NOTE: Hi readers! I'm really sorry about the MAJOR delay. I'm drowning in my school work (I might have told some of you already) so fun and writing is not an option. BUT here is the next chapter and about half of chapter 21 is already written, so hopefully, it won't take as long…but I can't make any promises. Please review and let me know if this chapter is too long (It's really really long and I couldn't find a good place to stop…sorry) Well…here's the next chapter of Ouran High School Host Club: A Lyrical Beauty!!
Chapter 20: A Couple Found, A Couple Broken
"HIROKI-KUN! HIROKI-KUN!" Hiroki looked up from his notebook and smiled at his guests.
"What is it, Ladies?"
"You get to pick the Host Club's next cosplay!" Hiroki blinked, not sure how to answer.
"Cosplay?"
"Yes," Kyouya said popping out of nowhere, "There was a poll taken yesterday while you were busy spying on a certain couple." Hiroki felt Kyouya's cold stare trickle down his spin.
"What's the price?" he asked.
"What price?" Kyouya asked with a pleased look on his face.
"I mean that is there anything in particular you wish for me to pick?" Kyouya continued to write.
"There're no string, Hiroki-kun. You can do whatever you want, so long as it pleases the guests." The girls squealed with delight.
"I know that if it's Hiroki, he'd do something romantic," they chanted. Hiroki gave them a charmed smile and walked towards Haruhi.
"Hey, I was wondering if I can take that sleepover tonight."
"Sure," Haruhi answered, "My dad's been wondering when you'd be returning to our house."
The Host Club is Now Closed
"No."
"Aw, come one."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because you're gonna get hurt again."
"How do you know?"
"Do you not remember when that creepy guy was hitting on you?"
"He wasn't hitting on me, Hikaru, he was being just creepy."
"Exactly." Hikari clenched her teeth together. She felt that Hikaru was acting more like an overprotective father, which was Tamaki's role, rather than her boyfriend.
"Please, Hikaru?"
"No."
"Agh!" Hikari stomped her foot on the floor and crossed her arms.
"Hikaru, why don't you let her go?" Kaoru asked.
"Because it isn't safe. Haruhi is a girl too and if some rapist came to hurt Hikari, Haruhi wouldn't last." Tamaki's color disappeared.
"You're Right!" he screamed, "Hikari, you are forbidden to go to Haruhi's house until this matter is resolved." Hikari's jaw dropped.
"Are you serious?" Tamaki nodded. "I'm not you're kid."
"You're mine and Haruhi's daughter."
"NO I'M NOT! Natasha is the only person who can tell me otherwise." A hand tapped her shoulder. Hikari turned to face Kyouya, handing her his cell phone.
"It's Natasha." Hikari pouted. He put her up to this, she thought.
"Hello?"
"Kyouya says that you're fighting with the club?"
"Yes. I want to sleepover at Haruhi's, but Tamaki-senpai and Hikaru aren't letting me."
"Hmm…" There was a pause. "I am worried about your safety…however, I don't want to lock you in a cage and prevent you from having fun…" There was another pause. "Okay, you can go." Hikari's pout melted into a smile.
"Really?"
"On one condition," Hikari's smile disappeared, "You have to have the Host club take you there and pick you up. Haruhi is required to do that also with you." Hikari could tell that Tamaki and the twins were listening to their conversation and nodded.
"Fine." And with the decided plan, they set off to Haruhi's.
"My my my, what have we here?" Ranka asked with a grin spread across her face.
"They're ONLY here to drop of us and will come again ONLY to pick us up tomorrow," Haruhi said, emphasizing the word "only", "They will not be-"
"Oh why don't you boys join us for dinner?" Ranka asked. Tamaki and the twins agreed for the club. As they entered, Yumi introduced herself. Ranka was pleased with her, especially since she was dating Kaoru and was not embarrassed to gossip about Hikari and Haruhi love life. Those two, however, left and headed towards Haruhi's bedroom to change out of their uniforms and into casual clothes.
"I can't believe that dad invited them in."
"I can't believe that Hikaru is freaking out over nothing," Hikari commented.
"What was he talking bout anyway?" Haruhi asked. Hikari explained about the Ouran student that was praising Hikari's adoptive family name. "Sounds weird," she commented.
"I agree, but Hikaru doesn't have to restrain me from having a social life, you know?" Haruhi nodded.
"Plus, Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai are teaching you Karate."
"Which is super useful." Hikari paused before asking, "Does Mori-senpai have a girlfriend?" Haruhi was surprised by her question.
"You've been with the twins for too long." Hikari smiled.
"Seriously, though. Mina-chan asked me if Mori-senpai had someone special and…I wasn't quite sure how to answer."
"Why is that bothering you?"
"I saw Mori-senpai with a girl from school who calls him by his first name." Haruhi gasped.
"That's strange. Mori-senpai is only called his first name by Honey-senpai."
"I know." Hikari was about to put on her T-shirt when Haruhi's bedroom door opened.
"Hikari, is there anything you want to-" Hikari turned her head towards the door seeing Hikaru's surprised look. She felt the heat of his golden eyes examining her bare back, which caused the blood leave her legs and flow through her face. Hikaru's expression, however, turned a little…devilish. Luckily, Haruhi ran and slammed her door shut, allowing it to hit Hikaru on his way out.
"Don't you ever knock?" Haruhi asked. Hikaru laughed.
"Sorry, I'll remember that next time." Hikari rolled her eyes.
"And when he remembers, my parents will rise from the dead."
"Are you alright, Hikari?"
"I'm fine Haruhi. Let's just get this dinner over with."
Dinner wasn't as bad as Hikari had thought it would be, but it wasn't as pleasant as she hoped it would. Ranka spent half the time yelling at Tamaki saying, "I will never allow you to marry my daughter." Haruhi gave up on talking back. She just ate quietly next to Hikari, who was happy that Ranka wasn't talking about her and Hikaru.
"So what's on the agenda for Christmas?" Ranka asked.
"Normally, we would throw a Christmas ball for the Host Club guests," Kyouya answered, "This year, however, the school will be occupied for other purposes."
"That's too bad," Ranka said, a little disappointed.
"Luckily, thought, Tamaki continued, "We're trying to find a new location for our dance, so there is still hope." He got on one knee and lifted Haruhi's hand. "I would also be honored if you were to dance with me, Haruhi." Hikari noticed that Ranka's eyes set on fire.
"DON'T ASK MY DAUGHTER TO DANCE IN FRONT OF HER FATHER!" He yelled. Tamaki gave him a surprised look, placing the back of his hand on his forehead.
"But father-"
"DON'T CALL ME 'FATHER'!" Ranka slapped Tamaki, who spun around many times before falling to the floor.
"Anyway," Ranka continued, "What will you be doing, Hikari-chan?" Hikari was surprised that he asked and thought about it.
"I'm not really sure," she answered. "My Christmases has always been…different than I hope them to be."
"Well I hope you'll be attending the dance." Hikari gave a weak smile and continued to eat. "I know that, like my daughter, you'll be occupied the whole night as well?" Hikari placed down her rice bowl. Her gut told her that she wasn't going to like what came out of Ranka's mouth.
"Since you and Hikaru are dating, I'm sure that you won't dance with any other."
"Don't worry, Ranka-san," Hikaru said, sliding his arm around her waist. "I'll make sure that no other man touches her." Ranka clapped with joy, praising the young couple. Eventually, the dinner came to an end and Hikari couldn't be happier. While she and Haruhi were preparing to go to bed, they discussed about their cosplay ideas.
"How about we just say our cosplay is imitating the Host Club?" Haruhi suggested, "That way, there won't be any weird costume or weird things around the club." Hikari shook her head.
"That wouldn't work well with Kyouya-senpai and Tamaki-senpai." Haruhi sat on her bed and began to think again. Hikari took out her notebook and began to jot down ideas. Let's see…we've got our types of hosts: Prince, Loli-shota, Wild, Devilish, Cool, Natural, and Lyrical. Hikari stared at her notes. How can we make this work? Haruhi wants to be comfortable, but everyone else wants something flashy…Wait! Hikari continued to jot down ideas. Once she finished she placed the pencil on top of her ear.
"Haruhi," she announced, "I've found it."
"What is it?" Haruhi asked with a little curiosity.
"I'm going to take your idea of the host club imitating the host club and make it ten times bigger." Haruhi gave Hikari a puzzling look. "I mean…the host will exaggerate their type of host to the guests." Haruhi thought about it and still shook her head.
"Ok. Your host color is red, right?" Haruhi nodded. "Well, you would wear a simple, natural outfit that's red to the club. That's the wardrobe portion. When you're with your designated guests, you'll act like your host talent, but exaggerate it. Well, I guess we can't exaggerate yours since you're supposed to be the natural host."
"That sounds simple. And Senpai and the twins will enjoy acting like themselves to the maximum," Haruhi commented. Hikari placed a proud grin on her face.
"I'm simply a genies, aren't I?" Haruhi laughed.
The next day came and the hosts Club came to pick the girls up. Ranka was still sleeping, which Hikari was slightly happy about, and they provided the breakfast, which Haruhi was thankful for. When they got to school and Hikari was heading towards her classroom, a familiar guy stood in the doorway. Once he saw Hikari, he straightened himself and smiled.
"Good morning, Hikari-san," he said, "I hope you got to school alright." Hikari took a deep breath, calming her nerves down. She wanted to raise her hand and slap him out of her way, but she instead decided to take the "mature" approach.
"Excuse me," she said in a stern, polite voice, "but I must get into my classroom." The boy laughed.
"I know, but I just wanted to chat." Hikari shot a glare at him, hoping to melt the chocolate out of his eyes.
"There's nothing to chat about with a stranger," she replied, shoving past him.
"Why are you calling me a stranger? I'm not such thing."
"Why would I not talk to someone who I know? And if I don't know them, I call them a stranger."
"But then that's unfair." The boy's smile twisted. "You and Hikaru-kun were strangers and look where you are now." Hikari drew a loud quick breath. The boy raised his brows as if amused by her reaction.
"You seem to not like it when I bring him up," he commented. Hikari couldn't answer. She felt her throat run dry and her voice evaporating by her body temperature, which was rising. "How strange for a girl who doesn't like to talk to strangers. Usually girls like to talk about their boyfriends."
"Would you shut up?" Hikari hissed. Her patience was running thin. The boy stepped back, hands in the air.
"Alright, Hikari-san, if that's what you want." He turned on his heels and headed down the hall.
"By the way," he called back, " I'm Kezuki Satoshi. Talk to you later, Niwazaki Hikari." Hikari dug her teeth into her lower lip to prevent her from screaming.
If this guy thinks that he's going to get to me, he's wrong!
"Hikari-san?" asked a gentle female voice. Hikari looked and saw Mina with a concerned look on her face. "You don't look so well. Are you alright?" Hikari rubbed her head and nodded.
"Just bumped into a jerk, that's all." Mina smiled and the two went off to class.
Later that day…
"So…That's your idea?" Tamaki asked with his fingers wrapped around his chin. Hikari nodded and looked at her fellow members. They all had some sort of confused look on their faces, even Kyouya did as well. Hikari sighed.
"Okay, let's use an example. Tamaki-senpai, what is your host type?"
"The handsome, brave, and lovely prince," Tamaki answered with a flourish.
"What's your rose color?"
"The color of the frozen rain that falls."
"What's with the metaphors, Senpai?" Haruhi asked, sulking on the couch. Tamaki twirled and posed.
"Haruhi, I must be up to date on my prince status. If I'm a prince from the last century and the ladies don't wish to see it, then why should I bother?"
"That makes no sense."
"Anyway!" Hikari interrupted, "Tamaki-senpai, you would wear a pure white prince outfit. If you think you need a crown, take it." Tamaki's eyes began to sparkle. "When your guests comes, you're not going to be Tamaki-senpai acting with his prince charm, but you're going to act exactly like a prince that the ladies wish to see." Tamaki ran his fingers through is blonde hair.
"My daughter…" he grabs her and holds her tightly, "…YOU'RE A GENIUS!!" Hikari tried to escape from the suffocating arms of Tamaki by pulling on them with all her might. Luckily for her, a separate pair of arms wrapped around her waist pulling her free.
"Tono, I won't allow you to treat my lady like that," Hikaru said, grinning his triumphant grin. Tamaki placed his fingers on his cheek.
"Your lady?" He flicked his hair. "No one will be taking my daughter unless they pass the test and show themselves worthy to be her number one." Hikari smacked her forehead and looked over at Haruhi. She too was looking displeased with the situation.
"Tamaki, can you be serious for a minute, please," Kyouya interrupted, "Your suggestion, Hikari, is very original. Original enough that it can give the Host Club a new meaning while bringing in more customers." Hikari was speechless while Kyouya gave a comforting chuckle. "I guess this is what's expected from a lyrical host." Hikari tried to smile, but the arm around her made her think about the incident that occurred earlier with Satoshi.
I won't let it get to me, she kept on repeating in her head. Her body locked close together as she tried to forget their morning conversation.
"Hikari?" Hikaru asked, loosening her body with his velvet voice, "Are you alright." Hikari nodded, placing the loose strands of hair behind her ear.
"It's nothing to worry about." Hikaru smiled.
"Were you thinking about what I might do to you tonight?" Hikari's face turned red as she stuttered her no. Hikaru laughed. "I'm only kidding." He placed on hand into his pocket and the other through her hair. "Only half kidding." He drew back his hand and followed Kaoru.
Tamaki was so impressed with Hikari's idea, he decided to start preparations immediately. He wanted Hikari and Haruhi to wait for Mina, Yumi, and Hana-chan, since they were needed as practice guests for the hosts, which was a relief to Haruhi.
"Sometimes I question why I'm still in this club," she commented as they walked through the school, "I mean, I paid off my debt, I can focus on other things, but no. I had to stay with this club."
"But aren't you glad you did?" Hikari questioned, "You met me, you met great new people, and you're Tamaki's fiancée." Haruhi zipped her hand across Hikari's mouth glaring at her.
"I told you not to mention that word at school." Hikari nodded and lowered Haruhi's hand.
"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time. As the two continued down the hall, they began to hear a new voice. It belonged to a girl, who couldn't stop talking about something that was a mystery to Hikari's ears.
"…anything? Takashi, you really need to act now before it's all over. You're so lucky to have me as your girl. Sometimes I wonder what you'd be without me." Hikari froze and hid behind a column. Haruhi followed her and asked, "So this is what you mentioned the other night." Hikari nodded.
"So you go to your club and I'll meet you afterward," the girl said. Mori-senpai smiled and headed towards the club room. Hikari felt her heart beating in fear that Mori might see them, but for some reason, he just walked right by their hiding spot and entered the third music room.
Hikari and Haruhi were silent the rest of the walk towards the entrance. So I guess Mori-senpai might have someone else he likes, Hikari thought.
"You know," Haruhi said breaking the silence, "That girl look familiar." Before Hikari could respond, she heard a voice from afar.
"Haruhi-san, Hikari-san," Hikari looked up and saw Mina waving at the entrance.
"You feel alright?" Haruhi asked. Hikari nodded and placed a smile on her face.
"Hey, Mina. Is everyone else here?"
"Not yet, but Yumi called saying that Natasha was going to pick her and Hana-cahn up. I'm just waiting until they arrive."
"Sounds like a good plan," Hikari replied. Mina smiled in return, but it soon disappeared.
"Mina, are you alright?" Haruhi asked. Mina didn't respond. She reached into her school bag and pulled out a cook book that Hikari had seen in her desk. Her fingers traced over the words lazily while Mina's face remained blank.
"I tried, but I lost," Mina finally said.
"Tried for what?" Hikari asked.
"You know, Hikari-san. We all know. We all know that I like Mori-senpai!" Hikari looked over at Haruhi and then back to Mina. "I was on my way out here and I saw him with…that other girl." Mina's blonde hair fell in front of her face. "I thought that the ground was taken out from under me, but I can't be surprised…" Hikari saw little water droplets fall onto the cook book, making her imagine what it might feel like to not have Hikaru liking her. She wrapped her arms around Mina and held her tightly.
"You don't know that for sure," she said, "Maybe you should try and tell Mori-senpai how you feel about him." Hikari felt Mina shake her head.
"I think you should, Mina-chan!" Hikari released Mina and saw Hana-chan looking up to her with her big blue eyes. "You never know unless you ask. And it's like what me and Honey-kun says, Mori-kun has been with you more than any other person we know!"
"Exactly," Natasha said, stepping out of her car. "This all might be a misunderstanding." Hikari saw an arm wrap over Mina's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Mina-chan, the host club girls will help you get your guy."
"Yumi-chan," Haruhi interrupted, "What do you mean by, 'host club girls'?" Yumi gave a smirk.
"We're going to help this young couple!" She stood in front of her audience and flicked her black hair. "We're here to bring joy to these six boys and to let them unwind from their hard work in school and at the club. And since we each are dating a host, it is now our responsibility to help those who are in need. AND MINA IS GOING TO GET WITH HER MORI-SENPAI WHETHER SHE LIKES IT OR NOT!"
"I feel sorry for Mina right about now," Haruhi whispered to Hikari, "She's sounding a lot like Tamaki-senpai." Hikari gave a weak smile in response.
"Let's just hope that things turn out as positive as Yumi hopes it to be." On this note, the girls headed towards the Host Club room. As they approached the door, Mina's legs prevented her from walking. Yumi and Hana-chan pushed her towards the door and opened it for her. Once the door opened, Hikari smelt the aroma of roses and her eyes saw different color rose petals blown against her face.
"Welcome," the host club said. Hikari blinked blankly as Tamaki approached them. He was still in his uniform, but wore a white flower on his jacket.
"Welcome, dear ladies," he said with a bow, "I hope you don't mind that we practice our behaviors around you, but we wish for them to be perfect…like you." He held Haruhi's hand and kissed it, making her cheeks turn red.
"Please enter, ladies."
Later that week…The day of the cosplay
"Mina, please don't look so upset," Hikari said, trying to cheer Mina up. Mina shook her head and continued to sulk over her food.
"I failed," she mumbled.
"You didn't fail," Hikari reassured, "Mori-senpai just doesn't talk, that's all. So your attempt to talk about other things than the usual, 'Do you like this pastry' bit shows a lot." Mina sighed, lowering her head.
"I'm going to go wash my face," she said, leaving Hikari alone at her table.
I really hope that Mina will turn out alright, Hikari thought to herself.
"Sitting alone?" Hikari turned her head and saw Satoshi making himself comfortable at her table.
"Please leave," she said, "I'm here with a friend." Satoshi laughed.
"I don't think Mina will come out for while," he said.
"You have no right to call her so casually," Hikari hissed. Satoshi smiled a crocked smile that made Hikari feel uncomfortable.
"How much do you really like Hikaru?" he asked.
"That's none of your business."
"I think it is." Hikari stood up and was about to leave, when Satoshi grabbed her wrist.
"Please let go of my wrist," she said firmly.
"Not until you listen to me, Niwazaki-san," he replied. Hikari tried to pull away, but she couldn't. "If you keep struggling," he threatened, "I'll make you regret that you ever came here." Hikari raised her hand and slapped him across the face. Her slap echoed through the cafeteria, silencing everyone.
"Don't you DARE touch me again," she said. Satoshi gave her a chilling smile.
"You will regret this." Hikari turned on her heels and left the cafeteria. Her legs walked a brisk pace throughout the school, leading her to a quiet place for her to be alone. Eventually, her feet led her to the library. Maybe Haruhi's inside, she thought. She reached for the handle, but a voice stopped her.
"You know that I'm appealing, right Hikaru?"
Hikaru? Hikari looked through the cracks of the library door and saw Hikaru with his arms wrapped around someone…a girl. She had her brown hair down with a red ribbon in her hair. What's Hikaru doing?
"I didn't think you'd be ready?" Hikaru whispered, "Usually who don't like it when I do stuff like this." The girl giggled.
"You just don't know when I'm really me."
"I guess I've gotta work on that," Hikaru said, while lowering his head down to kiss the girl.
Hikari felt her body falling into a lock down. Her legs were frozen stiff together and her eyes were glued on the couple that was making out on the library table. The moisture in her throat disappeared as water droplets fell down her face one after another. Her heart had stopped beating loudly and her blood grew thin.
"Hikari," Hikari could tell that it was Haruhi calling. She tried to move, but her body stayed locked. "Hikari, what's wrong?" Haruhi asked in a worried tone. She took her handkerchief and dabbed the tears off her face. Her touch was delicate, as if trying not break Hikari. Once she finished, she followed Hikari's glance and drew a quick breath. She moved her eyes away and looked at her immobile friend.
"Come on, Hikari," Haruhi said, placing her hands on Hikari's shoulder, "Let's get you out of here." Hikari's legs finally gave way and the two walked away from the new couple.
After school
"Hikari? Haruhi?" Tamaki asked knocking on the door, "Are you almost ready? You've both been in there for too long."
"Senpai, please give us more time," Haruhi called through the doors.
"We can't, Haruhi," Kyouya responded through the door, "We've got a schedule to keep. So hurry up." Haruhi sighed.
"Hikari, are you sure you want to do this?" Hikari nodded, her knees close to her chest. She took deep breaths, inhaling the rose and spice scent from the costume Hikaru gave her, while tears continued to make dark circles on her sleeves.
"Hikari and Haruhi," Yumi called through the door, "You better be ready if we're going to do THIS!" Hikari wiped her face and tied her hair back.
"I can do this."
The Host Club is now Open
"Hiroki-kun, you look so handsome." Hiroki placed on his charming smile and handed out a dark, velvet green rose with red stem. The girls gasped at its beauty.
"A flower that is the opposite as one normally expects to see a rose shows that something magical had encountered it. And if it is in full bloom like it is now, then that means that you young ladies have brought its beauty out," Hiroki recited. The girls blushed, one holding her cheeks and the other two holding each other's hands.
"Usually when you see a flower like this one, it means that happiness in love will be beneficial for you and your partner." The girls suddenly squealed with delight.
"Hiroki-kun, you're so romantic!" He smiled.
"I know how a lady should be properly treated," Hiroki said with a bow. When he rose, he saw Mina enter the room, he smiled.
"Excuse me, my ladies, but there is a friend of mine that wishes to share love with someone."
"Oh no, please go, Hiroki-kun," one girl pleaded.
"Yes do. Every girl deserves happiness," another replied.
"You're very kind," Hiroki commented. As he approached Mina, he heard Yumi squeal.
"Kaoru-kun, please stop being so…so…"
"…devilish?" he finished. He laid her down on the couch, placing his hands on either side of her head to support him from falling on top of her.
"This is my character. I have to be as sneaky as I can." He brought his lips near hers, but they didn't touch. She couldn't help but to see Hikaru being equally as devilish, but he never was on top of any one. He'd done that during lunch, Hiroki commented in his mind. He shook his head and bowed to Mina.
"Mina-san," He gave her the green red stemmed rose. "Please take this in hope that your love is granted." Mina gave weak smile. Hiroki could tell that she wanted to see Mori-senpai.
"Shall I have this glory of having you tonight?" Hiroki asked. Mina nodded and took his hand. Suddenly, Mina's hand was out of Hiroki's. Mori held her hand with his right, which was faced in the opposite direction as Hiroki, and grabbed her waist. Mina's face turned pink as her face was against his bare chest.
"She's my guest, Hiroki, not yours." Hiroki laughed.
"Forgive me, Mori-senpai, As wild as you are with your dark blue, ripped jeans, I just thought that-" Mori grabbed Hiroki's collar and pulled him close.
"She's mine and no one else's," he said. Hiroki smiled and winked.
"Then tell her how you feel," Hiroki whispered in Hikari's voice. Mori's eyes grew wide, but soon they closed as a smile grew on his face. Hands fell onto Hiroki's shoulders and pulled him backwards.
"Mori-senpai, I cannot forgive you for threatening one of our own," Hikaru said, holding Hiroki close. Mori ignored him and swept Mina off her feet.
"Mina-hime, may I carry to you're area?" Mina's face turned from pink to red as she nodded.
Hiroki felt his throat running dry. He struggled from Hikaru's grasp and stepped on his foot. "Don't touch me." Hikaru lifted his injured foot and started hoping around, giving Hiroki a confusing look.
"What's up with you?" Hikaru asked. Hiroki gave a smirk.
"I don't like guys like you, that's all, Hikaru. Devilish? Come on. I feel sorry for your girlfriend." Hikaru stood up straight and looked more confused than before.
The Host Club is now Closed
"See? Didn't I tell you that it was going to work?" Yumi said while Hikari and Haruhi changed back into their uniforms. Mina had a huge grin across her face.
"I'm sorry that I ever doubted him." She turned to Hikari, "And you were right, Hikari-san." Hikari stopped changing and looked at Mina. "The girl that was with Mori-senpai was a friend of his that was helping him figure out a way to…be with me." Hikari smiled.
"That's great, Mina-chan." Mina's grin grew bigger.
"He said that she confessed to him last year and since the rejection, she had been his guest. But ever since I came, he's been asking her for help."
"When did all of this happen?" Yumi asked eagerly.
"After Mori-senpai swept me off my feet," Mina answered. Yumi squealed while Hana-chan cheered while Haruhi smiled and began to pack Hikari's things.
"I'll meet you outside," Haruhi said.
"It's okay," Hikari said, "I'm ready to go." When they entered the main room, Hikaru walked up to Hikari with a thumbs-up.
"Ready to go home?" he asked. Hikari closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"She's spending the night at my house," Haruhi said with a smile. Hikaru shook his head.
"You can't Hikari. Not without us being there."
"She can spend the night at my house, Hikaru," Haruhi reassured, "She's taking Karate with Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai, so there's no worries."
"Tono, talk to her. She's you're wife, isn't she?" Hikaru asked.
"I'M NOT ANYONE'S WIFE!" Haruhi screamed.
"You're my wife Haruhi?" Tamaki asked excitedly.
"I DIDN'T SAY THAT!" Hikari took the moment to make her escape. She quickly opened and closed the door silently. Her feet moved three steps forward when someone was in her way.
"Hikari-san," Satoshi said, "Good. Just the gal I wanted to see."
"Get out of my way!" Hikari screamed.
"Oo, someone's a little feisty today."
"I'm ticked that's all." Hikari heard the door open behind her.
"Hikari, wait!" It was Hikaru. When Hikari turned her head, Satoshi grabbed her waist, brought her towards him and placed his lips harshly over hers. His tongue broke through her lips and started to fool around in her mouth. Hikari tried to fight back, but in her current position, she couldn't move nor fight back. Finally, he removed his lips and whispered, "I told you that you would regret slapping me. Now you've got no safe haven." He let her go and walked down the hallway. Hikari turned around and saw everyone staring at her.
"Hikari…why did you that?" Yumi asked.
"What are you talking about?" Hikari protested, "It was his fault, he ambushed me."
"Oh, and that kiss back there?" Kaoru said coldly.
"Oh my god he threatened me. And then he grabbed me and kissed me. I couldn't get out of his grasp. He was holding me too hard."
"Hiri-chan, You've been taking karate to help fight against that," Honey pointed out. Hikari began to panic. Why are they going against me?
"You don't believe me?" Nobody moved.
"I guess I should have known," Hikaru said, "See, this is why I don't do this relationship thing." Hikari felt her heart freezing. "I thought that I could do this, but I can't. I know you don't like it, but…"
"But what, Hikaru?" Hikari asked. Hikaru scratched his head and placed his hands in his pocket.
"…you're just like a Niwazaki."
Hikari felt his words pierce her heart. She couldn't look away from his eyes. Those golden eyes that were ones full of passion, now filled with betrayal. Her breathing shortened as she felt the ground disappearing under her. She felt that her head was heavy as she just let it hang. Again, her body went numb. Tears ran down her face, dripping onto the marble floor.
"You've got no safe haven." Satoshi's words repeated through her mind. Like I ever had one, she thought to herself. With what little strength that she had, Hikari got up on her feet, back straight, and tears continuing to fall.
"You know Hikaru," Hikari began, "I saw you making out with some other girl in the library today. Do you know how that felt for me?" Hikaru rolled his eyes.
"That was a mistake, Hikari,"
"DON'T SAY MY NAME!" Hikaru stepped back. "When I saw you lip-locking with another girl, I felt betrayed too. I felt like a replacement; an experiment; a guinea pig. And then you act like everything's fine?" Hikaru tried to speak but Hikari silenced him by raising her hand. "I've lost my family, I'm told that I'm a part of this family and that we're going to work together. Well, sorry, I don't want to be a part of it if I'm being kicked out for being framed by a guy WHO THREATENED ME and has been stalking me since we've been preparing for the Christmas celebration. He came up to me at lunch when Mina left and I tried to leave, but I slapped him. When I did, he said that I'd regret it. Thank you Host Club. I've now got nowhere to go. And you say I'm like the Niwazaki's? Think again! If you believe that stunt that that asshole pulled, then you never knew me." Hikari picked up her things and ran towards the exit.
When she reached the driveway of her school, she noticed a car that she hadn't seen in a while. Two figures stepped out and held it open.
"Hikari-san. You're in big trouble."
"Do you know how much damage this has caused us? We look like idiots."
"Yes sir. Yes ma'am," Hikari said as she entered the car.
Meanwhile
Natasha finished her coffee to the last drop. "Oh where are you, Hikari," she chanted quietly. Her phone suddenly rang as a smile grew on her face.
"Kyouya? What a pleasure…WHAT?"
"Hikari was attacked at school. I knew it was going to happen here, but I didn't act fast enough," Kyouya said, "Natasha, where is she now?" Before Natasha could answer, she noticed a car with Hikari in it. A chill ran down her spin as she gasped.
"Kyouya…It's happening. She's with the Niwazaki's. Kyouya what happened?"
"Hikari was being stalked by this guy, Kezuki Satoshi, and I think he was associated with the Niwazaki's. Anyway, he basically ruined Hikari's relationship with the club…and with Hikaru." Natasha placed her hand over her mouth.
"According to Haruhi, Hikari was stunned to see Hikaru with another girl. What she didn't realize which is ironic for a girl like her, was that the girl Hikaru was with was a person that looked and sounded just like her."
"So you're saying that-"
"Satoshi set her up. And when she was leaving, when we all were going to clarify this, Satoshi kissed her."
"But if Hikaru explained himself, then maybe-"
"He called her a Niwazaki…I don't think he has much of a chance now." Natasha fell silent.
"Christmas eve is around the corner…we need to figure something out…Kyouya…" Natasha's voice tightened. "I don't want her to leave! She was so happy with you guys."
"I know. I'll see what I can do."