Hey everybody! I hope you like the up coming chapter! Cameron's first flash back appears and Tamaki freaks out over Haruhi (as usual) I hope you all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Host Club or any of it's contents. Just my lovable/hatable OC's
"So what do you do for fun Cam?" The girls had gotten into the practice of calling me that obnoxious nickname. I rolled my eyes and smirked at the girl who asked.
"I skateboard," I kicked my feet up on the table, ignoring the horrified look that Tamaki gave me, "I write music, and play video games." I shrugged and spun the spiky metal ring I was wearing around my ring finger. The girls' eyes widened and they looked at me in awe.
"Do you play?" one girl squealed, the other's smiled happily and clapped in excitement.
"Yeah, a bit of piano, mostly guitar and drums," I grinned at their enthusiasm, "If you think I'm good, you should see my bro-" I stopped myself, "I mean, do you want to hear something?"
I glanced around, trying to find an instrument to play. I noticed Hikaru and Kaoru staring at me curiously. I narrowed my eyes, and they looked at each other, shrugged and went back to chatting happily with their customers.
I finally spotted a piano behind a sheer curtain. I stood up and walked over to the instrument. The girls crowded around and I began to play. It was the song that came to mind whenever I was lonely, and angry at myself. It was a sad piece that reminded me of a rain storm, or wind howling through the trees.
I used to hate music. I only listened to the pieces that Axel wrote. He loved music, it was his life. He wanted to be a music professor someday so he could teach others to love it too. It's a shame that he taught me to love it by dying.
I finished the song with an angry, yet sad chord and listened to it fade. There were no other sounds in the room. I turned around and stared at the awestruck faces.
"Can you write me a song!?" a girl yelled from the back after a few moments, suddenly everyone was shouting for music.
"If you line up over here, I will write down the names of anyone interested in a CD of Cameron's work," Kyoya raised his black notebook in the air to get everyone's attention. Soon a long line had formed, wrapping around the room. I glared at Kyoya, I didn't want him sharing my music with moronic girls who thought I was a guy. Kyoya looked me in the eyes and shoved up his glasses and mouthed "You owe me."
"Where did you learn to play like that?" I jumped as I heard Tamaki's voice behind me. The tall blonde was looking at me with strange admiration.
"I taught myself," I shrugged and turned my back towards him once more.
"It takes a real gentleman to learn to play like that. I had the finest tutors in the world teach me how to play when I was young. You almost play as well as mua!" He threw his arms out to the side and spun around.
I let out a snicker and rolled my eyes. He kept chattering about music while I tuned him out. I remembered the first time I touched any kind of instrument.
(Flash back)
"What are we going to do with this piano? It smells like firewood!" My mother walked around the large wooden grand piano, examining it. A few wires had snapped in the heat, and the corner's were a little charred, but it was otherwise in great shape. "Axel was the only one who ever played it, why don't we sell it?" she laid a hand on the key cover, her long fake nails tapping lightly on the wooden surface.
"Don't touch it," I found the word's falling out of my mouth. I had barely spoken since the fire, and my voice was weak. My sister jumped at the new hoarseness that would never go away. I heard the tapping stop and I looked up. My mother had backed away from the piano slightly. "I want it," I shoved my long hair out of the way.
"You don't even sing dear," she frowned as I walked towards the instrument. I ran a hand along the lid, mesmerized by the feel of the wood beneath my fingers.
"I want it in my room. Now," I looked at the movers that were hauling in our new furniture into our new house. The only thing that we had been able to save from the fire was the piano. If there was some higher deity out there, they obviously wanted me to suffer more than I was already.
The movers shrugged and began bringing the piano upstairs to my room. My mother gave me an angry look, "You don't play piano, and it smells like ash. We are not keeping it!"
"If you sell it, you'll have another dead kid," I gave her a look, daring her to try.
"Fine! I swear you kids don't appreciate all that I do for you!" She threw her hands up in the air and stormed out of the room. I ran upstairs to my new bedroom and sat down at the piano bench. The smell of burnt wood brought tears to my eyes.
I slowly opened the cover and began tinkering with the white and black keys.
(end of flashback)
"Evening Ms. Black," my butler, Spencer, grabbed my bag from me as I walked in the door.
"Spence," I nodded, but then stopped, "Wait, is my mother home?"
"Mistress Black is not home, would you like me to make you a snack?" I nodded again and the elderly man walked out of the room. I ran up stairs and got started on my homework. A few minutes later my cell phone was ringing.
"Yeah?" I hit the talk button and balanced the phone between my ear and shoulder.
"HARUHIISMISSINGIWEHAVETOFINDHER!" I recognized Tamaki's voice as his voice blared out of the speaker.
"Woah boss," Hikaru's voice replied on the other end.
"Calm down. What happened? Speak slowly this time," Kaoru continued.
"Haruhi has gone missing!" Tamaki sobbed.
Haru-chan is missing?" Honey sounded distraught. I heard a slight grunt after him which I assumed was Mori.
"I'm sure she isn't missing," Kyoya sighed. Even though he was on the other end of the phone line, I could hear him scribbling away in his black notebook.
"Yeah," Kaoru started, "I'm sure she's just out, like running errands or something," Hikaru finished.
"Or she could be dead," I piped in helpfully, listening to the horrified noises on the other ends.
"She could have died!" Tamaki wailed. I covered the mouthpiece and laughed. Spencer walked in with a sandwich wrapped in gold-leaf paper. I motioned for him to set it down. He nodded and left the room once more.
"I'm sure she's not dead, boss" the twins said in unison. I sighed, remembering how Axel and I had once done that.
"The last person she talked to was Kyoya!" Tamaki sniffled. I heard a collective gasp from everyone. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh no!" Honey panicked, his little boy voice gaining an almost toddler like quality.
"We have to find her!" The twins cried out.
"Oh no," Mori finally spoke up, his voice still low and monotone.
"What's wrong with talking to Kyoya?" I questioned as I sweat dropped.
"Yes," Kyoya seemed curious, "What is wrong with talking to me?" I laughed again, even when he was curious he didn't seem interested.
"N-nothing," Tamaki stuttered, I could practically imagine him pushing his two pointer fingers together and staring at the phone bashfully.
I listened halfheartedly as they made plans on where and when we need to meet. When they finally hung up I stood up and rummaged through the clothes on my floor. I tugged off my school uniform and changed into ripped black jeans and a red t-shirt. I slipped on my grey hoodie and through my car keys into my pocket along with my wallet and ran down stairs, my sandwich hanging out of my mouth. I didn't really want to go, but I had no other choice. As long as Kyoya knew I'd gotten the call, I had to go.
"Where are you going Cammie?" Lotte stopped right before I ran downstairs. I silently cursed myself. My mother insisted on picking her up personally from school. If she was home, my mother was too.
"I'm going out with friends." I sighed and turned around to look at her. Her blond hair was curling around her face in a delicate doll-like way. For a moment I felt a pang of sadness, it had been a long time since I'd been able to be that lady-like.
"Should I tell mom?" She cocked her head to the side, looking at me with concern.
"If she asks," I turned back around and bounded down the stairs, slipping on my red converse on the way out the door.
A few minutes later I was outside a tea shop downtown. The hosts were all chatting inside. I thought about turning around and going back home, but Kaoru spotted me and waved. I grumbled irritably and walked in.
"You're here!" Tamaki ran over and gave me a big hug, spinning me around in the process.
"If you don't put me down I'll break your nose," I growled. He put down but the threat didn't appear to waver his mood at all.
"We found Haruhi! Isn't that great!?" He skipped over to her and hugged her too.
"I was never missing, I just going on a walk." She replied as Tamaki swung her side to side like a doll. She seemed unfazed by his antics, "Oh, hey Cameron." She waved.
"Need help?" I walked over and ripped Haruhi away from Tamaki, shoving him in away. He rubbed his face where I'd pushed him and walked over to a nearby corner. I felt a vein pop in my head in irritation. He was so dramatic.
"Thanks," Haruhi looked at me, I could have sworn I saw her blush.
"No problem," walked over to the only empty seat, which was by Kaoru.
"You have a special talent for upsetting the boss," he leaned over and whispered to me. I smirked.
"He's annoying as hell," we both laughed.
The rest of the evening went by in a blur. Tamaki eventually came back over to join us, and I decided that maybe. Just maybe. I might be able to possibly start liking these doofuses.
Eventually.
Hope you liked it! Please Review!