A/N: I've noticed that I'm starting to update slower and slower, and I'm sorry for that! ^^' This chapter is about the Host Club visiting Akira's place. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.

*Chapter 8*

"School is going to end soon," Akira said, walking into Music Room #3. "What'd you call a meeting for?" she stopped as she saw the only people in the room were Tamaki and the twins. "… What's going on?"

Today, Ouran Academy only had half a day of school for the students, so Akira was getting ready to leave when one of her classmates told her that the Host Club had been looking for her.

"Akira!" the twins both said. "We're going to your house today!" she stared at them.

"What? No, you're not."

"Yes we are!" Tamaki grinned.

"No."

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!" Suddenly, the bell, signaling that school was over. Akira glared at them as she walked out.

'Insane…' she thought. 'How'd they get that they were coming over to my place, I don't know… anyway, no one should be home yet…' she reached the limo and pulled the door open… to see the entire Host Club inside.

"What. Are. You Doing. Inside. Of my car?" she asked through gritted teeth. "Get out!"

"We've already been to Haruhi's house, so now it's your turn!" the twins said nonchalantly.

"No way in hell!" Akira shouted. She looked over to the chauffer, who was watching the argument amusedly.

"Kizawa-san, why'd you let them in here?" she said. "Get them out."

"Sorry Miss Sohma, you're on your own," the chauffer said apologetically, and Akira silently swore. She could drag them out if she wanted to, but…

"Fine," she snapped, and the twins started cheering, until she cut them off. "You all seriously owe me, though."

"I'm the one that got dragged here!" Haruhi protested.

"Well, I don't really care about that," Akira hissed as she got into the car. "Anyway, one condition if you're coming to my place. You immediately leave, without questions, if-,"

Suddenly, the limo jerked to a stop at an intersection, and Akira quickly raised her hand up to prevent herself from hitting the seat in front of her, face first.

'…. What did I do to deserve this torture?' she groaned quietly to herself.


As the car reached Akira's driveway, the Host Club finally realized what extravagances Akira lived in. They all stared up at the colossal mansion, which had beautiful gardens around it and a water fountain. Akira turned to them as she got out of the car.

"Are you coming or not?" she demanded.

Tamaki blinked as they all got out of the car.

"It's so big…." he said, awed, and she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever." She waved towards the chauffer, who drove away. They all walked up the steps, and Akira hesitated at the door. "… I don't think anyone's going to be home yet… here we go…" she unlocked the door and pushed it open, and from the outside, the Host Club could see polished marble floors and diamond chandeliers. Akira took a few steps while putting her keys away, but when she looked up, she abruptly stopped. The Host Club peered around her and saw a figure standing in the middle of the huge entrance room.

"…Onii-san?" Akira said. Yahiro turned around, holding a book. He saw the Host Club and smiled.

"Akira, you brought your friends home with you today!" he commented brightly.

"They're not my friends, and I didn't bring them willingly," Akira growled, and then shook your head. "Anyway, what are you doing home so early, Yahiro? I thought you said you had a lot of work to do at college, and you were going to stay there the entire day."

"I finished it all!" he said, dismissing the subject with a wave, and Akira sweat-dropped.

"Yahiro…."

"It's nice to see you guys again!" Yahiro continued, looking at the Host Club. They all nodded at him.

"Nice place you have here…" Haruhi muttered, and Yahiro beamed.

"I suppose," he attempted to shrug modestly, but failed, and Akira slapped her face with her hand.

"By the way," Yahiro turned towards the twins, who were starting to creep up the stairs. "If you want to go run around everywhere, I should give you a friendly warning and say there are eight floors…"

The twins stared at him, shocked that he actually knew what they were going to do.

"How about you go show them around, Akira?" he suggested. "I can make us all a snack." As he was saying this, Akira shook her head.

"No, I think I'll do it… what do you guys want to eat?"

"E-erm, tea will be fine," Tamaki said uncertainly, and Akira sighed.

"Uh, no. If my little brother finds out that I only served my guests tea, I'll never hear the last of it."

"You have a little brother?" Haruhi asked, surprised. The other Host Club members snorted in disbelief.

"Living under a rock…" the twins muttered. Akira turned to Haruhi.

"I have three younger siblings, a twin brother, and two older siblings. You already met Arata and Yahiro," she explained, and Haruhi nodded. Akira turned towards Yahiro.

"Yahiro, go give them a tour so I can cook something," she headed towards the kitchen, and Yahiro smiled at the Host Club.

"Follow me!"


"What took you guys so long, Yahiro? I called you thirty minutes ago," Akira said as she saw her brother and the Host Club walk into the dining room.

"The twins disappeared, so I had to go find them using the security cameras," her brother explained.

"It's not our fault your place is too big!" Hikaru protested.

"You should at least have a map of the place," Kaoru agreed. Akira and Yahiro stared at the two incredulously.

"… We already memorized the entire house, inside and out," Yahiro said.

"….Oh. Good point."

"Wow, you made a lot of food, Aki-chan!" Honey said, staring at the table heaped with sweets and snacks.

"We only left you for like what, an hour?" Kaoru said, amazed.

"Akira is a good cook," Yahiro explained, helping himself to a sandwich. Akira rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to say something, when they heard the door open, followed by a chorus of thanks. The door slammed shut again, and three kids came running into the dining room, followed by Arata, Akira's twin brother. The Host Club stared at the blonde haired boy and the two girls, the older one with purple-red hair and the younger one with silver hair.

"Akira, Yahiro!" the blonde boy shouted in surprise. He hadn't noticed the Host Club yet. "What are you two doing home so early?" His gaze wondered over to the bemused Host Club, and the boy's jaw dropped open. The older girl bounced forward, beaming brightly.

"Hi! You guys must be the Host Club that Yahiro onii-chan told us about!" she grinned. Akira slowly turned to Yahiro, her eyes narrowing.

"Yahiro, what…"

"I told the others about them after visiting you at school," her older brother shrugged nonchalantly, taking another sandwich.

"I'm Aya Sohma, a 1st year in Tetsuyin Public High! I just turned 16 a month ago," the girl continued. "The idiot with the gaping mouth is my little brother, Aito. He's a year younger than me." Aito closed his mouth and looked over at Aya furiously.

"We're still in the same grade, though!"

"Whatever!" Aya said, rolling her eyes.

"….Aoi," the younger girl mumbled, looking down at the ground.

"She's 13, in the 2nd year of the middle school branch at my school," Arata explained.

"Yeah, Aoi's a little shy!" Aya added in cheerfully. The Host Club hastily introduced themselves, and just as they sat down to start eating, the door opened and closed once again. A girl with light pink-brown hair walked gracefully into the room.

"Hey, everyone!" she said, dropping her bag. As she looked up, she blinked, seeing the guests. "Um. Emphasize the 'everyone'."

"This is Sayuri. She's in her second year of college, Akira explained, and Sayuri smiled and bowed.

"Nice to finally meet the Host Club." Akira slapped her face for the second time as she heard her sister.

'Yahiro….'

"Let's eat!" her older brother said, acting oblivious to her annoyance.


"What are you guys going to do now?" Sayuri asked as they finished eating. They all looked at each other and shrugged.

"We could-," the twins started to suggest, when they all heard a car drive up to the front. Instantly and simultaneously, the Sohma kids were up on their feet. Akira turned towards the Host Club.

"Time for you guys to go," she said as they watched them bemusedly.

"What-," Tamaki started, confused, but she interrupted him.

"No questions! Remember?" Akira turned towards the three younger Sohmas without waiting for an answer.

"Can you three lead them out of the gardens? They'll give Kizawa-san their addresses." Aoi nodded, and Aito and Aya turned towards the Host Club, suddenly serious. They beckoned them up with their hands.

"Hurry, hurry!" the Host Club all stood up, confused, and they followed the three kids out of the room.


"Lead the way, Aoi." Aya said, looking over at her little sister. She nodded twice and head off into the maze of gardens. Aya and Aito followed behind her, with the others in the rear.

"Sorry about this," Aito called behind his shoulder. "It's pretty sudden, but it's the best thing to do right now." Suddenly, Aoi stopped right under a window, and everyone bumped into each other, holding their breath as they heard people talking.

"Where are your other siblings," they all heard a woman say. Aya, Aito, and Aoi froze.

"They're in their rooms, studying," Yahiro said smoothly. "Welcome home."

"….Welcome home," Arata said. Sayuri repeated Arata's words.

"Welcome home," Akira paused for a sliver of a second. "Mother."


Kyoya paused. Akira's mother, Katsumi Sohma, was in that room? He looked over at the three kids, who shook their heads quietly and continued to lead them out, the voices fading away.

As soon as they reached the limo, the Host Club started talking.

"Why'd we have to leave so suddenly?" the twins complained.

"And in such a secret way?" Haruhi agreed.

"Was that Akira's mother? We must introduce ourselves to her!" Tamaki added.

"No!" the three children said simultaneously. Aoi blushed as the Host Club all stared at them. Aya gave them an apologetic smile.

"You guys are going to have to leave now," she said. "Just give your addresses to Kizawa-san, and he'll take you there, all right? Don't ask any questions." Blinking, the Host Club nodded and filed into the car, where the chauffer was waiting. Just as Kyoya was about to get in last, he heard someone call his name quietly.

"…Ootori-san." He turned around to see Aoi with her head tilted slightly to the side. She paused slightly, and then continued.

"Don't look too much for information about Akira onee-san, okay? She doesn't tell anyone anything about herself for a reason." With that, Aoi bowed slightly and disappeared back into the gardens, leaving Kyoya momentarily confused. With her words echoing in his mind, he climbed into the limo.


Akira watched silently through the window as the limo sped away. She turned towards her older siblings and twin, who were all watching her.

"They should visit again next time, when she doesn't come home," Sayuri suggested, trying to be helpful. Akira sighed and glanced out of the window again.

"I guess."

A/N: Oh, my, god! This took so, so, so long, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! .

Well, it was a bit of a rush in the end, or to me, it seemed like it, but I hoped you liked this chapter! I think the next one will be the beach, and I'll skip Kyoya's water park thing. I don't know, you'll just have to wait to see! Criticism is appreciated : )!