Fumou entered the Host Club with a distressed look on her face. She slumped her weight to a table with her face in her hands. Tamaki walked up to her and asked "What's wrong?"

She replied by growling and yelling "Go away Blondie!!!!"

He scurried off into his Emo corner. Amai walked up and said, "What's wrong Nee-chan?" with a concerned look on her face.

"Oh nothing, a boy just confessed his love to me and now because of it I have a rival!" she said sarcastically.

"Wow, are you gonna be all right?"

"I guess."

Kyoya walked over to the girls with a sheet of music. "Hey guys, this is the song you'll be playing today."

Fumou got up from the table. "Why don't you take that music and shove it up your a-"

"Okay, Thanks a lot Kyoya!" Amai said quickly while ushering Kyoya out of Fumou's "Anger Zone."

"Gosh you must be really pissed."

"No kidding."

"Well is there anything I can do to help?"

"Are you making dinner tonight?"

"Uh yeah?"

"Then I'll be fine." Fumou said as she rested her head on the table.

"I know," Amai exclaimed as she reached into her bag but couldn't find what she was looking for.

"I'll be right back!!" Amai left the room.

Hikaru and Koaru popped up from behind Fumou. "Where'd she go?" They both asked.

"I don't know, Maybe to go look for Forte? She was looking in her bag."

"Wow,she still has him? I gave her him in like first grade!" Koaru exclaimed.

"Well, she loves that bear. It was the best gift she ever got."

Amai came back moments later with tears in her eyes. "Fumou! I can't find Forte." She was hyperventilating between each word. She latched on to Fumou's arm and handed her a note. "I found this in my backpack!"

Fumou grabbed the note and thought to herself, 'I'm really getting sick and tired of these freaking notes!'

She opened the note. It was written in annoyingly lovely curlicue handwriting:

I found your weakness. Your rather adorable sister. I'm right ne~? Anyway, I took the thing she cherishes the most. I suppose that she's a wreck right now. I bet your in pain too.

Oh,well, that's what you get for pissing me off.

~your rival.

She even dotted her I's with hearts. She crushed the note in her hand. Fumou looked down at Amai holding on to her arm as if her life depended on it. She grabbed her shoulders and looked right in her eye.

"Don't worry,I will get Forte back. You stay here and try to survive without him for a while." Amai nodded with tears in her eyes. Amai took her to the couch. Amai lied down and covered herself with a blankie.

"Hikaru! Your coming with me to look for Forte. Koaru and....all you other guys, you help Amai deal with it. Keep her away from sharp objects and open windows.

"Fumou," Amai called in a hushed tone. "I'm sorry."

"Stupid, why are you sorry?"

"Because I was hoping Forte would make you feel better, but instead it's made you more stressed and me an emotional wreck."

"It's no big deal."

"Yes it is!"

"I'm weak and I can't even last 5 seconds without some stupid bear and I'm not implying that Forte is stupid. I wish that I was strong like you."

"Well I'm not so strong either. Look, you just lay here and I'll go find Forte" Amai nodded .

In the background Renge was tearing up because of the Moe. Renge tried to hug Fumou but Fumou pulled away.

"Ew, go away lesbo!"

"That's weird," said Tamaki.

"What's weird? Your face? OHHHHH! Burn! But seriously what's weird?"

"I thought since you love cross dressers, you'd be okay with lesbians."

"I am, but she's ugly." Fumou said pointing to Renge,

Renge flushed with rage. "Ugh, fine. I won't tell you wear the bear is."

Fumou grabbed Renge's shoulders and shook her. "Where is my sisters bear!!!

"Calm down, I'll tell you!

Fumou let go of Renge. Renge told her that her rival is Hanazaki Fumiko, and that she's usually at the sewing club right now.

"Fumou! She could be hurting Forte!" Amai said,still curled up in a ball.

"Don't worry Amai, I'll get him back!" Fumou said as she exited the room with Hikaru.

Moments later she burst into the sewing room and jumped onto her rivals back. She started pulling out her hair. But soon she relied that she was really on the teachers back.

"Oh my bad." Then she jumped on her real rivals back

"Give back Forte!!" Her rival managed to throw her off.

"Why should I?"

"Cause my sisters +miserable without him!"

"Good, let her suffer!"

"You bitch."

Fumou slapped her across the face. "If you hate me,fine. But don't you dare bring my sister into this!"

Fumou's rival started to laugh. Her expression was wild and insane. "Oh but I had to Fumou. Feel the pain I felt."

"I'm still not completely sure what I did to you and WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU CALLING ME BY AMT NAME AND WITH OUT A SUFFIX!!! THAT'S FUJITA-SAN TO YOU!!!"

Her rival looked at her dead on. "You. Stole. Kyousuke-kun."

"Who?"

"The boy who confessed to you!"

"Ooh. How did I steal him? I never asked him out."

Her rival stared at her blankly. "You didn't?"

Fumou sweat dropped. "Are you shitting me! You put me AND my sister through hell and you were MISTAKEN!!! Gimme the bear before I rip you head off."

"About the bear...I ripped it's leg off."

"Oh hell naw.

A couple hours later Fumou arrived back at the host club,a repaired forte in tow.

"Fumou your covered in blood."

"Trust Amai, that's the least of your worries."

fin.