Camille sighed as she entered Music Room 3 that next Friday afternoon. She blinked as she saw a beach-paradise smacked her in the face.
"Cami-chan!" Camille heard Honey yell as he jumped onto her neck and hugged it with the full force of his small body. She blinked as she saw that Honey was wearing a Hawaiian hula dancer costume of a grass skirt and a coconut bra.
"What the…" She started and then gasped as she saw that the rest of the Ouran Host Club, except for Haruhi, were all wearing the same hula outfit as Honey, excluding Tamaki who wore a Hawaiian prince costume. Camille sighed, but then sucked the sigh back in as her gaze stopped on Kyoya. She met his gaze and both blushed, she more than him.
"So, Miss Author, whatcha going to write about today?" Hikaru asked, putting his arm over the blushing girl's shoulders.
"Yeah, who's it this time? Tamaki? Mori? Honey?" Kaoru chimed in, following his brother's actions.
"Or maybe us?" Both twins asked in unison.
"No. I uh actually make a collection of all of your uh 'pick-up lines,'" Camille nervously answered. The door squeaked and all of them turned toward the door. A few girls that Camille couldn't recognize looked into the room, all wearing their gender's uniform. Tamaki swept into a bow.
"Welcome, ladies. Gentlemen, we have guests," Tamaki said in his "romantic voice," as Camille called it. The girls ooh'd and ahh'd at the scenery and Camille rolled her eyes while sitting down in her corner. She wasn't surprised when she heard the pen scratching of Kyoya.
"Hello Kyoya," Camille said, not even looking up from her notepad.
"Camille," she heard him say.
Silence came afterward.
"So, what do you think of the décor?" Kyoya asked, breaking the silence.
"It's unique. I'll guess that you pushed Tamaki to think of this theme," she said, and even without looking up she could tell he was smiling.
"Very nice theory. Explain."
"The fact that Tamaki is from France is a pointer. That and Haruhi told me about the time that you assisted in his themes with Maui theme," Camille said, now showing off a Cheshire cat grin. She felt herself pulled out of the chair and surprisedly saw that Kyoya now held her in an embrace. Everyone in the room now looked at the two of them.
"You have to be the one thing that daunts me. It's like you pi, you just cannot be fully understood," Kyoya said and a now-blushing Camille thought she saw blue-purple roses bordering his face in one long and thorny stem. Even though she knew the room was most likely filled with the squeals of girls, she couldn't hear anything other than her drumming heartbeat or see anyone other than Kyoya. She watched as he cupper her face and leaned down. Then, they came.
The smack.
The fear.
The fall.
The jump.
She pulled out of his arms quickly with tears in her eyes. As easily as everyone else in the room, Camille could see the mix of confusion, shock, and anger in his eyes.
"I'm sorry…I just can't…" She said, running out of the room, her hair flying out behind her.