Yuki entered her apartment in her tank top and shorts, sweaty and breathless from the intense rehearsal. Not to mention, she was having a horrible hangover...

And she comes home to...the former host club watching her dance videos on her television!

"What the hell are you guys doing!?" She snapped angrily.

"Watching your dance videos." All replied in unison.

"This is trespassing! You didn't have my permission to enter my house and watch my videos! Especially my dance ones!"

"I like the jungle one." Hikaru announced.

"Eh?! Me too! But Daichi and Michio hated that one!" Yuki agreed.

"How could they hate that one? You were the adorable little tiger! Everyone were so cute little animals!" Hunny chimed in.

"Hey, Yuki?" Haruhi asked. "What's your blood type?"

"AB. Why?"

"Figures."

"Hey! That's my blood type too!" Hunny exclaimed. Tamaki and the twins froze, as fear struck them.

"What? Why are you looking at me like I'm going to eat you?" Yuki demanded.

"That's the same blood type as Kyoya's!" Tamaki exclaimed in a hushed tone. Yuki twitched.

"Is there a problem with my blood type?" Kyoya asked. He was sitting at the kitchen table across Hunny, typing away on his laptop.

"Not at all!" The twins and Tamaki assured. Yuki chuckled. Of course they had the same blood type.

"It is, eh? Well I guess if I ever need a blood donation, I'll ask Hunny." Yuki responded.

"Why not me?" Kyoya asked with an evil glint in his beautiful onyx eyes.

"Because you'll fucking charge me." Yuki growled.

"Whoa! Language!" The twins cried.

"Mom! Yuki's using foul language! Your daughter is out of control!" Tamaki cried. Yuki rolled her eyes.

"Sorry." She apologized sarcastically.

"I think I like the circus dance of yours the best." Kaoru stated, changing the subject. "No, wait! I liked Runaway too."

"Me too! Runaway was just so sassy!" Yuki exclaimed.

"By far, the best was that gorgeous Titanic inspired one!" Tamaki declared. "It made me cry! It was so beautiful!"

"Speaking of Titanic," Kyoya said. The twins smirked and stepped towards Yuki. Yuki stepped back nervously.

"Wha-what about Titanic?" Yuki asked nervously.

"We'll draw you like one of those French girls..." The Hitachiin twins said seductively in a low voice, their faces inches from hers. Yuki's face turned bright red.

"Perverts!" Yuki accused. "I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Give it up." Kaoru commanded.

"We know its your favorite, isn't it? We found it in your DVD player." Hikaru explained.

"T-that's Hazuki's!" Yuki protested.

"You lie! It even says 'Property of Yuki Ikeda!'" Tamaki shouted, holding up the Titanic DVD case, showing on the back in Yuki's sloppy handwriting: "Property of Yuki Ikeda."

"Okay, fine! I like Titanic! But I bet if I went into Tamaki's bedroom, I would find Kuma-chan on the bed!" Yuki shot back. Tamaki froze.

"Yeah, but Hunny still carries around Usa-chan!" Tamaki protested.

"It works for him though!" Yuki retorted.

Kyoya cleared his throat loudly, prompting everyone to turn their attention to him. He was standing in the doorway of Yuki's bedroom, holding her old stuffed Pikachu doll.

"Ha!" Tamaki pointed a finger at Yuki. Yuki bit his finger and then snatched her Pikachu from Kyoya. Tamaki started crying and then crawled in his corner of woe, starting to grow a mushroom patch.

"Don't touch my Pikachu." She growled and protectively hugged her Pikachu doll. Everyone laughed at her and she pouted. Yuki put her Pikachu doll back on her bed, and closed her bedroom door as she exited.

"Still using Ikeda as your surname?" Kyoya asked.

"Yeah, why?" Yuki snapped.

"Why don't you just change it to Hoshizora?" Kyoya questioned.

"Because I don't want to." Yuki replied sharply. But I'd change it to anything you want, Kyoya... Yuki thought. Like Ohtori. Yuki Ohtori. Yuki would love to be Kyoya's wife! But damn Karen beat her. Now its going to be Karen damn Ohtori. That just doesn't even sound right!

"So, Yuki. What kind of dances will you be doing at nationals?" Haruhi asked, breaking the awkward silencing settling. Yuki's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

"The group number we'll be performing is a Holocaust theme. It's called, 'This World is a Cold One.' Me and my friends are sent to a concentration camp and its basically all of the horrors of it. It actually really creeps me out, but at the same time it's really cool. I love it! And then I'm doing a solo called 'Cry.' Well, that's the song title, but the name of the dance is, 'Where is My Sunshine?' It's about depression and the causes of it like heartbreak and the consequences like suicide. And I just volunteered to do a duet with my friend Nick called 'Always.' It's a love story where I have a super crush on this guy, but I can't love anyone because I'm dying and don't have much longer to live. But he falls in love with me and we have a romance. I can't tell him that I'm dying because I don't have the heart to. Eventually, he finds out and is really upset and I die. I like die in all of these numbers, but it's only evident in 'Always.'" Yuki explained.

"Sounds like a lot." Haruhi remarked.

"Nothing I can't handle." Yuki assured, grinning.

"So, Yuki." Hikaru began, appearing at her side.

"Where are these nationals being held?" Kaoru finished, joining her other side.

"You're not coming!" She snapped.

"Aww! Why not?" Tamaki asked.

"Because I said so! You'll distract me and make fun of me in my costume!" Yuki replied.

"It's being held at Harvard University." Kyoya stated.

"You know it all jackass!" Yuki growled. "If any of you show up, I'll murder you all."

"But we wanna come!" Hunny protested.

"No."

"I have a solution to this!" Hazuki popped up. Yuki screamed in surprise and fell back.

"Where in the bloody hell did you come from?" Yuki cried in her accent.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" Yuki asked.

Hazuki took the members of the former host club to an indoor track. She did not give Yuki a chance to change out of her sweaty dance clothes.

"Do you want this settled or not?" Hazuki questioned, smiling. "It's only fair to settle it with a race! All of you against Yuki! Two laps around this track! If there's a tie, then you'll have to run more laps until that tie is broken."

"But its so huge!" Hunny gaped.

"That's not fair! Six against one!?" Yuki cried.

"Of course it is. You're very athletic. You can outrun them all. But if you can't, they will be going to nationals with you and you can't say anything about it." Hazuki explained.

"But why racing?" Yuki asked.

"If we flipped a coin, it'd be chance. And if we settled it with a board game, we'd accuse each other of cheating. You really can't cheat in a race and get away with it. It's all will." Hazuki replied.

"Do I have to race?" Haruhi asked.

"Yes!" Hazuki answered.

"But Kyoya isn't." Haruhi pointed out.

"That's because Kyoya doesn't do athletics." Hazuki responded.

"Neither do I!" Haruhi protested.

"I'll step in for Haruhi." Kyoya announced. Yuki rolled her eyes. Lets just get this over with. But he just raised the stakes. Yuki had to beat Kyoya. Beating Kyoya would be easy. He may be a brick wall, but he's not athletic.

"This'll be easy." Hikaru said.

"Yuki's all worn out from dance practice." Kaoru added.

"Or all warmed up." Kyoya pointed out. "Don't underestimate her. She's a dancer. Her legs are very strong and long."

"Alright everyone! Lets get started!" Hazuki called.

"This is so stupid." Yuki muttered. Yuki tightened the hair tie holding her hair up and got into starting position with everyone else. Easy win. Her legs are strong.

"Ready! Set! Go!"

Tamaki and Kyoya were suddenly way ahead of Yuki. Holy crap. They're fast. Yuki broke into a sprint, eventually catching up to the pair. Yuki underestimated them. That was her mistake. She expected her competition would be Hunny and Mori, mainly Mori, because they are skilled in martial arts and kendo.

Yuki didn't know who was behind her. She only looked forward. But out of the corner of her eyes were Tamaki and Kyoya on each side of her. Yuki knew she'll regret this race later. Her headache and stomach ache were only getting worse. Don't race if you have a hangover.

Kyoya seemed to be inching his way ahead of Tamaki and Yuki. Yuki pushed herself faster, but could only get right by his side. Tamaki was getting tired, Yuki noticed. And the trio passed a blur. Yuki recognized the blur as everyone else. Has it already been two laps? She had no idea how many laps she was running. All she knew was that Kyoya was getting ahead of her.

Tamaki seemed to have run out of energy. Yuki recognized his blur joined with the others. He was lying down and not moving with the twins poking him. Yuki was breathing heavily and sweating. She was extremely exhausted, her legs already sore from the intense dance workout. She still wasn't ahead of Kyoya. Damn. At least she wasn't behind him though.

And then, he was starting to get ahead of Yuki. No! He can't always get the better of her! Not this time! Yuki closed her eyes and used every drop of energy she had. She poured it all into her final sprint, going full speed.

Yuki opened her eyes. Kyoya was behind her, resting his hands on his knees and breathing heavily. Did she just win? Yuki slammed on the brakes, but did not stop in time to prevent herself from crashing into the brick wall. Yuki fell back. She was extremely dizzy and lightheaded.

She got to her feet and stumbled over to the group. Waves of nausea rolled over Yuki, but she held herself together. The former host club was praising Kyoya.

"Looks like we'll be joining you at nationals." Kyoya said, smirking.

"What?" Yuki asked, dumbfounded.

"Kyoya narrowly crossed the finish line before you. But you kept on going." Hazuki explained.

"Why do you want to come so badly anyway?" Yuki snapped.

"Why do you not want us to come so badly?" The twins asked.

"Because I'll be in frilly costumes and you'll make fun of me and distract me and then I'll forget my dance and lose!" Yuki replied.

"We just want to support our Yuki dearest as she expresses herself in the fine art of dancing!" Tamaki exclaimed. Yuki sighed. It was useless. They were coming. But she guessed it was pretty pointless trying to convince them not to come. But Yuki still didn't understand why they would want to watch her dance when they could be doing better things?

And, Yuki could not help but think that Kyoya being such a fast runner was unbelievably sexy. A bonus, to Yuki. God, why does it seem like every time they meet, Yuki is more and more attracted to him? This is torture. She's ready to go crawl in a hole and cry again. She still loved Kyoya so freaking much...

Yuki grinned and outstretched her hand to Kyoya. "Good race."

He took her hand and shook it. His touch was almost too much. But she expected this overwhelming feeling. This is where she wanted her hand to be all the time. This is where her hand belonged. There is electricity. Passion. Love. All from a single handshake.

"You're quite the competitor." Kyoya replied. Yuki released his hand reluctantly.