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Chapter Six The Phone that never stopped ringing

Kyoya was enjoying sleep. IT was the weekend; he had just found a new asset in one fell swoop with no need to even enact a more elaborate plan, when his phone rang.

He let it ring, but it just kept at it. Ring. Ring. Ring.

And then it stopped, just as he reached for it. He smiled rolling back into his covers.

Until it started up again, Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring,

He clicked it open; having a feeling he knew exactly who it was.

"Kyoya! I know exactly whom we should adopt! As our next dog!" Tamaki announced to his friend over the phone.

Kyoya glared, the clock shown 5:30 am, "Mikan?" He asked

"Yes? Wait how did you know?" Tamaki asked slightly disappointed.

"You should now me better by now." He yawned, "I'll talk to her and take care of it."

He threw the phone across the room, but not before removing the battery, rolling back into the covers.

"How did he know?' Tamaki asked himself again staring blankly at the phone," Maybe he can read minds!"

He shuddered at that thought, as he climbed back into bed, but he laid on his side or on his stomach. Sleep alluded him.

He dialed another number randomly after flipping blindly through his list of contacts.

"Hello?" A very awake voice answered him, "Can I help you?"

"Who's this?"

"Mary queen of Scotts." The voice slurred, "Em, is this the resident king of the host club?"

"How did you know?" He asked amazed

"I have people." It replied, "What can I help you with?"

"Aren't you dead?" Tamaki asked

"Yes, you reached the other side." The voice answered after a moment, "Listen do you want any help or what?"

"No not really." Tamaki answered half un sure if he really was having conversations with the dead, "Kyoya has it under control or so he told me."

"Okay. Well I'm going to hang up-" The voice started

"No. No please stay on." Tamaki cried, "Ah how you've been?"

"Dead." It answered

"Oh-and how's that?" He asked

"Boring." The voice answered a horse knickered in the background

"Was that a horse?" Tamaki asked

"Yes , what horses die to you know.' The voice told him, he heard a small snort as someone was trying to hold in laughter.

"Is the horse bored?" He asked

"No, just hungry." The voice answered," It's his breakfast time you know."

Tamaki glanced at the clock, it read 6:00 am, "Isn't it early for breakfast?"

"Not for him it's not." The voice answered, there were a couple giggles followed by a small laugh.

"Is there someone with you?" Tamaki asked

"Yeah, it is the other side." The voice answered, "There are a lot of dead people."

"Who's with you then?" He asked

"Louis the 14th of France, and his best friend Gwen the cocktail" The voice answered, as someone let out another giggle a few more horses nickered as well.

"How many horses are their?' He asked

"About eleven." The voice answered, "Their all hungry."

"I though there would have been a lot more horses?"

The voice sighed, "The other side is very big, you know. We're just a small group, and right now where feeding horses."

"Can't they feed themselves?" Tamaki asked

"No. They have no thumbs."

"Oh." He paused, "How is the king of France?

"He's tiered." The voice gave a loud yawn, "What about your majesty aren't you tiered?"

"No. "Tamaki answered, "Not really."

"Hmm, maybe you should come help us feed the horses."

"Wouldn't that mean I would be dead?" He asked, slowly tightening the grip on his phone

"Is that going to be an inconvience?" the voice asked, "You would love being dead."

"AHHH!" He screamed clicking the end button on the phone and throwing it across the room. He dove under his covers, he would never again dial numbers blindly.

"Who was that?" Kagame asked as she shoveled hay from the loft to the floor.

"A friend." Mikan smiled, as she picked up a armful of hay placing it in a chestnut mares feedbox who greedily ate away.

"Speaking of friends, did you manage to make any?" She asked, "Aya came out here at 5:30 to do her chores, just so she could meet her friends."

"Hye! Hye!" Mikan answered, "You already met three of them, I have about eight others."

"Ah, I suppose that was the large instruction manual you were reading last night was for?" Kagame asked, "The host club?"

"Hye." Mikan answered annoyed, "What about you? Your going back to the university soon isn't you?"

Kagame shrugged, "I go where the winds blow me."

Mikan threw a handful of hay at her, "Horse crap! It's to early to be poetic."

Kagame rolled her eyes, "It's true though. You think you're on one path and then poof you're on a back country road with a hobo named Bill who's riding in the backseat strumming a banjo."

"I know where I'm going." Mikan said in a harsh whisper.

Kagame stared at her for a minute, "Always keep an open mind, remember Mom thought she was just going to live in the suburbs and write for a vegetable magazine, and next thing you know her manuscript if being fought over and she's rich enough to never work another day in her life."

"Hai! Hai!" Mikan answered annoyed. Kagame quickly changed the subject, "So what are these friends of the other sex like?"

Mikan smiled, as she plunged into a description of each as Kagame listened intently.

"And what do they do at this club?" Kagame asked

"They entertain girls for a fee." She answered

"So your working for a bunch of man whores?' Kagame asked bluntly

"They are not man whores." Mikan snorted trying to hide a laugh, "Their professional gentlemen, who entertain young ladies who have a lot of time on their hands, who I will begin to work for on Monday."

"Here that tock, my sisters become a subservient dog to a bunch of egotistical men who happen to have a lot of cash and time on their hands." Kagame smiled as she petted Tick's brother, "And she's worried about me."

Mikan snorted throwing hay at her sister, who shrieked and returned fire, until they horses began to prance as if to say stop throwing our breakfast on the floor.

"Alright, We got a lot more work to do, and I still have to finish his list of instructions."

"This guy Kyoya, was his name right, Kyoya sounds very meticulous about everything."

"They call him the shadow king." Mikan whispered, "because he rises out of the shadows and he's everywhere."

"Lovely." Kagame answered leading Kuri the buckskin draft out to the padlock and

as if at the very mention of his name Mikan's phone rang, "Hello this is nut house. Head cashew speaking."

"Very funny, Mikan. Have you read the instructions?" Kyoya asked, "Do you understand everything?"

"Of course.' She answered," The uniform is cute as well, your idea?"

"I'm glad you like it." He answered not bothering to respond to her question," Did you receive a new schedule yet?"

She had pulled it up last night, "Yes. Thank you for working out such accommodations."

"Of course. Please refrain from discussing your position-" He started, but she cut him off, "Because it's the kings descion if he announces it the rest of the club or simply makes it a surprise." She paused and added, "IT was hard to miss that one, in the big bold letters on a page by themselves."

" And you family has given you permission."

Mikan thought of how her mother had yet to answer her e-mail, but Kagame, who was the next best thing, had given her approval, "Hye. I'll see you Monday, I got nine babies to feed right now."

She clicked her phone shut.

Kyoya stared for a minute at his phone, now that is was a reasonable hour, she had nine babies? He pulled out his laptop typing away, he must have missed something in his research.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. His other phone began to ring, since he had destroyed cell early this morning.

"Hello?" He asked

"Kyoya! I had the most amazing experience! A conversation with Mary, Queen of Scots! I was just dialing a random number, when a voice told me I had reached the other side, quick alert the media!"

Kyoya sighed, "Tamaki, I do not think it's possible for such a feat to happen, perhaps you were simply experiencing a hallucination, I recommend a doctor."

"No! I tell you it was real, and Louis the 14th was they're as well with his best friend Gwen the cockatiel."

'Uh huh.' Kyoya nodded, as the screen pulled up his results, No she had two sisters and two younger brothers, though they were all old enough to take care of themselves. He scrolled down, clicking on her mother's profile, it seemed she had a great love for horses, and owned exactly eleven.

"Oh-"Kyoya sighed, smacking himself mentally, she was referring to the horses, as her-, yes it made sense now.

"You haven't been listening again? " Tamaki accused, "I tell you I have physic powers and you drown me out-"

"Perhaps we should dress as fortune tellers then-"Kyoya commented continuing to type on his computer, pulling up as much information as he could.

"Yes! Yes brilliant!" Tamaki yelled over the phone, "I will have the costumes ready on Monday!"

"Do not forget about Mikan." Kyoya reminded him," I'll send over her measurements."

"Wait-" Tamaki paused, "You already talked to her."

"Please makes sure her costume is very feminine. "Kyoya continued avoiding a needless answer.

'She's-she's our new-"

"And I would avoid cosplay until later in the week." Kyoya continued

"PUPPY!" Tamaki cried happily, "We have a puppy! We have a puppy!"

"Because she'll need time to adjust to her new position." Kyoya finished, as Tamaki continued to sing about how Mikan was going to be their puppy.

Kyoya clicked his phone shut, returning to his research.

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