Chapter 11: The Sweet Smell of Revenge—Hikari's Secret is Revealed.
A red ribbon was tied around Hikari's white bedpost, tickling her nose in her sleep. She tossed on over to the other side.
"…let me sleep, Natasha, just five more minutes…" she mumbled as she pulled the covers over her head.
"If you'd like, sweet angel, I'll give you five days." Hikari's eyes shot open and sat up in her bed. Her terrace door was open, the late summer breeze filling her room. That was strange, she thought. She hopped out of bed and got ready for school.
At Ouran after school
Haruhi looked over Kyouya's right shoulder while Hikari peeked over the left. Mori-sempai picked Honey up to see over his head.
"So…" Hikari began to say, "What is this all about?"
"We're preparing our next cosplay. It's been a while since we've done one," Kyouya answered typing furiously on the keyboard.
"Any thoughts?" she asked. Haruhi shook her head.
"Sempai is wondering around the school for some 'inspiration'," she said, "The twins tagged along too. They wanted to beat him at finding it." She sighed and went towards the sofa. The front doors burst open and smoke began to enter the room. Everyone began coughing when Tamaki's voice filled the room.
"I've found it!" He screamed with delight, "Our next cosplay is…" The smoke cleared and Tamaki stood in the center. He was wearing a cowboy hat, a flannel shirt with a bandana tied around it, jeans, and white cowboy boots…with spurs. Haruhi and Hikari dropped their heads. This was the inspiration? Hikari asked herself.
"Hold it right there, partner," said two voices at once. Hikari looked up and saw the twins looking like Tamaki…except in black boots and a black bandana covering their nose and mouth, standing next to each other as if they mirrored one another.
"The double twin bandits," Tamaki announced, "I should have known that you'd follow me here." He drew out a gun (obviously fake because the price tag was still on it) and aimed it at the twins.
"Leave now before I fire." The twins smirked under their coverage and grabbed Hikari and Haruhi. They pointed their fake guns to their head and laughed an evil laugh.
"Would you want your precious wife and daughter to be killed?" Kaoru asked holding Haruhi close. Tamaki hesitated, slowly lowering his gun. Hikaru stroked Hikari's hair and rubbed his cheek against hers.
"Such a pretty daughter," he said, "I think I might take her for myself." Tamaki froze as his color left his body.
"Not while I'm around," said a familiar, feminine voice. Hikari turned around and saw a cowgirl with two black braids and brown boots. Her mini jean skirt had ridges at the end of it, completing her white, short-sleeved button down shirt. All topped off with a white cowgirl hat. Kaoru stared at her for a minute before getting back into character.
"Yumi-chan?" Hikari said, "How did you get in here?" Yumi held up a peace sign.
"Simple, Kaoru told me that there was a back entrance that I could get through if I wanted to hang out with you guys. Good thing I did to." Hikari felt her soul leaving her body. Can't this thing end NOW?
"Tamaki," Kyouya finally said, "Can we please end this stupid cosplay and get back to work?"
"But this is my idea, Kyouya," Tamaki whined.
"Well, if this is what you want, can you let me know not in some stupid fashion?" Tamaki took offence to this and began to draw circles on the floor. The twins lowered their black bandanas and breathed in the fresh air.
"Man, it's hot in there," Hikaru said. Kaoru let Haruhi go and walked on over to Yumi.
"They really seem to be enjoying each other's company," Haruhi pointed out. Hikari nodded.
"I wonder if she'll be coming here a lot?" she asked aloud.
"I thought that you'd want her to come a lot," Hikaru assumed.
"Don't get me wrong, I do, but she's a lot to handle."
"How so?" Haruhi asked. Hikari thought for a minute before answering.
"Yumi is like a girl version of Hikaru, but more girly." Hikaru was taken back by this fact as he stared at the couple with his golden eyes. Hikari smiled. He's probably becoming more jealous of Yumi-chan.
"Alright team," Tamaki said again, "Let's go downstairs to help bring up the costumes." Everyone assembled and began to bring the cowboy western theme boxes up to the third music room.
Hikari was the last person to pick up a box, when something came across her path and she tripped forward. Her face fell first on top of the box of props followed by the weight of her body. She felt pain rush to her head as she rubbed it.
"What the hell?" she said quietly. She turned around and saw a banana peel lying on the floor. Footsteps approached her as she checked herself for any injuries that she might have had during her fall.
"My my my," said a snooty voice. Do I really have to go through this? Hikari thought to herself. She turned around and saw the annoying girl that threatens her for being in the host club.
"That wasn't very graceful of you." She laughed a snobbish laugh placing her hand slightly over her mouth. "I wonder what the host club would think if they saw you." Hikari picked up the prop box and continued to walk towards the school, but she knew that the girl was following her. She turned around to tell her to back off, but no one was there. Instead, she felt that there were other people following her. She quickly put the box down and took out a small notebook and pencil. She wrote down a full description about her feeling about being followed.
"This'll be great for my story," she said triumphantly. Her head began to hurt from the overwhelming thoughts flowing through her mind. She picked up the box and carried it to the host club.
When she entered the room, she had thought that she was out west. The wooden floors were filled with sand. The Ouran walls were transformed into the walls of a saloon with wooden chairs and tables. There was a bar that was full of tea and soft drinks for the guests. Hikari didn't realize that she was in the right place until Honey popped up in front of her.
"Hiri-chan," he shouted, "Don't I look like a real cowboy?" Hikari looked at him with his little cowboy outfit. He looked like Tamaki except that his bandana was pink. His bunny also wore a cowboy hat and bandana, which made Hikari giggle.
"You and you're bunny look like you jumped right out of a western movie," she said. Honey's eyes widen with joy as he skipped around the room.
"There you are, Hikari," Haruhi said next to her. She was wearing what appeared to be a waiter outfit.
"Haruhi, Why are you wearing that? I thought that this was a cowboy theme?" Hikari asked.
"Someone has to serve the drinks to people," Kyouya said on her other side. "It's cheaper this way."
Of course it is, Kyouya-sempai, Hikari thought in her mind.
"Hikari!" Tamaki screamed, "Here's your costume. The guests will be arriving soon." He brought out another waiter outfit. "Now you will match your mother. Both disguising your gender and acting like the beautiful men in the world. It's hard to be beautiful, yes, but…" Hikari tuned him out of her head as she took the costume and went into the back room to try it on.
The Host Club is now Open
Hiroki handed one of his ladies a soft drink that she requested along with a bonus story.
"Here you go, princess," he said, "You're drink and a special story that comes with it." The girl's cheeks turned pink as she read the first few lines aloud.
"The dust cleared with the winner standing strong. He stepped over the beast that he had killed to claim his lover. She was locked in a cage and was treated as a song bird because of her soothing voice. The beast had wanted her for himself and to keep her away from the other creatures that wanted her. She was glad to see her lover standing before her, setting her free." The girl's eyes sparkled as she read Hiroki's piece aloud.
"This is AMAZING!" she screamed. The other girls sitting with screamed in unison, "CAN WE HAVE ONE TOO?" Hiroki smiled.
"Of course you can, my ladies. Is there anything you would prefer?" They shook their heads.
"We would like that one, please," One of them said.
"Then I shall write them immediately." He said, bowing and leaving his ladies to enjoy the one story he placed.
"Good work," Kyouya said at the bar. He took out his calculator and started to punch in numbers. "If you make enough copies, and distribute them to the guests, then-"
"I'm not selling my stories, Kyouya-sempai," Hiroki said with a hint of warning in his voice. Kyouya looked at him as if trying to convince Hiroki to change his mind, but Hiroki was determined to keep his writing free.
"I never said anything about selling them," Kyouya replied. Hiroki looked puzzled. "I was merely suggesting that you make photocopies of your stories so that you don't have to re-write them over and over again." Hiroki thought about and leaned on the counter.
"That is a thought, but I want the ladies to see that I'm writing a special story for them because there's no story that's exactly the same. They're all different." Kyouya chuckled quietly and continued his writing. Hiroki took out his notepad and scribbled another note: Girls love the girl being captive like a song bird…
"The girls at your table are really wild," Haruhi commented after his guest had left.
"Yeah, I just wrote down an idea for the book I'm writing and I wanted to see how well it would work in public. I guess it's another crowed pleaser."
"A BOOK?" Haruhi asked surprised.
"Yeah, I never mentioned that?" Hiroki asked. Haruhi shook his head, but before Hiroki could explain, someone tapped his shoulder. A girl with light brown eyes approached him with her brown hair running over her shoulders. She had strands of blonde in it, showing that she was out in the sun all summer long. Hiroki griped the edge of the bar counter.
"Umm…" she said. Hiroki looked over at Haruhi and back at the girl. She was playing with her hand while she spoke.
"I've been in this club for a while and I've been observing you." She took a deep breath and looked into Hiroki's eyes.
"I would like for you to be my host." Hiroki smiled at her. He extended his hand towards an empty table.
"Please take a seat, and I'll be with you in a minute." She clapped with delight and skipped on over to the table.
"Haruhi, can you help me with something?" Haruhi shrugged and followed Hiroki to the storage room.
As Hikari now
"Are you alright?" Haruhi asked. Hikari took her hair down and ran her fingers through it.
"That's the girl that's been bothering me about the host club," she said.
"Ah."
"She threw a banana peel in front of me so that I would fall on top of the prop box," Hikari whispered in anger.
"So she's trying to prevent you from coming to the Host Club?" Hikari nodded.
"But you're her host now," Haruhi pointed out. Hikari nodded again.
"So what should you do?"
"I've got an idea!" Hikari and Haruhi jumped back. Yumi stood between them with her index finger on her lips.
"YUMI-CHAN!" Hikari whispered loudly. Yumi smiled.
"Why don't you just treat her like all of the other guests that arrive?" She suggested, "That way, you might be able to tell her that Hikari has nothing to do with the host club."
"But she really does," Haruhi intervened. Hikari gave up, tied her hair back, and entered the main room.
As Hiroki
With a good story at hand, Hiroki gave his guest another one of his stories.
"Since you said that you've been observing me, I thought that you might have seen some of my writing."
"Oh," she said, "I've heard about it, but never read any of it."
"Then you shall read this one," Hiroki said giving her a piece of paper. As she took it, the ground began to shake. Here we go again, Hiroki thought to himself. Renge began to rise from the ground on her spinning platform with tears rolling down her face.
"Hiroiki-kun," she said with a small sniff at the end of it, "I'm so touched by your writing. I must receive more of these and put them in my Moe Moe Ouran magazine." Hiroki smiled.
"I'm glad that the manager of the host club enjoys my writing as much as my ladies do." Renge screamed with delight.
"Renge-kun," Tamaki said, "I thought that you liked Haruhi."
"Of course I'll always like Haruhi-kun, but Hiroki's writing is exactly what we girls are looking for, rather we are moe or not." Suddenly, all of the girls huddled around Hiroki and asked for a story.
How am I gonna get out of this mess? Hiroki thought to himself. He felt two people grabbing his arms and pulling him into the back room.
The Host Club is Now Closed (due to a stampede that occurred)
Once the door was close, the twins let go of Hikari's arms.
"Thanks," she said taking down her hair.
"What was that all about?" Hikaru asked. He and Kaoru looked at each other, acting in unison.
"I've never seen the girls act that way before," Kaoru added. A small voice made Hikari turn around. Tamaki's head was hanging down with his back hunched over.
"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!" He screamed in fury. "I will not allow this!" He took Hikari by the shoulders and began to shake her.
"You're defiantly your mother's daughter, but you must become a girl!" he screamed as tears ran down his face. "You're beginning to gain so many new members that I would have to relinquish my crown as the king to you." Tamaki let her go and covered his eyes with his arm.
"Sempai," Haruhi said with a bit of annoyance in her voice, "We're not mother and daughter. We're friends, really good friends. And why would she want to be king of the host club anyway?" Tamaki took more offence to this than anything. He acted as if an arrow pierced his heart and he fell on the floor.
"Well, thanks to Hikari's stories, we've got new members, or at least there will be new members soon," Kyouya said as Tamaki's body remained motionless. Honey squatted down and poked him. He didn't move.
"Tama-chan is like a rag doll," Honey said after observing the lifeless king.
"Just leave him, Honey-sempai," Haruhi said, "He doesn't seem to realize that no one wants to take anything away from him." With these words spoken, Tamaki returned to life.
"Of course, of course," He said extending his arm to the side, "No one would ever want to take my position away from me because of the love that I get from you minions, correct?" At this point, Haruhi just walked away. Hikari began to follow her, when something grabbed her hand.
"Hey, is everything alright?" Hikaru asked. Hikari smiled.
"Yeah, I'm just gonna find Haruhi." She broke free and left the music room to figure out which study room Haruhi went in.
"Haruhi must be borrowing another law book from the library again," Hikari said aloud. She found a library with its doors open just down the hall of the third music room.
"Bingo." Hikari opened the door and saw Haruhi lost in another law book. She looked up when she saw Hikari entering the room.
"You get down to work pretty quickly," She said. Haruhi shook her head, closing her book shut.
"Sometimes Sempai takes a lot of energy out of me and I just need some peace and quiet before entering into that crazy world of chaos," She said placing her hand on her chin.
"That's true," Hikari said, "The host club does take a lot of energy out of you." Haruhi nodded.
"But if you have issues with them, why are you still in the club?" Haruhi was about to answer when the library doors burst open. A girl with brown hair and blonde highlights stood before them in total shock. Oh-no.
"Niwazaki-san," she said with anger in her voice, "I told you to stay away from Haruhi-kun."
"I'm not dating him or anything," Hikari replied. The girl stuck her nose in the air.
"It doesn't mater. You were with him alone in this room. "
"Really, though," Haruhi said trying to convince her, "We're just friends. She came looking for me when-"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER!" She pointed her finger at Hikari. "Look, she's even wearing a waiter outfit like some of the hosts." She slapped her upper chest. "I, Chihara Sazaki, will make sure that you, Niwazaki Hikari, will never see the light of day ever again!" With this, she left the two girls in the library.
At home
…She placed down her sword, wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead. It was difficult to act like an honorable warrior sometimes, but she knew that she must do it. With her seven, now eight companions by her side, she knew that she could save her parents.
Hikari placed down her pencil and stretched her arms in the air. Her wrist was sore from writing, but it was well worth it. She had been writing for three hours straight.
"Kira and Yuuji are out late and the maids won't rat me out." She stood up and walked towards her balcony door. It was a clear night with a crescent silver moon dangling over head. Hikari opened the door, closed her eyes, and welcomed the night breeze.
"My mind feels so foggy…after being lost in my mind for three hours."
"Yeah, really, I thought that you were gonna put me to sleep." Hikari's eyes snapped open as she saw Hikaru sitting in her tree that branched over her balcony. He was twirling a rose between his long, pale fingers.
"HIKARU!" She screamed. "What are you doing here?" He grinned his devil grin.
"I just wanted to check up on you," He replied. Hikari smacked her head. At least Tamaki doesn't sneak around to spy on Haruhi all the time.
"Why?" she asked in annoyance. "You always check up on me anyway, so what's the difference?"
"You seemed disturbed, that's all." Hikari shrugged her shoulders.
"Besides that annoying Chihara girl, I'm alright."
"Chihara?"
"Yeah, the girl threatening me about the club."
"Wow, so she's moved onto you then."
"What do you mean?" Hikaru climbed onto her balcony and continued to stare at the rose.
"Chihara-san was my guest before you came along."
"Hikaru, really, are you seriously disturbed by this?" Hikari asked. Hikaru's eyes finally looked into hers. There was something different about it. Something…hot.
"Of course I am," he said, "My little toy is taking away one of my precious princesses."
"Hey," Hikari said, "I'm not your little toy." The gold in his eye shimmered.
"You said so yourself this summer," He reminded her. She shook her head.
"No, I only said that I was your girlfriend."
"Which entitles you to also be my little toy." With that, he came up to her, wrapping his free arm around her waist, cornering her into the wall. He tilted her head up with his other hand, still holding the rose, showing her his golden eyes burning with passion.
"I guess I'm going to have to play a penalty game with my little toy." His hand around her waist traced down her back as he brought his face towards her. He suddenly stopped when something caught his attention…or rather, a scream did. Hikari and Hikaru rushed over to the edge of the balcony and saw two people on the ground.
"Are you alright, Yumi-chan?" One of them asked. The voice sounded familiar.
"Kaoru," Hikaru screamed down below, "What are you doing here?" Kaoru looked up and smiled.
"Hi-Hikaru, It's funny that you mention that. You see…" but Yumi's hand stopped him from talking.
"Sorry, Hikaru, this was my fault."
"Why are you spying on us, Yumi?" Hikari asked with a mix of anger and annoyance in her voice.
"Well, I knew that Hikaru was going to come and visit, so I thought that I would be able to see some…you know…" She began to push her index fingers together, trying to look innocent. "…some lovey-dovey action." Hikari felt her body temperature rising at a rapid pace.
This is so embarrassing, she thought, What Hikaru and I do is personal. I don't want people I know to see.
"I was hoping for some action too," Hikaru said out loud. This only made Hikari's body become hotter. She felt her heart banging against her chest.
"Hikaru, what were you intending to do tonight?" she asked. Hikaru placed his arms behind his head.
"Well, since you said that you're my toy, I thought that I could play with you a little differently." She saw the hotness in his eyes return as his glance caught hers. Hikari tried to swallow, but her throat was too dry.
"And you have a penalty game to play, don't you?" He reminded her coming closer again. Hikari stepped back looking from the burning eye of Hikaru to the people down below.
"Don't be afraid, Hikari-chan!" Yumi screamed, "It'll be fun for you…and me."
"Yeah, but mostly for-" Hikari was cut short. The young maid that she lends her father's books to entered her room.
"The mister and misses have returned," She said curtsying before closing the door. Hikari felt the heat in her body turn to ice. She quickly ran inside, locked the balcony door, closed the curtains, and tried to hide her writing books. When she heard a knocking on her door, she shoved the rest of her writing books into her school bag.
"Come in," she said in a calm, but slightly shaky voice. Kira and Yuuji entered together removing their jackets as the maids came to fetch them. They didn't look pleased.
"Hikari-chan," Kira began, "What is your reason for coming back home so late on a school night?"
"Because I would like to finish my homework at school rather than here," Hikari answered without hesitation.
"That's not what we were told," Yuuji said, "We just met the Chihara family and they told us that you were spending your afterschool hours in a club…a 'host' club." Hikari felt a shock of fear race down her spine. She kept her face emotionless, not revealing anything to them about what she has been really doing.
"And who, may I ask, told them this 'fact'?" she asked politely.
"Their daughter, Sazaki-chan," Kira replied. She placed her boney hand on her cheek. "She's such a perfect daughter. She never lies about anything, she focuses on her school work, she partakes in respectable clubs, her friend choices are exquisite." She looked at Hikari with a tint of hatred in her eyes.
"You, however, have been wasting your time with boys in a club. So tell me, what is this 'host club' that you do?"
"I never said that I was in a 'host club'," Hikari reminded them.
"I don't believe you," Kira said raising her voice, "You have never told us the truth about anything. We ask for so little of you and this is how you repay us? Do you know how embarrassing it was for us to tell them that we weren't sure what our daughter was doing?" She cleared her throat and ran her fingers through her hair.
"I'm done talking to you." She and Yuuji began to leave the room. "Oh, and you must be home right after school tomorrow." And slammed her door shut. Hikari let out a sigh and drew the curtains. Hikaru was still there. His arms were folded across his chest and his fingers were gripping onto his arms as if they would fall a part if he let go.
"You didn't have to stay," Hikari said as she opened the balcony door. Hikaru shook his head. She saw his jaw tighten, holding dreadful words back about the people who she was living with. She walked over to the edge and looked over. Tamaki, Haruhi, Kyouya, Natasha, Honey, and Mori-sempai were all talking to Kaoru and Yumi.
"What are you all doing here?" She asked quietly. They all looked up at her. Tamaki clenched his fist.
"Don't worry, my daughter, we will find a way to keep you in the club for tomorrow."
"Hey, I'm not your daughter." Tamaki didn't hear.
"You are now a member of our family, and this family helps each other out when we need it. You need to come see us after school to write your stories, to fulfill your dream and your late parents' wish. I, as your current father, will not let your dream and their wish die in vain." Hikari looked at Yumi, Haruhi, and Natasha. Natasha gave her a smile.
"You don't have to do this, Tamaki-sempai," She finally said.
"Of course I do. I am the Host King and I will do my best to keep this family alive and the kingdom of our princesses running." He spun around making large hand jesters as he spoke. He then snapped his fingers.
"Hikaru, take care of her please." Without a word, Hikaru swept Hikari off her feet and took her into her plain room. As he placed her down, he told her to get into her nightgown and to go to bed. Hikari didn't move.
"I promise I won't look," Hikaru said. She heard the seriousness tone leaving his throat and changed in her bathroom. When she opened the door, the lights were off and only the faint moonlight was shining through the room.
"Hikaru?" She asked. Nothing. She yawned, not realizing how tired she really was. As she climbed into bed, she felt a figure lying next to her. She was about to scream, but its hand went over her mouth.
"Don't scream," Hikaru whispered. He drew the covers over them and wrapped his arms around her tightly, placing his chin over her head. "I'm going to protect you." Hikari wanted to try and laugh this moment off, but she couldn't. She smelt Hikaru's scent of fresh spices and roses. Her breathing became deeper and deeper as Hikaru held her close. Against her head, she felt a small beating against his chest.
His heart, she thought, I can hear it beating. And with that, she fell asleep.
After school
Tamaki told Hikari that after the final bell, she should head over to the third music room like always. When she closed the door the Host club's room, she saw Hikaru and Kaoru sitting at their host table talking to Yumi.
"Well, Kaoru likes bunny dolls too, but he doesn't like to show his feminine side to anyone," Hikaru said with a laugh. Kaoru turned pink.
"Hikaru!" He turned away, acting shy, "Don't tell her those things." Yumi didn't move. Hikaru wrapped his arms around Kaoru from behind, turning his brother's face towards his. Their lips were millimeters apart.
Flowery background
"You know how I like to see you blush, Kaoru. It makes me want you even more than ever."
"…Hikaru…"
Yumi began to laugh. The flowery scenery disappeared and the brothers just stared at her.
"What's so funny, Yumi-chan?" Kaoru asked.
"Yeah, is there something funny about our 'brotherly love'?" Hikaru questioned. Yumi pounded her fist onto the table and tried to not fall out of her seat.
"S-s-sorry, b-but, oh my god, Kaoru's look…and Hikaru's face…" Yumi tried to finish her sentence, but it all came out as little fragments with laughter in between.
"I really don't get what's funny or considered 'brotherly love'," Haruhi said behind Hikari. "I always wonder how they're so popular."
"We already told you Haruhi," Hikaru said.
"Yeah, and you don't have to remind me." Haruhi looked over at Hikari.
"How're you doing? Last night was a little rough, huh?"
"I lived. This morning, Yuuji went on and on about how such a disgrace I am," Hikari said as if it didn't matter. She noticed that it made Hikaru tense.
"By the way," She began again, trying to calm Hikaru down, "Where's Tamaki-sempai? He told me to be here, so here I am." As if on cue, Tamaki came through the front doors.
"Hikari, I've got a plan to keep your secret safe," He said.
"Okay, so what is it?" Haruhi asked. Tamaki smirked and took out a white board with little scribbles about a plan on it. There were so many words and scribbles, Hikari had trouble trying to figure out what it said.
"So, does everyone have this formation in their minds?" Honey, Kaoru, Yumi, and Hikaru saluted.
"Roger!" They said. Hikari let out a sigh and plopped down on the sofa.
"When will this insanity end?" she asked aloud pinching the bridge of her nose to prevent a headache.
"It will end…"
"…once someone leaves through those doors." The twins said one right after another. That didn't convince Hikari. The twin grabbed her arms and threw her into the back room to change into her guy uniform. This will be fun, she said sarcastically in her mind.
The Host Club is Now Open
Sazaki was the only one assigned to Hiroki for the day. He was informed that his other guests had other engagements to attend to. I won't be surprised if she had bribed or threatened them not to come.
"Hi Hiroki-kun!" She said yelled across the room. Hiroki took a deep breath and smiled.
"Sazaki-hime, I have written another story, but it's for your eyes only," he said with a wink.
"Oh, Hiroki-kun, how thoughtful." She took the story and began to read it. As her eyes continued to glide across the words, her grip tightened.
Tamaki-sempai told me to give her this story and to act along with her reaction. I wonder what he means… She pulled her eyes away from the paper and took a sip of tea.
"Hiroki-kun," she said in a stunned voice, "This story reminds me of a girl I despised."
"Really?" Hiroki said, "I cannot imagine you hating someone, concidering the kindness I see you give to other people throughout the school." Sazaki smiled and flicked her hair.
"Thank you, really, Hiroki-kun. Now I don't mean to pry," She shot him a glare, "but what is your relationship with Niwazaki Hikari?" Hiroki was caught off guard.
"Ni-Niwazaki Hikari?" He repeated. Sazaki nodded.
"I see her come in here all the time, but I never see her around the club. Renge-chan doesn't know much about her either."
"Then why are you asking?" he asked trying to act innocent.
"Because I know that she's trying to find her way into one of your hearts to show you off at parties and things. She doesn't realize that I'm the one that should be in you hearts. She really needs to know her place around here."
"I'm really sorry," He said, "But I have no idea about what you're talking about." Sazaki looked at him with pain her eyes.
"You can't hide her forever, Hiroki-kun. I know she's here." She smacked her fist on the table. Everyone turned their heads.
"She just thinks that she can waltz right in here and win everyone over. She's super close with Haruhi-kun, Tamaki-sempai treats her like a saint, Mori- sempai and Honey sempai always protects her from harms way, Kyouya-sempai gives her easy punishments, and the Hitachiin twins just faun over her, especially Hikaru!" Hikaru's name echoed through the third music room.
"I'm not in love with him or anything, but I think that it's unfair that she should be dating a host member." With this sentence ringing through the air, every guest screamed,
"WHAT?!"
"Hikari-chan is dating Hikaru-kun?"
"I never knew that they were even close?"
"I wonder how Kaoru must feel."
"Did she steal him away?"
Hiroki couldn't really say anything. He just stood there in amazement at the people talking about something that's true…but not true at the same time.
"Princesses, princesses," Tamaki said, trying to calm down the ladies. He walked on over to Sazaki. "Now why do you bring this up in our humble abode?"
"Because I know she's here," she said, "And I want her to know that her parents know and will pull her out of school because of it." Hiroki felt his heart freezing in place.
Don't lose character, He kept on thinking, Please, don't lose character!
"Excuse me," said a different voice. Hiroki stared at Sazaki, "but I think it's best if you leave." She had seemed to have taken offence to this demand.
"Hiroki…kun?" Hiroki's voice was the one that spoke and was the only one that was heard by all.
"It's not your place to say whether someone stays or leaves. It is also none of your business what this Hikari does or doesn't do. Usually when people do that, it shows that they feel their life is just plain boring and meaningless. The ladies that enter this room are ladies with hopes and dreams and life to live. They don't have time to worry about others when with their hosts. Since you have shown that you're obviously not that type of woman, I suggest that you leave and don't come back."
Sazaki just stared at him, her body shaking with anger. She rose quickly raising her hand high, ready to slap him, but someone caught her arm.
"Stop it," Mori-sempai said. She looked at him, trying to break her arm free.
"It's just as Hiroki says," Tamaki replied, "You're just not fit enough to be our princess." The twins opened to the door and Mori-sempai walked her out of the room.
"I'm sorry to say that we must also ask everyone else to leave," Kyouya announced, "We will make it up to you ladies soon. We're sorry for the inconvenience."
"It's alright, Kyouya-sempai," One of them said, "She was giving us moe girls a bad name."
"Indeed she was, princess." And with that, the girls left the room with the twins closing the door behind them.