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Chapter 10: Dojo

Huffing, I flopped down on my desk. After getting an earful from my father, after he had found out I had raided the kitchens, I was pretty depressed. Mother had even mentioned it as well.. and I was tempted to just go into a small toilet cubicle and scream like Esther from that English movie Orphan.

"What's up with you?" The twins appeared, one leaning on the back of my chair. Flinching, I glared up at them. "You look sad. What happened?" One asked.. I presumed that was Kaoru. Hikaru had a tendency to just not give a shit whatsoever.. but that didn't mean he couldn't be nice.. some times.

"Nothing.. My parents are just being a bother." I leant on my elbows, staring down at the desk. "I don't get the big deal about eating cake. They had a go at me."

"Why did they have a go at you for eating cake?" They asked in unison. Glancing from one to the other, I shrugged.

"I do ballet and kick-boxing.. I'm not meant to eat sweets or that sort of stuff."

"But you're thin enough." Kaoru mumbled, looking at me as he pulled up a chair. "Why can't you eat what you want?"

"I don't know." I huffed, opening my hands. I rubbed the palms against my face for a moment or two, before I let them flop gently down on the desk.. and then something hit me like a mother fucking truck. "Oh." I looked at them. "I can't come to the club today. I have practice."

"What practice?"

"Ugh.. Kick-boxing.. It's going to be horrible." I flopped over the desk, the twins watching me with odd stares.

"Don't you like it?"

"I like my teacher." I shrugged, rubbing my face again. "But he's in France. I have to wait to see him again." The twins exchanged a few glances, before they shrugged and left me to my own devices. I pulled on my headphones and leant on my elbow, Haruhi only just getting in as the bell went. She must've woken up late, because she's never been late.

After saying hello, the Hitachiins dragged her to their seats, where they rambled on about various thing I couldn't here.. not that I would want to, anyway. I had a bigger thing to worry about. My parents had said we would be going back in a matter of months and, despite the fact I already missed my friends and wanted to go back like hell.. spending these few days with the host-club, I'm not sure if I want to go back.. I'd break Kyoya..

Shaking my head, as if I'd shake the dreadful thoughts right out of my head, I leant back in my chair, on the arm, on my elbow. My palm cupped my cheek in my hand as I breathed out. I hadn't been sleeping a lot, what with getting in trouble for raiding the kitchens and the homework I'd been delaying due to the host-club, I was pretty tired.

Caught in a god-damn carousel of thoughts and music, I wasn't sure when I fell asleep.. but, all I did know, was that it was pretty quick after class had started.

"Al-Chan? Al-Chan~?" Something prodded my cheek and I grunted, suddenly becoming aware I was awake. The thing I was laying on wasn't a chair.. it wasn't even hard and I wasn't even sitting. "Al-Chan? Are you awake?" Another prod and I opened my eyes, reaching up to shield my eyes from the lights. I blearily looked to the side, Honey's concerned, yet cheerful, face filling my vision, along with the twins, who were standing beside him. "You fell asleep in class."

I pushed myself to sit up and rubbed at the sleep pooled onto my eyelids, frowning as it got a bit annoying. "Did I.." I mumbled, trying to recall what class I had fallen asleep in. Honey nodded, seating himself beside me as he stared with wide, worried eyes. "What time is it.."

"Just before the club starts." Mushroom-boy piped up. Thinking for a moment, I looked at him, before my eyes shot wide open and I lunged off the couch, almost knocking Honey over. "What's wrong?"

"I have practice!"

"Oh yeah.. you mentioned that.." The Hitachiins mumbled, holding out my stuff. "You won't get in trouble if you're a bit late, will you?"

"You have no idea.." I groaned, pulling my phone out. Five missed calls from Gabriel. Great. "I'll catch you guys later!"

"Bye Al-Chan!"

I shut the door and bolted down the hallway, desperate to see if Gabe's limo was still there.. and, luckily, it was. He was leaning against the drivers door, holding his phone to his ear as he stared worriedly at the ground. "Gabriel!" I waved my hand, running through the gates. He shot up, taking the phone away.

"Honestly, Miss Alex! You've scared me half to death!"

"Sorry.." I smiled sheepishly. He sighed and nodded.

"Come on then, Miss. We'd better get you to your class."

"Who's teaching me?"

"That's a surprise." He opened the door and I slotted in, flopping down on the seats. I was still tired, but I was bored and I wanted to do something other than sleep. Gabriel glanced at me in the mirror, before he pulled away from the curb. I sat up properly and undid the band holding my hair up, letting it fall over my face. I combed it back with my fingers, before flopping against the chair. "Why were you so late, Miss Alex?"

"I must've fallen asleep somewhere. Then Kaoru and Hikaru took me to the-"

"Who are they? Your mother doesn't like it when you don't tell her about your friends." My eyes widened slightly and I frantically shook my head. I couldn't let anyone know I was in such a club.. Father would send me straight back to France, mother would definitely think it was a waste of time, when I could've been home earlier, and I'd probably break Kyoya's heart by leaving him.. again..

But I was going to do that anyway. I was going to be gone in a few months.. but I didn't want to..

My eyes stared blankly at the window as droplets of rain slid down it. I shuffled over to one of the window and pressed my cheek against the cool metal, staring up at the sky. "Are we going to a dojo?" I mumbled, still staring upwards.

"Yes, it's owned by Yorihisa Haninozuka. The man is extremely respectable, he owns a branch of dojos across Japan."

"Haninozuka.." I pushed away from the window. "Honey's dad?!"

"Miss Alex, who are all these people you are talking about?"

"Uh.." I sunk in my chair. "They were from my dreams..?"

"Mhm." He gave me a look in the mirror, before shrugging as we turned a corner.

"Is kick-boxing even a martial art.. Why isn't it in a gym?" I mumbled, staring at the leather seat.

"It is, Miss Alex. And your father wants you to do well.. The youngest son will be there to help you train."

"Youngest? Who's that?"

"Yasuchika Haninozuka, he's the youngest of the two sons. Although he's not as good as his older brother, Yasuchika is quite skilled."

"Really." I edged towards the door as the limo came to a stop. I picked up my changing-bag and then hopped out as soon as the door opened.

"I'll be waiting for you, Miss Alex."

"Thanks.. Gabe.." I flashed him a small smile, before walking up the steps. It was bloody massive, and I could already hear shouting from the inside. I slid open the door and was met with at least fifty men following a small boy that looked unmistakably like Honey..

Why hello. It's your friendly writer wanting to give trash ^_^ Terribly sorry I'm a few days late for the update, I haven't been in a good mind-set and I'm still getting frustrated with my SNK fanfic.. I just can't think of what to do with it.. but I think it will result in being deleted, since I can't exactly update right now or in the near future...

Hope you guys enjoyed C:

(PS: I'm not sure if Honey's father actually owns dojos all over Japan, but, if it's not from the Anime, then it's just another thing.. probably just from my imagination C:)