The Host Club was open for business, and the guest population was back to mainly females. However, there would be the occasional male that would stop by. Kyoya had become the most popular host in light of the rumor that still was on everyone's lips. The ladies saw him as a victim and would find any and every excuse to touch him.

"Oh, Kyoya-sama, how are you holding up?" one asked. "It must be very stressful, having to deal with such a scandal."

"Yes, very. I would have destroyed that dreadful whore."

"Speaking of which, she hasn't shown up in the past few days. Do you think she got expelled?"

"I wouldn't be surprised. Who would want a prostitute attending their school?"

It took quite a bit of his willpower to not speak on the matter, or he would ruin everything for himself. Then, two familiar faces entered the room.

"Kyoya-kun," Daichi greeted. Next to him was Ryuko, who only stood with a disgustingly satisfied smirk on her face.

"Imagawa-san. I thought it was made clear that you were no longer welcome here."

"Yes, but I have to speak with you on a very important matter."

"Can't this wait? As you can see here, we are very busy today, and I don't think I can squeeze in an appointment for you...ever."

"How rude."

"Oh, he's just irritated because he was played by that atrocious Mitsu," Ryuko said.

"Understandable. I can't believe she's my daughter."

At that, Haruhi stood to her feet, but she was stopped by Hani. "Let them handle it. We can't really say anything because Kyo-chan won't let us."

"But he's not saying anything either."

"He will."

"You have no right to call her your daughter," Kyoya said. "Not after what you've put her through."

"Watch how you speak to your elders, boy."

"You forget that you need me in order to save your company. To save that dying wealth you wrongfully own."

"Where is Mitsu, by the way? Did she get expelled? She may be selling herself to some common trash."

At that, Kyoya snapped. "Shut up, you pest."

"Excuse me?"

"You know nothing about her, at all. It's quite unbecoming of a man and lady such as yourselves to speak ill of someone you haven't taken the time to get to know."

"You have no right to say that," someone called out. Kyoya turned to find Kishiruma standing at the doorway, a bandage placed over where he was punched. Mori was already on his feet, slowly making his way towards the man. "You left her alone, just because of some rumor someone created out of jealousy! And you have the nerve to say that you know her?!"

"Kishiruma-senpai, leave." He was not in the mood to look at the third year, and if he remained where he was, he feared that he will actually kill him.

"No. All of you are morons. Where is she, anyway? Why hasn't she been in school? I planned on-" And he was knocked yet again to the ground, but this time, by Kyoya.

"You planned on leaving her alone."

"Like you did? Fat chance. Actually, I'll go to her home, and get her to marry me. She will be mine."

It was Mori's turn to attack, but he slammed him to the wall, his hand wrapped around his throat, a malicious and livid glow in his usually stormy gaze. "Stay away. You put Hiromi in the hospital because of your recklessness. She nearly died because of you."

"M-Mori..."

"You won't find her at school anymore. And if you ever cross paths with her again, she will kill you with no hesitation. And I'll be there to dispose of the body." He dropped him to the floor, watching him cough and gasp as air returned to his lungs.

"You know how we feel about her, and you also know that we will not let you get away with what you've done to our littlest princess," Kyoya glared.

"Disappear, now." With that, he left, a look of pure terror on his face. The two then turned to the rest of the club.

"I am resigning from the club."

"Kyoya," Tamaki said.

"I'm getting tired of all this drivel coming from people who don't know the truth. I am not some pitiable thing. If I am to be honest, I absolutely despise it. I loved her and Hiromi, and I lost her because I thought about what others thought. I just hope whoever has her next will cherish her like I should have."

"Kyoya-sama-"

"Enough. I have had enough of all of you. Goodbye." He left, leaving guests and hosts alike stunned.

Mori took that as his cue to voice his own opinion. "I'm quitting, too."

"Mori-senpai..." Tamaki gasped.

"I can't stay and listen to you speak ill of Mitsu, especially when you don't really know her." He exited the club room, and all that remained was the stunned silence of his peers. He caught up with Kyoya, who was making his way to the school entrance where his car awaited.

"You decided to quit, too?"

"Yeah. It became too bothersome to entertain ladies who don't want to question the credibility of their conversations."

"Yeah. Are you going to visit Hiromi?"

"Yes, I have some books for her to read."

"She's finished the ones I gave her?"

"It surprised me too. We have another Mitsu."

"Yes, we do." They continued walking in an odd silence. "Mori-senpai, I..." Kyoya sighed, disliking the fact that he was at a loss for words. "I want to wish you good luck. I now know how much you love her, and I can see that you may be a better match for her than I was and would be."

"Kyoya."

"Yes?"

"You were a good boyfriend. Don't beat yourself up about it."

"Just make sure she's happy."

"I will."