I'm dreadfully sorry that I haven't updated, but my grandmother thinks that she is in a hotel in San Diego, California, when in reality she is in a rehab center in Indiana. She also thinks that I am seven years old, but oh well.

I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club, as stated in the previous chapters, and I really don't want type this repeatedly.

Chapter 4

My alarm clock went off and I jumped up to shut it off. I quickly showered and threw on my uniform and ran to school. I ran straight in Azami's mother who looked even more drunkenly murderous than the day I saw her hit Azami.

She shot me an evil glare and I gasped. Then I ran to see if Azami was here yet.

Lucky for her, I found her right before Kaoru was able to drag her into a supply closet.

She was screaming at him, using completely inarticulate noises that I was unable to comprehend. I pulled Kaoru off of her and she spun to stare at him in utter disbelief. I think that was it. It might have been out of anger.

Kaoru actually looked a bit nervous.

"Leave me the hell alone. Or I will kill you." I had to keep myself from laughing, because she can barely run without falling.

Kaoru stepped back and then I wish he had just left, but no. He launched himself at Azami and tackled her to the ground. Then he picked her up and ran off with her over his shoulder.

I ran to follow them for a little bit. But I ran out of breath and sat down on the ground.

I was there for about a minute or two before I remembered why I had run into the school in the first place. Azami's mother was here. I got up and decided to take a wild guess where Kaoru would have taken her.

I ran to the Host Club. That was the only place I could think of that he might be. Sure enough, he was there, and so was Kyoya.

Kyoya was smiling as Azami continued to scream at Kaoru with her odd noises. Nobody was paying attention to me. Every guest was staring at the scene in awe of Kaoru's persistence. I think Azami would call it perverse ways.

Cheers erupted from the guests as Azami lost her grip on the table. She had a look of terror on her face, and something told me that she'd hate the world if Kaoru succeeded in whatever he was planning.

I did the only thing I could do.

I jumped in Kaoru's way and slapped him across the face. It was dead silent as he fell to the ground. I looked around at the guests as casually as could. Azami got up struggling and announced that she was going to be leaving.

That was when I grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Don't!" I said louder than I had meant to.

She gave me a quizzical look.

"Why? Do you want me to stay here and be a prisoner of this…thing?!"

I let go of her wrist and whispered into her ear about her mother. Most of the guests were squirming in their seats like when there's moe. Azami's face had paled quite a bit, and she looked even more terrified than when Kaoru was dragging her.

"You've got to hide me Fujioka. She'll kill me. You know she'll do it!" She yelled the last sentence. "I can't- I can't stay here. Help me." Her voice had dropped from yelling so much that I struggled to hear her.

I nodded my head and looked at Kyoya.

"Kyoya-senpai, surely you could do something?"

"She has to do something for me." I about slapped him too.

She's dirt poor. How can she do anything for him? It won't benefit him at all. He can't be serious about it.

I looked at him, and he was smiling.

"I don't have any money," I heard Azami say. Her voice was small and quiet, as if she was afraid of Kyoya. I don't blame her.

"I'll do it," I said to him quickly.

"Very well, my family does a have a private police force, as you know Haruhi. After all, they attacked you and Mori. Then they put out shellfish for Honey."

"Yeah, just get them to do something." I looked back at Azami. Her face was as white as a bed sheet. And I could see the scars on her face.

I smiled at her, and I saw the corners of her mouth turn up in a smile. Kyoya started talking into his phone to his police force.

"What is the name of this person?"

"Chikako Watanabe," Azami mumbled quietly. "My mother." Gasps came from the guests. "She doesn't approve of me going here. She doesn't approve of me at all."

Kyoya grinned a vampire-like grin.

"Very well." He continued to talk on his phone and was speaking some jargon. I stared at him angrily. All he cared about was business.

I looked at Azami again and noticed that she was as pale, but was moving her fingers spasmodically. She must have felt guilty for doing it. But it would help her, except now she has nowhere to live.

She bowed her head walked out of the room. Something told me to run after her, but I was suddenly swarmed by girls.

"Haruhi, that's so sweet of you."

"Is she even poorer than you Haruhi? Is that why you did it?" Questions that I didn't really want to answer were coming from their mouths.

When I got into the hall, she wasn't there but I heard yelling. That was clue enough to the fact Azami's mom had gotten to her. I bolted down the hallway in one direction. Unfortunately, they weren't that way, so I turned around and ran that way.

When I got there, Ootori police were taking Chikako away. Azami was sitting on the floor with blood dripping down her face. I ran straight to her and got on my knees. She was holding one of her eyes.

I took her hand away from it and attempted to stifle my gasp. There were slashes all around it. She wasn't crying though. It looked like she was trying to suppress laughter.

"I'm free. She can't bother me anymore." Her voice was still really soft. "I hope she rots in some sort of prison and then rots in hell."

This kind of shocked me.

"You don't have anywhere to go though, do you?"

"I'll figure something out." A grin crossed her face. "I'd much rather sleep in a dumpster than in that pile of rubbish."

I helped her stand up, right when Kyoya came out. I didn't look at him, knowing that he'll want something ridiculous from me.

Maybe he won't let me do what he wants. Maybe he'll make Azami do something. I hope not. She won't be able to pay him.

"Azami, in return for my family's police force, you must become a host!" He pointed a finger at her. That seemed more like something Tamaki-senpai would do. Not Kyoya. Maybe he's been possessed by Tamaki.

I looked at Azami. She seemed kind of nervous about it, but I could tell that she was willing to do it. She nodded her head slowly, like she was terrified by Kyoya's incentive. A crazy mother or being a host? I would choose being a host. It's better than an insane mother.

I am a host though so, I am used to it. What if she has a panic attack from it?

I looked at him pleadingly, but he shook his head.

"For how long?"

Kyoya's smile grew. I knew he was going to come up with something that made her stay until she graduates.

"As long as you want to have your mother away from you."

Ooh, cliff hanger. Anyway, I said before that there'd be a plot twist, and you wouldn't see it coming.