Writing in the board will be in Italics
Using sign language will be Underlined.
Bold underlined and Italics is a text message.
Bold and Italics is phone call.

^Note^

RECAP:

"Hikaru, we are going to go find her and we are all saying sorry, and thanking her for shoving Haruhi into that vase." Tamaki said and with that they left.

STORY:

With her black shorts on, a black spaghetti strap-tank top, no shoes, and her purple hair its normal wavy self, but in a half ponytail in the back, and a medium strand hanging loosely in front of one her eyes, the rest was held back by an orange stretching headband. Haruhi on the other hand wore a white plain t-shirt, and borrowed black shorts (mine), and bare foot. Everything else was normal. My sunglasses were off, and my small deformities were out. I set up an Ipod player that I 'borrowed' from my uncle. I made a lot of CDs because we were going to be here for a while. She smiled contently as the white walls and papers were spread across everywhere. They were in a store that had been closed down and was now her own painting shop (after a long argument, for all the birthdays her family missed), They had one long window, but the could only look out, no one could look in, and it was sound proof. I looked over to see Haruhi uncovering the paint cans.

"So yare you really mad at Hikaru?" she asked

"Iie." I said, like I said before, I talk but not as much as I used to, now it was showing more that I could actually talk. I had to stop that.

"Really?" she asked

"Yes, really, I was never really mad, well I was at first but then I got over it. So now I am seeing how long it is till they apologize or till I'm bored and figure something else out to get them back." I signed

She sweatdropped but smiled all the same. She knew how I was and how I liked revenge. I smiled back at her and blasted the music. Ricochet by The Shiny Toy Guns. Instead of taking a paint brush and starting, I dipped my foot in a teal and the other in orange. My hands went in a green and a yellow. Haruhi grabbed dark blue, grey, Purple and yellow as well. We did cartwheels, threw paint, kicked paint, threw it at each other, twirled around, and splattered it. After an Hour of that I found this powder paint and what it was, what when the paint was drying or still wet, you through it and in gave that color as well, like tie dye without the swirls…well…never mind. By the time we were done, we were head to toe in different colors, when we walked out people would gawk at us and some even took pictures. But of course some things were hidden. All was well and calm until we heard a voice.

"Haruhi? Is that you?" Two voices sounded at the same time, I flinched. It still hurt.

I murmured and said I was going home. No one saw me slip away or so I thought.

-3rd PERSON-

Mori saw the small girl slip away but said nothing. It had been a shock to everyone when they saw Haruhi and Onyx come out of that place covered in paint and all different kinds. For the first time they saw a genuine smile on the small girls face but it flitted away when she heard their voice. The others never noticed her and if they did, like Mori they didn't say anything.

"Daughter why are you covered in paint?" Tamaki wailed

"Your not my dad! -sigh- And because me and Onyx were bonding and having fun." she said and looked around and noticed her sister was gone but then her fun vibrated making her jump.

"Haru, I decided to leave you in the hands of your friends for now. I will be a phone call away if you need me. Have fun. Love you -Yx

Haruhi smiled sadly at her phone, knowing it was no use to try and get her and the guys to get along.

"Haruhi are you alright?" Tamaki asked serious.

"Umm…ya I'm fine just a text. What are you guys doing here?" she asked hesitantly.

"We came to apologize to your sister. Where is she?" Tamaki asked and she just sweatdropped.

"She slipped away not to long ago. I can't believe you didn't notice." she said, "And besides you won't be able to find her. Not even the famous Kyouya Ootori. It takes someone special to find her." She said and walked away leaving the Host Club in shock.

MONDAY MORNING IN CLASS: ONXY:

Monday morning I walked into the classroom, and now no one stared at me, no one would gasp or anything. My hood was down and so were my ears, my sunglasses were on like normal, but my usual dry hair was wet and very wavy and curly. It was interesting but no one cared and neither did I. I did get a few looks from guys as they saw my outfit: A black tank top with a zip up sweatshirt over it, with a black pleated mid thigh skirt with fishnet stockings and converse that go to my knees. I lost a bet with my Uncle and this is what I had to wear…well after some discussing, I was not going to wear pink.

Anyway I walked to my seat and sat down when the bell rang. The teacher looked up and nodded to the class and started taking attendance. He was cut off when the phone started ringing. Which was kinda weird. He picked up the phone and listened before saying a goodbye and hung up the phone. He looked around and he looked around the room before his blue eyes met mine.

"Onyx they are ready for you. I trust you already did your homework ahead of time." he said.

I smirked and nodded. I picked up my two bags and handed the homework to him. One backpack held my homework and school crap while the other held extra clothes and some CDs with my Uncles laptop. I walked out of the class with a salute to the teacher who rolled his eyes but returned it.

TIME SKIP:

"Alright so you know how to work this now?" my Uncle 'Aki' asked as he was the electrical expert.

I nodded mutely at him, he smiled and ruffled his hair and left the empty room. I was in the ballroom where they were going to hold the dance and so I had my Dj place set up. All this week I would be here during school and doing half the homework than normal at home. I smiled and looked around this was to be my sanctuary till Friday afternoon when they would start decorating this place. So till then it was all mine. A laugh of excitement escaped my lips as I quickly went over to the laptop that was hooked up to the speakers. I looked through my songs that couldn't be in the dance and started playing Sell Your Soul by Hollywood Undead. I smiled again for what felt like the hundredth time today. I was happy to be here on my own.

'my lips are sewn shut,
i watch my self bleed,
they push and pull
and its killing me within'

The sound filled my ears and I sighed happily, not noticing the eyes that watched me.

I hope you enjoyed this Chapter. The next chapter will be the first part to the dance and I have a few song ideas but If you would please send in some other song iideas, whether they be slow dances or upbeat songs, just please send them in and tell what they are via slow dance or upbeat. It will be deeply appreciated. Please Review good or bad. Thank you -Insane Musician