Kuro: Yo! Exams are coming and I know I haven't been updating much but I hope to be able to put up a lot more chapters for all three of my fanfics when summer holiday comes! Hope you don't hate me for the slow rate this is going in, but apparently, I'm a shame to my family and am not able to use the computer unless I'm going ninja. Thank You!

Kurochibara: Should I do the disclaimer...?

Kuro: Yeah! Go ahead!

Kurochibara: Um...Kuro does not own anyone from 'Ouran high school Host Club' but me and the plot.

Kuro: Oh! And this episode is based on episode 8 of the anime!But it's not exact and I've made a few changes here and there with the story as well as my writing style so it seems a bit more optimistic... Here comes chapter 7: Off to the beach!

~Friday, end of the Day~

The bell had just rung signalling it was time to return home. Kurochibara made her way through the crowd trying her best to not attract attention, but as usual, lady luck was not on her side. Before she managed to weave her way to the gate, she was kidnapped by a blur of two gingers. They dragged her to a limo that awaited them outside and threw her in, sitting down on either side of her as the car immediately starts up. Kuro glances around to find that Haruhi has also been abducted. They were driven to the Hitachins household and were forced into the house by the twins without having any time to think. They both found themselves in front of a whole lot of mannequins in female swimsuits. This scene was what caused something in kurochibaras mind.
'Is this that episode at the beach...Or the water park...? So this is merely the beginning of the anime, I hope I haven't changed the plot in any way...' She thought.

"You both have to choose a swimsuit to wear for the trip~! We shall leave you to the maids~!" They announced and skipped off happily
"Wait!" Kuro yelled causing them to turn to her, "What trip are you talking about?!" She asked. She may have known whet was going on but she needed proof.
"Why to the beach of course!" Hikaru chirped.
" Kyoya owns a private resort there and we'll be staying there overnight~!" Kaoru sang.
'So it is the beach after all...but...didn't it go a little differently...? Or is it because I'm here..."
"Will you give us time to pack at home then?" Haruhi asked.
"Of course!" The older twin said.
"But you have to chose a swimsuit!" The other added.

Fast Forward

They were at the private resort owned by the Ootoris...As...Hosts to the customers who were invited for the day since Kyoya thought 'Hey! We can get money out of this!' Everyone was in their positions with their customers swooning all over them, Kuro wasn't an exception. She sat under the same shade as Haruhi in a black turtle neck top and baggy khaki green pants tucked under combat boots. She refused to show any more skin than necessary or else she might have a whole lot of explaining to do. After all, scars are disgusting things of the past that she wasn't prepared to bring up. This did, however, result in her having to make up the sorry excuse of having 'Very sensitive skin to UV Rays no matter how much sun cream is used' and she continued to repeat it as many times as she needed, hoping for the questions to recede. She had stayed under that same umbrella and sent off the customers she got to enjoy themselves as she watched them from afar. Haruhi left to go pick the crabs. It was about this time that they were probably trying to figure out her weakness while Kuro continued to relax under the setting sun and shade. She hadn't moved at all and absolutely loved the scene and peacefulness she felt. Who knows how long this will last? So she decided to enjoy it as it ends.

"Kuro-kun! Kuro!" A girl came running and panting. She pointed behind her. " H-hah...Haruhi-kun is in t-trouble..." Kuro immediately knew what was going on and nodded, telling the girl to fetch the rest of the host club. She ran past her towards the cliff that was beginning to show more clearly. She sped up, taking long and fast strides to reach her target. Luckily she reached in time to punch one of them in the face. He stumbled back holding his nose as it bled.
"You B**** !" He screeched as he lunged at her. With her experience, she could take them on, but it would be difficult with her being out numbered. 3 were enough, but 5? As long as she tried right? 'Never give up' is what her sensei told her, as well as so many animes that she had watched. She side stepped pulling his right arm and tripping him over with her foot. She looked at Haruhi who was hanging on to the arms that held her collar. He was just about to drop her. Kuros eyes widened as he let go, pushing the brunette off the cliff. The tan girl never felt this much fear before. Fear of losing someone who had accepted her. Her heart beat against her chest. Her body was about to jump after her but she was grabbed from behind. Haruhi fell. Nearly reaching the sea, but not before a tall blonde jumped after her. Relieved, Kuro looked towards her captor. It was the thug she punched. The rest ran off. He flipped her over and grabbed her collar, picking her up over the cliff.
" I won't run until I pay you back for this! The same way as that puny boy! But this time, no one's going to come after you!" He growled. Kuro looked under her, only to see the sea. She didn't know how to swim. She never learnt. She never could. Him letting her go would be her death. But she couldn't die. She refused to. Not before she understood what this 'love' was. Not before she finds out why she was born this way. So she did the first thing that came to mind. She grabbed his collar and jerked her head back before slamming it into his face. He stumbled once again holding his face, groaning in pain while she was hanging on to dear life at the edge of the cliff. With steady breaths, she climbed up, placing one foot after the other and sat breathlessly at the top. She looked down to see Tamaki carrying Haruhi out of the water, then looked back to find her aggressor gone. Sighing heavily, she jogged back to the others, walking with them back to the villa.
Her head thumping.
Her heart beating.
Never has she felt fear of losing something dear to her.
It was worse than the fear of leaving the living.
Worse than the hatred directed towards her.
Both physically and mentally.

However, she walked with them.

Feeling incomplete. She wanted their attention too.

She wanted for them to worry for her too.

She lift her hand slowly,touching the space under her nose. It was bleeding.

She looked back at the group as they continued to walk further, and further away. All worrying about Haruhi. Scolding her as a family.

As she was left behind.

Bleeding.

Hurt.

Unnoticed.

An emotionless facade in her entire being.

Was this what they call 'selfishness'?

Was she becoming what she least wanted to be?

A person who yearned for attention?

Is this how people feel when they don't get enough of it?

She chuckled painfully, looking down.

The world spinning around her.

Gravity seemed to get stronger as she fell deeper into the darkest pits of the abyss.

The sand nearing her view.

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Kuro: Um...yeah...so...I may or may not have rushed this a little...I just wanted to get this outta the way... I hope you liked it though! I added a bit of sarcasm there as well, since that's been going through the roof these days.

Kurochibara: H...How could you do that to me!

Kuro: Do what? Put you in a life n' Death situation? Make your nosebleed? Falling Unconscious?

Kurochibara: Turn me into an attention seeker of course!

Kuro: Well, You're human too! I need to slowly add some type of emotion into you as this goes by!

Kurochibara: Hmph! Well anyways...Please comment what you think. Constructive criticisms are welcome but any flames will not be tolerated.