *raises eyebrows*

also: so, I uploaded last night and almost immediately there were two beautiful new reviews... y'all make me feel so happy! I absolutely can't thank you all enough! *attempts to squeeze reader's cheeks* **reader runs away**...

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