Srry this is a rather short chapter- i couldnt really think of much for it. The next chapter holds most of the plot- so, hope you can make due with this chapter for now.
Disclaimers: I dont own Ouran- or the song bits- but I do own Kaori and Hanabi- and Hikari and Hideo.
Song: More then A love Song
Artist: Fireflight
I tried as much as I could to avoid Kyoya- and most of the time it worked. Sadly for me though, it came at a price. Today in the Host Club, I saw him starting to walk towards me, and I quickly turned, and began to walk away. As I did though, I bumped into Hanabi- who was about to leave; she always was the last guest to leave. The impact sent us both down to the floor; quickly, I got up, but bumped my head on a nearby table. That impact made my wig fall to the floor.
"Kikuno-kun?" I heard Hanabi whisper. Without realizing it, a hand traveled up to my real hair, took out the pins, and let my hair flow down. After a very silent minute, I found the courage to look up at Hanabi. She was staring at me- and I smiled sheepishly at her.
"You're a girl?" she asked.
"Biologically- yes," I nodded, and stood up; I offered my hand to help her up- and she accepted it.
"So all this time…" she said, still staring at me; I nodded, and hoped she wouldn't be mad at me. Her reaction took my by surprise- she hugged me.
"I was very shy around you because I thought you were a boy!" she said," I'm always shy around guys- ask those in my classes- they will tell you. I talk freely to all the girls, but when it comes to talking to the boys, I get all shy and quiet!"
"That is true," Tamaki said, appearing beside her.
"But once I get to know the boys- I talk more and more to them," she continued, smiling at Tamaki.
"Can you keep my true gender a secret?" I asked Hanabi hopefully.
"Sure! But I have a question," Hanabi nodded," Why do you show yourself as a boy?"
"I hate yellow- and I hate dresses," I explained, and she nodded.
"I'm not a fan of dresses either- the yellow I have a tolerance for," Hanabi said," But I've learned to accustom myself to it." I saw my wig being handed to me, and turned my head partially to see Kyoya standing right beside me. Quickly, I grabbed the wig, and ran to the changing room. Slumping against the wall, I slid down to the floor.
"Kaori- are you alright?" Haruhi asked from outside of the changing room.
"I'm fine!" I lied," Just putting my hair back on!" That seemed to work for her- because I listened as her footsteps died away as she walked away.
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The next day, I walked to Ouran with Haruhi.
"Are you sure you're alright? You've barely said anything since we visited Nekozawa's over the weekend," Haruhi said, looking over at me.
"Yeah- I'm fine," I smiled.
Look into her eyes
You can see she's crying out
She hides behind her smile
You can see the pain of doubt
When we arrived, we were quickly joined by Hanabi, who talked to me all the way to her classroom. Smiling a goodbye, I walked along with Haruhi to our class.
As the day ended, and the three of us- Hanabi, Haruhi and myself- walked into the third music room- I was tackled into a hug by Hunny. When Mori came up and took him off me- sensing a little discomfort, Hunny looked at me worriedly.
And if you would hold her close
You could feel the brokenness inside
You would know she feels alone
She feels empty
"Let the Host Club begin!" Tamaki cried excitedly- and we all got in our positions. I put on a happy face- for the customers- but each new table, there was the same question: are you alright Kikuno-san? I told them yes- nicely and politely each time, though my patience was starting to dwindle. So, as the last of the girls- minus Hanabi- left, I punched the wall. My sudden viciousness stunned everyone- and I could feel their eyes on me- even with my back turned to them. Turning around, I strode from the room, grabbing my bag on my way out. I need to be alone- to think- to…I don't know - I just needed to be on my own.
Walking to no certain destination- I just let my feet take me wherever they wanted. I found myself in an unfamiliar part of town. Sighing, I saw what time it was- nearly seven. Hikari and Hideo would be getting worried- so I looked around for some clue on which was home.
"Kaori? What are you doing here?" I looked behind me and saw Ranka dressed in his woman cloths.
"Trying to find my way home," I said, and when he questioned me with his eyes, I explained," I needed to get some time to myself to think about things- and so, I walked, and walked- and ended up here."
"Oh- well, come on," Ranka smiled," I was on my way home anyway."
"Thank you Ranka."
"No problem."