Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, do not sue me for I am already broke and unfortunately make no profit out of this. P.s I don't have the brains to be the maker of Ouran

Claimer: I own the Matsumoto twins and Megumi Kotatsu

Kyoya made Aki lay down and had Hani hold onto her feet while Mori had to hold Aki's hands on her forehead to keep the blood off of her face. Kyoya gently pressed certain spots on her ribs. "F---ish!" Aki yelped holding out the "F" sound trying not to cuss. "That hurts! Stop tickling me!" As she squealed Hani struggled to keep her feet in place and Mori noticed she was shaking violently. Kyoya kept on going. "That hurts more! Yeee!" She was laughing as she yelled at Kyoya for hurting her ribs more. Tears filled her eyes and Mori could not tell if they were from her laughing so hard or from the pain.

"Stop tensing up!" Kyoya demanded.

"Let me breath!" Aki growled through clenched teeth. All three let go of her and she sat up. She took off the light purple jacket, then the die, then the white shirt. Finally she was left in an undershirt that she lifted up so it only covered her chest to reveal bindings underneath that she quickly untied.

Behind her Mori could see scars from stitches on her back, most of them were as healed as they could be. Hani who could see her stomach spoke up instead. "What are all these scars from?" He wondered as he pointed at her stomach.

Aki squealed and slapped his hand away, grabbing her stomach she fell over and hit her head on the wall. "Ouchie!" She squealed.

Hani pointed at her stomach again and she hopped back with laughter. "Stop it! That tickles! You're making my side hurt more!" She whined.

"How does that tickle? I'm not even touching you." Hani said as he closed in on her making the girl hop back even more, still screaming with laughter. Then she hopped into Mori's lap by accident and completely stopped. Hani did too.

"Sorry!" Aki squeaked then snaked around Mori's side and hid behind him for cover.

"The least it could be is a fracture in your ribs." Kyoya finally said which made Hani stop chasing Aki around Mori. "I don't know about your forehead though.," He paused. "Especially considering what has happened before."

"What happened before?" Hani wondered innocently.

Aki turned away. "I'll call my dad and let him know, but there's not much that can be done for my broken or fractured ribs." She said and tied up her stomach again. She pulled her undershirt down to cover her upper body, then buttoned the white shirt, and put her tie on followed by the light purple jacket. Afterward, she used the wall to help her stand. "So, how can I pay you back, Kyoya-san?" She asked.

"I refuse to take your money." Kyoya uttered.

"I'm not going to be in debt to you." Aki smirked and tugged on his shoulder so he could lean over and hear her whisper something in his ear. Kyoya pushed up his glasses as he stood straight and looked down at her. "Really?" He questioned. Aki nodded. "Let me know when you have everything ready."

"A deal is a deal! I'll have it done by the end of the week at the latest!" Aki informed him with a smile before informing her father on the situation.

"Who is Emi anyway?" Hani asked Kyoya quietly.

Kyoya looked from Aki to Hani. "The Matsumoto Aki her at Ouran is the Matsumoto Aki you hear about in almost every design company. She runs her own business with her father." He informed.

Hani gasped as his eyes widened, "That means she was the on in the news! I think it's really weird how Emi and her twin died then a few weeks later the older twins, Tsuki and Hoshi died..."

Kyoya nodded. "That girl, Hana who brought it up, you know it was her older brother her killed Emi."

"Aki is so strong about it! I don't get how she doesn't cry!" Hani said in amazement.

"I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOU STOPPED TALKING ABOUT ME!" Aki growled then continued to speak on the phone. "Okay, that hurts!" She yelped to herself. The person speaking with her on the phone asked her something. "It's nothing, Otau-san! Dont worry about me! I'll be fine!" She said nervously waving her hand in front of her as she sweat-dropped. "No, no, no! Everything is fine with me! I assure you! You don't need to worry about it! No!... Ototo-san didn't hurt me." She said without any hesitation as if it were true. Once she hung up the phone Aki walked back over to the group, still holding the towel to her forehead.

"Why didn't you say he hurt you?" Hani wondered.

Aki shrugged. "It's been worse."

"You need stitches." Kyoya informed.

The green haired girl sulked. "Leave it to Kyoya-san to rain on my parade."

"Is that how you got all the stitches on your stomach?" Hani asked, continuing his interrogation on Aki. The girl nodded. "Why does he do that?"

"I told him to, I don't want anyone to get hurt." Aki mumbled shyly as she looked at her shoes.

"How come you don't cry?" Hani wondered.

"It's shameful; I won't throw away my pride. Besides, I'm stronger than that." Aki answered taking the defensive. A man was walking to them through the hallway as Aki looked over she knnew she recognized him. "Ai!" She said happily.

He smiled and patted her head which Aki was still holding a towel to. "Hi, Aki-san, do you need me to get Kano?" Ai offered.

Aki nodded. "I'd appreciate that... I need to get stitches too... Could you not tell my dad?" She begged.

Ai smiled and nodded. "My brother will find out using his imagination, not that it would be all that correct." He said. "So, who are those two? I know Ootori-san from his father.

"Hanizuka, Mitsukuni and Morinozuka, Takashi, we're all in the Host Club together." Aki smiled in pride as she gave Ai a moment to take it all in. "This is my uncle, Ai!" She grinned.

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