We were shooting a movie. My shitty mood from earlier worsted. And Kyoya still had his smug face.

Is someone out to get me?

But I should be happy, this is probably the most tame thing that will ever happen in this club.

I sighed as Renge acted as the director herself. Otakus are dangerous, especially those with this much power. A small tug on my jacket forced me to glance down at Honey.

"We'll be on soon," Said the tiny senior, "Good luck, Ryuu-chan~!"

As he skipped away with Mori, I laughed and thought about what he said.

I can't help but feel that 'Good Luck' would be needed for later.

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I sat in the tree away from Haruhi. The 'rain' almost made her slip. Suddenly she stopped in front of a tree, turning around to slide on the ground.

"You can't run away any longer."

Honey and Mori stop in front of her.

"You're going to learn what happens when you go against me."

"Don't Mitsukuni." Mori speaks up. "Every time you hurt others, you're the one who ends up being hurt."

"It really is sad, no?" I jumped down from my perch in front of Haruhi and she clung to the back of my hoodie. "Honey, your desperation is obvious," I gave him a sad smile. "Please... let me help you."

As I reach my hand out he starts to chuckle. He looked up with a sadistic smile.

"You know, it really pisses me off when people don't know their place."

We all waited his next line, but he teared and jumped me and Haruhi with a hug.

"I'm sorry Haru-chan, Ryuu-chan, I can't do it!"

I sighed as Renge yelled at Honey and the Cameraman. I stood up with the small senior on my hip and walked over to sit with Mori. To think, the adorable lady I lead to the host club was as troublesome as Kyoya.

...What am I saying, anyone with the host club is troublesome.

I plopped down at the table covered in sweets. Honey immediately attacked them as Mori hands me a towel. After I dry my hair I turned to look at Kyoya. I really want his book. I felt droplets fall on my jeans. I took the towel from around my neck and placed it Honey's head.

"Stay focused on food and you might get sick."

"Ok~!"

A loud clang startled us to jump out of our seats. When we got over, Tamaki had someone against the wall, Renge was on the ground, and Haruhi… had tears in her eyes. I placed Honey down and launched at the boy watching Tamaki. I slammed his head to the ground as I tackled him. There was the sound of glass and yelling. Someone pulled me off of the guy and suddenly Haruhi was in my arms.

Someone was crying. I buried my face in the crook of Haruhi's neck as she began to talk. Comforting words to both me and the other. And somehow, I dozed off to her voice.

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I woke up to squeals; loud whispers and yelling about love and things. I was in some bed, and Honey's toy, Usa-chan, laid beside me. Scooping it up in my arms, I moved to sit. I placed my camouflage hat on it's head before completely moving out of the bed. Honey and Mori was sitting at my table that I stole from Kyoya with their clients. The twins and Tamaki were sitting together, Kyoya behind the chair, and Haruhi serving the ladies.

I moved to sit with Honey and Mori. I leaned against Mori's chair, poking his cheek and placing Usa-chan in his lap. My movement caught everyone's attention. Mori grabbed my hand and lifted it to my face. I didn't notice the bandages on my hand.

"Ryuuji," That was Kyoya," Your stunt earlier has caused problems for our club and with the chairman. However, we were able to have it covered up; with just the repercussions of family problems. So…" He smiled and Tamaki popped up out of nowhere.

"You are now in our debt! Welcome to the host club!"

Before I could complain Renge showed her face.

"Ryuuji, it was so honorable of you to jump to save me at just a glimpse of being in danger."

She grabbed me and Haruhi, dragging us out the door. Tamaki started yelling and Renge was talking. I tuned them out.

I really should have stayed home.

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Haruhi and Ryuuji slowly followed behind Renge as she ranted about her collection of merchandise.

"That's nice and all Renge, but we should be going now. I have to cook before my dad gets home."

"Oh, that's fine Haruhi, we can hang out later! What about you Ryuuji?"

The boy stared off towards the wall, shaking his head, eyes narrowing continuously. Haruhi frowned.

"Ryuuji, what's wrong-"

"That good luck meant shit!"