Hoped you like the chapter, Please R&R

Chapter 6

Sakura couldn't believe to herself about why they were at her door. For a moment, they all stood there in silence, till Ichigo starting pressing buttons on his electronic notebook.

"Well you see Sakura, your data profile was in the database that connects directly to my computer," Ichigo said with a laptop in his hands. "With our club president missing in action at the moment, we must decide on a manager before he comes back. Club policy, you see."

They sound like a bunch of stalkers. What have I gotten myself into?

Moka seemed unimpressed as she scanned through the house at the door entrance. "What a small place. It feels so cramped."

"Who is the child in your arms?" Kakashi asked curiously, walking up to Sakura and staring at a smiling Keeto. Keeto held out his hands out at Kakashi and Kakashi stroked Keeto's hair.

"How cute," Takashi said peeping over Kakashi's shoulder.

"Who does he belong to?" asked Toga peering over Kakashi's other shoulder.

"I knew this house looked familiar," Ichigo said with his arms crossed. "A nice apartment for three."

Sakura bowed her head in embarrassment. "Why…?"

"I told you that if I came back, I would be ushered out of the place. It doesn't even matter I'm his son. He loves them instead of his own blood." Raiko sighed in the back of the group. He had his hand behind his head. "I don't even want to stay anyway. Too cramped." He walked around Sakura, pointing at the baby in her arms. "So this is her place? And whose baby is that?"

"It's mine," said Nami as she walked up to Sakura and took Keeto from her hands. Nami looked at the host club cautiously as she turned Keeto away from them.

"I notice you aren't married, miss Judai," Ichigo said, noticing the lack of a ring on her hand. "I know in this day and age it is a common thing, but still…" Nami flinched for a second but kept her composure.

"Who are these people?" Nami whispered in Sakura's ear. "Why are they acting so weird?"

"So what?" Raiko said behind her. Nami screamed loudly and Keeto slipped from her arms. Kazuya jumped then divednand caught the baby before he hit the ground.

"Raiko…" Kazuya mumbled in an annoyed tone. Kazuya put Keeto back in Nami's arms and placed both hands on Raiko's shoulders. He gave him with a concerned look, although Raiko did his best to avoid Kazuya's gaze.

"I'm sorry," Raiko apologised to Nami, his tone was dejected as his gaze lowered to the ground.

"Let's go in if you don't mind, Sakura?" Ichigo suggested to her. Sakura nodded curiously, still looking at Raiko and Kazuya. "We must get started on the issue at hand."

"Of course," Sakura said as she held the door open – Kazuya and Raiko stayed outside to end whatever they were going through.

As the rest of the club walked in, their mouths dropped.

"It's so small," Kakashi said in awe.

"I can't believe the boss is missing out on this," Takashi seemed thrilled.

"I think it's nice," said Toga, clearly enjoying what he was seeing. His two brothers raised their eyebrows in puzzlement.

"You do?" Toga looked down and scoffed his feet.

"Yep, I do." Sakura stared at the triplets, who were still looking at each other with shocked expressions. Then they cried and hugged each other, saying sorry for getting angry.

"Do I even want to know?" Sakura asked Ichigo, who sat himself down at the table and took out his laptop.

"No, you will find they act like that a lot," Ichigo replied as he was typing away. "It's been like that for a while now."

Rukia mumbled, looking around. "It's not too shabby for a commoner flat."

"It feels so dreary in here; I feel sorry for that child," Moka sighed as they both sat on the couch.

As Sakura made some coffee, the Host Club looked around the place. It was a small apartment, plain, three bedrooms. It was decent enough to live in. Nami groaned as she sat on a chair, placing Keeto on her lap, her hands going to rub the lower region of her back.

"Are you okay, miss?" Kakashi asked her with some interest.

"Your back is sore?" Takashi continued, watching Nami closely.

"Oh dear," observed Toga as his neck propped to the side to watch her.

"I'm fine," Nami said as she shifted in her seat.

"If you want I can recommend a doctor to check what is troubling you," Ichigo said, not looking away from the computer. "I will ring, free of charge. Of course Sakura will have to pay it off but still… It should take away some pain."

"I'm fine," Nami muttered. She stood up and took Keeto to her bedroom, shutting the door with a loud thud. Sakura walked in and gave all of her guests a cup of coffee.

Kakashi inspected it thoroughly. "So, this is the famous commoner coffee?"

"It looks so plain," Takashi whined. "Why would father be so interested in this stuff?"

"Hey, you stole my line!" Toga hit his brother on the head.

Commoner coffee? Sakura thought. What is wrong with these rich people?

"So. What happened with the father of your nephew?" Ichigo said whilst taking a sip of his coffee. "I presume something happened?"

Sakura sat down on a spare chair. "Well, yes. But aren't you here to talk about a new manager instead of my family?"

"Yes we are," an extremely pissed off Raiko said, coming in with his arms crossed. Sakura couldn't help but wonder whether he really was just in middle school and got stuck in the Club. Kazuya came in closely behind Raiko, mumbling something under his breath.

"Indeed," Ichigo said as he turned his chair around to face everyone. They all stared in anticipation.

He looks more like the president than Kaito does.

Ichigo continued in all seriousness. "Since our president isn't here due to… Whatever he is doing, we must decide on our own."

They brainstormed for about an hour or so, thinking of possible candidates for managing their club. Nobody seemed to match their thoughts and standards, leaving a frustrated atmosphere behind.

"No one suits us," Kakashi complained loudly.

"They are all boring," Takashi said, leaning on Kakashi.

"What a pain this is." Toga was resting his head on Kakashi's lap.

"I miss the boss," the three of them said in unison.

"If we don't find someone, miss Renge is going to decide," Raiko said annoyed, leaning back at in his chair. Kazuya just looked at him and Raiko glared back.

"When we are going home, we are having a talk," Kazuya told Raiko who sighed loudly at him.

"I think I got one more," Sakura said, nervously watching the tension between Raiko and Kazuya. The entire Host Club stared at her. "They are quite good with this sort of stuff."

"Just say it!" They screamed altogether.

"It is…"

End of Chapter