Yay! Chapter two, the story is about to get interesting! I want to thank all you who are bothering to read my story that I literally wrote on a whim. If even one of you likes it that will be great!
Now enough chatter, go read the chapter!
It was now Thursday, Kiyomi, Yuka, and I were all in cooking room two. Because cooking class is an 'optional' class we were all able to sign up for the same class.
Now when I say 'optional' I don't actually mean optional. In Ouran, there are about twenty different 'optional' classes and every student is required to take at least one of them; hence the sarcastic 'optional.'
"Attention class!" The peppy voice of our young female teacher echoed throughout the room, drowning out our idle chatter. "Today we are going to learn how to make crepes. First, combine one cup of flour, one and a half cups of milk, two eggs, and one tablespoon of cooking oil; then beat this mixture with a whisk."
"Only four ingredients? I thought crepes were more complicated then that," Yuka chirped while dumping the flour into a bowl.
"Quiet," Kiyomi hissed, "Miss Chino is about to tell us how to prepare the fruit sauce."
Almost immediately after she sad this, Miss Chino said, "for the fruit sauce, take an eight ounce bag of frozen berries and put it in a pot. Then take and combine a cup of sugar and a tablespoon of corn starch and dump it into the pot. Next add a cup of water and stir until everything is dissolved, then turn on the stove."
Fifteen minutes after this set of instructions I said, "alright, I've got the sauce made. How are the crepes coming along?"
"The ones Kiyomi made came out perfectly! But mine all fell apart and got mutated... Beware of the mutated crepes!" Yuka said pretending to be a zombie/mutant.
"Hey! You're letting your crepe burn!" Kiyomi said as she smacked Yuka on the back of her head.
"Oops," Yuka giggled before going over to the stove to clean up her mess.
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"Hey! Why didn't you two wait for me after class?" Yuka asked running up from behind Kiyomi and I and turning around so that she was walking backwards in front of us.
"We didn't wait for you because we're going to the library," Kiyomi replied calmly.
"SO?! Were you guys trying to ditch me?" Yuka asked, giving us her famous sad eyes.
"We weren't trying to ditch you," I said putting a hand on my friend's shoulder. "We're just going to the library, which means we have to be quiet. Something that is extremely hard for you to do."
"That's not fair!" Yuka cried indignantly, turning on her heals and marching forward. "I can be quiet!"
"Oh, yeah?" Kiyomi and I asked as we laughed at our loud, noisy, friend.
"I can be quiet! That is if I want to!" Yuka said while darting forward.
"Hey! Where are you going?" I called after my friend who was disappearing into the crowded hallway.
"I'm headed to the library! See you there!" Yuka called over her shoulder with her jet black hair streaming out behind her.
"Hey! Wait for us!" Kiyomi and I yelled as we chased after our crazy friend.
As Kiyomi and I silently slipped into the library we saw Yuka perched on a table with a fashion magazine in her hands. "Over here, slow pokes!" Yuka whispered waving her hand at us.
"I can't believe the librarian hasn't kicked you out yet," Kiyomi stated dryly as we walked over to Yuka.
"I told you I could be quiet," Yuka responded cheerily.
"Alright, let's find that book you wanted, Kiyomi, before Yuka's self-control disappears," I said.
"Hey, I can hear you, you know!" Yuka said indignantly.
"Shssssh!" The librarian said, making Yuka say a quiet,
"Sorry!"
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"So, do you guys want to go shopping?" I asked my friends after we had left the library.
"Ugg, no." Kiyomi and Yuka replied groaning.
"Oh, come on! I went to the host club like you wanted on Monday, it's my turn to choose what we do."
"Fine," Kiyomi said, leaning against her locker. "You can choose whatever you want besides shopping."
"Okay, how about we - Hey! What are you doing?!"
The reason I was cut off was because two certain red-heads had come flying down the halls, hooking their arms under my arms, and dragging me behind them as they continued to race down the corridor.
"Sorry Miss Yamada," the red head on my left started.
"But Kyoya asked specifically for you," the red head on my right finished.
"Why does Ohtori want to see me?" I asked perplexed.
"Don't know, Miss Yamada, we're just following orders," the red-heads replied as they dragged me up the stairs.
"Yuka! Kiyomi! Save me!" I called out to my friends who had been chasing after me the whole time.
"Don't worry, Madoka, we're coming!" They called as they ran up the stairs behind us.
The hallways past by in a flash then, all of a sudden, I was flung through double doors where I smacked against someone tall with an "ooff!" I looked up a little dazed to see that it was Mori I had knocked into. "Sorry!" I squeaked while taking a step back.
"It's fine," Mori replied, obviously not fazed a bit.
"I see you made it here in one piece, Miss Yamada," Kyoya said while looking up from his black notebook as he leaned back into the armchair he was sitting in.
"Um, yeah," I replied as I walked over to Kyoya and sat in a love seat that was opposite to him. "So, Ohtori, what's so important that you had the devil doppelgangers kidnap me?"
"I'm sorry for the way the twins brought you here, it was merely supposed to be an escorting not a kidnapping," Ohtori said, pushing up his glasses, making them glint.
'That makes him look even more intimidating.'
"The reason I had Hikaru and Kaoru bring you here was so that I could give you this." As he said this, Ohtori leaned over and handed me a ivory letter which was closed by a golden seal that had the letters H.C. on it, presumably standing for 'host club.'
I stared at the letter for a second, then I carefully opened it and read it. While I did this everyone in the room was quiet; all eyes were focused on me.
This is what the mysterious letter said:
Dear Madoka Yamada,
I am pleased to tell you that you are the lucky customer who was randomly selected to be the guest of honor at our Back to School Masquerade Ball. By being the guest of honor, you will have the privilege to accompany the host of your choice in the first dance, you will have a chance to dance with every host at least once during the night, and you will also be escorted home by the host of your choice. Once again, congratulations. We look forward to seeing you at the ball.
Sincerely,
The Host Club.
"Guest of Honor?" I mumbled to myself as I reread the letter.
During this awkward silence, my friends Yuka and Kiyomi burst through the doors of the club room.
While Kiyomi was catching her breath, Yuka flew over to my side and said, "Madoka, are you all right? What do the hosts want with you? Hey, what's this letter for?" As she said this, Yuka plucked the letter out of my hands and ran over to the other side of the club room.
"Hey! Give that back! Haven't you ever been told that it's impolite to read other people's mail?!" I asked as I sprang up from my seat and chased after my friend.
"Tamaki," Ohtori said calmly.
"I'm on it," Tamaki replied heading over to Yuka who was now exclaiming,
"guest of honor?! I didn't know you were having a ball! Why did Madoka get selected when she doesn't even come here that often?"
"My lovely maiden," Tamaki said silkily as he softly grabbed Yuka's chin, tilting it up so that he was looking Yuka straight in the eyes. "If you will be so kind as to give me the letter, my friend, Kyoya, will explain everything."
"O-okay," Yuka said, handing the letter to Tamaki while her face turned scarlet.
"Wow, I can't believe he got Yuka to calm down so easily," Kiyomi commented nonchalantly as she took the letter from Tamaki and sat down next to me, handing me the letter.
"So Ohtori, would you please explain the meaning of this letter?" I asked as I slipped the letter into my bag which my friends had so kindly grabbed when the twins had kidnapped me.
"Of course, as you can see we are throwing a ball for our guests, and since the beginning of the school year till yesterday, ever person who came to the host club had her name entered for the guest of honor raffling."
"I've come to the host club twice since school started," Yuka pipped. "But this is the first time I've heard of this."
"That's because we haven't told anybody yet," Kyoya responded calmly.
Then Tamaki entered the conversation saying, "you see, if the other girls knew about this they would become jealous. So in order to save the feelings of all our customers, we kept this a secret."
"And we expect you to do the same," Kyoya said sternly as if he was scolding a naughty two year old. "We don't want the news getting out."
"I understand," I said nodding my head. "My friends and I will keep this a secret."
"Good," Ohtori said sounding satisfied.
"Since you girls are here already, why don't you stay for the host club?" Hunny asked, bouncing over to Kiyomi and I. "Takashi and I would love to have you! Isn't that right, Takashi?"
"Yeah," Mori replied.
I glanced over at Yuka who was making goo-goo eyes at Tamaki while Kiyomi looked longingly at Mori. Although she won't admit it, she has a major crush on Mori.
"Since we are already here, why not?" I said smiling at my friends.
"Great!" Tamaki said standing up. "Kyoya, will you get these three seated while we open up?"
"So who do you wish to request today?" Kyoya asked, getting out the registration book.
"Tamaki!" Yuka said clapping her hands together.
"Um... Mori, please," Kiyomi said hesitantly.
"What about you, Miss Yamada?" Kyoya asked after he had seated my friends.
"Um, I'll take..."
"Miss Madoka! Are you in here?!"
I turned around to see the elementary school nurse standing in the doorway. "Mrs. Kinoshita?" I asked in bewilderment
"May I speak with you for a moment?" She asked quietly.
Nodding my head to her, I said, "excuse me for a second, Ohtori," then I walked over to the nurse.
Mrs. Kinoshita immediately whispered in my ear; what she said caused my eyes to fly open.
"Um, Ohtori, I have to go," I said turning around to face Kyoya who was looking at me curiously.
"Why so sudden?" He asked casually.
"My sister needs me," was all I said before turning on my heal, following the nurse out the door before sprinting to the elementary school nurse's office.
What did you think? Did you like this chapter? Please say yes. Anyhow, sorry this ended in a cliff hanger especially since it's only chapter two but it just happened to be one of those chapters where you have two choices: make the chapter unusually long or end in a cliff hanger. You obviously see which one I choose.
Next time: An attack.
-Karolyn Grace.
