Sorry that this took so long!
Disclaimer- I don't own Ouran! And I don't hate Kuma-Chan!
Chapter 6 – The Game
"Good luck, Miyoko!" whispered Kita as we opened the door of Music Room 3 with a knowing glint in her eye.
"Yes, hope you can bond!" Fuiju added, giggling.
I knew this wasn't good. Had my 'I want to be like Tamaki' lie gotten around to the entire school? How did they even still believe it? It was the most stupid thing that I'd ever come up with. That was really something, considering all that I'd done over the past week.
Today, the Host Club was cosplaying in what looked like the dress of an old British King and noblemen. Why were they always dressing up in the most random of costumes? "Welcome!" they chanted as once again the pink flowers twirled around the door knob which I'd just opened.
"Hello again, my dear!" Tamaki gushed as usual, "You are truly my princess today! How I long to take only your hand and lead you away to a beautiful place where we could be alone together! Oh, it brings tears of joy to my eyes just thinking about it!"
I was mildly shocked that his eyes actually filled with tears as he said this. But I can't say that I was surprised. He really was always over the top.
"Oh, Tamaki!" I sighed in a sickly sweet tone, "You're a king today! But… doesn't that mean that we will never be allowed to be together?"
I blinked my eyes in a frenzy to try and make them tear. Either I was dehydrated, or somehow Tamaki was a better actor than me…
"Oh, my adorable princess!" he replied, tilting my head back as he always did, "Don't worry at all… even if I had to desert my kingdom, I will always be with you. Even if – "
"Alone time is up." Nerd-boy said, cutting Tamaki off.
"Aww!" I exclaimed, secretly relieved.
"Kyoya!" Tamaki scolded, "I was in the middle of that – "
"Next please!" he replied, ignoring Tamaki and motioning to the next insane customer, at last setting me free.
After pretending to act disappointed, I ran off and pretended to be extremely interested in the grand piano (who knew that they even had a piano in here?). When I was sure that none of the Hosts or their customers was watching, I climbed into the nearest closet in a corner of the room.
I nearly jumped straight back out into the open. Sitting on the shelf and staring at me was the dark silhouette of what I thought at first sight to be some kind of evil monster. After narrowly resisting the urge to scream by biting my lip hard, I realized on a close inspection that it was some kind of brown teddy bear. Did it belong to one of the hosts? Why on Earth was it there?
I waited, crouching in the closet for a very long time. Perhaps if I waited I could eavesdrop and find out two things – firstly, more secrets to tell Naoko and secondly, a way to tell those twins apart so that whoever-it-was would be quiet about it. After what seemed like an hour, I heard the customers leave. I was pretty sure that only the hosts remained in the room now.
My ear was getting splinters from leaning so close. I could just make out the sounds of someone talking.
"Kyoya!" the voice complained, "I cannot allow the influence of those two twins on my daughter any longer! Haruhi! Come and give daddy a hug!"
What the? I thought. Did I mishear or something? How was any of those guys old enough to be Haruhi's dad? Wasn't he meant to be a guy anyway?
Well, I had never believed that. He didn't even look like a man. I always knew that there was something wrong with those fangirls.
"No." someone who I assumed was Haruhi rejected flatly.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of something? Daddy will give you his teddy bear to hug! That'll make you feel better, right?"
"No." Haruhi repeated, but I could already hear the footsteps edging closer amend closer towards me.
Instinctively, I ricocheted off the door and squashed myself even more into the dark corners of the cupboard. Whoever owned that scary teddy bear was obviously totally different in reality to the way that they acted around the fangirls. They were getting ripped off! I would have to tell Naoko immediately.
"Here you go, Haruhi!" the voice said cheerfully, opening the cupboard and reaching inside.
I found myself face to face with Tamaki. What was he doing opening the door? It was when I realized that the freaky brown bear which was intent on staring at me endlessly must have belonged to him. So he was the one who thought that he was Haruhi's father? And, just as I'd always suspected, Haruhi was defiantly a girl? What had I gotten myself into?
Tamaki just stared at me, dumb folded. He had obviously not expected one of the girls who he had 'entertained' just an hour ago to now be hiding in the Music Room's closet alongside his weird teddy bear. "Tamaki?" asked Haruhi from behind him. "What is it?"
"Has Kuma-Chan been kidnapped?" asked Honey fearfully. "Will they go after Usa-Chan, too?"
"No…" Tamaki replied, sounding very shocked.
Soon he was pushed to the side and the identical faces of the twins peered down at me. "Tono," they said in unison, "Why is one of your customers in the closet?"
"How am I supposed to know?" Tamaki said crossly.
"But…" Haruhi said thoughtfully, "Did she hear you saying about me? I mean my secret?"
"Errr…." Tamaki mumbled, turning towards me and looking very afraid.
"I thought that you were a girl anyway." I assured, trying to be helpful.
"Kyoya?" asked Tamaki, "What do we do?"
Kyoya stepped over and faced me with a slightly evil look in his eyes. I suddenly became very scared for the first time since I'd been discovered.
"We can't force you to keep Haruhi's secret." He said slightly menacingly, "But please bear in mind that my family has its own private police force and we can track you down if you tell or try to leave the country."
"Err, okay…" I stammered nervously, my hands suddenly becoming very cold.
"But aside from that, feel free to tell." He said cheerfully, losing the evil mastermind look and giving me a wide smile.
So basically, I can't tell, I thought.
"How come you were in our closet anyway?" asked one of the twins suspiciously.
"Umm…." I mumbled, thinking fast, "I was just, um searching for a way to um, get to know you all better, and I um, got lost."
I noted that his hair parting was on the right side as he replied, "How can you get lost in a closet?"
He was onto me. But I couldn't remember which one Kita had said he was. "You know me," I laughed nervously, "I'm just really stupid."
"Hmm…" he hummed thoughtfully, looking sideways at his brother.
After making sure that none of the other hosts were watching, he leaned into my ear. "Have you guessed who I am yet?" he whispered.