So, this is gonna be one of the last author notes I do, because I don't find them necessary anymore. However, I will have author notes for updates and/or if I need to clear something from the previous chapter up! And real quick, I can't believe I've gotten over 1,000 views in such a short amount of time! I really appreciate it!

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Music Room #3 was filled to the brim with yellow-dressed girls. Most screaming, others looked as if they would faint. There was only one exception - a lone girl, sitting on a couch by herself, looking utterly bored and disgusted with what she saw. That girl, was me.

I just don't get how girls can find guys as fake as these attractive! They don't even know the boys' true personalities! I mean just look at Tamaki! He never acts this way outside of the Host Club.

"Having fun Nessa-Chan?"

Shivers went down my spine as Hikaru whispered to me. Then he did the unthinkable. He actually blew on my neck. The nerve of that guy!

"As a matter of fact, no. I'm bored. And you're only making things worse-"

"That's quite the attitude you've got there. Care to explain why you're giving me the cold shoulder?"

"Maybe because you're being a complete pervert."

He sat down beside me, "Hmm, that might be just you. Most girls find my mischievous side attractive."

I scooted away from him, "Keyword, most. And There's a fine line between mischievous and pervy."

He rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, Nessa. Have some fun for once. Why don't you spend some time with each host and see which you like best-"

"No way."

I find myself saying that much too often.

"But it'll be fun! It's no fun just sitting alone."

"No."

"Suit yourself."

He walked back towards Kaoru. Thank God.

I sat for about five more minutes, before I decided to finally leave and never come back. I started to gather my books and head home, but the minute I stood up, both my arms were grabbed. What else should I have expected?

"Target Captured!"

Man these guys were persistent!

I was led to a table with two other girls. They set me down and took their seats.

"Ladies, I'd like you to meet the new girl, Nessa Sugiyama!"

I winced at Kaoru's introduction.

They both looked at me cheerfully, "Hello Nessa!"

One suddenly frowned, "Oh, but there's no seat for her!"

Her sugary-sweet tone made me wince even more.

Hikaru smirked, "You're right, there isn't. Well then, Nessa, looks like you'll just have to sit on my lap! I wouldn't want you to get your dress dirty!"

"Y-your WHAT?"

The girls squealed. However, I for one felt violated. Hikaru smirked even more, seeing at how shocked he'd gotten me. I assume he thought I was some kind of game. His new toy.

"There will be no need for anyone to sit on anyone's lap." Kyoya appeared out of nowhere with an extra chair. No wonder Haruhi calls him the Shadow Prince.

"Buzzkill," he muttered, only loud enough for Kaoru and me to hear.

I smiled at him, relieved, "Thank you Kyoya."

Hikaru's smirk faded and was replaced with a new annoyed look, which only made me smile more.

Two can play at this game Hikaru Hitachiin, for the game has just begun.

This'll be one of the last ending author notes as well. Depressing (not really). Anyway, sorry if I'm making Hikaru a bit more pervy than usual, but hey this is how I envision him to be.

Hang in there my fellow Otakus!