Fun Fact #8: Both Misaki and Miyako love reading. Misaki likes fiction and fantasy, and Miyako likes nonfiction. Miyako is actually advanced in her studies. In her free time, she studies English, Science, and Math.

Chapter 14

~Misaki~

"Mom? What does love feel like?"

My mother looked down at me, smiling, "Why do you ask?"

I shrugged, "You love Dad, don't you?"

Her smile froze and she looked away.

"Misaki."

Turning around, I noticed Miyako leaning on the doorway of the room. I ran to her and hugged her, "MI-CHAAANNN~ WHERE WERE YOU? I DIDN'T SEE YOU FOR THE LAST TWO HOURS."

Mi-chan smiled - a sincere smile, "Thank goodness I finally got a break from you."

"UWAHHHH YOU HATE ME!" releasing her from the hug, I asked, "Where did you go?"

"Oh... uh..." Miyako shrugged, then winced, "...I was... hanging out with some girls at school."

"My baby sister is growing up so fast! Is that mine?" I pointed to a letter she held in her hand. In big print, "MISAKI HISAKAWA" was written on the front of the paper.

She looked at it in alarm, but tried to hide it with a laugh, "Oh - no, that's just a letter for me. They got us mixed up."

"Okay! Now, let's go upstairs!" I grabbed her arm and started pulling her along. Mi-chan immediately pulled back and rolled her shoulder. She smiled apologetically, "Sorry, my shoulder just hurts a bit."

I wish I had known what she meant back then.

I wish I wasn't so stupid.

~vVv~

"May I sit with you guys?" I asked several girls, letting my voice fall very slightly in pitch. All three girls turn and glare at me. One of them sneered, "What are you doing here, Miyako?"

I took a deep breath, Remember. Sarcasm and logic against insults. Don't let their words to get you. Keep a mask of boredom.

"Thanks for the welcome," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes and sitting down.

"Do you think you can get whatever you want?" one of the girls snarled, "You're just a b# $&! A s&%$!"

I glared at them, trying to keep my temper from flaring out as a scowl entered my expression. They just called my sister bad names! IT'S WAR NOW OKAY. No, keep calm, keep calm. "Are you just going to insult me," I scoffed, raising an eyebrow, "without any evidence to prove your claims?"

"You're bewitching Hikaru!" one of the girls pointed at me, "You're trying to steal the Host Club from us!"

Now, Mi-chan would just ignore them and leave... I can't do that if I want to figure anything out.

"You're being selfish, you know? If... if the Host I like doesn't like me," Now, even just acting that I liked my twin's crush was a bit... odd, "then I would be okay with that. But you three - you three just want all of their attention, don't you? I pity you."

One of the girls sitting right next to me fell of her seat with a scream, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room, "Miyako! How could you push me!"

"I knew she was a jerk."

"She only cares about herself."

"I hate her."

Miyako.

She was dealing this by herself, wasn't she?

She wasn't relying on me, was she?

Was it my popularity that started this mess?

I clenched and unclenched my fists, standing up. Pushing my hair behind my ears - gosh, they're such a bother. I prefer short hair now - I said in a confident, loud voice, "Do you know who I am?"

"You're a pig," the girl spat out.

"I am the heir to my parents' company," I started, "My company owns power worldwide."

Her eyes widened.

"But, most of all," I continued, "I have my friends behind my back. And -"

A cough came from the doorway.

I turned around, ready to shout at the goofball interrupting my speech, but then I saw the Mi-chan. Her elbows were bleeding, and her dress was a bit torn.

Oohhhhhhh snap.

"Misaki," I said through my teeth, "What are you doing here?"

She caught the message and grinned widely.

We know each other so well.

This was why we're twins.

~Miyako~

I stood there, smiling calmly, but my mind was racing.

How would she react? Bubbly, excited, obnoxious, embarrassing... got it.

"Mi-chan~" Even though I was exhausted from running, I hopped over to where Misaki was standing, right next to a girl on the floor (I'll question it later?), "I've been looking for you ALL OVER!" Once I was right next to her, I looped my arm through hers, "We need to go shopping now, right?"

"Uhhh..." Misaki's face was filled with fake confusion. It was obvious she was containing her laughter. "What are you talking about?"

Thank goodness for those pointless, boring acting classes our parents forced us to take when we were young. I let go of her arm and started jumping up and down, "OMG YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT I HEARD ABOUT!"

Misaki sighed exasperatedly, "What is it?"

"So that boy that I was talking to you about -" I interrupted myself and side-glanced at the people surrounding us. I leaned forward and whispered to Misaki's ear, "There's - there's a fight on the roof. Daichi and Hikaru. Get Kyoya." I took a couple of steps back.

Her eyes widened until they were as big as saucers, but in a sarcastic tone, she said, "Great. So? Why are you telling me this?"

"H-hey," one of the other girls sitting at the table squeaked, "Who are you...? Why do you two look so alike?"

We both blinked at her. Then I pointed to myself, "Oh, me?" I fell into a fit of giggles, before catching my breath. Quite honestly, this was getting a little tiring and hard. I held out a peace sign and put a hand to my hip, posing, "My name is Aki-chan! I'm Miyako's older sister! Now..."

In my best creepy Misaki voice, I cracked my knucles and demanded, "wHiCh oNE OF YoU iS mAKinG mI-cHAn uPSEt?!"

They all shuddered and inched away from me.

"Let's go," Misaki whispered in my ear. She quickly ran over to where the Hosts were all standing and watching us, and told them about the situation.

Kyoya's voice echoed through the room as he announced, "We apologize, but the Host Club must close early today." A chorus of sighs and disappointed groans went through the room before he continued, "However, all of you here today may get a free hour with any Host of your liking tomorrow. And please don't forget about the ball that the Host Club is holding tonight."

Before we could hear their reactions to that announcement, we were already running to the stairs.

I silently hoped that everything was okay. Was Hikaru hurt? Oh my stars, if he was hurt...

We finally reached the roof, and the bright light from the sun blinded me at first. As my vision focused, I could see Hikaru and Daichi punching each other. I gasped. Daichi had a bruise on his forehead, which quite bluntly, I wasn't that concerned about. He could lose a bit of brains if he wanted to - he was already smart enough.

"Hikaru..." his name passed through my lips. Was his nose bleeding? My gut twisted itself into a knot as I stood there, struck frozen.

Hikaru grabbed Daichi by his collar and pushed him against the wall. He was saying something, but I couldn't hear. I just felt too dazed out and I couldn't snap out of it.

My breathing was still hard and slightly difficult... I probably ran too much... logically... the stress and the worry...

Daichi shoved Hikaru off him, and Hikaru fell to the ground.

"Miyako!" Misaki shook my shoulders, but I ended up fainting in her arms.

~Misaki~

"You're it!" Daichi tapped Miyako's shoulder, but she glared at him.

"I don't like commoner games," she pouted, "They're boring."

Daichi seemed to think for a moment before asking, "So... then can I sit with you?"

"Shoot for the stars," Even though I couldn't see it, I could practically hear Mi-chan rolling her eyes.

Unbeknownst to them, I was still in my hiding place, hiding behind a box in the treehouse.

Sota walked into the room, "We're not playing tag anymore?"

The two that were sitting down shook their heads. Miyako changed the subject, asking, "Hey, where's Aki-chan?"

"I don't know," Daichi shrugged, then turned to Sota, "Go find Misaki."

The younger brother left. When he did, Daichi stood up and held out a hand to Mi-chan, "Hey, do you want to see something? I found it in the forest the other day."

"What is it?" my sister asked curiously.

Daichi held a finger to his lips, "It's a secret."

"Whatever. Why not?" Miyako took his hand to pull herself up, but quickly let go after she was standing straight. I easily saw the disappointment on the black-haired boy's face that he tried to hide.

I didn't know about Mi-chan, but I knew that Daichi might have formed a bit of a crush on her. But it was weird, so... Miyako and I never talked about the possibility... after all, we've all best friends for years.

Weren't we?

A/N: Sorry that this chapter isn't up to par with all the others ones... and sorry it's so late! I had time to do it in early August, but I had a really bad case of writer's block. This chapter didn't seem to fit well, and I'm not any good at writing fight scenes, so I was avoiding it. But I thought I owed something to you guys, and so here I am.

I've been feeling a bit down lately. I lost the campaign for student council at my school, my favorite teacher (homeroom and AVID teacher) is moving, and life just sort of sucks right now. Ugh, school is so busy. Spanish I is really easy, but Algebra isn't. (Algebra is two grade levels above my age). AVID takes up a LOT of time. As I said, I also ran for Student Council for historian, but everyone voted for the popular girl... oh well. I'm a class rep instead. I'm also joining clubs and everything - I'm really sorry that I don't have much time! I hope that all of you readers are still sticking around, and I hope you can continue to bear with me. :)

Next chapter will be the Host Club Ball and omg I'm so excited there's something you guys need to read in that chapter. I want to tell you guys everything about it, but that's too much of a spoiler. And since there hasn't been much of Misaki romance lately, there'll be a chapter dedicated to her love life. ;)

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P.S. Guys, I'm (currently) living on Guam, which is a Pacific island that is a U.S. territory. For me, it's already 9/11. And can you guys please just take a moment to think about it? Sure, if you're around my age, you probably don't remember it at all. But some people were extremely affected by this event, and their lives will never be the same. Even if you're not American, 9/11 was a shock to so many people.