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Internet magically came back on, but I'm not sure for how long so I'm grabbing this oppotunity with both hands!

For the record... yes, I do take Spanish, but I hate it. The Barcelona trip is the highlight of the two years of torture I've had to endure, lol :)

Just so everyone knows, I have up to chaoter 50 sorted, so review and I'll post more, don't... and I'll hate you all!

Also, I'm sorry that Saori and Kyouya can't comment, they were annoying me so i tied them to chairs :)

I'm only slightly demented.

Enjoy!


Kyouya was sat next to me sipping his tea idly and listening to grandma chat away about anything. I was just holding the warm cup and staring into it, wishing this day would just end... either that or the couch eat me now.

Alas, neither was likely to happen any time soon.

Though I kind of wish it did because the topic of conversation soon turned to me.

"I do wish she would stop wearing boys clothes, they don't show off her wonderful figure."

I snapped my head up to see my grandmother gazing at me pitifully, and Kyouya had his trademark fake smile on, that anyone would take as real if they didn't know him better than that.

"I'll see if I could convince her to wear a dress sometime." he smirked at me, then turned to my grandma as she started to collect the cups from the tables. He was up on his feet in an instant.

"Let me help you." The usual sneer in his voice was less prominent and he had already taken the tea tray of grandma and was in the kitchen. My grandmother stared after him smiling brightly.

"Oh, he's so sweet... you should go out with him sometime." she winked at me, beaming.

"Grandma!"

I looked at her, stunned, and then (of course) Kyouya came out of the kitchen back into the living room. The smirk on his face told me he had obviously heard my grandmothers comment, but he was gracious enough not to mention it.

Grandma excused herself after a while to go to the shops, and told me to show him around the house before he went home (even she had noticed his curiosity at such a small house), then she grabbed her bag and coat and bustled out the door, leaving me with the Shadow king.

"Wouldn't you rather go home?" I asked him, turning to face him.

"No. Not yet. I'm intrigued."

He was still looking at the living room in awe of some sort, so I groaned and grabbed his hand, pulling him in the direction of the stairs.

Upstairs there wasn't much to show him, he stood gawking at the tiny bathroom and airing cupboard for about ten minutes before he recomposed himself before entering my room.

"This is nice." he commented.

I glanced at him, and he looked genuinely intrigued as he scanned over my posters of 'My Chemical Romance' and 'Paramore' then of the picture I made in year 11 of an Emo angel.

He had long black hair covering his eyes, but a smile on his face. He was wearing a green T-shirt with dark blue jeans. His wings were spread out behind him and it did actually look pretty good.

"Did you make this?" asked Kyouya, pointing to the angel.

"Yes, I did."

"It looks rather good." he mused, looking at the angel.

"...Thanks." I smiled at him and got a rare real Kyouya smile back. Then he looked around my room.

"Where do you sleep?" he asked, looking around.

"The sofa pulls out into a bed, I keep the duvets in that chest." I pointed at the large black chest that sat in the corner.

With the 'tour' done, we sat down for a bit and chatted to each other until he figured it was time for him to go home.

"See you." I said, shutting the door behind him.

Then I went to bed, and slept.

* * *

General.

Kyouya's phone beeped and he flipped it open to read the text. He then turned to Tamaki. Rapping his knuckles on the back of the blonds head to get his attention, he stated:

"Saori won't be in school today, she feels sick."

Immediately, Tamaki overreacted, flailing his arms about he started to screech.

"What? My daughter isn't well? We have to help her mommy!" he rose from his seat, but Kyouya was too quick for him, and had grabbed him firmly by the collar and pulling him back to his seat, not particularly bothered if he choked his 'best friend'.

"Just shut up and read this." he snapped, thrusting the phone in Tamaki's face.

'Hi Kyouya

I'm not coming into school today 'cos I still feel sick. Sorry if you lose money 'cos of me :(

Don't let Tamaki do anything stupid.

From Saori

P.S. I hacked your database and got your phone number.'

"Oh... wait, what did she mean don't let me do anything stupid?"

Kyouya sighed and very nearly face-palmed as he had seen Saori do so many times.

"She means I'm not to let you go around to her house and give chicken soup or whatever harebrained idea that might come into your head."

Tamaki looked at his friend. Then smiled.

"Chicken soup is a great idea!"

And with that he ran to get the others.

* * *

Saori

I was lying down quite peacefully on the sofa downstairs when I heard rapping on the door. Thinking it was my granddad that might have locked himself out (again) I went to open it. Only it wasn't my granddad, but the host club.

"What are you guys doing here?" I grumbled, tugging at the corner of my tank top. I was stood at the door, in front of the host club boys (I'm not including Haruhi here, she's a girl) and all I am wearing is my tank top, which is white, a black bra underneath ('cos it was the only one I could find) and I was wearing loose black jogpants.

Tamaki was staring at me, like the pervert he is.

"W-what are you wearing?" he stammered, going quite red (not unlike Hikaru, Kaoru or Honey even Mori was slightly pink in the cheeks).

"They're called pajamas. They're comfy and I wore them because I didn't expect any visitors. Kyouya, would you like to explain this?"

The boy pushed up his glasses and looked at me.

"I did show him the text, but when he got the twins and Honey-sempai in on his 'plan' I couldn't exactly overrule it."

I huffed and went to shut the door, but someone stuck their foot in the way. I looked and it was Tamaki... so I went to slam it hard and he just yelped and threw himself at the door in some mad attempt to get my attention.

"What?!" I growled at him, he started to cower and I heard the twins mutter to themselves 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...'

"Shut it you two;" I snapped at them " and Tamaki, what do you want?"

"We brought some chicken soup, and we wanted to see if you were okay..."

He was hiding behind Mori, who just seemed totally unaffected by my glares. After a moment, I sighed, and opened the door for them to come in.

"Wow. This place is smaller than our bathroom." said the twins. I could feel a vein in my head popping out. Kyouya smacked them over the head with his book, which I was thankful for. It didn't take long for Tamaki to find a bowl and a spoon (with Honeys help) and they had some chicken soup ready for me. Haruhi had been gazing longingly at it, so I shared some with her.

After that we all just got talking, about what I'd missed that day, that Kyouya had actually called club off so they could all come and see me, and that for half the day Tamaki had kept pulling at his hair in worry (almost pulling some out, but he didn't want to revisit that topic). Everything was fine until my grandma came back home.

"Saori dear, why didn't you tell me you had friends round?"

Her eyes scanned the room, then they rested on Kyouya.

"Oh Kyouya! Nice to see you again! I see these are your friends, well, let me make some tea~"

She then pottered off into the next room and we heard cups being clanked together and the kettle being filled up. Haruhi went to help her then they came back with the tea tray and a jug of milk, a bowl of sugar and a large mug of coffee specially for me.

We all spent time talking about things we were going to do in club, and my grandmother listened intently. She laughed along as we recalled some of the mishaps we had in the past, and sat there as we all were, I couldn't help but think that everything seemed so cool in my life right now... except from these cramps.

Eventually, the boys and Haruhi had to go, and since it was Friday, I wouldn't see them until Monday.