I have news!

Apart from the fact that I updated again, I have had an e-mail. Ooooo, you say. I know, i said it too.

Well this site called muse bunny invited me to join, cos they saw me on here. I was like 'SQUEEEE' and i read it out to my mum and she said it's okay but I have to focus on my school work. So, i want to join (kinda, new experiance) but I don't need another site to distract me... im in my final year, besides, I have FanFiction, FaceBook, Quizilla, Flonga... lots of F's.

Anyways, I'd like to introduce you to my good friend.... Saori!!!!

Saori: hi.

Me: Put the machette away you daft biatch.

Saori: *grumbles* fine

Me: She promises to be nice, if you're nice. Review, and she will spare your life.

Saori: Becca- I mean... other Saori (? wtf) misses out lots of blood and gore in the fanfics... otherwise it would be M, and since her sister reads and reviws this, she believes it to be morally wrong to twist Sassy Lou's mind.

Me: it would be.

Saori: Anyways, review, and I shall bring my friends in... you know the guys! :D

Me: just review before da bitch goes psycho on yo ass!


"I'm getting sick of it. 'Cos of their fight I have bruises on my backside."

Honey patted my arm sympathetically, while I started sulking. No joke, last night when I was having a shower, I found bruises on the back of my legs where they've pushed me over and I have several bruises when Tamaki hit me when they flung him my way.

"Maybe... this could be good for them. Maybe they're expanding their horizons!"

I glared at Tamaki and he gave an awkward grin.

"Do you always have to be so damn positive?" I grumbled. Kyouya gave a low chuckle. If there's one thing I figured out about Kyouya, it's that he relishes in other peoples misery. So I started fishing in my bag for something that could put him in a miserable mood like me.

"Hey Kyouya, look at this." I tossed him the second edition of Renge's magazine. This week, as promised, it was me with Kyouya. I'd already looked through it and Oh. My. God. That girl was just sick in the mind to come up with half the things she did.

As Kyouya scanned through it I noticed his eyes getting wider and wider until he simply shut the magazine and coughed. Then he ripped it neatly in half and muttered something about burning it.

"Oh, don't worry. She printed tons of them... there's plenty more..." I grumbled. He shot me a look, clearly saying 'shut-up'.

"Oh yeah... Renge gave me a copy of the magazine. It's got more 'in it' than the one with me and you." said Tamaki.

I gave him a death glare, so did Kyouya, and he went away to cower in a corner.

"Right. No-one is allowed to read that magazine from now on." growled Kyouya.

"Right boss;" I said "but then what are we gonna use for gossip?"

Everyone pondered for a bot about that, coming to the conclusion that I and I only would be (put through the pain of) reading that magazine from now on. 'Till thats all over, we can use the twins fight and I can make up some weird reasons for it.

We were about to continue when we heard a loud bang and Hikaru stormed through the door with a nearly tearful Kaoru in tow. What now?

"Hikaru, that was just plain mean!" he whimpered.

"Yeah, well I don't care! I do wish I was an only child!" the elder twin yelled.

"Oh god..." I muttered, Kaoru looked hurt, but he was getting angrier.

"That's it! I've had enough!" Kaoru pulled out a cat doll... one that I recognized.

"That's belzeneff... Where did you get that?" I asked.

"Nekozawa was here earlier and I got it from him. If you write the name of someone you hate on the back, then unspeakable bad things will happen to them!" and with that he pulled out a marker and scribbled something on the back.

"You know. Whatever. I can't be bothered with this. Just keep it in mind that if you have written Hikaru's name there, ans something bad happens to him. You would feel soo, soooooo guilty."

Haruhi nodded and then stomped towards them furiously. She hit them both over the head and snatched the doll from Kaoru's hands.

"I'll never let you guys come to my house if you carry on like this!" she yelled at them, and I face palmed. Big mistake. The twins looked at each other, smirked and as quickly as they have always done, they linked and leant in for a very 'brotherly' hug... obviously only their standard of brotherly love.

She looked down at the doll in her hands and went vary pale.

"Blank...?" she gasped. We all looked at them, and Honey, quite surprisingly was first to lose his cool.

"You mean you guys were faking it this whole time!" he yelled in his cute little voice.

They just smirked at us all, an obvious yes.

Haruhi had thrown herself to the floor as she lost the will to live, Tamaki also went pale and crumpled to his knees.

"Twins with too much time on their hands... are the devil." he muttered, while they just stuck their tongues out at him.

* * *

"Why have you got pink hair Kaoru?" I asked the twin, he looked at me and grinned.

"We've swapped for a bit to confuse tono." he replied, then he started walking away.

All of a sudden, he stopped, then he turned back and walked towards me briskly.

"How did you know I was Kaoru?" he asked. "We changed to confuse people, how could you figure it out so quickly?" I just laughed.

"Apart from the fact that you sound like Kaoru, not Hikaru, I can just tell."

He looked at me, perplexed.

"But how?" he asked again.

"Um... when you talk to people, you're a lot less condescending. You just seem nicer sometimes. Just don't tell Hikaru I said that."

He laughed, then uttered a small 'thanks' before turning to run off to his twin, tackling him around his waist and ending up on the floor laughing.

"I'm amazed you're able to tell them apart so easily..." I turned to see a young black haired girl behind me, looking quite shy.

"Yeah, it's weird, especially since so many can't."

"I wish I could tell them apart like that...I really like them, but it's just so hard..." she mumbled, casting her eyes down.

"You just have to listen to them, Kaoru's voice is ever so slightly higher, and like I said, he's not as mean."

"Yeah, I'll try..." she said again, looking slightly more cheerful now I'd given her a few pointers.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Me? I'm Yuki Asagi."

"Cool, come on." I took her wrist and started pulling her to the table the twins were joking around at. I sat her down and snapped my fingers, quickly getting the twins attention.

"Guys, this is Yuki Asagi. Take care of her for a bit will you?" I grinned as they sat either side of her, and started making a fuss, and she just about died and went to heaven.

I walked back to my table and sat down. All of a sudden I felt drained, and really tired, and kinda moody... then I felt a twinge in my lower abdomen and I felt really sick.

Then I realized what was up.

"Kyouya I gotta jet! If you need me I'll be in the bathroom." I shouted to him as I ran past.

* * *

"Crap... why now?" I muttered to myself as I sorted myself out. Why did I have to start a period in the middle of club?

I heard a knock on the outside door, then heard footsteps come into the bathroom. I was still hiding in the stall so I didn't know who it was.

"Saori? You in here?" shouted a very high, girly voice. Oh no.

"Renge? Is that you?" I shouted, hoping against hope that it wasn't.

"Yuhp, it's me~" she started to giggle, and I walked out the stall looking pretty grumpy (the mirror is facing the stall).

"Renge, what you doing here?" I mumbled; averting my eyes.

"Silly! I'm helping a fellow PMS-er! I couldn't leave you to suffer alone." she flashed a smile at me, then I figured out what she was after.

"Renge, I'm not telling you who I was in the closet with... but thanks for coming to see if I was okay." I smiled at her.

"Well, I wouldn't have come in if Kyouya hadn't asked me to..."

~Flashback start~

"What's up with Saori?" muttered Tamaki to Kyouya.

"Well how am I supposed to know? Should I go into the ladies room and ask her?" snapped the black haired boy.

"That's a great idea! Right now she probably needs her mommy!"

The twins started snickering, Haruhi smirked and Honey and Mori looked increasingly amused as they saw Tamaki pushing Kyouya closer and closer to the door to go see if Saori was alright. This was probably their one and only chance to see Kyouya stutter.

"Go on and don't come back without Saori!" Tamaki gushed, shoving Kyouya out the door and slamming it behind him.

"Well maybe I just won't come back." Kyouya muttered darkly to himself. He started off down the hall, beginning to narrow down the bathrooms in which Saori might have gone to. There were only three-hundred and seventy-four bathrooms for girls on the entire campus. Seventy-eight in the high school campus. Twenty on this wing of the school, but there was only one that was close enough for a stressed girl to be bothered to run into. That one being around the corner from club.

"Am I actually meant to go in there?" he muttered to himself, pushing a hand through his hair and groaning. Kyouya Ootori would never back away from any challenge, as challenges made life fun. But going into a girls bathroom after a girl that could have anything wrong with her? That was one thing that even he would not do.

"Kyouya? Is that you?" he turned to see the bubbly Renge walking up to him. "What's wrong?"

"Renge, brilliant! Saori's in there, something is wrong with her, go find out."

"Um... okay."

~End Flashback~

"He seemed concerned about you..."

"Okay, Renge, I wasn't in the closet with Kyouya. But I'm still not telling you who it was."

She huffed and started sulking. I started to laugh at her attitude which made my stomach feel worse.

"Let's just go back..." I muttered.

* * *

Walking out I noticed Kyouya sat cross legged on the floor.

"Well, that's very unlike you." I grinned. He stood up and looked closely at me.

"Are you okay? You kind of just stormed off." he asked, coming up closer to me and Renge, who just about looked like she was about to go into fan-girl mode on us.

"I'm fine. Let's get back to club."

On the way back, Renge kept probing us about 'the closet' thing. We blanked her for a lot of the way, but she was irritating me very quickly, and I eventually just grabbed Kyouya's hand and ran the rest of the way while she was distracted in her sick perverted world, but I didn't think before we burst through the door.

All anyone saw was us holding hands. They didn't wait to listen to anything else before Tamaki was crying and all the girls were jostling us begging to know what we were just doing.

I groaned, pushed my way through and collapsed on Honey's bed (the one he uses for naps) and pulled the pillow over my head.

Something told me this was going to be a long afternoon.