Chapter 8

-Morning at school-

I was in front of Music Room and didn't know what to expect at this time because it wouldn't be covered in roses and crazed fan girls. I quietly opened the door and stepped inside the room. The room was dark and all the shades of purple and pink weren't as bright as they would normally be. I quickly scanned the room to find Tamaki's brown bear,Beary(Kuma-chan in Japanese). It ended up being on the table in the middle of the room.

Well that wasn't hard. Thanks Tamaki. I thought to myself as I grabbed the bear and placed him into my bag.

I walked out of the music room and was glad my mission was accomplished.

I sat in the library and waited for the bell to ring and saw Haruhi sitting in a chair a table away from mine.

"Hey Mizuki-sempai." She waved to me and smiled.

"Oh, hey Haruhi, how are you?"

"Not too good, I got a call from Tamaki-sempai right before I came here and he was screaming about someone took his bear or something. I couldn't really understand him he was yelling too loud." Haruhi told me.

"Oh, well, that's Tamaki for you."

"Yeah," Haruhi responded just before the bell rang.

"Well, gotta go to class, bye Haruhi." I grabbed my bag and walked out of the library.

-In class-

Tamaki's face was completely priceless when he walked into the classroom. He didn't even talk to his 'princesses' he just sat in his desk, sulking. The princesses immediately tried to cheer their king up but it he wasn't paying attention to them.

I looked at my bag and had a strange feeling that Tamaki's bear was glaring at me. Strangely, I was getting a little uncomfortable.

I just sat in my seat bored, since I didn't have a book to read. I almost considered talking to Tamaki but I feared that I might tell him I had Beary and the conversation would probably just end up with him trying to get me to come to the Host Club.

"I would like to inform you ladies that Tamaki is sulking because sometime between after we left school and before we came to school today someone went into the Host Club and stole something very important to your prince. He may be like this until it is returned or he forgets about it." Kyoya explained and looked at Tamaki, whispered something inaudible to everyone. Tamaki turned to look at me, his expression like a robot.

"Is your mom interested in what our school does?" Tamaki asked.

"What? No she doesn't give a thought about what I do here," I told him.

"Kyoya told me she does. She even called me herself and wanted o know about "this Host Club my daughter keeps complaining about." I told her of course and she didn't understand why you didn't want to go and get admired by boys." Tamaki explained.

"I don't want to be admired by boys because I got enough of it in middle school." I commented. "Every day I would get letters in my locker from admirers that were too afraid to confess their love to my face. At Ouran the only annoyance I get is you and the Host Club." Tamaki turned white, even though he was still sad about his teddy bear.

"What did the person take?" A fan girl wondered.

"Tamaki wishes me not to say, I'm sorry." Kyoya told her.

"Since when do you listen to Tamaki, Kyoya?" I raised my eyebrows.

"It's my job to listen to him, even though I don't sometimes."

"Suuure." I smirked and looked at my bag, thinking, I'm going to give the bear back today, I can't stand the stupid guilt for taking it. Why the heck do I have guilt for it anyway! I don't like him, I shouldn't feel guilty, unless… oh crap! Maybe Tamaki got to me. I looked at Tamaki; whether or not I took his teddy bear he doesn't seem as bright as he usually is. I quickly ripped a page out of my notebook and wrote down:

Dear Kyoya,

I'm sorry for putting your clipboard in the tree. I know an apology from me seems weird. Don't tell anyone that I'm apologizing, also; I know you want to know about those guys from my middle school and my relationship with them.

Mizuki Fumija

I folded the note and put it on Kyoya's desk.

-Class starts-

*Kyoya's POV*

When I sat down I saw a piece of paper on my desk, I stared at Fumija before I opened it, and she was looking out the window, gazing into space. I opened the letter and noticed Fumija's elegant handwriting.

I paused after reading the first two words: 'I'm sorry'. Did Mizuki really write this letter? I hadn't known her to be the apologetic type. I read the letter four times, slowly. Is she giving into Tamaki's plan? This is absolutely ridiculous, after almost two years she's finally showing something more than hate to me.

I folded the letter and put it in my notebook.

*Your POV*

-Middle of class-

"May I please see Mizuki Fumija?" A boy with brown hair came in and asked the teacher, interrupting the lesson.

After about 30 seconds I recognized him as Kyon Adio; he had a strange relationship with me. He would like me and hate me.

"Miss Fumija." The teacher motioned me to go with Kyon.

"Hello Miss Fumija, it's been a while hasn't it?" Kyon glared at me when we went outside.

"Hello Kyon," I greeted him."I'm surprised Kyon, you live in my neighborhood but your father works at the Otori family hospital. Anyway, that's beside the point, what do you want?" I glared at him.

"No, now kitty retract your claws."

"Two things: DON'T call me kitty; second, I know you came here to fight me so just leave before I beat you again."

"You didn't win, we tied." Kyon punched me in the face, three times.

"You probably wouldn't have been able to do that simple move if you didn't join Chika's karate club." I taunted. Kyon kicked my shin as a response, which almost made me fall. The karate club did teach him some moves but, I knew more and he wouldn't stop 'til I was bleeding and crying or had something broken.

He did a few karate kicks, like a butterfly kick and a round house kick but I dodged all of them. He kicked my stomach a few times then punched my face. The punch in the face made a little cut and blood began falling.

I fell to the floor and Kyon hovered over me, I pretended to cower in fear.

"Ha, ha, ha, you're such a –" I swiped my foot and Kyon fell to the floor.

"Didn't Chika tell you guys never to leave yourself undefended even for a second? I should really tell Honey-sempai to tell him, they are brothers after all."

"Don't talk about Chika's brother Mit—" I kicked him several times in the chest so he would shut up.

"You just don't learn do you? Must be why you go to a middle school karate club." He tried to kick me but I grabbed his foot in mid-kick, he lost balance and fell.

"Stop hiding behind little moves, we both know you can do better."

"Yeah I could do better but you don't want this fight to end up like that fight we had in my last year of middle school. You do remember that fight don't you?" I raised my eyebrows and placed my foot on his stomach.

"This one will end up exactly opposite than the last fight. I'll win." Kyon threatened.

"With your middle school moves? We do have a karate club here, you know that right? Or is it too hard for you?" I mocked, glaring at him and smirking.

"It's not too hard; Chika is just a way better teacher."

"Sure he is, wimp. Come on you're getting beat by a girl… again. Not only a girl but a girl who hasn't gone to a single karate class in 4 years but still has better moves than a guy who has been in karate all throughout middle and a little high school."

"SHUT UP!" He grabbed my foot and tried to make me fall but I had better balance than him.

I got my karate skills from Honey, even though he went to Ouran Academy since preschool I was able to sneak into Ouran and take a couple of karate classes at Ouran's middle school before Tamaki took over Honey.

I sometimes wondered if Honey remember me from his karate class, considering I was the only girl there.

I stepped off Kyon and let him get up. "So this is over right?"

"Not even."

"Um. Kyon I actually want to finish the last few minutes of class, considering I'm here on a honor scholarship not being in class for half the lesson probably wouldn't look too good, would it?" I took a step back as he kicked. "Goodbye Kyon Adio." I opened the door and walked into the room. I pretended to cry as I sat down in my chair.

I noticed that Kyoya and Tamaki saw me 'crying' as I walked to my chair, they probably thought I was hurt but, I wasn't.

I missed half of the class, stupid Kyon. I hissed in my mind.

I crossed my arms on my desk and rested my head on them till the class was over.

When the bell rang the whole class left except me, Kyoya and Tamaki.

"Are you okay my princess, are you hurt?" Tamaki asked, holding my face in his hands. I moved my face to get out of his hands.

"I'm fine guys." I wiped my eyes.

"Mizuki?" I heard Kyon say from the door. He pushed through Tamaki and Kyoya to get to me; he pulled me into a hug and kissed me on the corner of my lips.

"So you're in the love mood?" I asked, looking at him.

"What could you possibly mean?" he asked in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

I looked at Tamaki who had about 50 emotions on his face: Jealousy, depressed (because I wouldn't let him at least hug me,) confused of why Kyon was hugging me and a few other expressions, it was amusing to look at.

I pushed Kyon away from his hold on me and looked at him. "Okay Kyon I'm saying this as a friend," I began to whisper, "try some better karate moves. Maybe join the high school's karate club." I smiled.

"Okay I'll do that." Kyon also smiled and notice Kyoya staring at him. "Yes?"

"Is your father Dr. Adio who just got accepted to my family's hospital staff?" Kyoya asked.

"Yes, that's right." He nodded, "okay well goodbye Mizuki Fumija."

"Bye, oh, and next time you want to fight me, don't choose the middle of class to have it," I advised.

"Heh, ok." Kyon left the classroom.

"Well goodbye Kyoya and Tamaki, I'll see you after lunch." I picked up my bag and left the classroom after Kyon.