Chapter 7

(Let's finish school shall we)

-After class-

Kyoya and Tamaki confronted me.

"Seriously if this is about the Host Club crap, then in advance, the answer is no." I stated.

"Thank you." Kyoya also stated.

"What? For what? Saying no? Then you're welcome."

"No it's not for that. Thank you for returning my notebook." Kyoya thanked.

"OH for that? You're welcome. Just so you know I didn't return it to be nice, it was to have you stop glaring at me." Kyoya chuckled a little.

"It was you, oh you are nice!" Tamaki starting move his arms to give me a hug. I put my hand on his face.

"I don't think so." I smiled slyly as I turned and left my two classmates. Sadly, I was stopped by the tall third year. Kyoya and Tamaki walked by him with ease but, he would not let me pass. "Excuse me."

"I'm sorry, Miss Mizuki Fumija." Mori grunted.

"You're really mean Takashi Morinozuka." I pouted.

"Takashi there you are! Is this Tama-chan's princess?" Honey came in and stood next to Mori.

"Yes, Tamaki wants her to come to the Host Club today."

"Oh, that's all you want, well I'm not going." I was contemplating on kicking one of them to make my way through. "If leaving you guys' means having to jump out the window then I will." I threatened going closer to the opened window.

"That won't be necessary," Mori told me and stepped aside from the door. "You may go."

"Thank you." I walked by Mori and began to walk home.

"Mori-sempai, you weren't supposed to let her go!" I heard Tamaki shout, a smile spread across my face. Poor you, Suou, your tallest Host even let me go. You must try new tactics. But no need to worry, I'm going to the Host Club in the morning, just when you're not there. I then thought about what I had just thought, should I frown about going to the Host Club? It wasn't really going to the Host Club. I just shrugged and walked out the gates of Ouran Academy.

-At home-

I was beginning to make dinner when the phone began to ring. The water wasn't boiling yet so I went to pick it up. "Hello?" I greeted the person on the other line.

"Hello, is this the home of Mizuki Fumija?" I heard Tamaki reply on the other line.

"Uh, no sir, I'm sorry, you have the wrong place." I disguised my voice slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry for disturbing you miss." Tamaki hung up the phone, embarrassed.

"This is going to be interesting." I imagined, taking the phone over by the stove so I could watch the water.

5 minutes later…

The phone rang for the second time. I picked it up and decided to disguise my voice again. "Hello?"

"Hello, this is Tamaki Suou is this the home of Mizuki Fumija?" Tamaki asked.

"I'm sorry sir, Mizuki isn't home at the moment, she went shopping, she should be home in 5 minutes, and you could call back then." I told Tamaki.

"Thank you," Tamaki hung up. 5 minutes later when the water was beginning to boil. I put the noodles in and began to hear the phone ring.

"Hello Tamaki," I answered.

"How did-" Tamaki was about to ask.

"That doesn't matter, what do you want?" I questioned, with an annoyed attitude.

"Well tomorrow the Host Club is having a party and I –well all of us- want you to come." Tamaki told me.

"Um… tomorrow? Dang you're just going to miss me. I'm busy after school tomorrow, so I'm not going to be able to go." I lied, I had nothing to do.

"Oh really? What about if you come in two days? I'll give you a kiss."

"I'd rather die than kiss you." I claimed.

"Please don't die."

"I wasn't being serious! Jeez you really are an idiot Suou!" I was about to slam the phone down when I finished yelling, "AND DON'T CALL ME AGAIN! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THE HOST CLUB AND MOSTLY I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!" I slammed the phone down and finished making my dinner.