Hi guys! Yeah another update! Yes I know it's been only a week, but since I got lots of nice reviews and I'm sure people want to know what happened I give you this. The dramatic story arc continues! Fear me!

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There was a quiet in the nurses room as Mikan's shallow breathing could be heard behind the curtain. Haruhi had been sitting in the chair for three hours now, waiting to hear the answer of her condition.

There had been debate of taking her to the hospital, but the school had a host of doctor's not to mention Kyoya who seemed to know what he was doing when he looked over her.

"Puppy was taking drugs?" Tamaki started

"Drugs?" Hunny asked

"It would not be unusual for dancers-"Kyoya started

"Shut up." Haruhi mumbled turning at them, "Mikan is sick in a bed and you think that she's taking drugs. We have been with her three months now and she's never showed anything now. We should be supporting her not spreading more rumors."

There was a silence as Tamaki began to sob running into the corner, "AHHH! We've shamed ourselves talking about the puppy! Ahhhhhhh!"

"Father." Kyoya shook his head, "Haruhi we support our puppy no matter what, don't worry. She's been given something, her body not used to it and she'll flush it out."

Haruhi stared at Mikan, that didn't seem like she would just flush it out. She had been in a deep sleep as the nurse gave her a sedative when they found she had a raging fever and an aching body. She hadn't stretched any of her muscles and the strain on her legs had almost caused them to snap.

Yui slurped her glass of water, "Don't worry Haruhi. Mikan will be good."

Haruhi glanced at the blonde, "Yeah. I know. I worry about her. Why would someone give her drugs?'

"Oh Mikan once explained about the cut throat world of dancers." Yui shrugged, "They fight tooth and nails for leads and stuff."

Haruhi couldn't imagine it, feeding someone drugs. This went way over, Mikan could have been seriously hurt, never dance again, but then again who ever did it would probably be glad. There was a lot more to the puppy than what they knew.

The twins had been quiet taking turns poking the puppy in the side, as if trying to get her to wake up. They felt guilty, really guilty and they weren't even so why.

"Puppy." They mumbled, "Puppy wake up. We got you a chew toy."

They held up a green ball, squeezing it twice, "Wake up puppy! Please!"

"Hikaru! Karou! Leave the puppy alone!" Tamaki called, "She needs sleep not you giving her nightmares."

"Milord we give her only peaceful dreams. " The twins answered crossing their arms, but they left as Haruhi moved in to sit next to Mikan.

"Hey Tamaki did anyone called her family?"

"No." Tamaki started as Haruhi slapped a hand to her face as she grumbled about the rich. Yui came and stood beside her as she patted her shoulder.

"Where are the other two?"

"They have stuff after school." Yui began.

"You don't?"

Yui looked away, "No. Not really."

"Oh. I just have homework." Haruhi answered rubbing the back of her head. Yui didn't seem to blush when she was around her, but she seemed to favor Tamaki and Kyoya. She was quiet, and not as air headed as she acted around her other friends.

"So what do your parents do?"

"Oh trades." She answered quickly, "Well my mother deals fabric and my father enjoys traveling finding rare orchids."

"Oh." Haruhi nodded, "Why do you always choose me?"

"My friends." She shrugged, "We are always around each other."

"How long have you known Mikan?" Haruhi offered as Yui pulled up a chair.

"Oh we met in class on her first day. She had no idea what the host club was." Yui giggled as she glanced past the corner quickly turning away.

"You like the others?"

"Oh not like I don't like you." She answered, "I mean not like that, I like sitting with you, but Tamaki-"

"He is very good looking." She answered with a nod, "It's not surprising. Why don't you sit with him?"

"My friends." She answered, "It's easier to just be with people who get you. Boys can be difficult to read, especially these boys at school. They all want the girls with the biggest purses, so they can pay for themselves. They're up in the clouds about our relationships, and I'm expected just to play to what they want. I mean everyone thinks I'm shy, but it's just that I'm sick of making out and then getting dropped the next day."

Haruhi paused, "That's okay. I'm sure some boys feel the same way."

"Yeah boys like you." Yui smiled and then giggled again clearing her throat, "She was drinking coffee, she started to feel sick in her stomach."

Haruhi glanced at Mikan, "Do you have a cell phone?"

"I called her sister. She was busy and her mom is out." Yui answered, "We're all she has for now."

Haruhi laughed, as she glanced out at the boys who were talking quietly to themselves.

"I think she's got plenty." She answered

Yui giggled again, "I'm sure. She's so lucky. THe whole school was screaming her name at her performance."

"I don't think she knew what she was doing." Haruhi warned, "Did you see her?"

"Yeah." Yui nodded, "It's the coffee. I'm not sure why, but it was only after she drank it she started acting weird, you know Mikan weird."

"So someone put something in her coffee." Haruhi muttered to herself.

"I think they figured it was some kind of drug, but who would want to drug her? Mikan never talked about dance, never mentioned anyone-"

"Why would she?' She asked

"You don't know. Mikan is on the fast track to becoming a prima donna, she trained herself before she came to Ouran, you know workshops-"

"I though she didn't talk about dance." Haruhi started

"Well she didn't talk about it, but her sister Kagame did and her sister Ayumi, and not mention all the articles her mom had about her preformances at competitions." Yui explained

"You go to her house often?" Haruhi asked

"As much as I can." Yui answered

"You don't like to be home." Haruhi started

Yui looked away as Mikan gave a snort and a cough.

"Is she okay?" Yui started

"I think she's about to throw up." Haruhi answered sitting Mikan up as she suddenly puked all over her sheets.

"Oh gross." Yui gather her friends hair as she puked again and again and again, "Nurse! Nurse!"

The brunet rushed in as she stripped the sheets, "You support her, you get me a bowl."

"What's happening?" Haruhi asked as Mikan stayed asleep.

"She's reacting to whatever is in her system." She answered, "Here's the bowl."

Yui placed it in front as the vomit kept coming up. Haruhi turned away as she saw Tamaki turning green.

"What's wrong with the puppy?" He asked

"She has an upset stomach. I think it best we move her to hospital." Kyoya offered

"We'll wait." She answered, "I want to see if she spits up blood."

"Blood?" Yui asked.

"AHHHH! PUPPY IS GOING TO BLEED OUT!" Tamaki began to scream..

"WAH! MIKA CHAN IS GOING TO DIE!" Hunny screamed as Mori watched him run around his leg as he stopped him and simply shook his head.

"Calm down." The nurse ordered, "All of you except those two out. You are causing more stress than help."

"What can I get on her condition? Food poisoning? Or excessive alcholic intake combined with whatever is in the coffee?" Kyoya began

The nurse stared at him, "Since you are not a doctor nothing. You may leave with your friends and I will wait for the doctor to come look her over."

"I'm right." He smiled.

The nurse rolled her eyes, "Yes, you are right. Now please leave and take your friends-" She pointed to the panicking bunch as they screamed in circles, "Before they wake up her."

"Ah yes." He gave a slight bow, "Father come along."

"No mother! No mother! Don't make me !" Tamaki cried as Kyoya opened the doors to the hoards of girls holding flowers, "Hikaru! Karou!"

"Yes shadow king?" They asked, "Ah crowd control. Ladies, ladies all gifts can be left in our club room. The puppy is doing just fine."

There was an over whelming babble.

"Mori and Hunny watch the door please." Kyoya ordered as he cleared his throat, "The puppy is recovering. We will perform this the same when she suffered a tea spill, all gifts, well wishes can be made in the form donations to the theatre and the host club. Flowers are welcomed as well as cards."

"Theatre?" Tamaki asked

"We can't take it all, it will make us look bad." Kyoya explained quickly and quietly, "Please to the club room."

The mass of yellow quickly shifted in a slow steady movement as Kyoya looked surprised as the amount of boys that followed carrying their own bouqets as he smiled.

"Tamaki our puppy has admirers." He commented

"What?' Tamaki asked, "lies. Our puppy is cute, but that is it. Nothing more."

"That's right." Kyoya patted his shoulder, "No one likes puppy" as the figures began to turn in his head.

"So who had it in for Mikan?" Tamaki asked, "A radical group of ex dancers, some hate group of her mother's book list-"

"No." Kyoya answered,"Tamaki your efforts would be best geared to not worrying our lovely costumers that someone is trying to kill the puppy."

"But they cursed her, I blame the black magic club." Tamaki made a pair of shifty eyes.

"Yes if you can get close enough to interview the head of the black magic club I encourage you." He answered

Tamaki look like a wounded animal at the sheer mention of it.

"That's what I though, Tamaki, we need to concentrate on crowd control and the twins not spreading horrible rumors about Mikan's condition and that would be her sister." He glanced at his cell phone, "Off you go Tamaki."

The blonde king glanced once at the shadow king then smiled, walking behind the girls who making a slow stream in and out of the club room as the twins stood by the doors ushering them in.

"Remember nothing is wrong with the puppy!" Tamaki warned them in a hiss.

"Besides she's throwing up her guts." The twins chimed as the girls gasped and went in, "Oh and that's she's bleeding, probably won't dance again."

The girls were in hysterics now, running around the room as the rumors flew and cellphones tpyed.

"We love us." They high fived as Tamaki fumed.

Kyoya watched from a far shaking his head as he entered a closed room, "Kagame."

"Why am I getting thirty different message from girls that Mikan is either dying of a parasite in her stomach or she has the flu. And what is this I'm getting that she swung on a wire and leaped into Mori's arm in a skimpy costume after organizing a performance. Explain now."

Kyoya sighed, "We think she was drugged in the coffee. We chased her, she was tugged off by a figure in a cloak, somebody hired, paid or black mailed, and she made to believe that she was in a performance."

"So someone put her in immediate danger because of dance and now she deadly sick?"

Kyoya could sense the edge in her voice, "I think a girl might have drugged expecting that Mikan would make a fool out of herself as she arranged for the school to be called together. From what you tell of me your sister she is accomplished at dance, and the times you've caught her sleep walking she was performing solo's from swan lake in her pointe shoes. My guess Mikan reverted to what she knew."

"And danced a part from memory." She answered

"Yes. She thought she was on stage."

"She was transported to a year ago, before she fell off the stage. She was so happy on that stage, she was going to Julliard." Kagame began, "And then her accident, it was hell Kyoya."

"I can imagine." He answered

"No you can't imagine. You can't imagine having to hold her when her ankle was snapped in a hospital bed, you didn't have to tell her she would dance again even after her injury, even after all she worked for, even when her hopes were dashed away." Kagame hissed, "And then this. I hate this sport, she should have stayed with riding, we don't kill each other if we are in a show, we kill the horse which is worse, but god damnit Kyoya. Find who did it and I won't their ass on a plate.'

"Kagame, it was a prank gone wrong. Mikan has gained more popularity in last hour than Tamaki gained by starting the club."

"Is that supposed to be comfort?"

He could hear the obvious relief in his voice, "Yes, because what ever girl planned it, has had to watch everything back fire."

"That does help, god I hope the little bitch has to suck it up and get it rubbed in her face by her suck up little friends. I swear there will be more articles than she can shake stick act." Kagame was going on a rant now.

"Kagame. Stop. Mikan will be fine. She probably did not each much, to much to drink, hangover, mixed with whatever this girl gave her made her stomach churn, mixed with over extending her body without stretching, warming up, equals horrible horrible outcome. We tried to stop them, but Mikan had a mind of her own."

"Yeah." Kagame yawned, "Last time I let her drink and take drugs."

"Not going to even ask Kagame." He shook his head, "Where are you?"

"Turn around."

He glanced behind him as she waved in nothing more than a closed trench coat a pair of black boots.

"Your crazy." He muttered

"What?' She cocked her head, "Too much?"

"What are you dressed in?" He asked, "You look like a low class hooker."

"Oh Kyoya stop you flatter me." She answered as she unbuttoned her jacket as she opened it up. He covered his eyes.

"I'm wearing clothes." She answered as she showed off the dress. Well he wouldn't call it a dress, more like a skimpy piece of cloth that clung to her curves. He slapped himself and moved up his glasses.

"Again why are you dressed like that?"

"I was modeling." She shrugged, "My friend was doing a project where he had to portray whores in a classy way."

"Right." He nodded, "For a magazine."

"You know don't you?" She asked

"Yes." He answered, "I keep tabs on my friends, yes I think that's what I call them."

"Only you would be a stalker." Kagame turned, "So where is the little sick puppy?"

Kyoya moved quickly after her but Kagame had already made her way over to the twins who were still standing outside the club room, where she tossed of her jacket and un did her dark hair so it cascaded around her shoulder.

"Was that Mikan's sister?" Hikaru asked following her swaying hips.

"What?" Karou asked him, "Are you staring?"

"What's not to look at?" Hikaru raised an eyebrow, as Kyoya pushed past them.

"Tamaki." Kagame greeted as the girls in yellow stared, "Did you miss me?"

"Do I know you-" Tamaki began as she grabbed his arms and put his hand on her butt, as she played with his hair.

"Aww Tamaki. You don't remember our long weekend." She cocked her head.

"Kagame." Kyoya cleared his throat.

"Ha! I'm an actress ladies! Hollywood! California! America!" Kagame yelled as she shoved Tamaki to the side , "No worries. I was praticing for a new movie part."

The girls in yellow cooed and went back to their conversations turning to each other, about how lucky the host club king was.

"How was that?" Kagame asked as Tamaki melted into the floor.

"Okay."

"Oh and who is the lovely lady." The twins started circling as Kagame raised an eye brow and grabbed their ears.

"I heard all the rumors boys. Don't think I don't know you. We ate dinner together just last week, unless you weren't paying attention."

"Ow. Please let us go oh goddess of the days!" They begged as she dropped them.

She glanced around and clapped her hands, "LADIES! ATTENTION! CLEAR OUT! THIS ROOM IS BEING USED FOR HOST CLUB PRIVATE REASON! IT IS APART OF A INVESTIAGATION PLEASE CLEAR OUT!"

"You're going to make them gossip more." The twins started, but the girls quickly drifted out, as they clapped, "Amazing Kagame skills."

"Thank you. Thank you." She bowed, "Alright I want a table, I want a map of the school and I want a list of the girls who are in the theatre company. Go fetch puppies."

The twins glared but jogged off.

"We aren't Puppies." They called

"Yes you are, very un behaved puppies." She answered

"You too Tamaki." She demanded, as she waved a hand, "I need you to use your Clarence, to get me those names. Go on." Tamaki bowed and ran off screaming something about, "We will find them! Yes! Let us start with the usual suspect."

"Not the black club." The twin's yell echoed through out the halls.

Kyoya clapped his hands, "That was amazing."

"I know." She crossed her arms, "So what happened?"

Mikan blinked open her eyes as she coughed, "Why does my mouth taste of puke?"

"Here, rinse. The acid will rot your teeth." The nurse handed her a cup and a bowl of her puke.

"I threw all that up?" she asked after as she spit into the bowl, "What the hell happened?"

"You became a star for five minutes in this school." She answered, "Your fever broke, how convient, how are your legs?'

"Sore. What do you mean?"

"You were drugged, and then convinced yourself that you were in a ballet. And over extended every muscle, and have been puking into a bowl for the last two hours." The nurse explained, "Unconscious into a bowl."

"Ew." Mikan handed it back to her as she walked away.

"Hi Mikan." Yui waved as she popped her head in, "How are you feeling?'

"Yui? Oh I'm better." She answered, "I heard I made a fool of myself."

"Oh no you were amazing. I has photos." Yui handed her the small camera, "See there you are-"

"I'M LEAPING!" she demanded, "I didn't stretch. I didn't have any warm up, I could have broken a leg!"

"But you were amazing and the Mori lifted you!"

'Mori! Mori! He didn't!"

"Yes he did.' She answered flipping to another picture, "And this is where you were really sick."

"Oh my god." Mikan looked horrified. I like the costume, it looks like from the production of firebird-"

'What?" Yui asked

"Firebird was the last solo performance I gave." Mikan explained

"Oh." Yui grew quiet, "I remember the pictures.'

"Yeah before the accident. Yui who would drug me? I don't try and make any one hate me do I?"

"No." She shook her head.

"Okay." Mikan sighed, "still got that toothpaste and toothbrush on you."

"Always." Yui answered

"Hi MIkan." Haruhi waved, "You seem better."

"I am for now." she explained as she began to brush her teeth.

"Where'd you-"

"Me." Yui raised a hand, "We have your coffee still."

"That would be mine."

They turned.

"Hi Kagame.' Yui waved

"Hi blondie!" She waved, "Hey Haruhi. Mikan you look like shit."

"Thanks sister." She answered, crossing her arms, "Why do you like a hooker?'

"Easier to pick up rich dads." She shook her head, "Come on get up and move around, you smell like puke, they have shower you know."

"Alright." Mikan moaned as Yui helped her up.

"Look at that good friend. Haruhi don't you get in the showers with them." Kagame warned walking away with the coffee cup.

"I won't." Haruhi blinked as Yui helped Mikan up.

"Might as well as dumped a bucket of water on her." The nurse warned, "Here febreeze."

"Thanks." Mikan raised a brow.

"You smell, go take a shower." The nurse crossed her arms, "Go on."

"We'll take her." Haruhi walked away. The halls were quiet now as Mikan began to ask questions.

"So what happened? I don't remember anything, not after I left the class room."Mikan began running a hand through her tangled mess of pink hair, "Ew I think there are chucks in the ends."

Haruhi looked a little pale as she walked a little further away as Yui moved her hand down to her arm.

"Nice Mikan." Yui laughed

"Where are thing one and thing two?" MIkan asked as she caught Yui's confused glance, "Momo and Rai."

"They had stuff." Yui shrugged, "I didn't want to go home."

"Are you having dinner with us again?" Mikan asked half offered to the blonde.

"No. My father should be home and my mother will have brought some guest from Paris or Rio." Yui began,"Thanks. I'm sure you don't have much of an appetite."

"No." Mikan answered, "I'm sure Kagame already called the studio that I wouldn't be at dance and my instructor knows why I didn't come to class today."

"The whole school knows." Yui began again, "I mean everyone chanted your name at the end, and the whole theatre came out to participate in the dance. It's like they've been planning it."

"Mikan! Hey!'

Mikan glanced at the girl in tights and the skirt as she watched, dumbly.

"Why didn't you say hi?" Haruhi asked

"That the senior principal dancer for the school's company." Mikan answered, "She's more exclusive than a thing of lemons."

"Ohhh Mikan's popular." Yui teased

"Oh please no." Mikan shook her head, "I don't do popular. She has fifty people at least watching her even when she's practicing. I like dancing alone, I get stared at enough by

my instructor and the audience."

"You don't like crowds?" Haruhi started

"No. It's this weird dance mentality." Mikan offered, "It's like when I'm on stage I dance because I'm giving something to the audience, when I'm practicing its for my self only."

"That kinda makes sense." Haruhi rubbed the back of her head, "Why are all these people dressed like there's a class going on?"

"Oh, no." Mikan moaned, "Solo try outs are today, and all principal parts. You got to be kidding me. I knew this day was important."

"They have try out's on New Year's Day." Haruhi asked

"Most dancers are smart enough to eat before they go drinking." Mikan answered, "And even then they are aloud to skip classes to sober up for the end of the day. That's why everyone came out for what ever stunt I pulled. They thought it was part of the try outs."

"So what does this mean?" Yui asked as they made their way around the group of dancers.

"No chance at a solo." Mikan answered as she hurried on. There were more calls to her and some laughs, but by now they either knew that she hadn't put it on or they all thought she was guaranteed a part.

"Hey Mikan I heard your going to be dancing again. On the stage this time."

She paused as she glared at the brunet, and smiled, "And I heard you might actually get a part, now that your butts not to big."

The girl's smile flattered, "Everyone knows you put this on to get the lead."

"Yeah. And everyone knows about last springs mishap at the New York conference." Mikan answered

"Mikan." Haruhi prodded her in the side as Yui threw her a worried glance and a shake of the head.

"Hey ladies, ladies." A tall black haired boy strode over like a gazelle,"What's the problem?"

"Nothing Jin." Mikan was the first to answer smiling.

"Yeah I was just putting her in her place."

"Oh please Anzu, you may have a higher position besides the chorus line, but don't think for a moment you can put me in any place. I am at least something more than a one trick pony.' Mikan snapped

Anzu bowed her head embarrassed as she walked back over to the hustle of girls.

"You should watch yourself." Jin began

"Don't you start." Mikan glared at him, "I've been taking shit from everyone, about my accidents, my legs, I do not need any more. Oh yeah this Haruhi, you know from the host club and this is Yui, you met her at the dinner party."

"Jin." The boy waved, "Me and Mikan danced together in New York.'

"What does that mean?" Yui asked

"When I got to these conferences and gatherings, I have to perform, and we get assigned partners. I was looking into dance schools, and I found out about Ouran from Jin." Mikan explained, "He's a junior and a principal lead."

"Oh stop. Just because I can do lifts better than anyone else, is the only reason I get the leads."

"And your fancy foot work."Mikan cocked her head, raising an eyebrow, "What are they saying?"

"That you planned the whole thing, just as you thought.' He offered with a shrug, "Half of them don't care, and the other half are more worried about trails. The whole thing will simmer over when they learn the lead is open."

"Okay." She answered looking down at the floor as if in deep though.

"Mikan, take care." Jin told her as he moved away back to the other dancers as the three moved on.

"I never knew there was so much drama in ballet." Haruhi commented

"Yeah. It's kind of sad." Mikan shook her head, "Everyone get's caught up in parts and leads, because it's the only way to guarantee a secure place in the company. Ouran works with five main female leads, and four male leads. They dance all the principal parts, like the main characters, they get the best solo and the most stage time. In a big company there is maybe one or two main dancers for the whole company and they dance every main part. Then there's the chorus, minor parts, minor solo's, soloist's, background."

"Too much! Too much!" Yui screamed, "Ahh my head hurts.'

"Sorry Yui. Dance is complicated.' Mikan began, "And of course on top of all that lots of cat fights and girls like Anzu who think because they've been the company so long that they have seniority over the younger dancers. They do in some ways, but it's really about your skills."

"Jin seems nice." Haruhi offered

"He is." She answered as her eyes grew distant and Yui began to hum to herself.

They reached the showers with no more accidents as Mikan left with Yui to go wash her hair of vomit chunks.

Haruhi still felt sick every time she head that. She opted to wait outside the locker rooms. School had been over for at least an hour now, and she needed to get home after all the excitement she still had dinner to make and homework that was due.

She glanced to her left as the brunet who had been talking about the big surprise and the freak early on was walking by herself again.
"I can't believe it didn't work. We need a more drastic attempt to ruin her."

"Excuse me, but you are in a public place, it's rude to talk so loudly." Haruhi called to her.

"You." She snapped her phone shut, "You look familiar."

"I think I've seen you at the host club you are one of Mori-san's regulars." Haruhi offered

"Oh your Haruhi." Her demeanor changed completely, "Did you see that girl who threw herself into his arms?"

"The puppy yes." Haruhi answered, "She got very sick today. Very sick, she almost had to go to the hospital.'

"That is to bad. 'The girl glanced at her hand, "To bad she didn't break a leg."

"She would have kept dancing." Haruhi answered calmly

The girl seemed put off, as she adjusted her short brown hair ,"Really."

Haruhi continued, "Yes. She's doing much better now. Are you a dancer as well?"

"No." The girl answered, "I'm a performer an artist."

"Ah." Haruhi nodded not seeing the difference, but dancer's seemed to be a touchy bunch. She let it slide, "Are you trying out?"

"No need." She shrugged," I'm always guaranteed a place in every production."

"That's nice." Haruhi nodded as the girl sauntered over in her yellow dress crossing her legs and leaning in.

"Can you keep a secret Haruhi?" She asked

"Ah." Haruhi started staring at her, "I suppose."

"Your puppy is going to find herself kicked out of dance. The headmistress says that she's been missing too much class and her stunt today in front of the patrons made everyone very angry. She disrupted classes."

"Ah." Haruhi crossed her hands over her chest, "I'm sure she'll be okay. She does perform outside of the school."

"She won't get anywhere without Ouran." The girl stood up stamping foot and walking on down the hall.

"Strange." Haruhi sighed glancing at the ceiling.

wow, a cliffhanger. That's unlikely for this story. i hope it wasn't confusing! Huzzah Yui isn't just a dumb blonde, she has thoughts! thoughts! scary....and more characters! I love backstory, I dont think the manga give enough credit to all the characters and give them a more roundness besides Tamaki and the twins and Haruhi.

Poor Mikan she can't catch a break with rivals and old (cough) flames (cough) (cough)

I'm accepting guesses at who dun it.

Please review and review, and review, and fav and or alert.