Hey everybody. So sorry about this late update. I've been really sick (I still am a little sick) and just doing my regular homework has been hard enough so I let this slide.

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Now read this very over do chapter!

"Somebody looks happy today," Yuka said as we walked from class to the host club. "Did something happen between you and Kyoya after the club closed yesterday?"

I stayed silent as images of Kyoya holding me and then kissing me on the forehead flashed through my mind. "You're blushing," Kiyomi commented quietly.

My hand flew to my cheek and I became even more embarrassed when Yuka said, "I knew it! Something did happen between you and Kyoya yesterday! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

"It was nothing," I replied, pushing Yuka out of my path and sprinting a few steps in front of my friends.

"We know something happened between you and Kyoya," Kiyomi said slinging her left arm over my shoulder.

"And we're not gonna stop bothering you until you tell us what happened," Yuka finished as she slung her right arm over my other shoulder.

"You guys are as annoying as the twins," I said as I shrugged off their arms.

"Don't compare us to those two trouble makers," Kiyomi said with a hint of indignance in her voice.

"You can compare me with the twins," Yuka chirped cheerfully. "In fact,today I'm requesting the twins!" Kiyomi and I stopped in our tracks and stared at Yuka like she was crazy."What?!" Yuka said confused by our surprise.

"You're requesting the twins over Tamaki?!" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, so?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that..." I said trailing off not knowing what to say next.

"It's just that we thought that you were crazy about Tamaki," Kiyomi said finishing my thought.

"I was but then I realized that my chances of actually being able to date Tamaki are close to none. Now with the twins, not only do less girls like them but there are also two of them; thus, my chances of dating one of them improves significantly." Yuka said.

"Wow, how is it that you can have such a logical plan for getting a boyfriend but when it comes to plans for studying for a test you're a total disaster?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Talent," was all that Yuka said before tossing her hair over her shoulder and heading to the host club with conviction.

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The host club was continuing with its black and white theme today and I left my friends to happily wait for the host club to open while I headed to the back to change into my outfit. I have to admit, this outfit if my favorite out of all the different costumes I've had to wear for the club.

I stepped out of the changing room and walked over to the doors to take my place in the welcoming formation. Kyoya came up and took his place behind me.

I could feel the hairs rising on the back of my neck as I listened to Kyoya's breathing and felt his warm breath on my back. It took every once of self control I posses to keep myself from turning around to look at him

I don't even know why I wanted to look at him, there was just this mysterious urge to look at him which I couldn't suppress. 'Is this a crush?' I asked myself, mystified.

Just as the doors were about to open, Kyoya leaned down and whispered, "I need to talk to you after the host club closes."

"Okay," I whispered quickly, feeling my cheeks heating up. As much as I wanted to keep thinking about Kyoya's actions, I forced myself to bottle up my feelings and put on a happy face as I helped welcome the guests.

After seating the guests, I proceeded to perform my other hostess duties which consisted of restocking the supply of treats at each host's table.

When I refilled the twins sweets, which ran out first, I was greeted by girls asking where my little sister is. "She's sick so she couldn't make it today," I said as I switched out the plate of cookies and cakes.

"Ahh," the girls said clearly disappointed.

"Why would Sakura be here?" Yuka asked confused. When her parents found out that she had gotten into another fight at school they were furious and as a punishment they made her clean out the Hanninozuka's dojo, which she finished yesterday.

"Her afternoon activities were cancelled yesterday so she came to the host club with Madoka," Kiyomi replied. (Yuka had convinced her to request the twins too)

"She was sooo cute!" One of the girls squealed.

"Look here! I have a picture of her from yesterday," another girl exclaimed as she whipped out her phone.

"That apron looks so adorable on her!" Yuka said. "I can't believe that I missed seeing Sakura; I have the worst luck in the world!" I smiled in amusement at my friend, feeling proud of my little sister.

Just as I turned to leave, I felt two people sling their arms around my neck and lean on my shoulders. "What do you want?" I asked the twins icily.

"Nothing," Hikaru started. "We just want to know,"

"how a girl who isn't even here," Kaoru continued.

"Is getting more attention than us," they said, finishing in unison.

"I'm sorry," I said as I shrugged off the twins, "but it's not my fault that Sakura's more popular than you."

The twins opened their mouths to reply, but Hunny beat them saying, "Madoka-chan! We need more cake!"

"Coming Hunny!" I said as I headed to the back room. "See you later nobodys," I called over my shoulder as I disappeared into the back.

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"Come again!" We chorused to the reluctantly leaving guests.

'They're finally gone,' I thought with relief as I sank down into a chair next to Haruhi.

"Your sister sure is famous," Haruhi commented casually. Then he said, "over half our conversation today revolved around Sakura; the girls really adore her."

"Sakura really enjoyed yesterday too. She cried when I told her that she had to stay home today," I responded. 'I can see why Haruhi is so popular with the girls, he's really nice.'

"Madoka, may I speak with you now?" Kyoya asked as he emerged from the back room in his school uniform.

"Sure," I said as I threw my arms over my head and arched my back, stretching it before standing up. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Yesterday my family received an invitation for a gala from one of the most prestigious families in Japan," Kyoya said.

"That's great, Kyoya, but what does this have to do with me?" I asked confused.

"You're coming with us," Kyoya said smirking.

"Wait, what!?" I said stunned.

I just stood there with my mouth open as Kyoya continued. "Since you are my fiancee you will be expected to come, your name is even on the invitation." I opened my mouth to protest but Kyoya put his hand over my mouth, cutting me off. Then he said, "Don't say it. I already talked to your parents; they said you would come."

'So the decision was already made without me. I hate it when people don't ask me what I want!'

"Madoka."

"Yes?" I said emerging from my thoughts.

"Your dad said that you know all the ballroom dances except the Viennese Waltz, is that true?"

"Yes," I mumbled looking at the ground. "I know all the steps but whenever I try dancing with a partner I get messed up and dizzy."

"That won't do," Kyoya said with a frown. "I suppose that leaves me no choice... I guess I'll have to teach you how to do the Viennese Waltz."

"Huh?" I said bewildered.

"Starting tomorrow, we will spend one hour working on the Viennese Waltz after the club closes."

"Okay," I said meekly, upset that another decision had been made without my consent. After saying this, I escaped into the back room where I grabbed my stuff and skedaddled.

As I hurried out of the club room, my mind was still swimming with the news I had relieved from Kyoya. So I was totally unprepared for when Yuka ran into me, throwing her arms around my neck and slamming against me with such force that I fell forward onto the ground with Yuka landing on top of me.

"Get off! You're heavy!"

"Sorry," Yuka said as she scrambled off of me.

"What took you so long?" Kiyomi asked as she extended out a hand to help me up.

I sighed before saying, "Kyoya told me that I have to accompany him to a gala his family was invited to because I'm his fiancee."

"That sucks," Kiyomi said as we headed down the hallway.

"There's more," I said bitterly. "Kyoya also said that he is going to teach me how to do the Viennese Waltz."

"It sounds like fun to me!" Yuka pipped.

"That's because you're you," I responded.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

"Figure it out yourself," I answered as I walked out the front doors of the school.

"You're being mean!" Yuka whined as she followed me out of school.

"Sorry," I said sarcastically. "I'll apologize tomorrow when I'm in a better mood if that will make you feel better. later." I said as I hopped into the limo, completely ready to forget about my hectic school day.

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After I got home, I only had enough time to drop my books off in my room before it was time to eat. I sat down at the table and just stared at my plate. Only after being prompted by my parents did I begin to pick at my food.

As I sat there listening to the random babbling of my siblings, I couldn't help nursing a small grudge against my parents.

'I can't believe they agreed that I would go to that party with Kyoya without consulting me. Then, to add insult to injury, they didn't even mention it to me. So I had the unfortunate pleasure of being totally at Kyoya's mercy when he sprang that information on me.'

I heaved a sigh and picked at my dinner. "Madoka, is something wrong?" Mom asked sweetly.

"It's nothing," I said as I put my chin on my hand and blew my bangs out of my eyes.

"When you say, 'it's nothing' it's always something," dad said sternly. "Now spit it out Madoka."

I pocked at my food some more before saying, "I'm just upset that you guys didn't consult me before telling Kyoya that I'd go with him to the party."

"Well, we figured you'd say yes so it didn't even occur to us," mom explained as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"..." was all I offered as a response.

"Madoka! You're going on a trip?!" Sakura asked excitedly.

"Uh-huh," I answered.

"Hey Madoka, bring me back a katana!" Hirkoki shouted, waving his fork in the air like it was a sword.

"And I want a fan!" Sakura chirped.

"Why would I get you two those?" I asked.

"Because we want souvenirs!" They chorused.

"Okay, okay! I'll see what I can do," I said suppressing my laughter.

"Yeah!" They cheered.

Turning back to my parents I said, "Kyoya's going to teach me how to dance the Vivienne Waltz, so I'll need the limo to pick me up an hour later than normal."

"Fine with us," dad said.

As we returned to our meal I thought, 'maybe this won't be as terrible as I first imagined... I hope.'

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Again, I'm sorry about this late update I won't let something like this happen again... I hope. Anyways, I'll see you all next update.

Next time: Turning in Rhythm.

-Karolyn Grace