Wow. This is the end of Puppy? HOLY MOTHER OF MARSHMALLOWS!

Da Epilouge

Mikan could feel herself quake just standing there, and it wasn't because it was cold. It wasn't even remotely cold where she was standing. The third music room was empty as it should be, and she should be at lunch, but she was instead standing still with a very empty stomach waiting for the shadow lord to dole out his punishment at his whim and lesiure.

She crossed her arms, trying to make herself small as he sat quietly in the chair, his arms resting on either side, happily staring at her. He glanced over his glasses as he held up a roll of paper and let it slide down to the floor.

"Our total expenses from New York City." He told her as she gulped, "Now. Discussing with myself, I have decided not to add any more than a quarter to Haruhi's debt, and the rest will be on you to make up."

She nodded quietly as she wrapped one finger over her pink hair, twirling it nervously, "I'll have the money in an hour or two."

"No." Kyoya answered as he rapt his finger against his, the chair arm.

Mikan blinked, "Um no? You took me-I was happy there. I didn't need you-"

She cut herself off, when Kyoya didn't stop smiling.

"The story goes Puppy you ran away when the pressure got to much, enjoyed a brief week of solace and returned to us, happy and ready for work." Kyoya answered as he sighed.

"Mikan, I understand that you were happy in a way at Julliard." He answered as he nudged up the glasses, "But you were happy at Ouran as well, before the headmistress of the Theatre had you nicely removed."

Mikan looked away , hate to admit that he was right, somehow right. Strangely Kagame had expressed the same feelings when she alerted her that she had been gone and when she had returned to Japan.

"But I digress." He waved a hand, "You are here, and you are ours- yes ours. And you are going to pay off this bill-"

She picked it up, as she glanced back up to him feeling her hands tighten just a bit, "800,000 dollars? 800,000 dollars?"

He shrugged, "We are expensive people, and Tamaki had a few incidents-along the way when I was not there to keep him from well-we won't go into it anymore."

"You want me to pay-" Mikan huffed as she stared at the bill again, "And why am I still standing here?"

Kyoya just kept the same smile, as Mikan crossed her arms again, rubbing the paper between her fingers, "Okay Shadow King-I pay off the debt how."

"Ah." He nodded, "Since your not a host, being a girl-that is why I have decided to make you the puppy."

"I am the puppy." Mikan answered as she rocked back on who shoes, "So-"

"No you were never officially adopted into the family." Kyoya answered, as he waved one hand to the side, and leaned down to pull up a small blue box, "Go on."

She took it from his hand slowly, as she tugged at the ribbon as she tugged off the cover. There was a very pink, very leather dog collar lying, as she ran a hand over the diamond studs.

"Um this is very sweet-" She started as she held it up, "For Cho-o."

Kyoya shook his head, as she felt her face fell. There was a gold tag attached, a tiny heart as she lifted it up with a finger reading the name-"P-Uppy."

She shook her head, as she let the box drop from her hand, and slid the collar around her neck, clicking the latch into place, It felt strange, but it hung nicely, not like a choker as she could slip all five fingers under.

"Woof." She finished as she grinned and felt for the bag with her fingers. She thought she heard a bell ring as she turned to go.

"Mikan." Kyoya called after her as she turned mid step.

"Yes." She grinned leaning back over arching her back, her long hair reaching down her back.

"Club today. I'll be presenting a list of new 'dog hose' rules." Kyoya began almost in a bored tone racing, his hands over the armchair, "You are an official member of the host club, maybe not a host, but the next best thing. And if you ever run off like that again with out my conceded permission I will hunt you down and add a chain to your collar."

"Understood." Mikan managed as she snapped her heels together and saluted him quietly. She thought it would have been worse, with the way Kyoya had acted all week. Avoiding her, giving her cold glares far afar, but when he passed her in the hall, telling her to meet him about her lunch hour, she couldn't helped but been worried.

She was still confused over what happened in New York, and Haruhi had refused to explain it ever again, muttering how she was never going out of the country again either.

She felt the pink leather thing, with the diamond studs as she rubbed a finger over them, "Kyoya are these real diamonds?"

She turned to speak to him, but the door instead to the third music room slammed in her face as she slowly picked up her bags instead. She had to go see to Yui, Rai and Momo, who the first she had caught of them seemed to be bursting at the seams with questions, just like all the other girls in her classes.

She glanced at the tag again, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Puppy." She giggled as she walked on swinging her book bag, "I'm the puppy. Guess the twins can't call me a mutt anymore, I'm legit."

The words felt natural, but foreign coming from her mouth. Something she had always wanted and suddenly had kind of feeling, as she heard Haruhi cry from the end of the hall.

"Mikan! hurry up, your going to be late for class."

Mikan smiled and waved as she ran to catch up with her friend, the little tag jingling as she did.

Puppy, she was home at last.

Spolier Alert: Sequel to Puppy will be called Host and will be posted later and extra what if chapters soon.

Boring Author Note stuff:

Daw. Hey anyone know how I would suffix –chan for Puppy, is it just puppy-chan? Sorry I don't speak Japanese and the web can be very sly about lying to me.

Well 40 chapters even, I'm so proud of myself. I hoped you all like this story to those who did not indicate otherwise, and I hope to have more host club craziness in the next story. All ideas, suggestions, critiscms, deep searing flames are welcome by clicking the lil button.

Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and faved and alerted and viewed this story, it would not be much without all the support and wonderful comments to my poor little ego.

Puppy I had never expected to get so BIG ! but it did. The original, original draft when I started what three years ago was and still is a scary thing to remember, the original, original lost when I fed it to the pit of oblivion. I am quite proud of what I have made, and I hope you keep reading.

Till then

Sugar-high pixie out

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