Tamaki's Secret

The grounds of Ouran Academy were empty. Students were tucked away in their classrooms, well all except one particular third year. Kila exited the school and headed down a small path. Her destination was a secluded area behind the academy. She wanted privacy; no, she needed it. Her job was simple, shut down the Host Club. She detested it. Kila didn't like the idea of hurting Tamaki but for what she aimed for it was the only way. I will make her acknowledge him! She toke a sharp turn to the right and entered a dark shady patch hidden behind the caretakers shed. Two men in a different school uniform rested against the wall. As Kila came into view, one of them pushed away from the wall and glared at her.

"Your late."

"Forgive me. It's a lot harder to get excused from class then you would think. I had to fake a headache." Kila pushed a lock of hair out of her face as she came to a stop. The two men glared at her.

"Why have you called us here," the one who spoke before asked.

"Do you not remember the conversation we had over the phone?" She paused to look at the two in turn. Sighing she continued. "I have a job for you."

"What makes you think we would want any job you have to offer?" Kila grinned.

"I heard that the two of you are in need of cash…fast, also that you have some kind of need to get back at the Ouran Host Club… Did I hear wrong," Kila asked tilting her head to the side. The boy still leaning against the wall averted his eyes. The other one's glare deepened. "I didn't think so."

"What sort of job are we talking about here?"

"It should be simple enough. What I need you to do is cause an already hurt reputation to go even more…sour." The two boys looked at her in confusion.

"Meaning?" Kila smirked.

"The Hitachiin twins are the easiest targets to worsen a reputation. The two of you are the right height and from the back, you resemble them quite well. All you need to do is get caught doing something and be sure to keep your faces hidden."

"What exactly will we be doing," the boy from the wall asked. Kila dug in to a bag hanging from her shoulder. Pulling out a black folder, she tossed it to the nearest one.

"All instructions are in there. You'll find maps of the school as well. The red lines will show you the easiest routes through the school. The blue lines are where the students seem to hang out the most." She then tossed a brown paper bag to each. "Those are the uniforms. You'll need to look like a student to pull this off."

"And payment?"

"Payment will be delivered once the job is done."

"How much?"

"That depends on how well the deed is accomplished." The two boys studied her.

"Fine but tell us something, why are you so determined to take down the Host Club?" This time Kila was the one to avert her eyes.

"Let's just say it's a step closer to my goal." A bell chimed over head. "Be here around noon. The classroom should be empty by then." Kila turned around and made her way back up the path leaving the two glaring boys in her wake.

"Yes, I just received the file… I understand. Thank you for your hard work." Kyoya clicked his phone closed. He sat in his room. Books and paper were scattered around him. He stared down at his computer. "Hmm…" He clicked a couple buttons another report popped up. "What do we have here?" A grin spread across his face. "Gottcha."

The next day Kyoya had a rather fun job to do. He found something quite interesting out and he means to use it. He will get to the bottom for the reason of Kila Hana's appearance. He strolled through the third year hall. Coming to a stop in front of his destination, Kyoya looked about the classroom. His pray sat at the far end of the room, gazing out the window. Her expression was pained. Narrowing his eyes Kyoya marched into the room and right up to Kila. She ignored him. He cleared his throat. She turned to him.

"I would like to talk to you," Kyoya stated.

"I'm busy," she flatly replied turning back to the window. Kyoya clenched his teeth.

"Is that so," he said gritting his teeth.

"Yes." Kila was really starting to get on his nerves.

"I think you'll want to spare a couple of minutes for this." Kyoya laid a folder on her desk. Kila looked down at it, opened the cover and closed her eyes. She turned a glare to Kyoya. He turned on his heels and left the room. Kila followed. They walked down the hall until they found an empty room. With the door tightly closed behind her Kila turned to Kyoya.

"What is it you want?"

"An explanation."

"I think it's pretty self explanatory."

"Why are you here?"

"Why do you care?"

"You are involving Tamaki, I cannot let that pass unnoticed." Kila sighed.

"I'm here because of Tamaki, nothing more than that." Kyoya narrowed his eyes in suspicion. That can't be it. Something is up, Kyoya thought as he studied her.

"How did you mange to convince Tamaki's grandmother." Kila chuckled. Crossing her arms she stared at him.

"You've done your homework Kyoya-kun." The door was suddenly pulled open. The two turned to find a small blond standing in the doorway.

"Kyo-chan we have a problem."

"What sort of problem?"

"It's the twins. Somethings happened and they're in big trouble." Kyoya rushed past Kila. The two men fled down the hall leaving Kila alone. She grinned to herself before following the others.

The first years were in an uproar. One of the classrooms was trashed. Desks were toppled, paper ripped and thrown about. Even the student's belongings were scattered about. Students picked through the debris looking for their things. Haruhi Fujioka stood in the middle of the room, stunned. It's not possible, she thought.

"Haruhi," Kyoya said approaching her. Honey and Kila followed him.

"Sempi," she quietly greeted. The three new comers surveyed the room.

"What happen," asked Kyoya.

"It's horrible. Hikaru and Kaoru are being blamed for this."

"Why?"

"They said there was a witness."

"A witness?"

"Yes. The witness said they had seen the twins exit the classroom just before it was discovered. Kyoya I know the twins didn't do this."

"How can you be so sure? Were you with them the whole time," Kila asked, earning a hateful glare from Haruhi.

"No I wasn't but I know them. They wouldn't do this."

"Their track record would say otherwise. Besides what proof do you have?" Haruhi's glare deepened. "You don't have any, do you? Without proof there will be no way to prove their innocence."

"She's right," Kyoya agreed. "What we need to do is find the real culprit."

"And how do you plan to do that?" Kyoya smirked as he met Kila's eyes.

"Don't worry Kila. I have a plan." The two of them eyed each other. Haruhi and Honey looked at each other in confusion.

A knock on the window brought everyone's attention around. Two gentlemen stood on the other side starring in to the room. They looked directly at the small group huddled in the middle. Kyoya narrowed his at the two men. Something is odd about them, he suspiciously thought. He looked sideways at Kila. She glared at the boys. Kyoya looked between them. It appeared that Kila and one of the boys were having a silent conversation. Sighing she broke eye contact.

"Well if you'll excuse me, I have some class work I need to return too." She spun on her heels and marched out of the classroom. Kyoya watched her exit the room before turning back to the window. The two gentlemen had disappeared.