Wow, a lot of people like my story! That makes me super happy! ^.^ Anyways, I got a new chapter up for you guys! And yes, the title is a Paramore song. I love Paramore. But it's a phrase as well, so no copyright. Also, I incorporated P!ATD and Gorillaz in with this chapter. I don't own those either. Now that that's over, review, favorite, and enjoy! :) Also, I cannot apologize enough for the confusing name change. Forget her old name, because it was made up, and definitely not Japanese. Thank you to the guest who reminded me to change it! Please tell me if you like this name better! Please, thanks, and sorry again.

Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction
Chapter 5: The Only Exception

Rei turned around and gave Eric a cold stare.
"What?"
"I... I really like you. I have for a couple of years..."
"Yeah. We're friends. What of it?"
"No, not that way... I... I love you, Rei."
She just gave a look at him in surprise and he gave her one of hope. Suddenly, Rei's turned to disgust.
"Love is overrated."
"Wh-what?"
"I gave my love to Mom, and she died. I gave my father love, and he barely ever gives me a second glance. He doesn't love me, and Mom was the only one to stabilize him. He never loved me. So, I don't love anymore. You can go on loving, but it will just eventually be thrown out on the ground in front of you, Eric."
He just stared at her, now he was surprised, and she just kept on her dirty look. He then lowered his head.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Rei. Good luck in Japan..."
Then he ran away. Rei just stared after him, and then turned and left. She hasn't spoken to him since.

The twins dropped me at home after I drifted out of my shock of our parents being business partners. We'll be seeing a lot more of each other... I shuddered. The twins were creepy enough in the time I spend with them already.
I walked in to the mansion that I called my home, even though I wasn't allowed in half of it, and ran up the stairs to my room and threw my satchel in the corner. I threw myself on my bed and sighed.
Long first day... I thought to myself, and I did a quick overview of what happened that day. Met some kids, became a dude, and now the two of my friends that scare me the most are going to hang out with me the most. Yeah, it was eventful.
"Be quiet up there, I'm working!" yelled my father from downstairs. I smirked. He was just asking for it.
I took my iPod out from my drawer and plugged it into my speakers. I then turned on and blasted "Ready to Go" by Panic! at the Disco really loud.
"Turn that American trash off, Rei!" yelled my father. I rolled my eyes, going to turn it off, then remembered something and turned "We Are Happy Landfill" by Gorillaz on.
"I said turn that American trash off!" screamed my father.
"Gorillaz aren't American, they're from the UK!" I yelled back.
"TURN IT OFF!" he yelled.
"WE ARE HAPPY LANDFILL!" I screamed, "WE ARE HAPPY LANDFILL! ALRIGHT!"
"REI, DO YOU WANT TO BE GROUNDED?!"
"Fine, fine," I muttered, and unplugged it and moved it to headphones. I don't get why I can't have the simple joys of my music. Father lets me have no pleasures at all, so I guess I'm lucky to keep this one.
It's times like this that really make me miss my mother. She was the only person in this world who loved me, but now she's gone. Where's the love now?

"Hikaru," quipped Kaoru, "You've got some explaining to do."
Kaoru and I were sitting on our bed, just talking, and the conversation I've been dreading has finally appeared.
"I don't have to explain anything to you," I muttered, twisting my tie around my fingers.
"Uhh... yes you do. What is going on with you and Rei?"
"Nothing!" I snapped, then went back to fiddling with my tie.
"Sure sounds like something to me," Kaoru leaned on the backboard nonchalantly, but it irritated me all the same.
"But it isn't even your business," I turned on him, "You're my twin, not my mom."
"Don't be a baby. You like her. Keep getting crushes that make you look like you're gay, we'll have to kick you out of the Host Club."
I opened my mouth, then shut it quickly, too angered to speak. Since I couldn't express with words, I walloped him with the closest pillow. He began laughing and singing the ridiculous "Sitting in a Tree" song that five-year-olds sing when they see two of their own holding hands in the hall. This made me be relentless in my beating. I was not five.
"Okay, I'm done, calm down Romeo..." he breathed a sigh of relief as I set the pillow to the side.
Snickering a bit, he turned over, as if to sleep, then muttered, "Just be smart about this one, okay?"
I just frowned. I didn't want to talk to him anymore, so I feigned sleep. When I eventually heard his relaxed breath, I took a deep breath, stood up, and looked out the window. Smiling a bit when I remembered that we live under the same sky. A girl you really like can do that to you.

TO BE CONTINUED

Wow, this is rather short. Sorry! Promise the next one will be longer!