Disclaimer- I lay no claim to any of the Ouran Host Club characters. Bisco Hatori owns them all!
Note: I do, however, own Moriko. My friend owns Mizuki(formerly known as Mizu).
The rest of the time the two girls were in the club, Moriko constantly looked down at her watch. As it struck on the hour, she got up and headed for the exit. Mizuki looked at her, smiled, and then waved goodbye to everyone as she followed behind.
Hikaru and Kaoru walked the mall looking all the world like they were about to explode out of boredom. As they were walking, Hikaru noticed a familiar face and stopped. The girl had blue eyes and her skin was pale. He swore up and down it was Moriko, but the girl had long hair instead of short. Plus, the girl was in a dress.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat." Kaoru said before walking off.
Hikaru felt a tugging on his shirt and turned to see Mizuki standing there, an irritated look on her face. The curtains closed and everyone began to walk off.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. "If Moriko sees you, we're both dead."
"Too late." A voice came from behind the two. "I already saw him."
The two of them turned around to see Moriko standing there. She was in an elegant looking kimono, blue in color, with a beautiful floral design. She had on a pair of white stockings and wooden sandals. Her hair, which was obviously a wig, was long with curls at the tips. Part of the hair was pulled back behind her hair, to make a half ponytail, and tied with a white ribbon.
Hikaru averted his eyes quickly as he tried not to blush. Moriko looked so different when she was dressed up. This outfit, however, was different from the one she had on up on the stage.
"Follow me and I'll explain what's going on." Moriko said as she turned and began to walk toward the stage.
Without hesitation, Hikaru followed Moriko. He had a pretty good idea what was up, but he wanted to be sure. Moriko led them to a room that was to the right of the stage. The room looked sort of like a lounge what with all the things inside. There was an area in the corner where a few people were having make-up applied to their faces. It was almost like a dressing room, but it really wasn't.
Moriko showed them to a couch and the two of them sat down. Mizuki knew what was about to be said.
"So, could you explain things to me?" Hikaru asked.
"Of course!" Moriko replied. "This is just my job. I'm kind of an actress, but it's not full time. I only work here on Saturdays and Sundays and it's only for about two to three hours each day because it's a part-time job. I have another part time at a café that I go to after school on Wednesdays and Fridays."
"Why do you need a job?" Hikaru asked. "Don't your parents give you money?"
"Our parents can't give us money." Moriko answered. "Mizu-chi and I don't live with them. I have a job so that we can pay for our apartment."
"I have a job, too." Mizuki piped in. "I work at the same café Moriko does, but I work on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school."
"Ah, Fujiwara-san, the show is about to start." A nice looking woman said as she headed for the stage door. "You have ten minutes. Please wrap up your conversation."
"Yes, ma'am." Moriko smiled. "I'll be ready by then."
She turned back to look at Mizuki and Hikaru and smiled. She stood up and wiped off her kimono.
"I'll see the two of you when the show ends." Moriko said as she headed toward the door the woman had just gone through. "It's only about fifteen minutes long, if you don't mind standing."
"We'll see you then." Mizuki chimed. "Have fun."
A/N: Sorry if this chapter is less interesting. I know it's a bit slow, but you should look forward to seeing a bit of the play in the next one.
