Kyoya left the store in his limo, and Yuki began to walk home, avoiding the alley. But there were police sirens ringing in her ears. She froze where she was, looking around, and finally diving into a bush to see what was happening. The cars stopped on the side of the street. There was some yelling and swearing. Yuki crept out of the bush and down the sidewalk. Taking the chance, she peered around the corner.
"You! You snitch! You little snitch! You sold us out!" Sakura screamed at her, as Sakura was struggling against policemen, as was the rest of the group.
"I hate you!"
"She robbed the store!"
"It was her!" The group was trying to turn it against Yuki, but the policemen put handcuffs on each of them. Sakura was being shoved into a car, but she leapt out, only to be shoved back in, cursing.
"I'm going to get you for this, Ikeda! You better remember this as your greatest regret of your entire life! I know where you sleep! I'm going to get of jail and get you! You're dead! You hear me? Dead!" The door slammed shut and the police cars drove away. Yuki was shaking with fear. She had never been so afraid in her life. She could run away. But she'd never last out there without money. Money was the key to society. Without it, you're nothing.
Yuki walked home, slower than a slug. She was crying, scared for Akina or any one of her family getting hurt because of her. She had to leave. It was the only way. She didn't want anyone to get hurt because she was a coward.
Yuki spent that night playing video games, trying to beat her high score as she hugged her old stuffed Pikachu. She noticed a tear in her Pikachu's arm. To keep herself busy, she fixed the sleeve on her uniform. She refused to think anymore about the future. All she was going to think about was beating these high scores. She couldn't sleep. If she slept, they would come and get her and her family. Everything was against her now. Like Daichi said, we cannot afford accidents now.
The next morning, she covered up the dark bags under her eyes and the bruises. She gave herself a once over, and then went off to school. But when she opened the door to Music Room Three, roses petals flew past her to reveal the Host Club in Halloween costumes. The room was decorated in orange and black, and all of the furniture was gone, making it look like a ballroom.
Tamaki was dressed as a vampire prince, the twins were dressed up as wolves, Hunny was dressed up as a mad scientist with Mori as Frankenstein, Haruhi was a little witch (wearing a wig so she was a girl), and Kyoya was a demon.
"Quick, Yuki! Get in this Halloween costume! We've got guests to entertain!" Tamaki said.
"What's going on?" Yuki asked, not moving from where she was.
"We are having our Halloween ball! I thought Hikaru and Kaoru were supposed to tell you!" Tamaki cried.
"Must've slipped our minds." The twins said, bluntly. Tamaki shoved Yuki into the back room to change. There, was a white costume. After putting it on properly (at least it looked like it), Yuki realized that she was an angel. She wore a short frilly white dress and had white, realistic wings on the back. She noticed the hair extensions left for her, matching her hair color perfectly. She put them on, and a halo, and then returned to the Host Club, who are welcoming the ladies to the ball.
"Yukiii!" Tamaki called, skipping over to her with a box. "Happy Halloween!" Yuki gave him a confused look, and then opened the box. Inside was a newborn white husky puppy with a black and orange ribbon wrapped around her neck.
"It's my puppy! Oh, thank you! I'll call her Reika." She picked up her puppy and set her down, where she roamed freely.
The ladies were wearing costumes of their own. Some were cute animals, other princesses, and witches. Like the previous ball, Yuki danced with what felt like thousands of girls.
"That was very nice. Thank you." Yuki smiled and the girl squealed. For effect, Yuki kissed her hand and then released it. The girl fainted, but was quickly revived by her friends. Then suddenly, her hand was grabbed, and another was placed around her waist. She was turned into the arms of Kyoya, who pulled her close. She put his hand on his shoulder without thinking and quickly removed it.
"Just go with it." He said. She put her hand back on his shoulder and he began to lead her through a dance. Yuki was surprised on how comfortable this felt. She wouldn't mind if she danced with him all night long…
"What you did last night was incredibly stupid." He began. She sighed, preparing herself for another lecture. "But I'm glad you made the right decision." She didn't say anything. "I don't think you should be living with your brothers."
"You don't understand—"
"Don't you dare say I don't understand!" Kyoya snapped. Yuki flinched, and Kyoya calmed himself. "I have two older brothers too… I do understand, Yuki. But they expect too much from you. You're only one girl."
"You have met my mother, right?" Kyoya nodded, his face grim.
"You look exhausted. Have you slept at all?" He asked, changing the subject. Damn that cheap makeup… Yuki thought, wishing she had done a better job.
"So you want to be a vet?" He asked. Yuki's face grew hot of embarrassment. She knew she could never be a vet. She has to be smart and get good grades in school. But she's dyslexic and everything's too hard for her.
"Sort of… I don't know what I want to do with my life." Kyoya smirked.
"You want to be a vet. Don't lie."
"Well, even if I want to, I can't. I'm dyslexic and stupid…" She muttered.
"You shouldn't give up on your dreams. Dreams are only reality you have to work for." He said. Yuki began to feel light-headed. She wished the song would be over so she can go get a drink. Suddenly, the doors flew open.
Everyone's heads spun towards the door. There were gasps and murmurs. Being the runt she is, Yuki could not see who it is. Tamaki pushed himself to the front of the crowd.
"Hello, my darling! Welcome to the Ouran Host Club! I'm Suoh Tamaki, the King of the Host Club! So tell me, which Host would you like to entertain you? Would you like the Cool Type? Mischievous Type? Lolita Shota Type? Wild Type? Natural Type? Bad-Boy Type? Or me, the Princely Type?" He went on. Yuki groaned in annoyance. Kyoya released her, and she dropped her hand from his shoulder.
"Bad-boy type, eh?" Yuki muttered.
"I want to see Yuki." A familiar voice said. Yuki froze in her place. The girl seemed to push her way through the crowd and was eventually face to face with Yuki. The crowd formed a circle around them, all eyes on them. She was short, with long, straight black hair that glistened dark blue in the light. Her eyes were a reddish purple. She wore designer shoes, blouse, and skirt, and on her shoulder was an expensive-looking leather bag.
It was like looking into a mirror. They were as identical as the Hitachiin twins. The only difference was their outfits and the fact that Yuki was wearing hair extensions. Yuki felt like fainting. She had a twin? Or was this some extreme doppelganger of her?
"You." The twin began. Yuki's throat went dry, unknown of what to say. The doppelganger circled her, like a vulture, scanning over her. She stopped facing Yuki. "I'm Hoshizora Hazuki."
"Are you my doppelganger?" Yuki asked.
"No, I'm your twin."