Yuki woke up late again, but she sprinted to school. She made the bell, but literally passed out when she sat down from exhaustion. She had a nice nap through class, and she failed a test. What fun! Her mother didn't care. No one cared about her.
Hikaru and Karou woke her by poking her with a pen.
"Ehh!? What time is it!?" Yuki cried, sitting upright.
"Time for you to get a watch." They both said in unison. Yuki rolls her eyes and looks at the clock on the wall. She notices the time and screams.
"I'm late!" She screams and runs out the door.
"You're late for the ball! Come on, Yuki!" The twins catch up and grab both of her arms. They tugged her back, and she struggled. Her efforts were useless, so she begged to leave.
"I'm serious, guys! I have to go! Please! I need to!" She cried. She stomps on their toes and breaks free.
"Hey! Get back here!" They called. Yuki jumps out an open window and grabs on an ivy vine. She swings around the corner and into another room. Yuki manages to escape and dashes down the hall. When she rounds the corner, she smacks right into Kyoya.
"You seem to have a habit of running into things." He smirked. Yuki rolled her eyes.
"I'm in a hurry." She groans.
"To the ball, I suppose." He puts out there.
"You can't control me. I'm not going to your stupid ball. I got a game to go to." Yuki says, trying to step around him. He moves and blocks her path. "Dude! Move it!"
"Remember, you're in a debt." He reminded. Yuki gritted her teeth. "Now, I suggest you go to the ball instead of a game."
"Look, Ootori!" Yuki yells, pushing Kyoya up against a wall. "Instead of giving orders, you're going to listen to me now! Quit blackmailing everyone in your life, you sick creep! It just shows that your not a nice person and no one would want to be around you! You're mean and I just can't stand that! I'll pay off the damn debt if you just get off my damn back!" Yuki screams. She drops him and runs off to her ballgame.
Yuki arrives in the bathroom near the softball field. The concession stands smelled of hot dogs and ballgame foods. She quickly changed out of her dreaded Ouran uniform and into her softball uniform. She sighed, and grabbed her lucky bat, Lucky (such a creative name, isn't it?). She puts her matching cap on her head, and lowers it so it was hard to see her face.
"Yuki! You're here!" Coach said gladly. He brings me into a group talk. He told us that we've had a great year and we've made it this far. "But now, we've got to give it our all, tonight! What are we?"
"Dragons!"
"What do Dragons do?" He asked.
"Fight to the finish and give it their all!"
"Good. Let's go team. Put your hands in the middle and chant dragons on three." He ordered, putting his hand in the middle for the girls' softball team. Yuki wore the shorter shorts because she was actually a girl. Yuki was the last to place her hand on the pile of hands.
"1…2…3…! We are Dragons! We are Dragons! We are Dragons!" They chanted. The group dispersed and got into places. Dragons were on the outfield. Yuki went way outfield for those who hit far.
The Dragons were playing against the Wildcats. The first batter took a couple of practice swings, and then the pitcher threw the ball. First strike. The pitcher tosses the ball again, and the bat slams hard against the ball. The ball is pushed back far outfield. It flies towards Yuki and she catches it in a whim. The player is out before they could reach second base.
Yuki chucks the ball back at the pitcher. The pitcher catches with ease. The next Wildcat batter is up. Yuki takes a deep breath and catches a few figures. She couldn't make them out because night had fallen, so the only lights were the blinding lights that lit up the field. She ignores the figures and lowers her cap.
The ball is thrown. The second batter hits the ball the first time. It flies across the field and lands next to Yuki, who dove after it. She hurries and grabs the ball. She throws the ball to second base, but the batter is already running home. Second base throws the ball directly to the catcher. There is a cloud of dust. When it clears, the ball is on the batter, who slid. His foot didn't touch Home Base. The Dragon side of the crowd goes wild. Yuki notices more and more figures drawing near the crowd. She wonders what they are doing and grows nervous. She feared that they were kidnappers, out to get her!
Batter number three hits the ball and gets to second. The game flies by. The Wildcats have 10 points, and the Dragons have 0. But now, it's three strikes for the Wildcats. The two teams switches sides. The coach calls Moka up to bat. Moka gets to third base easily. Yuki's team members whiz through the game, and she doesn't get up to bat.
It's the bottom of the seventh inning. The bases are loaded. The game is tied, 30-30. In the entire game, Yuki isn't called to bat once. There are two outs for the Dragons, and all but Yuki and Daiki are run-down. Daiki was always the best player on their team.
"Yuki! You're up!" The coash calls. Yuki's time to shine. She gets up from the bench and grabs Lucky. She does a few practice swings, then steps up to the plate. The first ball is thrown.
"Yeah! Go Yuki, Go! Let's go, Yuki!" Yuki turned to see the Host Club on the bleachers, cheering. The ball misses Yuki by inches. They were wearing tuxedos and apparently. Yuki growled under her breath.
"Time out!" Yuki shouted. She stormed over to the fence and gripped it tightly. "What the hell are you guys doing here!?" She demanded.
"We came to your softball game!" Tamaki says.
"You refused to come to our ball, so we brought it to you." Kyoya said. Yuki. An anime vein pops on her head.
"I told you to get off my damn back. Now go back to your stupid ball!" She snapped, rattling the fence. She storms off, back to the base. "On time." She tells the Umpire.
"Play ball!" He bellows. The second ball is thrown, and Yuki misses. She knew that if she misses the last one, then it's over. Yuki takes a deep breath. The pitcher throws the ball at her. Lucky slams the ball, and it goes flying. The outfielders are racing to catch it. Yuki drops Lucky and starts sprinting to the bases. She dashes past first…second… The outfielders can't catch up to the ball. Third… The ball went out of the park! And she's home! Yuki passes home base, and tries to slow. She ends up hitting the fence. She's gasping for breath, as sweat dripped on her brows. She looks up at the scoreboard. The score is 34-30! Behind Yuki were the four team members that were on the bases. They cheered for her! Her entire team was cheering for her.
Yuki felt proud of herself. She turns, and notices the Host Club still there. They, along with the crowd, cheered madly for her. She lowers her cap and looks away. Her coach comes up to her.
"That's my girl!" He said, patting Yuki on the back. She lowers her head and tears begin to drop from her eyes. No one has ever said that. She doesn't have a dad or mom to say "my girl."
"Huh? Yuki-san, why are you crying?" One of my teammates asked. Yuki looks up and plasters a smile on her face.
"I'm just so happy that we won!" She lies.
"Hmm." Kyoya mumbles under his breath.
"Hm? What is it, Kyoya-sempai?" Haruhi asked the Dark Lord.
"Yuki is not a bad liar." He admits. Haruhi was surprised.
"What do you mean? Isn't she crying tears of joy?" Haruhi thought Yuki was crying tears of joy. It wouldn't make any sense if she was crying tears of sadness. Kyoya chuckles.
"Sure, sure." Kyoya replied. Haruhi looks around and doesn't see Ikeda-sama anywhere. Then it hit Haruhi. Was Yuki-kun sad that her mother didn't show up? Haruhi thought.
The coach gave the team each a championship trophy to take home. Yuki clutched hers tightly.
Yuki leaves, running home. She wanted to avoid conflict with the Host Club.
"I don't believe them! They have some nerve following me! God, I hope they die in a bloody hole!" She grumbles. (Author: I decided as a joke to make Yuki British when she's angry. She gets an accent and talks like she's actually British. She's mostly Japanese, but her father is British. No offense intended to those who are British!) "Wankers… Bloody prats…" She storms home, still crying at what her coach said. She couldn't believe how emotionally vulnerable she is now!
Daichi is at work. Yuki's mom and Akina are with Michio, who is getting his award. Yuki was used being home alone, but because of this, she has been scarred for life when she was little.
As Yuki made herself Ramen noodles, her cell phone buzzed. She looks at the caller ID and doesn't recognize it. She flips it open and answers.
"Hello?"
"Shouldn't you be at a ball right now?" Kyoya's voice asked. Yuki screamed and dropped her phone for the 50th time. She picks it back.
"Damn you, Kyoya! Where the hell did you get my number!?" Yuki demanded.
"I have my ways." Yuki grabs a pillow from the living room and screams in it.
"I'm not going to your damn ball!" She snaps.
"If you don't come, I'll have to send my men to come and get you. At your house." He threatens. Yuki doesn't want anyone to come to her house. She's way too embarrassed.
"Fine! I'll right over. But don't expect me there soon because those bloody twins broke my bloody bike!" She yells in British. She hangs up her phone, and eats her Ramen noodles as she runs out the door. Yuki has developed this talent of eating and running because she keeps oversleeping.
Yuki arrives late. The Host Club members were wearing expensive tuxedos and were entertaining the ladies.
"Did you think you could get away from us so easily?" The twins asked. "And what is up with that British accent?" Hikaru asked. "You sound like a girl when you do so." Karou added. Yuki rolled her eyes as she is being dragged into another room.
"Yuki! This is a ball! Not another ball game! Why are you still wearing your uniform!?" Tamaki cried, grabbed Yuki's shirt.
"I told you I don't have anything nice to wear. I don't even want to be here in the first place. Can I go home now?" Yuki asked.
"But Yuki-chan! You can't go home now! The party just started!" Hunny-sempai cried out to her, tugging her arm.
"Hey! Would everyone quit touching me!?" Yuki exclaims. Tamaki snaps his fingers.
"Hikaru! Karou!" He calls.
"Got it!" The twins grab Yuki's wrists.
"Hey, what are you—" They carry her off into another room.
"Kyoya! My hair stylist!" Tamaki points to him. Kyoya smirks, as he dials.
"You just noticed how bad his hair was cut?" He asked. Tamaki ignored him.
"Mori-sempai, go out and get him a tuxedo!" Mori-sempai nodded, and then ran off.
"What about me, Tama-chan?" Hunny-sempai asks, all cute.
"Hunny! Go eat some cake!" Tamaki answers. Hunny is sitting at a table alone with Usa-chan and cake.
"It's just you and me again, Usa-chan." He pouts. Meanwhile, Hikaru and Karou show Yuki a brand new black tuxedo.
"Here! Change into this tuxedo!" The twins told her in unison.
"What!? But why!? That might not even fit!" Yuki protested.
"Don't ask questions!" They replied, pouncing on her.
"What!? Okay, fine! I'll change! Get out you pervs!" She shouts, shoving them out on the ground. After a moment, it fitted her almost perfectly. It was a little big, but she ignored it. "Um, guys? Are you out there?" She asked.
"Are you done yet?" Tamaki asked. Yuki pushes aside the curtain to reveal herself. The ball (officially) began. And all of hell in Yuki's world broke loose. She was dancing all night long with all the girls after the Host Club gave their introduction. Yuki had learned how to dance when she was little because of her neighbors. Yuki didn't mind dancing with the girls, but she wished that she was home, watching movies and maybe inviting her real friends who don't care about where she lives.
After dancing with her twentieth girl, Yuki sighs and collapses in a chair.
"I'm beat." She tells herself.
"Well, why don't you get something to eat? We've got quiet a spread." Kyoya suggested, coming up out of nowhere. That perked up Yuki.
"Do you have ribs? Fried chicken? Bacon? Ham? Steak? Pork?" Yuki asked hungrily.
"We only have food that accommodates with the ball. Would you like some fancy tuna?" He asks.
"I hate fish. Fish are friends not food. Anyway, if you don't have any meat, I'm outta here. This has nothing to do with my quota anyway." Yuki said, leaving. "I'll return the suit tomorrow."
"If you leave, you're debt will be doubled." Damn these rich people… Yuki thought as she turned around.
"I already danced with twenty girls already! I'm tired." Yuki protested. "How much longer do I have to stay?"
"We've got twenty minutes before the party's climax. That's when Tamaki will give his kiss to the lucky girl. Hmm… a little accident could make the party quite thrilling." Kyoya answered.
"You sick person!" Yuki cried. And so the party went on. Yuki continued to dance with at least fifteen more girls, and she was sure her feet would fall off. Not to mention she has to walk home.
Finally, the girls requested for the Host Club members to dance with each other because they wanted to see yaoi. Yuki laughed at the thought, but went along with it.
"Haruhi, do you want to dance for the heck of it?" Yuki asked Haruhi. Tamaki was frozen behind her with his hand extended outward, trying to get her.
"Sure. Unless you have a problem with it, Sempai." Haruhi says, glaring at Tamaki.
"Well, you know the crowd wants what the crowd wants." Tamaki replied, calming down and straightening up. So Yuki danced with Haruhi, Hikaru with Karou, Mori with Hunny, and Mommy with Daddy. The crowd went entirely fan girl, increasing profits for the club (making Kyoya a happy man).
And so, the dance was over and Yuki gasps.
"Yuki-kun? What's wrong?" Haruhi asked. Yuki drops her hands.
"You're a girl, aren't you?" Yuki asked, in almost a whisper.