Another week passed with no Hanataro in sight, then Jack had suddenly decided to not show up to school that week, to stay with Hana-chan, so the teacher made Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi take the homework to them. Then apparently the rest of the Host Club decided to go along with the trio, they all agreed that even if Hanataro was gay, he was still a friend and needed to be helped as such.
They soon arrived to the humongous mansion that served as both Hanataro's and Jack's home, Haruhi could only gape in awe at its size, the others were completely calm of course, and they basically all lived in houses like that. They came just in time to see someone on a blue motorcycle speed past them, and they quickly followed it after seeing a long tail of flaming red hair from underneath the motorcyclist's helmet.
The hosts stopped in front of a small club looking building in between a hair salon and a book store. They saw the motorcycle go through a small alleyway between the bookstore and the club. Then Hanataro emerged from the alleyway and entered the club, they noticed that he had a duffel bag with him, but didn't pay it much mind.
"We must see what this place is about." Tamaki said after a long period of silence.
"Yosh." the twins said in agreement, and everyone else nodded their heads.
They quickly snuck into the club to see some guys hanging around tables and talking and laughing, there was a few girls, everyone in the room was extremely handsome, even the girls.
"Hello there, is there someone you would like to request?"
The hosts stared at her, not seeming to understand what she said.
"Oh, it's alright I completely understand if this is your first time to a place like this, I mean, actual professional Host Clubs like this aren't all that common."
"But we-" Tamaki started, but Kyoya interrupted him,
"Actually, we are looking for a friend of ours, he came into here not that long ago, we were wondering if you had seen him."
"Well, I might and I might have not, what would his name be?" she had to look up so she could see Kyoya eye to eye.
"Hanataro."
The girl grew silent for a minute, "Please come into my office for a second." and she walked to a nearby door and left it open for them to follow.
They entered a smallish room with a desk, a computer on it, three chairs in front of the desk, a bookshelf, and pictures of flowers on the dark blue walls, there was also another door behind the desk, but it was easily ignored.
"Mama, what is it you called me for?"
"Ah, good you're here Yuta-chan, can you go get Kara-chan for me right now, thanks."
The plain looking boy that had appeared soon left afterwards to go find Kara-chan.
"Now how do you all know Hana-chan?"
"He's a friend of ours from school." Haruhi answered, sitting down in one of the chairs, "How do you know him...um?"
"Oh, just call me Mama, that's what everyone calls me anyway."
"Hai, I'm Haruhi Fujioka, these are my friends, Tamaki-senpai, Kyoya-senpai, Mori-senpai, Hunny-senpai, Hikaru, and Kaoru."
Mama merely nodded her head, "I know Hana-chan through his mother."
"Are you a friend of hers?"
"Hardly, Emi-chan and I used to be lovers, and to this day I hate that Yamato bastard for stealing my precious Emi from me and hope he dies a painful and excruciating death, the only good thing he's done is help to create Hana-chan, otherwise 'Death to the bastard.'"
Probably the most frightening part of what Mama said was her smile at the end, how it could look so happy while saying such a thing, was not known to the hosts.
"Mama, what is it you want so much you sent Yuta-chan to get me?"
The new voice belonged to a gorgeous red headed girl, whose wavy hair was partly tied up with some bangs in the front, with violet eyes, although she seemed familiar from somewhere, the hosts could not place where from.
"Yes, these people are here to see you Kara."
Kara merely stared at the hosts for a few seconds before turning to Mama,
"I don't know them; sure they're not here for someone else?"
"They asked for you."
"I've never seen them before in my life, how much sake did you drink before coming to work?"
"Only the usual ten glasses."
"Well that explains a lot."
"Haaaaanaaaaaaa-chaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnn!" and with the familiar voice Jack came flying out of the door and rushed into "Kara's" arms and began to cry about a scary person next door. Hana-chan began to blush as red as his hair and quickly handed Jack over to Mama.
"I'll be back in a minute, and don't tell them any more weird lies, uncle."
Hanataro was able to quickly dodge a picture frame that was thrown at him and was gone in barely a second.
"Are you actually Hana-chan's uncle?" Haruhi asked, she was honestly curious, since she only knew bits and pieces about her friend.
"Yes, I'm Emi-chan's older brother, although I do still mean what I said earlier, about me hating that Yamato bastard, trying to steal my precious Emi from her loving older brother, it is truly the most terrible crime one can commit."
"Not when the sister hates the brother with every being of her life." Hanataro was now leaning against the door frame and dressed in a grey sweater and dark blue baggy pants.
"That's not true, Emi loves me like the dear brother I am."
"Right, anyway, give me Jack before you do anything to her you pedophile."
"How dare you call your beloved uncle such a thing!"
The words were wasted though, because Hana-chan had already taken Jack through the door behind the desk and closed it.
"That nephew of mine, so much like Emi."
"What exactly is this place?" Haruhi asked Mama,
"Well like I said earlier, this is a Host Club, for men of course, so that those handsome men like me and Hana-chan might have a chance to show their true beauty in both genders, oh and since you're all Hana-chan and Jack-chan's friends you can also call me Walker, that's my real name, but I like being called Mama more, so you can still call me that too."
"So Hana-chan comes here often?"
"Yes, but usually only when he's upset, he likes to be someone else when he's here, so that's why he has both Kara-chan and Taro-kun, both get so many requests. And Jack-chan helps me so much, I mean without her, my hair salon would have gone down the drain so long ago."
Before the conversation could be continued a crashing sound was heard behind the door Hanataro and Jack had exited through. They all went through the door to see a woman with long, black hair and a man with light red hair staring angrily at Hanataro, who looked calm, but still a bit irritated. They could see that the man must have thrown a plate or something at Hanataro because there was broken glass around him. Jack stood off to the side, staring at the woman in terror, she was dressed in an all black outfit and stood behind the man who seemed to be her boyfriend or something, he wore more casual clothing.
"What the fuck do you mean that little brat won't do my girl's hair?!" the man shouted with fury,
"I'm sorry, but I must ask you to leave, your girlfriend is frightening my friend." Hanataro calmly answered and then crouched down to pick up the broken bits of glass on the floor.
The man was now completely enraged, he balled his hand into a fist and ran towards Hanataro to make his punch more powerful. The fist was directed right towards Hanataro's head, no one thought he would have enough time to turn around and dodge the fist, most of the spectators closed their eyes for what they believed would be a very gruesome scene and prepared to hear a sickening crack.
"Ahhhh, you little fuck!"
The spectators opened their eyes to see the man holding his now scratched and bleeding fist and a now standing Hantaro who had a slightly bleeding hand as well, they noticed that both hands seemed to be sparkling with glass.
"I'll ask nicely once more, but if you don't leave, I will use a much more violent method to make you, so I suggest you leave now before you really piss me off." Hanataro's eyes were now a menacing shade of violet and the air around him seemed to have thickened.
The man looked honestly frightened as he stared into a pair of eyes that held such intense rage, he immeadiately backed up and dragged the woman out of the store quickly.
Hanataro turned to look over at Jack, who was now sitting in a little ball staring at the white ground, she seemed almost as if though she was crying.
"Hana-chan, it was really dark." she said in a soft voice that he could barely hear.
"Don't worry, it's gone now." he hugged her as he said this, it was rather a shock to the host members who had never seen Hana-chan do anything so close as to even shaking hands with a person, and now he was hugging Jack as if though it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Hana-chan, let's get your hand wrapped up, it could get infected soon, and if it does, than Emi-chan will hate her dear older brother even more."
"So in the end you are a selfish bastard aren't you?"
"Unfortunately, the first aid kit's in my second story office."
"That's a stupid place to keep it."
"Either there or in the bathroom, or maybe the kitchen, I forget."
"Stupid asshole."
Then Hana-chan went out of the salon and exited towards the office with Jack gripping at his sweater, refusing to let go it seemed.
Later after getting Hanataro's hand patched up, cleaning the salon, and putting Jack into a bed in Walker's apartment, which was above his salon and club, the Ouran Host Club bombarded him with questions, that made him more annoyed than he already was, what with his uncle's cries over how Emi-chan would now hate him.
"Yes, Jack is afraid of the dark, because when I first met her at Yaledem's, she had already been in a coma for the past two years."
"How did that happen?!" Tamaki exclaimed in shock and horror.
"She fell out of a third story window and landed on her head, since she woke up she has always had a severe fear of the color black and any form of darkness, plus she has no memories of her life from before she awoke."
"How does a person fall out of a third story window in the first place?" the twins questioned.
"She was five and fell out the window."
"How do you know this if even Jack doesn't?" Haruhi asked him.
"Ah, well, a relation of Jack's who would always come to see her told me about it, plus I actually knew Jack from before she fell out the window."
"Really, how?" Hunny asked, his eyes wide and curious to know more information of his peculiar friend.
"At that time, there was an idea that there might be an arranged marriage between Jack's sister and me, but after seeing that we clearly did not like each other, the paln was cancelled."
"Is Jack the older sister or younger?" Hikaru asked,
"Jack's younger by two minutes, she and her sister are twins, but Jack takes after their grandmother and her sister looks like their mother, a rather caring person that girl was if memory serves, she threatened to call her bodygaurd to beat me up if I even thought about trying to take Jack away from her, but I didn't like either of them, especially after her sister punched me in the face."
"Jack's sister sounds violent." Haruhi commented,
"She definetly was, enough chatter, I'm going to go get Jack and then I'm leaving, I'll see you guys in a few days or so." he quickly rose from his place leaning against the wall and was soon enough gone. Leaving the Ouran Host members to say goodbye to Walker, who invited them to come over whenever they felt like it. The host members felt satisfied to have learned something about Jack, although they were still in the dark about so many other things.
Female bar owners are called "Mama" in Japan; Walker obviously owns a gay bar.