Chapter 3- Black Magic Club:

Reve:
I sighed as I kept doing the math over and over again in my head. Even with me and Kato pitching in with Moriko's debt, it would take the full year to get done. Then again, Kato wasn't in the club. She would work when she pleased, but instead of each day of work taking out - yen, it would only take out 1/3 of that amount. Even if I was in the club, because Kyoya refused to compromise, each day of work still was only half the amount of the average amount.

I really needed to mediate though. I had to get control over my emotions. It was dangerous if I showed too much emotion. Due to me being a dream weaver, my powers revolve around my mind. Therefore, if there is too much going on in my mind it can cause a power rampage. I bit my lip. I still remembered the last power rampage I had. It wasn't pretty. Besides, if I managed to get a grip on my emotions and become a model dream weaver…maybe my mother would finally accept me- even after all these years. Despite a mild hatred of her, I did want her acceptance. Yet, she was never willing to give it especially since she kicked me out of my trubu (family) when I was very small. Then again, if she hadn't done that I wouldn't have meet Iopov. He was a dream weaver too- a model one. I was surprised that someone had yet to discover him. Though I supposed if he didn't want to be found, then there wasn't anything to do. He was like a brother to me- especially since it was his mother that raised me.

I sat down at the chair in the living room.

"You okay," Kato asked, "you seem mad, you and you never show anger."
"I may not show doesn't mean I am not mad."
"No kidding."

I glared at her and she gulped,
"Moriko and I are going to the park- wanna come?"
"Very well."

If anything, going to the park would be a nice distraction from my tendency to over-think.

As soon as we entered the park, I felt the presence of the people I had hoped to avoid.

"STARLIGHT KICK!"
A can came flying and I caught it just before it hit my head. The host club soon came running over. Tamaki had wide eyes and the twins laughed.

"To catch that was rather impressive," Kyoya said. I nodded my head in a greeting and then dropped the can to rub my hand.

"You're hurt," Hunny asked. I shook my head,
"I would rather it be my hand than my head, I'm fine."

Kato rolled her eyes- well, eye. Moriko smiled,
"Why are you all here?"
"It's a fun trip," Hikaru said as he twin continued,

"-to actually be in a commoner's park."
"Commoner's park," the twins chanted as they spun in circles together, "commoner's park!"

Haruhi sighed and it was then that Moriko's eyes widened. I supposed she just noticed Haruhi's attire- jean Capri's, a pink-ish shirt.
"You're a girl?"

Haruhi smiled and Tamaki gulped.
"Of course she- he isn't!"
"So 'he' just likes to wear woman clothing," Moriko asked confused.

I sighed,
"Don't let them fool them so easily Moriko- yes, Haruhi is a girl."
"You knew," Haruhi asked.
"It's a bit obvious," Kato answered. Moriko huffed and Mori looked amused.

I drank my coffee, something I hadn't had in a very long time. Moriko walked into the kitchen with wide eyes that morning.
"You're awake?"
"To be awake would infer I went to sleep in the first the place, which I didn't."
"Why didn't you sleep?"
"Research, now go wake up Kato."
"Why me?"
"I did it last time," I said pointing to the scratches- which I had to conceal. Luckily, I was able to find tutorials online to conceal the scratches before we got to school the other morning. Moriko sighed and headed to Kato's room. I smirked when I heard Moriko cursing and Kato screamed,
"TOO FREAKING COLD!"

I think that Moriko decided to remove Kato's blankets to wake her up. That was a bad thing to do to a cat-like creature, especially in the winter.

Kato:

I was making cat-like growls as I made my way through school. I wasn't in a good mood- not even close. I managed to avoid the Host Club all day, but now it was after school and I would have to go see them. Unless I put it off. I smirked, Metanteĝinsonis bone (Putting it off sounded good). I scowled momentarily. No many knew that since English wasn't my first tongue, I thought in Esperanto. Not that it really mattered, but it was handy if I was to come across a MensaAtacante (Mental Attacker). I knew many species, including Reve's, that would be considered a mental attacker or was able to read thoughts. Thinking in Esperanto, in a way, was like a survival skill to me.

At least Moriko had broken my habit of going back and forth between Esperanto and English when I was speaking. Then again, Reve also had a habit of speaking French and Japanese in one sentence. I supposed it was easier to explain switching between French and Japanese when you first moved to Japan than it was trying to explain why you switched between Japanese (or English) and Esperanto, a dead language.

As I wondered around, I found a rose garden. I didn't like gardens all that much, but I made a mental note to mention it to Moriko later-she would love it there.

"Ah, such a wonderful visitor!"

I turned to see a guy in a dark purple cloak that was almost black. He had dark green hair poking out of the cloak and blue eyes. On one hand, he had this odd cat-like puppet.

"Who are you," I asked as I crossed my arms.

"I am Nekozawa Umehito a and this," he held out the puppet, its arm waving a hello, "is Beelzenef. but the real question, is who are you?"
"I'm Skrapi Kato," I tried to say my name the proper way to say it in Japanese, but it didn't sound right to me, "just call me Kato."

"And why is such a lovely dark lady doing out in such harsh hours of the sun?"
I looked at him in the confusion. Then it clicked. Moriko once mentioned an guy in a cloak that stopped by the club and everyone thought he was creepy. It turned out, she had said, that he also had a condition against the sun. Yet, why was he calling me a lovely mistress of the night?

"I could ask you the same thing, Umehe-Umahe-…Nekoze-Nekozi-…may I call you Neko?"
He smiled slightly and his puppet seemed to blush as the little puppet rubbed the back of his puppet neck,
"Such a lady of the dark is allowed to call me whatever she pleases."

I smiled faintly. I wasn't used to such…lovely appraise and frankly, I did enjoy it. Still, Neko, even if our names both meant cat, was a rather neparafremdulo, an odd stranger. Still, I hoped we would be friends. He seemed a bit different than most of the rich bastards, as Haruhi says.

Moriko:

I enjoyed eating cake with Mori and Hunny. I looked over to where Reve was seated by Kyoya- both were talking, about what I could only guess. Either way, Reve seemed to be enjoying herself and I didn't see that fake 'cool' smile on Kyoya. His expressions seemed genuine, as did Reve's for once. I wondered where Kato was. It was after the club had closed, yet we still haven't seen Kato.

"I admit," Kyoya said to Reve, "You are rather impressive."

"Thank you," Reve said, "I admit that you are rather impressively smart as well."

I smirked and then looked over to Mori- who was already starring at me. As soon as I looked at him, he looked away. I blushed slightly. Mori was…a rather different human that was for sure. I didn't know what it was about him. Yet, the way he fawned over Hunny- taking care of him and everything, reminded me of well, me. The host club has seen how much I would take care of Kato. She was rather oblivious at times.

Kato burst through the door, but she looked happier. I wonder what got her in a good mood.

"What has you in such a good mood," Reve asked with a raised eyebrow. Kato smiled and held out her hand…that had a weird cat puppet on it. The twins gasped and backed away as Tamaki cried,
"Nooooo!"
"I'm part of the Black Magic Club," Kato said cheerily, "And I got my own Beelzenef! Though, I call her Bell for short."

I was taken back- it was like someone took all the things that made Kato happy, stirred them in a blender, and then made her drink it. She was never this cheery. The guy in the black, well it was dark purple but it looked black, cloak was at the door behind Kato. I think his name was Nekozawa or something like that.
"I shall see you tomorrow, lovely mistress of the night."

He bowed slightly and I smiled, ah, that explains it. Nothing appeals to the cat more than praise- I think it has something to do with Egyptians worshipping cats in the past. Geesh, if he keeps doing that though Kato's ego will be through the roof.

"Interesting," Kyoya said as he pushed his glasses up, "Apparently the president of the Black Magic Club has taken quite the liking to you."