Ok it's time for chapter 12! I got a guest review that other day (I got the notification for it on my iPod but when I actually looked it didn't show up) and it made me realize that I only thought to claim ownership of my OCs; I hadn't even thought of clarifying that I own the plot too! So I'll tell you all right now that I do and also everything in the plots from previous chapters, to this chapter, to the ones after this one, are things thought of by me! (This was something else the guest reviewer accused me of.) So thank you to all my reviewers As-The-Fire-Blazes, EqualDemise731, and RandomReviewerxx! You guys rock! Anyway, Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High Host Club. I do, however, claim ownership of my OC(s) and my plot.

"Miss Eyrie there is something that has been bothering me."

Eyrie looked at Kyoya with a raised brow. It was the first break of the day and it was also her first day back. She had turned in her makeup work to the teacher at the beginning of class and now she and Kyoya were watching from afar as Tamaki was swept into a large group of girls.

"Yes?"

"When I gave you your graded papers every single one of them had a perfect mark. Yet you obviously don't take notes in class."

Eyrie nodded and smirked. "Yes I can see how that would be confusing. I believe I told you before that I had a photographic memory. So when I first got the textbooks for each class, I simply flipped through each page and the information was automatically imprinted into my mind."

Kyoya looked at her in surprise. "Wouldn't a process like that have flaws? It seems like math would be a problem."

"It hasn't been yet." Eyrie stated with a shrug. "It is the same if I see something done. I can adapt it to where I can apply it to a different situation. Or in academic cases I can add on other things I know and that is why I have no problems with math."

They sat in silence for a moment before a couple of girls Eyrie had never seen before walked up to them.

"Um. Hi. Ah, we were wondering if...if you might want to talk...with us that is." one of them asked, refusing to look her in the eyes as she spoke. Her friend was obviously more bold than she was and she placed her face right in front of Eyrie's.

"We heard you saved Hunny-sempai's life! We wanna know the whole story!"

Kyoya carefully studied Eyrie's face out of the corner of his eye and noticed that even though she had on her usual nothing expression, she never met their eyes.

"Kyoya said we couldn't ask them what happened while you were away and you were so busy last week we didn't get a chance." the girl continued. Her friend sat there looking at the floor shyly. Suddenly Tamaki swept into the conversation.

"Oh princess why did you not say? We received permission from Miss Eyrie just the other day to tell you the story and besides..." he tilted her chin up and brought his face closer to her's. "I would be so jealous if you only paid attention to her. Promise to keep your lovely eyes only on me? Please princess."

The girl in front of him and the other ones who had gathered all squealed and swooned. Tamaki proceeded to tell an elaborate tale of how Eyrie courageously threw herself in front of a ferocious beast to save Hunny's life.

Eyrie sweat dropped as she watched the girls hang on every word.

I don't remember it happening like that; I suppose it's just Tamaki, she thought fondly.

"Mister Ootori! Oh tell me you didn't come yesterday and the day before. I'm so sorry. I had a few personal issues to deal with and was unable to make it to school."

Kyoya's father nodded and accepted her apology before ushering her into a room to look over her wound. After he had put on a new bandage he sat at a table by the window while Eyrie went around serving tea to the other guests before finally getting back to him.

"Sir I appreciate your visits and they are certainly entertaining but I don't understand why you do them. You are obviously a very busy man yet you take time out of your schedule to check on me? Why is that?"

Mister Ootori quirked an eyebrow at her. "Well at first it was see if you were suitable for my Kyoya. He will need someone intellectually stimulating to keep him on his toes and I needed to make sure you were that person. Please do not be offended if you do not see me after this."

"Of course not." she said with raised brows. They continued to pass the next half hour talking business before Kyoya's father left. After seeing him out she was in the middle of going around the tables, refilling teapots, when the club door flew open. Ayame Kinakato rushed in and went straight up to Eyrie.

"Is it true?!" she shouted in her face. Eyrie sighed and placed the tea tray she was holding down.

"Miss Kinakato I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about but if you could please keep your voice at a more reasonable level that would be appreciated." Eyrie stated calmly. Ayame raised her hand as of to slap her then seemed to calm herself.

"Why should I? Everyone else has the right to know don't they?" her voice was still loud and shrill. All the other girls were gathering around, wondering what all the fuss was about. "This had better just be a rumor! My mother had better be wrong!"

Ayame's voice got louder with each sentence and everyone except Eyrie and Kyoya cringed at the pitch.

"Again. I do not know what you are talking about. Maybe if you explain we can get this sorted out." Eyrie said, her nothing expression still in place.

"Is it true that you are going to have to pick one of the hosts to marry because their fathers made a deal with your father over the weekend?!" Ayame shouted in her face. Eyrie's eyes slid to see how Kyoya would handle it. None of them had thought of the implications, should they decide to go public with the news. The girls were gasping and whispering some of them turning to the hosts. Eyrie saw Kyoya catch her eye and shrug. Turning her attention back to Ayame, Eyrie raised a brow.

"Oh my, news travels fast. Though there is one little flaw in that particular version of the story. The only hosts I will be choosing from are Hunny, Mori, and Kyoya."

Instead of this setting the other girls off they all started swooning and saying things like:

"Four way love triangle!"

"Two cousins battling for one girls heart!"

"Its so romantic I think I could just die!"

Eyrie, who had braced herself for the wrath of all the girls in the room, bit the corner of her lip and tried not to burst into laughter. She looked around the room at all the swooning girls then back to the red faced one in front of her. Instead of trying to get at Eyrie again she went up to the girls and was trying to figure out why they were reacting this way. All of her efforts were met with sighs and spouts of nonsense. Eyrie watched her dart around the room before walking up to Kyoya and continuing to observe from a distance.

"That never would have work if they weren't a bit simple minded." she said softly. Kyoya shrugged and continued to scribble into his black notebook.

"Some of the businessmen at the party have children that attend school here so I knew that keeping it a secret was never really an option." he looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "Especially after Hunny and Mori's fathers rushed out to tell everyone."

Eyrie brought a knuckle to her lips and smirked, recalling her performance that time. Kyoya snapped his book shut suddenly.

"I don't believe my father has gotten around to telling my brothers or sister yet. I suppose I will have to do that. You might want to tell your staff soon as well."

Eyrie felt her stomach drop.

Those people aren't the ones to worry about.

"Guys! I am getting married! I know this is sudden but I was forced into it so there is nothing I can do about it!...gah! No! Seriously that's the best you got?! Eyrie you can't tell them you were forced into it! They would fly down here and beat the hosts to a pulp!"

Eyrie flopped back on her bed then popped back up and stared at her phone some more. She looked past it to stare at her reflection in the mirror. Eyrie straightened her shoulders an tried to look in control.

"There is something I have to tell you. My father has agreed to an arranged marriage and I've decided to go along with it..."

Eyrie hopped up from her spot on her bed and snapped her fingers. "That's it! That's the one! Alright now I have to actually call and then-"

"Mistress?" Eyrie turned to find Marie in her doorway, staring at her with wide eyes. "Are you alright?"

I suppose I could get this part out of the way first...

Eyrie composed herself and looked Marie square in the eye. "Yes I'm fine. Will you please have everyone gather in the kitchen? There is something I must tell you all."

Ten minutes later she was looking into five expectant faces. Eyrie glanced at Briar who wouldn't meet her eyes.

"Alright you have successfully built up the suspense. Out with it." Bear said.

Just say it. It shouldn't be that hard. If you can't tell them then you'll have a hard time telling everyone else right? Eyrie took a deep breath.

"I'm...getting...married?"

What the hell?! Why did it come out like a question?! Oh god. I sound like I don't even know. This is awful.

The maids all looked at her with wide eyes and hanging jaws while Bear's face was getting more red as time passed.

"Married? You are too young! No! I forbid it! This is unacceptable! Besides who would you marry?!"

Eyrie cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well Father agree to an omiai with a few businessmen so I could choose between Hunny, Takashi, and Kyoya; if I don't choose one of them I have to marry Briar."

Bear's face was now the color of a cherry.

"When...did you see your father?" he asked in a dangerously low voice. Eyrie shrugged as if it didn't matter and Briar's movement ceased for a moment. Bear turned to him.

"And you knew didn't you? The Master's lap-dog." Bear spat. Eyrie's fist came down onto the counter, rattling the cabinets and utensils, startling everyone else in the room.

"Enough. I am getting married. I will choose one of the boys I have named. There is nothing you can say that will change this from being a fact." she stated with no emotion. Marie was looking at her with tear filled eyes. Eyrie raised a brow.

"Its just..." Marie sniffled. "An arranged marriage. I always kind of pictured you having a fairytale ending where you found someone you loved and he was able to rescue you from everything but now..."

Eyrie watched with a nothing expression as tears started sliding down Marie's face.

"Now you're marrying a stranger in a foreign country and they are probably only doing it to further their position."

Marie was hiccupping now and trying to hide her face from Eyrie. Eyrie sighed and took out a handkerchief.

"Don't be ridiculous. If I didn't want to do this I wouldn't and you're forgetting that I get to chose and there's no real time limit. Maybe one of them is my prince charming." Marie's face brightened at the thought. After listening to the maids give pros and cons of things they knew about the hosts, Eyrie managed to slip out. She started walking to her room when Bear's voice stopped her.

"Are you really okay with this? Marriage is a big deal. You'll be stuck with them."

She turned to him and gave him a sarcastic look. "I'll just have to choose wisely then, wont I?"

Bear watched her retreating form with a sinking feeling.

I suppose...in the back of my mind...I felt the same way Marie did.

"So have you told them about your impending marriage yet?"

Eyrie jumped at the unexpected question.

"Excuse me?"

Kyoya raised a brow at her. She seemed frazzled today and was easily distracted.

"Your staff. Have you told them?"

The hosts all look at her with wide eyes. They were all sitting at the usual lunch table and most of the marriage talk had been avoided. They had spent all week trying to dodge questions from curious customers and hadn't talked about it amongst themselves either. Now it was the day before their weekend and Kyoya's was the first to bring it up.

"Oh yes. They were...I think they took it well." Eyrie stared at her food, avoiding the questioning eyes. The whole week had been filled with her jumping at the sound of a cellphone ringing and she had practically thrown hers across the room when it had gone off in club yesterday. The hosts had watched her with fascination all day to see if a similar incident would occur. They found the cracks in her composure fascinating to watch. Eyrie finally looked up to see them staring at her expectantly. "I have to go."

She got up and quickly left the room.

"What was that about?" the twins asked. They continued to speculate as Kyoya simply stared in the direction she had gone.

Eyrie rushed past the librarian and grabbed a random book to flip through.

I need to tell them. I feel so guilty. They are the only ones that don't know now. Even the girls in this school know and they don't. Shadows hung around her. But every time I pick up the phone to call I freak out and talk myself out of it.

After finally convincing herself to calm down she went and checked out her books and headed for her classroom.

Today. Today I'll tell them for sure.

"Eyr-chan! More cake!"

Eyrie gave Hunny a gentle look and went to the snack room. Club time was almost over and most of the girls had left already. She quickly got his cake and walked out to find the girls gone and the hosts in a huddle. They all turned to look at her when she got closer. She raised an eyebrow at them.

"What?"

"Why do you act like you've been struck by lightning every time someone's phone goes off?" the twins asked bluntly. Tamaki grabbed them by the collar.

"You idiots! We agreed to do it gently! You're going to scare her off!"

As the twins protested their lack of fault someone's ringtone went off. Eyrie went pale and froze. The song Teenagers by My Chemical Romance seemed deafening in the silence.

"Speaking of which..." Kyoya plucked the plate of cake out of her limp fingers and reached into her pocket to pull out her phone. "Hello?"

"Ohhhh my god you answered it." Eyrie said with a horrified whisper. The hosts looked at each other in confusion.

"Who the fuck is this?!"

"If you're looking for Miss Eyrie she is right here." Kyoya held the phone out to her, which she grabbed with shaking fingers.

"H-Hello? Yea. Nobody. Don't worry about it." suddenly her expression turned from nothing to anger. All the hosts except Kyoya shrunk away from her dark aura. "I said don't worry about it and if you ask again I'll shove my fist in your face."

The hosts thought they heard crying from the other line.

"Why are you calling? That's great! Good! So, what..." Eyrie's face got even more white and after a yeses and mm-hmm's she hung up the phone.

"Were those the people you were avoiding?" Kyoya asked, jotting something down in his book. She nodded.

"Why were you avoiding them?" Haruhi asked.

"Kyoya? Does Ouran ever host a cultural fair where the top performers from around the world come to show off their stuff?" Eyrie asked, completely ignoring Haruhi's question.

"Yes I do believe we are hosting that this year. Why do you ask?"

Eyrie shook her head slowly. "Just making sure."

Suddenly she started gathering her things and rushing out the door, shouting good-bye over her shoulder.

"I...have the worst luck ever."

Eyrie was lying on the sofa here secret room, lamenting her fate. It was Saturday and she had come to this place as soon as she had opened her eyes this morning. Being away from everything seemed to help.

"What isn't helping is all the pictures of them!" she picked up a pillow and was about to throw it at her wall when someone burst through the door. She sat up to see host hosts stumbling in with expectant looks on their faces. "Alright..."

"Well feel free to praise us!" Tamaki said, stepping forward while flipping the front of his hair out. "We managed our way through the torturous landscape and made our way here with no mishap!"

"Only because Kyoya-sempai remembered where the side path was." Haruhi mumbled drily.

"Alright...that still doesn't tell me why you're here." Eyrie said.

"I was looking at a list of the groups that are scheduled to perform at the festival and it seems as though the guests of honor are American." Kyoya pushed up his glasses as Eyrie flopped back down on the sofa and covered her face with a pillow. "Apparently they won the right to be called number one in the country recently and are being flown here for the event. Apparently they get to perform twice; once in the line up and last as the closing act. It is a very high honor."

"They're your friends from America aren't they?" Haruhi asked. "Why were you avoiding them this week?"

"I haven't told them yet." Came the muffled reply.

"Haven't told them you're getting married? Why not? They're your friends right? They'll understand!" Tamaki said with confidence.

"No you don't understand." Eyrie threw the pillow to the ground. "They'll freak out when they find out I waited so long to tell them, then they'll let their imaginations run wild and Hunny, Mori, and Kyoya will end up in the hospital."

The hosts sweat dropped.

"Your friends sound...over protective." Tamaki said weakly.

"No they're over dramatic." she corrected. "They over react and act protective when it really isn't needed."

"Well whether you want them to or not, they're coming." Kyoya said bluntly. Suddenly the other hosts gathered around him and started whispering.

"Don't be so insensitive!"

"Can you not see the state she is in?"

"Show a little sympathy!"

Eyrie sat up and looked at them. "My shoulder may be messed up but my ears are fine."

They sweat dropped and slowly turned to her, guilt written all over their faces.

"You really don't have to make such a big deal out of it. I simply feel guilty that they are the last ones to know and that isn't how I would have wanted it under normal circumstances. I will be able to handle them but thank you for worrying."

The hosts seemed to relax and started to find odd places to sit and started chattering. Kyoya took out his phone.

Eyrie subtly slipped her phone put of her pocket and checked the text message she had just received.

They get here a couple days earlier than the rest of the groups.

She looked up at Kyoya who was glaring at a pouting Tamaki. She looked around the room at the hosts and smirked.

I wonder how they'll take to their new family.

Woo! I'm excited! We get to meat her American friends! Anyway, Thanks for reading!