Haruhi and I walked through the window-filled hallway in silence. I was pondering my plan of talking to the twins. It would be easier to talk to each separately, at least that's what I figured. We stopped at the doors and Haruhi opened them for me. I thanked him and stepped in, already hearing the screams and squeals of girls. I immediately spotted the twins and began making my way over to them. I did feel a little bad about ditching Haruhi, but he had clients and I was sure he'd understand.

"My beautiful little princess! I'm so glad you're here!"

I saw Tamaki looming over me, smiling as he did so. Great. Just wonderful. I doubted I'd get away from him anytime soon.

"Why don't you come sit by daddy for a while, hmm?"

Daddy? Since when is Tamaki-Senpai my dad? He pulled me over to his other 'princesses,' as he called them, not even waiting for my response. A rhetorical question, I suppose. He sat me down parallel to a girl with dark red hair.

"Nessa, I'd like you to meet my dear guest, Princess Ayanokoji."

I smiled and greeted her. She gave me a sickenly sweet smile. I could tell it wasn't genuine. "Hello, Nessa." The way she said my name seemed to be a warning. As if she was saying, 'Don't get too close to my Tamaki. Or else.' I decided it was best just to avoid eye contact. Unfortunately, like most things involving the Host Club, it wasn't easy to do.

I was pretty surprised Tamaki didn't notice the tension between Ayanokoji and me. He was really just making it worse with all the attention he was giving me. Ayanokoji glared at me every time Tamaki wasn't looking. If looks could kill, I'd have died a brutal death multiple times over.

She gave me the worsts looks when Tamaki had his back turned to her and was going on about how 'I'll fall for him soon' and that 'I look so cute whenever I do this.' Ayanokoji looked as if she were going to murder me, when Tamaki hugged me. He seemed to be convinced his wacked out reality of me being his daughter was real. When you think about it, it's kind of creepy that I'm his 'daughter,' yet he says I'll fall for him soon. I guess that's Tamaki for you.

"Nessa-Chan!" The third-year I remembered as Honey, pulled me away from Tamaki, leaving him with a sad look on his face. Of course Ayanokoji snarled at me as I left. I couldn't help feeling like someone was watching as all this happened. I looked around. And no. It's official, I'm going crazy.

"Nessa-Chan! Do you want some cake? How about some tea! Or maybe you'd like to hold Usa-Chan!"

He pulled me over to another group of girls and jumped into another hosts lap. He was tall and didn't seem to talk much. He rarely associated with the girls, I observed. He must've been the other third-year, Mori, that Haruhi had told me about.

"Nessa-Chan! Let's have cake! Do you like sweets?"

He looked at me with big, pleading brown eyes.

"Well, I suppose a piece won't hurt." How could I refuse, he's just too cute!

"Yay!"

He gave me, and all the other girls, a piece of strawberry cake. Before I took a bite, he ran over to me and snatched the strawberry of the top of my cake, popped it into his mouth and giggled. I couldn't believe this guy was a third year!

I suddenly remembered my initial goal here. I glanced at the twins and realized Kaoru was looking at me. Well, that's an improvement from earlier. Maybe I'll be able to talk to him at least.

"Nessa-Chan! Aren't you going to eat your cake?"

"Huh? Oh uh yeah!" I took a bite. Wow, it was good. I realized why Honey liked sweets so much. The Host Club spared no expense when it came to food.

Kaoru's POV

"Hikaru, look over there, at the entrance." I pointed at the girl Hikaru and I had been avoiding for the past 12 hours.

"I know, just ignore her, it's worked for the majority of the day."

I sighed, Hikaru didn't get it, "You can't just keep running away from her. She's in our class after all."

He didn't respond. I knew he was upset. I guess it made sense. He cared for Nessa a lot, and now he thinks she wants nothing to do with him, when in reality she probably just wants to figure out what's going on. I knew she really didn't care for the Host Club, so she must've really wanted to talk to us. I was open to talking, I was sure she would understand that it was all a misunderstanding, but would Hikaru? Nessa was walking over in our direction. What was I supposed to say? How would Hikaru react?

"My beautiful little princess! I'm so glad you're here!"

I watched as the Boss embraced Nessa and led her over to Ayanokoji. I watched as Ayanokoji gave Nessa some of the meanest looks I'd ever seen. My fists clenched up, I was angry. Nessa didn't do anything to her! I couldn't help it, I wanted to defend Nessa, yet I knew if I did, everyone would be either angry or confused with me. Especially Hikaru. He wanted me to avoid Nessa until everything 'blew over' as he put it. Still, I wanted to help her, I think I know why, but-

"Kaoru?" My twin waved a hand in front of my face, "You seem a little bit out of it. Are you feeling okay?"

Am I feeling okay? If you count feeling mad, dizzy, and guilty all at the same time, then yes. But I wouldn't say that. I wouldn't want to worry Hikaru even more than he already was. Plus it would ruin my plan which, I realized, was quickly backfiring.

Real quick, this story does not follow the anime in any way shape or form, so please don't ask me why Ayanokoji is allowed back in the Host Club. I just felt it was needed for this chapter.

Hang in there my fellow Otakus!