Hey, thanks for the reviews!

So, yeah, I was totally hissing at the cat killer today, and I told my friends, and they hissed too.

Then he told me it was mean to tell everyone.

So I said that he shouldn't have told me, sorry, strike that, HE SHOULDN'T HAVE KILLED THE GOD FORSAKEN CAT!!! *fumes and throws large books across the room*

So... yeah.

Trying to make it happy as possible!

Have fun reading~


Getting changed into the first outfit of the night, I felt Takashi's hand on my shoulder.

I turned to see him, and he looked down at me with soft eyes. He looked amazingly handsome. He was wearing what resembled a fancy waiters outfit consisting of a black shirt and pants, with a white waistcoat, and a brown studded belt hanging lose. He also had this red ribbon bow tie, and his shoes were polished and shiny.

I was wearing a similar sort of outfit, as was Lisa who was still getting ready, but instead of suits, we had knee length white dresses with black waistcoats, similar to the one the twins designed for me earlier in the year. This one just didn't enhance my breasts as much as the other. I then had a red ribbon choker, with one tied into my hair. I also had to wear shiny dolly shoes.

"What was on your mind?" he asked, stroking his thumb down my cheek, eyes boring into mine.

"I was just thinking..." I muttered, leaning away from him to check my hair.

"About?"

"About... us."

I saw his head shoot up at this in the mirrors reflection, eyes wider and slightly startled.

"Nothing bad!" I said hurriedly, turning fully towards him and taking hold of his hand. "I was just wondering... since you're leaving soon..."

"Yeah?"

"Do we have to keep it secret? About us?"

"Wouldn't it just be easier to?"

"I knew you'd say that." I snapped, wrenching my hand from his and walking to the other side of the room for the door.

I felt his hand grab mine again, and he pulled me back, holding my shoulders and stooping slightly to look me in the eyes. I glared back, but eventually sighed and slumped into him.

"I just don't like keeping it a secret. Especially when girls like Maya fawn over you."

His brow raised slightly, but he smiled and squeezed my hand.

"I suppose, when you put it like that... I understand."

I glanced up at him, raising my eyebrows.

"I see guys staring at you. It pisses me off. I think we can tell people."

My face then broke into a smile, and I wrapped my arms around him, he wrapped his around me.

"Great."

He cupped my face, stroking my hair back slightly and smiling warmly. He then kissed me softly.

"We should go now. We have families to entertain."

x x x x x

It was my job to carry a tray of glasses of champagne around for the older guests, make small talk, brag about my scholarship a little, saying where I'm from and such, and then flatter the guests.

Simple. I have a way with people... when I want.

"Yes madam, I enjoy it very much here at Ouran."

"That is good. And how do you find it in this 'Host Club' my daughter told me about?"

"Well, we tend to explore and experience as many different cultures as we can. Early in the spring, we went over English culture at a flower viewing reception. We've also covered folk lore over Halloween and we've also had an Italian themed masquerade ball."

"So you really do entertain people?" she chuckled, her daughter (one of the twins regulars) grinning at her side.

"That we do ma'am."

I curtsied and moved away on to another crowd, also taking care to look and see what everyone else was doing.

Tamaki was schmoozing some people, making small talk and complimenting women when he thought necessary. Which was all the time.

Takashi was fussing over Honey, fastening up his buttons with amazing speed. Women were going gaga over it, commenting on how thoughtful Takashi was.

The twins were relaying some sob story over how they were their only friends when they were younger, and how they've always been so close since.

Haruhi was waiting on people, wheeling a cart around with various treats and sweets. Lisa was doing a similar job, politely nodding when people addressed her.

Kyouya was saying more or less the same thing I had said to people, just to... a different group of people.

Eventually, everyone was fed and watered, I was free to walk around and mingle.

Haruhi and Kyouya were complaining to Tamaki about how much he had spent, then a little later Tamaki's dad came to talk to us. Mostly Haruhi, but he said hello to me and Lisa too.

I than wandered away.

And I saw the strangest girl. She had long chestnut hair, and the brightest ice blue eyes I've ever seen. She was wearing a long crimson red gown, and had some kind of... binocular thing on a stick.

"Miss, can I help you? Would you like anything?" I asked, smiling politely and I even used my most sickly sweet voice. She then totally tried to eat my jugular.

"No, nothing someone like you can give me."

"Oh? Are you sure miss?" I asked, forcing myself to be nice, because Kyouya told me to be.

"Well, since you insist... Which of these delightful little boys are you... interested in?"

"Pardon me?"

She brought up the binoculars... blue lenses facing me, and she smirked.

"Which are you with? Which do you have a crush on? Which would you prefer to have intercourse with? Must I go on?"

"Madam, I don't think this is appropriate."

"I do. So indulge me."

I stared into her icy eyes. I did not know her, I had no connection to her.

"I'm currently dating Takashi Morinozuka." I said in a hushed voice.

"Morinozuka?" she asked, her eyes scanning the room.

"He is the tallest with black hair. You'll probably see him with a shorter blond boy."

"Ah yes... I'm amazed you've done that well..."

I felt a scowl creeping onto my face. I did not care for his woman in the slightest, but I bit the inside of my cheek to hold back the choice torrent of words that could come pouring out any time soon.

"Miss, out of curiosity, what is your name?"

"I am Éclair Tonnerre. From France before you ask."

France? ...Éclair Tonnerre... Thunder Lightning... Before anyone asks, I do dabble in other languages, such as French and Spanish (minimally), though I never quite brushed up on swearing in various languages, Japanese was my specialty.

I felt myself shudder at the translation of her name. Something about it just seemed off.

"Excuse me miss, I have to go."

And with that, I turned and made my way to Kyouya and Lisa.

But not before a lean man with slicked black hair and a small mustache and beard got to him first, and slapped him hard across the face. His glasses came off, and clattered to the floor.

Lisa gasped and took a step away, as did most of the room, while I felt my heart miss a beat. Kyouya bent to pick up his glasses, but stayed there, even when he had them on.

"So this is how my son has been wasting his time. You are an embarrassment to the Ootori name."

The man then walked off, and I hesitantly approached Kyouya.

"Kyouya? Are you okay?" I asked, laying my hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine."

"Why did you let him do that?"

He looked at me, eyebrows raised.

"I can't stop him... he's my father."

I gaped, as he slowly pushed his glasses up and walked away from me.

Just because it's his dad, doesn't give him the right to hit his son.

As he'd walked away, the rest of the guys had caught up with him and were checking to make sure he was okay. Few words were exchanged, before Haruhi asked if it was because of the host club, Kyouya had just walked away, and Tamaki was left shocked.

"Because of the host club?"

Then Tamaki's father walked up to him.

"Whims have consequences Tamaki. Take my word for it, they do not come cheaply for people like us. Accept it, life is hard. It's time for you to grow up and realize that dreaming only postpones the inevitable."

I sighed, and shook my head.

So much was going wrong.

"Saori, maybe you could lighten things up with that piece on the piano Tamaki made in the summer."

I turned to see the twins looking at me, seeming solemn.

"Okay."

I walked across the room, took the seat at the piano, and let my finger glide over the notes.

I pulled my mind away from the present, and tried to focus on the music. I didn't see anything else, just looked at the keys and let my mind wander.