The Host Club's Unwelcome Guest

Part 4:

Rea:

I looked down at the little boy who had attached himself to my waist. He looked up at me and smiled. I have to admit he is adorable but to bad for him, I don't have a Lolita complex.

"Can I help you," I asked. The little sempi's smile widened.

"Are you going to come back, Rechan?" Rechan?!

"Uh, I don't know Honey sempi." The small boy looked at me confused.

"You know who I am?"

"Even though I am just meeting you, I have heard a lot about you."

"Haruhi talks about us," the one standing behind me asked. I turned to face him.

"Yes she does Kyoya Ohtori." Our eyes meet and I… blushed! That's unusual. No matter how embarrassed I might be I don't blush. I forced myself to turn back to the leech at my waist. "If you don't mind Honey sempi," I didn't get to complete my sentence. Mori sempi tugged the little sempi from me. He positioned him on his shoulders. Those two really are an odd pair. I didn't believe Haruhi but now, seeing it for myself, I do.

"Shall we," Kyoya said stretching out his arm for me to grasp. I ignored it. I almost made it to the door before he caught up to me. We didn't talk until we reached the bottom of the stairs.

"You know you don't have to come with me," I said breaking the silence.

"Well I am a gentlemen."

"Ooh so that's what you're playing at. What benefit is there in impressing a mere commoner like me?"

"Actually quite a bit."

"Ehh, like what?"

"For starters you're a women and the Host Club's rule is to make sure the women who walk through those doors leave happy."

"Ahh, but there's a flaw. I am not a paying costumer. In fact I disrupted your workday."

"That's true but the next benefit out ways the first."

"Ooh."

"You are Haruhi's best friend. So you hold a lot with Haruhi."

"Hmm you do have a point." I grinned looking sideways at Kyoya. He was studying me. My cheeks began to burn. I turned my gaze back to the front.

Kyoya:

We exited the school and moved down the path toward a bike leaning against a tree.

"How is you have herd of us by we haven't even heard a mention of you," I asked truly curious.

"Ahh well you know Haruhi she doesn't tell you anything unless asked directly," Rea answered stepping around her bike. She toke hold of the handlebars and stood the bike up.

"She seems to open up to you."

"Haha. Yea because I have had many years to learn what buttons to press," she said laughing. Hearing her laughter made me smile. I couldn't suppress it. Rea stepped onto her bike.

"Perhaps we can learn something from you." She smiled as she gazed at me.

"Is that an invitation to come back?"

"Perhaps." We stared at each other.

"I'll think about it," She said sitting down. "By the way my name is Rea Callen." She pushed her bike in to motion. As I watched her departing back, she gave me a wide wave goodbye. My smile grew in to a wide grin.

~*~END~*~

Story continued in Kyoya Tracks Her Down

It's been a week since the two of them meet. Rea hasn't returned to the Host club and Haruhi doesn't give out any information on her friend. Kyoya begins to get irritated (noticeable), Rea confused and happy at the sight of Kyoya at her school's front gate. Hold on a minute who is that hugging her so tightly?!