yooooooooooooo we're really sorry about the delay! we honestly don't have an excuse, other than procrastination. but this chapter should make up for the wait, as it is even better than the previous ones!

warnings: bullying triggers, swearing

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Chapter 7

"Let's play the 'Which One Is Hikaru?' Game!"

Olivia glanced up from her computer screen, looking over to where the twins were standing. They were surrounded by a few girls, wistful smiles on their faces, looking up at the two identical boys. They had donned two green hats, hiding their mirrored hairstyles so it was near impossible to tell them apart. Olivia watched Haruhi walk past them and roll her eyes. Olivia couldn't help but roll her eyes at the twins as well.

"Many ladies have tried to tell us apart but none have succeeded!" The twins chimed.

"That's the dumbest game I've ever heard of," Haruhi said plainly. The twins turned to watch her walk away and frowned at her.

"What?" Hikaru asked.

"Do you have a problem with it, Haruhi?" Kaoru added.

"No, I just don't understand why you have to make a game out of it. It's not that difficult to tell you two apart," Haruhi said with a shrug.

"Oh, really? Then why don't you try?" They said, smirking at her.

Haruhi lifted her finger to point at one of the twins, "This one is Hikaru," she moved her finger to the other twin, "And this one is Kaoru,"

"Uh-oh, you got it wrong!" They sang.

Haruhi's face softened into a smile, "No, I didn't."

"Oh, yeah?" Hikaru said smugly, putting his hand on his hip.

"How can you tell?" Kaoru asked, mimicking his brother.

Haruhi put her finger to her chin and looked up at the ceiling, thinking, "Well, let's see..., it's kind of difficult to explain...," she tried to piece the words together, "But Hikaru's speech and actions make him come off as more mischievous than Kaoru."

The room was silent for a minute, surprised at Haruhi's answer. Then, Kaoru broke out laughing.

"I'm sorry, Hikaru, I don't mean to laugh," Kaoru said in between giggles.

"Well, I don't see what's so funny. I'm honest and I speak my mind. It's sneaky people like Kaoru that you need to watch out for," Hikaru says calmly. Kaoru instantly stops laughing and turns to face Hikaru. They both have mirrored looks of unamusement.

"Don't turn this on me, Hikaru. I'm the one who's always going along with your selfish games," Kaoru said monotonously.

"I may think of them but you're the one that carries them out. If you hate them so much then why don't you just stop?" Hikaru replied.

"Because I would rather not have to see you make an ass of yourself in front of everyone. It was your idea to call Haruhi our toy, but I noticed you were quick to make a pass at her. Admit it Hikaru, you're actually in love with her," Kaoru shot back.

Olivia was standing with the rest of the host club members, watching all of this unfold as if it were a tennis match, the identical boys shoots insults back and forth at each other. She wondered, however, where the last remark had come from. She never noticed Hikaru doing anything that would make it seem as if he were in love with Haruhi. She guessed it was because Kaoru was his twin brother, and they knew more about each other than anyone else.

Hikaru began to get extremely flustered. He gasped and turned beet red as he started to yell, "What? You've got it all wrong, Kaoru! God, you're such a fucking moron! Why would I fall in love with her? I mean she looks like a tanuki!"

"Guys, stop fighting! You're being ridiculous! Don't say such things over something so minor!" Olivia exclaimed, crossing her arms angrily.

"Oh, be quiet, Olivia," Hikaru scoffed, "Why don't you just go back to making out with Kyoya like you were the other day?"

The entire room let out a loud gasp, and all of the customers scattered about the room started to whisper and murmur to each other.

Olivia's heart dropped in her chest and she felt her blood start to boil, "What the fuck are you talking about, Hikaru?" She started to get nervous. Had Kyoya told anyone else about what happened? Who else had known?

But it was too late; it didn't matter who had known before, because now everybody in the room knew. She could hear everything they were saying about her, every name she was being called. "She was kissing Kyoya?" "I thought they hated each other!" "Wow, she's staying with Tamaki and shes with Kyoya?" "I guess what they say about red-headed girls is true." "What a slut!"

She took a deep breath and turned to face Kyoya. On the outside, she was trying her hardest to stay together, to look tough and angry. But on the inside, all she wanted to do was break down and cry.

"Why did you tell Hikaru what happened?" Olivia asked sharply. Her tone matched the kind of voice a stern mother would use to talk to a child who was in deep trouble. Kyoya didn't look too upset, but his cheeks had a reddish tint to them and he was looking around anxiously.

"I didn't tell anyone," He replied defiantly, crossing his arms over the portfolio in his hands.

"Well I certainly didn't tell anyone!" Olivia countered.

"I don't believe you," Kyoya said.

"What? Why would I tell? I get enough shit as it is, Kyoya!" Olivia cried, "Who else did you tell?"

"I didn't tell anyone!" Kyoya insisted.

Meanwhile, the twins were yelling and throwing creative insults at each other. They were too wrapped up in their own stupid argument that they were completely oblivious to the other war they had started.

"You're an ass," Olivia mumbled, turning away from him. She started walking towards the table where her things sat, "I can't believe you."

Kyoya was about to throw another insult at her, but he overheard the insults already being thrown. As she walked to the table, the other girls in the room snickered and whispered around Olivia. Kyoya's heart wrenched at the sound of the hurtful things. He couldn't believe the harsh words they were saying over something like her kissing him. The girls were brutal.

Although Olivia just wanted to break down, she was stronger than that. She kept her head high as she packed up her things, as if the things they said didn't get to her.

She told Tamaki she was leaving early, and he said that it was fine, that he would get another car after her. Tamaki was also oblivious to the fight she and his best friend were in the midst of. She turned on her heel and stomped out of the music room. She had a feeling the iron grip anxiety had on her chest wasn't going to come loose for a while.

Olivia woke up the next morning with anxiety still clawing at her chest. She begrudgingly got dressed, and when she stepped into the bathroom, she physically cringed at her reflection.

She hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, as she had been crying into her pillow many hours into the night. The embarrassment and anxiety she had felt the day before made her unbelievably restless; it was a miracle she had even slept at all.

The bags under her eyes were even more prominent and the whites of her eyes had a pinkish-red tint. She sighed and began to put on makeup, a futile attempt to make herself look less miserable.

After she was finished and nothing close to satisfied, she left the bathroom to head to breakfast. She ate with Tamaki like she did every morning, but instead of talking animatedly about random things like they would normally, Olivia silently ate her food and Tamaki stared worriedly at her.

"Olivia? Are you alright?" Tamaki questioned. Olivia looked up quickly and shook her head dismissively.

"Yeah, Tamaki, I'm fine. Just tired, y'know?" She lied. It was times like these that Olivia was grateful she could lie through her teeth so effectively.

Tamaki smiled kindly at her, "Okay. Well, get some rest tonight, then," He said. She tried to muster a convincing smile back.

They finished eating and Olivia quickly helped clear the table, even as the maids insisted she didn't. Usually she would do it just to be kind, but she did it today to try and get her mind off of her mood. She was desperate to think about anything else, but nothing was making her feel any better.

She walked out the door with a sigh; it was going to be a long day.

Olivia and Tamaki arrived at the school and parted ways. Tamaki told Olivia that his father needed to see him before school started. Olivia nodded and let him go, and she was left in the middle of the crowd of students. She couldn't see any other members of the host club, so she was completely alone. Her heart rate began to raise as she walked down the hallway, desperately trying to ignore the looks that were being sent her way. Obviously word had spread like wildfire, and she was silently bracing herself for anything the would throw at her. She reached into her bag to grab her headphones and iPod, but as she was looking down she ran into someone. Olivia had begun to apologize but quickly stopped when she realized it was Kyoya. She scowled at him.

"Watch where you're going, Four-Eyes," She barked.

She heard a murmur of, "Why don't you watch where you're going, whore?" from the crowd around them, and she instantly felt as if she were only an inch tall.

Kyoya heard the remark as well, and felt his stomach drop. He saw Olivia's angry mask drop for a few seconds, and he got a glance of Olivia's true feelings. Her face was sad and sheepish, as if she were about to cry. The expression on her face broke his heart. She quickly composed herself and looked back up at Kyoya. The dark-haired boy looked away.

"What are you doing, anyways? Our class is the other way," Olivia said grumpily.

"I was going to find Tamaki," he replied.

"Oh, he went to go talk to his dad. He'll probably be a little late to class," Olivia said quickly, before trying to shove past Kyoya.

Olivia continued on her way to class as Kyoya stood there. Some of the girls who had been taunting Olivia murmured amongst themselves.

"I can't believe that slut is being so rude towards Kyoya!" One particular brunette exclaimed to her nodding friend.

Kyoya had had enough. Kyoya walked over to the two friends; he recognized them as regular customers at the host club. They both stopped their conversation and looked up at him.

"I will have you know that such behaviour and language will not be tolerated from host club attendants and that if you keep this up you will be banned from host sessions. She is a friend of the hosts, and I would appreciate it if you treated her with an ounce of respect," he said sharply. His arms were crossed over his chest and his eyes were narrowed in an angry squint. The entire hallway had gone silent. The girls looked positively terrified.

The two girls gulped and slowly nodded. Kyoya turned around and glared at the now silent crowd around him, as if asking for anyone else to speak up. No one did. He turned on his heel and continued on his way to find Tamaki.

As the group of students surrounding her began to quietly chatter about Kyoya, Olivia stood completely still, her eyes following Kyoya's back as he walked through the crowd. Her heart was fluttering in her chest, completely awestruck that Kyoya would defend her like that. She felt the stares of the girls around her so she turned on her heel and quickly walked to her classroom. Luckily, her mind was off of the mean things the girls were saying, but now they were stuck on Kyoya, and it wasn't much better.

After school ended, Olivia made her way to the third music room. She managed to avoid any of the rude girls in the halls, and she sighed with relief when she stepped into the room. She noticed that Tamaki and Kyoya hadn't arrived yet, and instead of taking her usual spot at the table she shared with Kyoya, she sat in an armchair near Tamaki's area.

She started up her laptop and began to think to herself. She thought about she and Kyoya's odd relationship. She hadn't taken time to ponder this, so just then she was realizing how odd and abnormal of a relationship it was. She liked to think that they hated each other, at least she hated him. He was the kind of person she hated most; a money-obsessed, creepy guy with a slight superiority complex. No matter how much she wanted to hate him, she just couldn't fully despise him. There was something about him, something she couldn't name, that drew her in close. Something that made her want to be near him. It baffled her to no end, and she wondered if Kyoya felt anything similar.

"Oh? Olivia? Are you not sitting with Kyoya today?" Tamaki appeared by her side. The remark made her wonder if other people thought they were friends, or at least good acquaintances.

She shook her head a little, "No, actually, we're kind of fighting," She murmured.

"Fighting? First the twins and now you? About what?" He questioned. Tamaki sat on the couch adjacent to Olivia's armchair and picked up a cup of tea he had filled moments before. He took a sip as Olivia sighed.

"He told Hikaru about what happened between us," she said quietly, "And he won't admit it. He thinks that I was the one who told. Now everyone knows what happened."

Tamaki looked like a deer in the headlights, his eyes wide and mouth slightly parted. He set his tea cup back on the table and cleared his throat.

"Um, well, it wasn't Kyoya who told Hikaru," he said awkwardly.

"What? Are you suggesting I told? You're siding with him?" Olivia felt anger bubble inside of her.

"No! No, of course not. It wasn't you either," He looked down at his hands, "I was the one who told."

"Tamaki! How could you?" Olivia crossed her arms across her chest.

"We're a family! The other hosts were concerned when you two went to the second music room to talk and I told them what happened. A happy family doesn't keep secrets, Olivia."

Olivia sighed. With a reason like that, she couldn't be too upset. It wasn't anyone's fault really. Tamaki's heart was in the right place.

Olivia didn't have much to say, "I guess I'll have to apologize to Kyoya, then," she murmured.

Tamaki hummed in agreement, and with that, the door opened to reveal the crowd of girls outside the room. After about forty-five minutes, Olivia had nothing to do. She put her laptop away and started looking around the room, beginning to space out. Her eyes fell on Kyoya, sitting alone. He didn't have any customers that day apparently, so he was just typing at his laptop by himself. Olivia instantly felt bad. She decided that now was the best time to go and apologize to him, so she put her bag on her shoulder and walked over to him.

"Hey," she murmured. Kyoya stopped typing and glanced up at her.

"Hello, Livvy," he replied, "What can I help you with?"

"Um, Tamaki told me that it wasn't you that told Hikaru what happened. It was actually him that told. He said something about 'families don't keep secrets' or something idiotic like that," she laughed a little, and she looked up to see the half smile forming on Kyoya's face.

"I just wanted to apologize," she continued, "I should have believed you when you said you weren't lying. I'm sorry, Kyoya."

"It's alright, Olivia. I forgive you," Kyoya said. Olivia felt as if a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. He gestured to the chair across from him; the chair that Olivia usually sat in, "Would you like to sit?"

"Yes, thank you." Olivia pulled out the chair as Kyoya went back to typing, "So, umm, how has your day been?"

Kyoya smirked to himself. Olivia being so awkward was quite funny to him, and kind of adorable, "My day has been decent, just like any other day. How was your day, Livvy?"

Olivia frowned. "My day has been," as if on cue, two girls walked behind Olivia whispering just loud enough for Olivia to hear.

"I see the slut is talking again." Olivia's heart fell. She could instantly feel her face flushing from humiliation.

Wanting to get out of the room as soon as possible, Olivia quickly came up with an excuse to leave. "My day was fine, but um, I have to go now. I have to, umm, get extra notes from a friend. Good bye, Kyoya." She hurriedly stood up from her seat in front of Kyoya, holding in tears, and rushed out the doors.

Kyoya could tell something was wrong with Olivia and he could only assume that the two girls had said something to her.

Kyoya closed his laptop and stood up to follow them, "Excuse me, ladies, may I speak to you?"

The two girls turned around and stared at each other, completely astonished, "Yes, of course." The brunette girl spoke up.

Kyoya smiled lightly, pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, "I'd like to inform you two that your company here will no longer be tolerated. Please leave immediately and do not come back. Thank you." The girls jaws dropped; they were completely baffled. Kyoya then turned around and headed toward the exit to find Olivia.

He shoved the doors open and listened for anything to tell him where she had gone. He heard quick footsteps to his right and he began to run after them. The footsteps were accompanied by quiet sobs and Kyoya had never felt so angry in his life.

Olivia stopped running and ducked into a nearby room, which was thankfully empty and quiet. There was a couch near the door and Olivia tossed her hair out of her face and collapsed onto its plush surface. She buried her face in her arms and let it all out. The dark room quickly filled with Olivia's sobs, until they were silenced by the opening of the door.

"Wha-" Olivia sat up, quickly trying to compose herself, and she was interrupted by two slender arms curling protectively around her. She saw dark black hair in her peripheral vision, and instantly realized who it was. She was too distraught to even care. She put her own arms around Kyoya's torso and continued to cry. Kyoya's grip only tightened as Olivia came undone. It wasn't until a few minute later that any words were said.

"I'm sorry, Olivia," Kyoya murmured, his words muffled. Olivia pulled away to look at him, and Kyoya's heart sank in his chest when he saw her face. Her makeup was smudged, leaving grey trails down her reddened cheeks. Kyoya reached up and gently brushed away some of the tears, and Olivia smiled sadly at him.

"Don't be sorry, Kyoya. I should apologize for getting your uniform all wet," she replied.

Kyoya pulled her back into his arms, "It can be washed," he replied. Olivia didn't pull away again, she was grateful that she had someone to comfort her. She had stopped crying at this point, but neither of them wanted to pull away.

They only parted when Kyoya's phone rang. He picked it up, still holding Olivia with one arm.

"Hello? ...Oh, we're fine... Yes, with good reason... I'll explain later... Alright, goodbye," Kyoya turned off the phone and sighed, standing from his spot on the floor.

"Who was that?" Olivia asked, her voice cracking slightly.

"Tamaki, he was wondering why two of our guests left the room crying and why we were missing," He explained nonchalantly.

"You made them cry?" She asked incredulously.

"They made you cry; what else was I supposed to do?" Kyoya replied, a smile forming on his lips.

Olivia smiled back as she stood from the couch. She instantly felt awkward, not knowing what else to say.

"Thank you," she blurted, looking down at the floor.

Kyoya leaned forward and put a finger under her chin, making her face him. He tilted his head to the side and kissed her. Olivia didn't even have to think before she kissed back, putting a hand on Kyoya's shoulder to pull him closer. Kyoya broke the kiss and smiled at her.

"We should probably head back," he murmured. He pulled away and started to walk out, and Olivia started to follow.

They walked back to the host club in a comfortable silence, while Olivia frantically tried to look like she hadn't been sobbing for the past fifteen minutes. She rubbed her face until she felt like all of the tears and makeup were removed.

"Do I look okay?" Olivia asked, "I don't look like I've been crying?"

Kyoya turned around to look at her. He smiled and leaned in to kiss her cheek.

"You look fine," he said, before opening the door.

They could barely step in the door before Tamaki started yelling. He pulled Olivia in his arms, "There you are! Daddy was so worried!"

Olivia desperately tried to escape his grasp, "Daddy? What the fuck?"

"Olivia! A lady shouldn't use such foul language!" Tamaki released her and she jumped away.

"What were you two doing?" Tamaki asked.

Olivia glanced at Kyoya, "You can explain."

And Kyoya did. He told the other hosts what had happened with the two girls, and all of the bullying that had been happening for the past couple of days. He didn't go into detail about what happened in the room just now, thankfully, but the host club was satisfied. Hikaru instantly apologized to Olivia about what he said, and Olivia quickly forgave him. Tamaki was glad Kyoya told those girls that they were banned from the host club, and he was sure to make an announcement about this to the other customers the next day.

"Good thing it's Friday," Kaoru said, "We can go to Kyoya's family's water park tomorrow and forget about all of this!"

Olivia sighed as she silently agreed with him; she was happy this was all over. All she wanted to do was just go to sleep and go to that water park, and that was exactly what she was going to do.

Olivia's Blog- Day 7

This week has been utterly horrendous. So many things have happened, I've been an emotional wreck, and I am about 99% sure that every single girl in Ouran Academy hates me. But you know what, that doesn't really matter because I have friends like Tamaki, and the twins, and even Four-Eyes, who stick up for me. So even though this week has been all over the place, I think it was for a good reason.

This weekend, however, we can forget this entire week while we go to a water park. Hopefully that goes better than this week.

Wish me luck!

-Olivia Fadley