A/N I realize that the first chapter was awfully short, so I'll make up for it now!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything… except Kyoko… she's mine XD
Let's go!
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It was about a week before the host club heard from Kyoko again. Haruhi really wanted to give her book back, in case she missed it. But nobody, not even Kyouya knew what class she was in. It was as if she had disappeared… just an imaginary person who gave a book to Haruhi.
Tamaki was making sure everyone was dressed when she walked in the door, wearing the uniform. Her long hair was tied back, revealing her pretty blue eyes, which were covered by glasses today. "Hello everyone. I'm sorry it's been so long! I'm afraid I was quite shy about coming back… there were so many people… I was somewhat frightened…" She blushed, hiding behind a pillar. After a minute, she came back out, and resumed talking, "I'm not sure if you know about this, but I have social anxiety… people usually think I'm shy but I'm actually quite scared…"
After that, she insisted on staying for a while, having only idle chit-chat. Haruhi had almost forgotten about the book, and only remembered afterwards. Kyoko was walking down the hallway, now bathed with the orange setting sun, which gave her hair a redder look. She must have pulled it out of her ponytail after she left.
Haruhi ran down the hallway after her, she must have walked fast. It took a while to catch up with her. "Yoshizuki-san!" She called out, and grabbed her shoulder. Kyoko snapped to attention and smacked her hand off, turning around. Haruhi thought it was a rude move.
"I'm sorry, Fujioka-kun. You startled me… Is there something you need?" Haruhi caught her breath and said, "Yes," She held out the book, "I thought you might want this back."
"Why thank you, Fujioka-kun." Haruhi figured this would be a good time to find out what grade and class she was in. "Yoshizuki-san, sow old are you?"
Okay… so that wasn't exactly what she wanted to ask… (Sweat drop)
"Me? I'm almost 17. Two months until my birthday. I'm in Tamaki-san and Kyouya-san's class."
Class 2-A
That was all she wanted.
"Fujioka-kun, if you wouldn't mind, I need to get home for my instrumental lessons."
Wait… Kyouya said he didn't know what class she was in… but she said that she was in Kyouya's class…
"Yoshizuki-senpai, have you started school yet?"
"No, not yet. On Monday."
That made sense. It's Thursday.
"Fujioka-kun, I really must get home now…" She said, turning around. Haruhi blinked, realizing they had been there about 10 minutes. "Oh! Yeah, I have to get home to cook dinner before Otou-san gets home." Kyoko smiled, "would you like a ride home? I'm sure catching a train at this time is difficult… it's right between stops, isn't it?"
"Yeah… I'd appreciate a ride. Thanks."
"It's no problem at all. It shouldn't be very long."
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The ride to Haruhi's home wasn't long, and Kyoko smiled and waved as Haruhi went into her home. Kyoko held her just returned Peter Pan book. She never asked Haruhi if she liked it, did she? She could always ask on Monday.
When Ranka returned home, Haruhi told him about Kyoko and all of her back story. After they had dinner, Ranka got a call, most likely from Kyouya, on the phone. Haruhi wondered what it could have been about, but when Ranka called to her and said Kyouya wanted to speak with her, she got worried. Needless to say, she spoke to him anyway.
"Kyouya-senpai? What is it?"
"I saw you get into Yoshizuki-chan's car. I wanted to ask why."
Was that… Jealousy in his voice?
No, Kyouya was stoic, she must have imagined it.
"After I returned her book, she offered to give me a ride home, and I accepted."
"Ah. Well, did she say anything?"
"No," Why did he want to know? "Nothing besides what she said at the club today."
"I see. Thank you, goodbye."
"Bye."
She put the phone back on the receiver, curious. Why would the shadow king call about… well… that? It was nothing to waste time with.
So…
Why?
She'd ask later.
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Kyoko sat in her room, holding her book, and looking out of the window. "Kyoko-chan? May I come in?" It was Rin, Kyoko's favorite maid and best friend. "Yes, Rin-chan. It's unlocked." Rin pushed open the door, and her pretty face popped in. She had light, long, wavy blonde hair and the bluest eyes ever. They looked like the cleanest body of water ever; almost as if god himself had poured clean, clear water into her eyes. "Shall I bring you up a snack before you sleep or are you coming to the kitchen?"
Kyoko smiled, "I shall go to the kitchen with you." So with that she smoothed out her nightgown and stood up. Her nightgown was white with flow-y long sleeves. When she left her hair down she looked gorgeous, like a medieval princess. And tonight was one of those nights. Rin always was envious about that, but she knew that Kyoko was envious of her eyes. Besides that, they were like sisters. Rin was older, though, she was 19.
"Miss Kyoko, are you planning to go to that festival for your school next week?"
"Hm? Oh, that? I might, if I get enough friends."
"What about that club of boys? I'm sure they would want you there."
"I've seen them twice, Rin- neechan. I'm not even sure if they like me--"
Rin sighed, there goes her social anxiety. "What if I go with you? Will you go then?" Kyoko smiled, "Ah! That would be wonderful! But it's a formal occasion, and I'm sure my things won't fit you…" Rin forgot about that. What was a maid to do about that? She couldn't just expect to find a pretty dress lying in the street one day—
"We'll go shopping!" Kyoko said, putting a finger to her lips, "As a thank you present! You work harder than all the other staff, so I'm certain mother and father wouldn't mind!" Rin gasped in joy, "Are you truly certain?"
"Of course I am!"
"My, Kyoko-chan that is wonderful!"
"We shall go shopping on… Wednesday! The festival is on Friday! That will be good, right? I need a new dress, as well. Mine are getting too short!"
All she had to do was wear her nightgown and the boys would be following her around like love-struck puppies…
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WEDNESDAY, club time
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"Tamaki-senpai," Haruhi said, looking at the blonde boy, "Is Yoshizuki-san doing alright? I mean, with her anxiety thing. Is she okay with all the people in your class?"
"I think she is doing fine; I don't pay much attention to her. Why? HARUHI! Are you trying to find a new mother?! KA-SAN! OUR DAUGHTER WANTS A NEW MOTHER! Haruhi, you are grounded!"
"WHAT?!" Haruhi yelled, "I didn't say that--"
"No! I won't divorce Kyouya! She can be your older sister! That's good! We can tell her the next time we see her--"
The door began opening, and Tamaki ran to it. He grabbed the person by their shoulders, expecting it to be Kyoko. It wasn't. "Kyoko-san! Will you be my oldest daughter-- who are you?"
It was a girl with long, light, wavy blonde hair and eyes almost the same shade as Tamaki's own. Kyoko stood next to the girl in horror, staring at Tamaki. "Tamaki-san! W-what are you doing to Rin-chan?!"
They stared at each other, In shock. It almost felt as though they were looking at each other in some carnival booth or something. Haruhi could picture it in her mind, 'See yourself as the opposite gender!' It was strange, how alike they looked almost related.
Tamaki gasped, remembering something his mother said when he just a child.
"Tama-chan, don't tell your father, but you have an older sister. I sent her to your grandmother as a baby, but I'm not sure what has become of her…"
Her mother began crying right after she confessed that to him. Tamaki was only about 3 years old at that time, which is why he probably never thought of it. This girl looked so much like him…
Could it be her?
She was sent away as a baby, so she probably wouldn't remember anything… It couldn't hurt to ask, "Are you my sister?"
Rin gasped and pushed him off her. "That's absurd! I was adopted!" Kyoko gasped and covered her mouth. Her mother told her Rin was adopted, her father was a rich business man, and her mother lived in France with her brother… but was Tamaki French? If he was, Kyoko had the kind of connections to make contact with their mother…
But the question still remained:
Were they related?
Find out in the next chapter of Second to the Right!!
