"How…how…dare yeh!" She cried, slurring her words. She was angry and drunk. "Yeh think yeh can talk tah yer broders like dat!" Yuki said nothing. "Answah meh!"
"Yes. Yes I can." She replied bravely.
"Yeh ungradeful brat!" She spat. Yuki did not care what she said. She was drunk and has been calling Yuki this since she was born. "Yukehh… Bring meh mah cigarettes…" Yuki went to the kitchen and opened the drawer for cigarettes. She grabbed a pack and, out of habit, tossed them to her mother. It hit her in the face.
"Yukeh! My cigarettes!" She cried. Yuki picked them up off the floor but did not give it to her. She remembered something someone said a while ago.
"Mom, I've got to get you to bed. When you're drunk, I have to lay you down on your side." She explained.
"Don't ya tell meh what tah do! I'll lay down if I wanna lay down!" She snapped. Yuki began to pull on her arm towards the stairs. Like a pouting child, she tugged her arm away.
"C'mon, mom!" Yuki pulled harder. Her mom sat down on the floor.
"Nooo! No, Yukehh!"
"C'mon, mom! Up the stairs! Almost there!" She dragged her mom towards the stairs.
"Mah cigarettes!"
"You're not allowed to smoke while you're drunk mom. That's not good for you."
"I ain't drunk! Yeh drunk!" She cried. She began to flail her body around, slipping from Yuki's grasp and she began to beat Yuki. Yuki endured every blow, but it didn't seem to stop. When it did, she fled. Yuki chased her drunk mom around the house and she tackled her. Her mom began to beat Yuki again, bashing on her head. Yuki slumped against the wall, exhausted and light-headed.
This is exactly how the rest of the night was. Akina was hiding in her room like Yuki instructed her to do when their mom was drunk. Yuki was chasing her mom around the house, hiding the liquor and cigarettes from her. Whenever they ever made contact, Yuki's mom began to beat her. Finally, Yuki's mom threw up and Yuki caught her. She managed to drag her mom up the stairs and locked her in her room, unable to do much more.
Yuki crawled into her cold bed and fell asleep instantly. Only to be woken up minutes later by the alarm clock. She groaned and hit the snooze button. It went off again nine minutes later. She hit the snooze button half the morning. She didn't have the energy to do much more.
Then the doorbell rang with what felt like a million times until it burned itself out. Yuki could hear a lot of voices, but the most annoying sound was the alarm. She has had it. She grabbed the alarm clock, ripping it out of the outlet and she threw it out her window, which so happened to be open. There was a howl of pain from below, indicating she hit someone. Yuki finally found the energy to drag herself out of bed and to the front door. She opened the door to bright sunlight and the Host Club.
She groaned. "What?"
"She's alive!" The twins cried.
"Guys, you shouldn't wake her. She looks exhausted." Haruhi protested.
"But we have the Host Club afterschool! She can't miss that!" Tamaki cried.
"Plus, class is so boring with no one's face to draw on." The twins added.
"Who's gonna eat cake with me?" Hunny wailed. Yuki slammed the doors in their faces and made her way to the lumpy couch. She collapsed on it, all her energy abandoning her.
The door swung open and the Host Club entered. They looked around the place, and then surrounded Yuki's sleeping body. They started to poke her repeatedly. Yuki was going to snap. She had never felt so much hatred for the Host Club. She just wanted a few hours of sleep. Was that too much to ask? Finally, she rose, keeping her head down. The Host Club applauded in their accomplishment, but they noticed a dark aura around Yuki.
"You bloody bastards…" She began in her British accent.
"Uh-oh!" The twins yelped.
"All I wanted was a few hours of sleep! But you guys decided to barge into my bloody house and wake me up! Can't you guys for once just leave me alone and keep me out of this! I don't want to be apart of your bloody club! I hate it! I hate it! Hate it! Hate it! I hate each and every one of you for disrespecting me and my privacy! And now that you've disturbed me and kept me from my sleep, I think I'll get my revenge!" She screamed. When she looked up, she stared at them with the coldest gaze she could muster. Then a wild look came in her eye and in her hand was a random, sharp kitchen knife. She licked it.
The Host Club screamed in terror and ran away as far as they could from the house. Yuki was on the floor, laughing. She couldn't stop for ten minutes. But when she did, she just crawled back into bed and fell asleep.
Yuki slept the entire day. The Host Club didn't dare try to reapproach her. But when Yuki returned to school the next day, everyone acted as though nothing had happened. When the Host Club was open for business, Kyoya was looking quite smug but kept to himself behind his clipboard and laptop.
"Oh, Yuki! Where were you yesterday?"
"Were you sick?"
"I should've brought you some soup!" Yuki had to face this all day with each and every girl she had to entertain. She handled it well though.
"I'm fine. I just had some business to take care of." She smiled innocently, and the girls died and went to heaven.
"Oh, Yuki!"
"You're so noble!"
"We want to see you everyday!"
Yuki just winged the rest of it. It went well, but Yuki could not believe that these were actual school girls acted this way. But Yuki went along with it. She knew that if she didn't, her quota would go up. She couldn't afford accidents anymore. Daichi's reminder hung in the back of her mind. Yuki sighed after the last costumer left for the day and leaned back on a golden chair (still not believing it!)
The chair was suddenly turned around and she became face to face with Hikaru and Kaoru.
"We want to talk to you." Hikaru began.
"What now?"
"What was your middle school?" Kaoru asked.
"My middle school? What kind of question is that?"
"Just answer the question!" Hikaru snapped. Yuki glared at him.
"I don't think that is of importance to you."
"She went to Public Yotsuba Junior High School." Kyoya said without looking up from his laptop.
"Why'd you tell them that!?" Yuki snapped, rushing over to him, hitting him on the head.
"Someone had to." Yuki glared at him and stalked away, back to Hikaru and Karou.
"Where were you on the day of Friday, the 13th of May?" Hikaru questioned.
"I don't remember! Why are you asking all of these questions?" Yuki shot back.
"You were at our middle school and humiliated us!" Hikaru answered angrily. And then Yuki remembered. That day, she met twin redheaded boys who were picking on a girl.
"Humiliated? Humiliated!?" She screamed, her accent rising in her tone.
"Now, now, no need to yell. Daddy will sort things out and make things right!" Tamaki said, stepping in.
"Yeah! You go, Tama-chan!" Hunny cheered with Usa-chan.
"You stay out of this!" Yuki hissed. Hunny ran crying to Mori and Tamaki sat in a corner.
"You want to talk about humiliation, do you!? How many girls have you set up? How many hearts have you broken for fun!? I know exactly what you did, Hikaru Hitachiin! You humiliated girls for fun! I think you deserve a little taste of our own medicine!" Yuki was shaking from pure anger. She was sweating and out of breath. Then she ran out the door.
Meanwhile, Kyoya had stopped typing from his laptop and looked up at the twins.
"Hikaru, Kaoru, was Yuki wearing make-up?" Kyoya asked. "I thought I saw some of it come off when she was sweating and there was a bruise."
"Like I care." Hikaru stormed out of the room.
"Hikaru!" Kaoru ran after his brother.
"I think you're right, Kyoya-sempai." Haruhi agreed.
"Let's give her a surprise attack tomorrow!" Tamaki declared. But the next day, Yuki ditched the Host Club. Tamaki's bucket of water prank happened on a customer, who was really angry because she just had her hair done. After a scolding from Haruhi, she was given extra treatment. Unfortunately, she was one of Yuki's regulars. Her mood did not improve.
Tamaki never tried again with the bucket trick, but Yuki returned the following day. She refused to speak to either Hikaru or Kaoru.
"Yuki-chan! Would you like to eat some cake today?" Hunny asked innocently, hugging Usa-chan and was sitting on Mori's shoulders. Yuki wasn't all that hungry, but it was free food so she accepted.
"Yay!" Hunny cheered. They sat at a table and ate cake.
"This is delicious! What kind of cake is it?" Yuki asked.
"Rainbow kind!" Hunny replied. Yuki continued to eat the cake, but then she froze. She began to hyperventilate. "Yuki-chan? What's wrong?" Yuki started to sweat heavily and her breaths became short and quick.
"Are there…any…apples…in this cake…?" She asked, starting to shake uncontrollably.
"Yeah, there are! And sugar and icing and—"
"Mitsukuni, I don't think she wants to know the rest of the ingredients." Mori cut in.
"She's allergic to apples!" Haruhi cried, rushing to her aid. Yuki shook her head, feeling her throat to begin to swell as she struggled to breath.
"What do we do? What do we do?" The twins ran around screaming. Yuki's vision began to darken, she knew death was sweeping over her, ready to take her. But she felt herself being scooped into warm, strong arms and was rushed out. Then everything went black for her, as she prepared for death.