Here it is, chapter 30.

I have to thank KuramasRedRedRose for reviewing so often... though it saddens me that no-one else will :(

Right. I decided this is going to be a Mori x OC story... but there will still be Kyouya and Saori fluffy bits in the future, so don't kill me...

Just so you guys know, I've had a real hard time of this, and I quite literally wrote this and made the plot up as i went along, so hey, i was surprised too!

I hope you enjoy, and so you know, this will be under Mori in the character thingy... yeah...

ENJOY!


"Great to see you back Saori!"

I smiled at the guests as they all welcomed me back to school, asking if I was well again and such things. I sat down with Mori as he was listening to his guests talk quietly. He normally attracted the shiest of the bunch, and that was fine with me because I could sit with him without being interrogated about the closet thing... yes, we were still on that topic.

This week I was paired with Hikaru. Amazingly, Renge hadn't joined the twins together in her sick little fantasy, but that only meant I had longer to go to endure the torture of 20 Q.

"Hi Mori." I said, after a moment of silence between us all.

"Hi Saori." he said back.

We started to chat: how are you, how was your weekend, what you been doing in lessons, the usual. The girls joined in too, then one of them piped up and asked me something no-one has asked me in a while.

"Saori, why do you wear the boys uniform. You'd look so much cuter in a dress."

I smiled at her. Now I have to think of an answer...

"Well... I hate dresses..."

FAIL! Lame excuse. FAIL!

"Well... you could see if you could have a different version of the boys uniform, with a skirt instead of pants, and you could wear a corset blazer... but with no sleeves. Couldn't the Hitachiins design that for you?"

And as if by magic (though it was more to the power of eavesdropping) the twins were behind me.

"Actually, we have designed that exact kind of uniform specially for Saori-" grinned Hikaru

"-It's just a case of getting her in it" chuckled Kaoru.

"I really don't think I'd look good in a skirt..." I muttered, feeling myself go red as more and more of the guests crowded around us. Kyouya had decided now was a good time to stroll over to us all.

"Just try it on Saori, you'd make a great model for one of the Hitachiin designs." I looked at him and saw the camera ready in his hand. Brilliant.

So, with really no hope of getting out of there alive, I accepted my fate... and made a break for it.

I started by dashing to the toilets, but about ten girls blocked the way giggling, then I dashed for the main door, but Tamaki was there, looking quite psychopathic. The other doors were blocked off, so I did the only thing sane.

I went to jump out of the window. We were only on the second floor, and hey, what's a broken spine?

I'd managed to open it and stick my leg out before I felt someone pulling me back, and I was then thrown across that persons shoulder. I realized it was Mori.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!!" I was screaming and hitting him as hard as I could on his back in a desperate attempt to get down, but from what I knew, he did martial arts... and I had always been a whimp...

Mori took me over to the changing rooms, and the twins thrust a pile of neatly folded clothes at me... exactly my size too.

Grumbling and muttering death threats under my breath, I stripped off (as is normal when you are changing clothes) and I put the others on. I had a normal school shirt on, it was just three quarter length sleeves and not short ones like I normally wore, they didn't button at the ends, but flared out in a rather cool way. The skirt looked fairly normal, plain black, and crossed over at the front, fastening with two buttons. The corset blazer was the same colour as the normal boys blazer, but it didn't have sleeves and fastened just above the top of my bust, and it pushed them up a hell-uv-a-lot.

I had a normal school tie on, which I tucked under the blazer, then I pulled on the knee high socks and slipped on the dollies and walked out.

Kaoru grinned at me, and sat me down, pulling my hair back into a high ponytail, but leaving my side fringe as it was. Then he pushed me out for everyone to see.

I heard several 'oohs' and 'aahs' and I heard Kyouya clicking away with his camera. I flipped him off and evoked several giggles from the guests.

"You kind of really do act like a boy, don't you?" giggled Yuki, a girl I'd introduced to the twins not long ago.

"Yes. Which is also why I didn't want to be shoved in a skirt." I grumbled, glaring at Mori for not just letting me jump to my death. He got the message and shrugged.

"I didn't fancy scraping you up off the sidewalk." he muttered.

"You wouldn't have had to. You could hire someone to." I snapped back, but I was grinning.

"You look really cool Saori, I want a uniform like that!"

"Me too!"

Several girls were going crazy over the uniform, and they probably would for a long time. Thankfully after leaving them to pull at me like a doll, Kyouya decided it was time to close up.

"Aww... but Kyouya~" the girls started to bat their eyes, but I knew that wouldn't work.

"No ladies, I'm sorry. But we have to clean up for tomorrow and besides, Honey-sempai needs his rest."

I glanced at Honey, who was slouching over to his bed rubbing his eyes. The guests saw too and they quickly hurried out.

I sighed and glared at everyone once more before going over to the sofa I was sat at before and started to tidy up. I cleared up the tea cups and tea pot, then I saw Usa-Chan sticking out from under the sofa.

Of course I picked him up, and I took him over to Honey so he could have his nap without worrying about the rabbit. Once I got there though, it was a whole other story.

"Sa-Chan~" he yawned sleepily, tugging on my skirt and smiling up at me as I handed his teddy to him.

"I want a cuddle..." he yawned again. I rolled my eyes, but sat next to him and gave him a one armed hug... he threw his arms around me and smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back at his cute little face... I almost forgot he was two years my senior.

Then he put his head in my lap, like I had done with him last week, and he curled up and went to sleep right there. I couldn't help but smile, and I stroked his hair out of his eyes.

Then I heard a click.

Looking up I saw Kyouya.

"Smile!" he clicked it again, and the flash went off in my face, putting stars in my eyes.

"Kyouya, cut it out." I mumbled, shifting myself out from under Honey and off the bed.

I pushed him aside, and went back to help Mori clean up the tables.

I started laughing and joking, nudging Mori who smiled and nudged me back. I could still hear the clicks... but what the hell, I had a comic portraying me as a slut, why not have a picture book?

* * *

"Seriously? We're dressed like this?"

I was dressed in a white, long flowing dress. It had material on the back of my dress that spread out and attached to gold bands around my wrists. The top part of it was tight and showed off my 'endowment' as Tamaki put it (he got a smack, don't worry) My hair had been braided back and I had some sort of gold head piece on with a few jewels dangling down.

I looked pretty cool. It all suited me, and I had a nice bit of makeup on so I didn't look plain. Well, in my face anyway, my clothes didn't look plain...

"Right everyone,Tamaki and Saori sit down, twins stand up, get ready."

I turned to Kyouya.

"Why do I have to sit?" I asked.

"Well, since you're the only girl here, we decided you can be queen for a day... especially seeing as we're going with an Arabic royalty theme this week."

I grumbled at the thought of even being seen sat next to Tamaki, let alone be the 'queen' for today... yes. This would suck.

Never the less, I took my place and waited. And waited. And waited.

Then just as I was about to get up and open the god-damn door myself, it was pushed open by someone from the outside.

"Welcome~" we all chorused as the person in the door stepped forward. Then I noticed it was just a child.

"Oh, it's just a kid." said Hikaru

"What's more, it's a boy." mumbled Kaoru.

The boy was dressed in green, and he looked majorly startled and rooted to the spot. I got up and walked towards him. He gawked at me, as I got closer, then I stooped down to his level.

"Hey hun, what's up?" I smiled at him, he was like a minny version of Honey, just slightly taller and brown haired.

"Is... is this the host club?" he stuttered.

"Yehp. I'm Saori, only female host, and there's the guys. Tamaki's the boss though." I motioned over to Tamaki.

"That means... you're the king." he was looking directly at the blond. I mentally face-palmed, because I knew that without being ordered to call Tamaki king but doing so anyways, he would have one massive ego boost, one that he really doesn't need...

Sure enough, Tamaki puffed up and starting spinning around, that was until this boy shouted that he was Shiro Takaoji, and that he wanted to be Tamakis apprentice.

Strange little boy.

We opened club as normal. People fussed over my outfit for a short while and then went away to mollycoddle Shiro and Tamaki. I got on with random tasks. Cleaning up, taking tea around, giving Honey his daily fix of cake. It was quite cool, no-one fussed me about.

Unfortunately, I was still wearing that stupid dress, and I ended up tripping on it as I carried a tray from one end of the room to another, it was really fast, I tripped, heard a smash, felt a thud and some stinging and then the dress started turning red around my legs. Not majorly fast, just a little. But it was enough for the two nearest hosts to run to me, those being Kyouya and Mori.

Kyouya was fast to shift the remains of the teacups I had destroyed, and Mori lifted me gently from the floor, careful not to touch my cut leg more than he had to.

Within seconds, Haruhi had brought a dustpan and brush over and was cleaning up, and all I could do was keep repeating that I was sorry.

"Just be quiet, it was an accident..." Kyouya muttered to me, as he tried to suss out where I'd cut myself.

I felt my thigh stinging, and between telling him it was the top part of my leg and wondering how the hell I'd managed to land on the shards of china there, I was then taken away to the infirmary.

"I'm sorry..." I said again to Kyouya, who was walking beside me and Mori.

"Like I said, it was an accident. But I'm taking money from your profits to pay for that tea set. And the dress."

I grinned at him. "It's a good thing I like red."

He rolled his eyes at me, while Mori shifted my weight slightly. I looked up at him and sighed. He must be getting fed up with all my accidents, and having to help me out all the time. I know I'm tired of them.

"Sorry you have to take me to the infirmary." I muttered, just so Mori could hear. He just shifted my weight again so I was cuddled up against his chest. I think that was his (cute!) way of telling me it was okay.

We got there, and Kyouya left a minute later as soon as he knew I was going to be okay, then I was bandaged up. Well, I was bandaged after they picked out the bit of teacup that was sticking in my leg, Mori let me hold his hand and I squeezed it real tight when they actually pulled it out. Then he could take me back to club to get me changed into non blood stained clothes.

Upon arriving back at the club, we saw that Tamaki had put the little boy in a cage.

"I'm sure that's not legal..." I said, as he walked past to take me to the changing rooms.

He just shrugged, and ignored the drama that was unfolding as Shiro kicked up a fuss (which was totally understandable) and started wailing.

He set me down on a large sofa in one of the changing stalls, then went to get my clothes. I watched him as he went about finding my shirt, tie, skirt and corset blazer from the corner of the room. He didn't have any facial expression on, but when he came back and set them next to me, he looked at me funny. Not funny 'haha' just funny as in... well... the weird way.

"Are you going to be okay on your own for a minute?" he asked, his deep voice resonating around the room. I smiled at him and his concern for me, then nodded my head.

"I'll be fine, besides, we don't need Renge bringing out a magazine of what happened in the changing rooms, do we?"

He smiled slightly, then turned to walk away and shut the curtain.

"I'll be out here if you need m- help" he said, stuttering over the last few words in a very un-Mori like fashion.

As the curtain closed, I sighed and went about pulling off the dress, and the bracelets and head piece, then I put my normal clothes back on. I could also hear Mori in the next space getting changed into his clothes.

It didn't take long, for me to get changed, but my leg did hurt a bit, so all I could do was get up and hobble around a bit. I pushed the curtain back and limped out, felt myself stumble, prepare for impact then feel strong arms wrap around me again.

"Mori, you have impeccable timing" I chuckled, turning to face the older boy. He just grinned, then quite easily scooped me up into his arms and carried me out to the others.

I saw Renge stood on her platform, staring down at Shiro.

"You're the naughty type!"


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