Chapter 5: Mori's Point of View and Kyoya's Discovery

Kyoya's point of view:

'This doesn't make any sense,' I thought as I walked down the halls to the club room.

"Everyone, I have something I need to-" I said as I entered through the doors; I paused and looked around the room.

Honey sat eating up a piece of cake by himself, no doubt his second slice, the twins were talking with Haruhi, and Tamaki was yelling at them to leave his daughter alone.

"Where's Mori?" I asked as the door shut closed behind me.

"He went to go find Sohma-san," the twins said together, "Boss wants her to come to the club, so he sent Mori to find her." Kyoya sighed

"Why?" Honey asked me curiously.

"There is something that I need to talk with you all about, but I'll guess it'll have to wait until later." I walked over to my usual spot, placed my laptop on the table, and took my seat. They all watched me for a bit then went back to what they had been doing before my arrival; I typed away waiting for Mori to arrive.

Mori's point of view from earlier that same day:

"Mori, I have a vital task for you!" Tamaki said, bursting into the clubroom. I looked up at him, confused.

"What is it, Tama-chan?" Honey asked.

"I want you to go get Princess Ayami and bring her to the clubroom!"

"Why?" Haruhi asked, giving Tamaki a bothered look.

"Because she needs us!"

"What for?" she asked with a sigh.

"She needs us as friends; as a family!" He said confidently then became somber. "She hasn't made any girlfriends in her class, and now she's lonely!" Tears in his eyes.

"That's a big assumption," Haruhi said. "Whatever, but, just so you know senpai, she's going to be upset with you. She doesn't like people meddling in her personal life. You're just going to end up getting on her bad side."

"We'll see about that," Tamaki said, smiling. Then he turned to me.

"Now, Mori," he paused and pointed directly at me, "go and fetch our new family member."

"Ah," I said, standing.

"Excellent!" Tamaki said, turning to talk to Haruhi.

"Takashi," Honey said, looking up at me. I looked at him; his eyes held something meaningful. "You should be careful; I think that Sohma-chan has a lot on her mind right now."

"En," I said with a nod.

Now, I'm walking through the halls searching for her, and she's nowhere to be found.

'She wasn't in her class or the library. I wonder if she's gone home already.'

I found myself walking into the gardens. I'm not sure why, but I felt as though I could find her here. I passed the tree we had once eaten lunch under, and she wasn't there, but I kept walking.

I stayed close to the school as I walked along the garden path, and, to my surprise, there she was. She was kneeling on the ground near the pond.

I stopped walking when I saw her. She was soaking wet and appeared to be shivering.

"Sohma!" I called, running in her direction. She looked up at me. Her face was red, but she turned back around before I could get a better look. She appeared to be wiping her face, most likely, wiping away tears.

"Are you okay? What happened?" I asked, kneeling beside her, trying to look her over for injuries. She looked up at me through her bangs, her cheeks were covered in blush, and her eyes still had tears in them. I noticed she wasn't wearing her glasses, and she squinted a bit to see me better.

"I'm fine," she said with a catch in her throat. "I just tripped into the pond, that's all." I looked on the ground and there, next to her, lay her glasses.

They were smashed to pieces, broken, and bent. I picked up the twisted frames. Obviously, this was done on purpose. I looked her in the eyes. She turned away, the expression on her face appearing to be that of irritation and embarrassment. She clenched her jaw tightly.

"What happened?" I asked again, trying to sound kinder. She bit her lip and tightened her fists. It was a while before she did anything.

Suddenly, she stood up, turned on her heel, and stormed off toward the school. I stuffed the ruined frames into my pocket and stood following her. I kept up with her comfortably, even though she was walking away quickly.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To the showers to clean up!" she exclaimed with a huff; it was kind of cute.

'What am I thinking?' I thought, catching myself, 'I'm supposed to bring her back to the clubroom.'

"You're headed in the wrong direction," I said, though that was a lie. I had no clue where they were myself. She stopped, and I stood next to her.

She was silent as she stood there looking at her feet, her knuckles turned white from how tightly she held her fists. I saw her shiver again, and I thought of giving her my jacket, but I was sure she wouldn't accept it.

"Mori," she finally said, her voice shaking slightly. She lowered her head a bit further, and through a part in her hair, I could see just how red she was blushing.

"Could you show me to the showers? I don't know where I am, and I probably won't be able to find it on my own because I can't read the signs." She said, her voice raising an octave by the end. She paused, and I saw her jaw move slightly. "Could you please help me?" she asked through her teeth.

'She must not be used to asking others for help...'

'I'm supposed to bring her there but,' I saw a tear fall from her cheek, 'whatever happened, it's upset her, and it's not like I can take her there while she's like this... I should...' I reached up to place my hand on her shoulder, but then I remembered how she had shrugged away when the twins had touched her shoulders, so I moved my hand up further to the top of her head.

I placed my hand carefully on her messy hair, and she jerked up a bit. I thought maybe she would push me away when her head popped up, but she didn't. I could see her expression, and it was strange. She looked surprised at first, and I saw her eyes grow wider then they softened, and her face turned kind with a hint of sadness.

Her breathing calmed, and I saw her hands and shoulders relax.

'Interesting...'

After a short while, she looked up at me. Her eyes were wide, and I noticed for the first time how blue they were.

'They must get hidden behind her glasses, and that's why I've never seen them so clearly.' I thought as I stared into her large eyes. She blinked, and two final tears fell to the ground; I suddenly realized what I had been doing, and I blushed slightly. It took a second for me to regain my thoughts.

"Yes," I said, nodding, and she looked confused for a bit, then she remembered her question.

"Thank you," she mumbled, averting her eyes, releasing me from their hold, and I removed my hand from her head. She turned her body towards me and waited for me to walk her to the showers.

'It's going to be a hassle to have to escort her around by the hand all the way to the clubroom. If we were to run into someone, she would probably try to go off with them. They would most likely take her to the girls' showers, and then she would head home. Or if she were to notice where we were going, she might try to escape, and I would have to drag her there by force, which would just make her more upset than she already is. BUT Tamaki told me to bring her to the clubroom, and the only way to do that without fail would be to take a roundabout way, and the only way to keep her from running off would be...' I thought it over in my head, and my decision was made.

I quickly reached down and picked her up. She was very startled at this.

"Ahh! Hey!" she exclaimed, and I started walking into the school.

"I'm not disabled, and I'm not totally blind!" She was irritated, but I didn't stop. She wiggled around a bit, trying to get me to put her down, but I easily overpowered her and pressed her closer to my body so that she had less room to struggle.

"I'm soaked, and you're getting all wet!" She protested as if it would change my mind.

Eventually, she sighed, giving up, and I glanced down at her. She was pouting, and her cheeks were a lovely scarlet hue. It made me smirk.

'She's kind of cute when she's embarrassed.' I noticed how cold she was, and she shivered a few times before my body heat began to warm her.

After a bit of walking, she pressed her ear against my chest, listening to my breathing and heart rate. I looked down at her a bit surprised, and I blushed a little bit, but I didn't slow my pace for fear of her looking up and noticing.

The scarlet color faded a bit but never completely left her cheeks the entire walk, that is until we reached the last hallway before the clubroom. She looked around like she thought she knew where we were, and her eyebrows creased together.

Then her expression became somewhat downcast as I opened the doors to the clubroom.

Kyoya's point of view:

It was minutes from opening time when Mori walked through the doors.

"You're late, Takashi!" Honey said to him with a bite of cake in his mouth.

"Where have you been? We-" Tamaki started, but he stopped in the middle of what he was saying.

"Yes, Mori, it's not like you to-" I said, looking up from my laptop only to see him holding Miss Sohma, drenched, in his arms. "My, my," I said, pushing up my glasses. "What happened?" I stood and walked closer to them.

She looked upset, she was red in the face with embarrassment, and her eyes were puffy. No doubt she had been crying. Her hair was a mess, she was missing her glasses, and there were mud stains on her dress. She looked like a dirty little kitten left out in the rain.

She opened her mouth to explain, but Mori spoke before she could.

"She fell in the pond and lost her glasses," he said smoothly. She looked up at him and smiled appreciatively. He placed her lightly on the floor, and some of her mangled and muddy hair fell in her face, she brushed it away as Honey walked over to her.

"Aww, poor Sohma-chan!" He exclaimed. he was going to hug her, but stopped when he noticed just how dirty she was.

She smiled at him softly, then looked at us and squinted. It didn't seem to help her, so she gave up on trying to see. She must be blind as a bat. Then she looked up at Mori.

"But I thought you were taking me to the showers," she teased, Mori looked down at her.

"I don't know where the female showers are." He spoke flatly, a bit of blush visible on his cheek. She snickered to herself and mumbled something intelligible from the distance between us. Tamaki then walked up to her as she turned back to us.

"My poor darling!" He exclaimed, reaching for her. "Come here, daddy, will hold you!" Her expression was a mixture of disgust and irritation. She put out her hand and held him back from her by his face. He waved his arms about and said something, but it was muffled by her hand.

"I already told you not to touch me, besides I'm soaking wet, and stop calling yourself my father! It's not natural." She sounded pretty irritated. She pushed him off and, by his own will, he fell to the floor crying.

"That's not fair! You let Mori hold you! Why can't I? -" Miss Sohma rolled her eyes, and I think everyone toned him out as Haruhi walked towards her.

Haruhi mumbled something to her that I couldn't hear over Tamaki's whining, but, whatever it was, it made Miss Sohma stiffen in the shoulders a bit.

Then Haruhi leaned back and said, "Oh well, come with me, you can take a shower, and I think we have an extra uniform you can change into, but I don't know if we'll be able to find your glasses or contacts."

"Thant's fine, I doubt you'll be able to find my prescription anyway," She replied with a laugh as she followed Haruhi into the back room.

Once the door had closed behind them, I turned to Mori.

"Mori," I said, and he looked at me. "I have something I want to discuss with everyone, and it involves Miss Sohma. Since you were just with her, what is your opinion on her thus far?" Mori looked surprised, then his eyebrows creased together; he seemed confused.

"Something that involves our new darling!" Tamaki exclaimed, but we all ignored him.

It took a while for Mori to reply.

"She seems like a normal girl," he said plainly.

"Hmm," I replied, looking him in the eye, trying to discern whether he was telling the truth or not. He didn't seem to be lying and I concluded this just as Haruhi came out from the back.

"Here Mori-senpai," she said, handing him a new blazer, for the one he was wearing now had mud on it.

"Thank you," he said, taking it from her.

"Haruhi," I said, turning to look at her as Mori switched jackets.

"What is it?" Haruhi asked. Everyone looked a little concerned.

"How much do you know about Miss Sohma's background, her past, I mean?" Haruhi was a bit surprised.

"Not too much, mostly just things from the time when we were in middle school, why?" Then her face changed and became stern. "What did you find out?" It was obvious she knew something, and it doesn't seem to be something she wants others to know.

"What did you find?" the twins repeated, and I looked at them.

"Nothing," I answered when Tamaki stepped forward.

"Tell me now, Kyoya, what did you find out about our new little girl?!" He demanded, dramatically grabbing my shoulders.

"That's just it, I found absolutely nothing," I said, shrugging him off, and everyone looked at me strangely.

"I don't understand," Tamaki said, dropping his hands.

"There's nothing. Nothing on Miss Sohma anywhere. She's been erased."

"Erased?" Haruhi said, looking confused.

"When we first met Miss Sohma, I took the liberty of doing a background check on her, as I do with anyone associated with any of the club members. I started with your old middle school and found that there was, in fact, no record of her ever attending that school." Haruhi grew even more surprised.

"That bothered me, so I tried digging back further and further, but still nothing has turned up. I can only conclude that someone has gone through a lot of trouble to erase her from existence completely."

"Is that even possible," Hikaru asked.

"It is if you have a lot of money and the ability to get access to their information. For instance, my family would be able to do this rather easily." I said, crossing my arms and an eerie silence spread over the room.

"I get the feeling that Miss Sohma knows nothing about it and that it has something to do with her family. Haruhi, has Miss Sohma mentioned to you anything about her father?" She shook her head in response.

"I think you, as her friend, should talk to her and find out what you can. This bothers me deeply." I said a dark expression covering my face, "For someone to go so far as to completely erase her means that there must be something to hide. Haruhi," I said, waiting for her to look me in the eyes.

"Is there anything at all you can tell me about Miss Sohma's past?"

Haruhi stayed silent, and she looked at the floor. Slowly her face became hard, and her lips pressed together in a straight line. It took her a while before she took a deep breath and spoke.

"Everything I know about Aya... is irrelevant in this case," She stated.

"I don't think so," I retorted. "Haruhi, for someone to completely erase any person, it takes a lot of time, effort, and money, it's not an easy task. Someone out there went through a lot of trouble to make sure that no one, including even my family, could discover her past." Haruhi seemed to understand.

"I know, it's just," she looked away and sighed, "I only know so much and what I do know won't help you. I'm sorry." I looked at her a bit irritated. Then she looked right at me.

"There are things in her past that she told me about yes, but she told them to me herself and in confidence. If you want to know more about her, then you should ask her yourself and stop hiding behind a computer screen." This response surprised me a bit. I smiled.

"I don't think she'd tell me," I said.

"Tough luck," Haruhi replied crossing her arms and shrugging. "But in all honesty, I don't know anything that can help you." I studied her expression. She was dead sure of this.

"Oh well," Honey burst in, "It's time to open the club now, right Takashi?" Mori looked down at him and nodded his head.

"En," he said, and I sighed and began to walk back to my table.

"We'll talk about this later," I said, stopping next to Haruhi, and she smiled challengingly.

"It hasn't even been two days. Maybe something will turn up on its own or maybe you've just been looking in the wrong places, or-" she paused her smile widening, "Maybe you're not as good as you thought you were." I returned her smile.

We opened the club, and things went well, that is until...

"Who are you?" I heard a girl ask. I looked up to see her holding on to the sleeve of what was most likely Miss Sohma, but it was hard to tell with the hat she was wearing.

"No, I was just leaving," she said. Then the girl reached up to remove the hat from of Miss Sohma's head.

"Wait-" Haruhi said, walking towards them as the hat came off.

"Oh my!" the girl gasped, and so did a few others nearby. Even I was a bit surprised; there stood Miss Sohma wearing a short blonde wig.

"Hi," she said with a smile to the girls, and several started asking her questions.

"Wow, he's so cute!"

"What's your name?"

"Are you new to Ouran?"

"Please," she said, "I can't answer all of your questions at the same time." She laughed and looked around the room. Haruhi began making her way through the crowd of girls that had formed around Miss Sohma.

"Will you be staying?" another girl asked

"This-" Haruhi started, and Miss Sohma whispered something in her. Haruhi looked back at her, and the male-dressed female shrugged in response and said something I couldn't hear over the talking girls.

"Please calm down," Haruhi shouted. "This boy is a guest host visiting from another school. If you would all be kind to him, as this is his first time hosting, we would very much appreciate it."

"I don't know about that," I said quietly to myself and I was about to intervene when Miss Sohma spoke up.

"Nice to meet ya, I'm Yoshiro," Miss Sohma lied smoothly with a large grin, and the girls all began chattering.

"This is interesting!" a girl said.

"I'm so calling Keiko about this," another exclaimed, pulling out her cellphone.

"Then again, if she's going to bring more business, who am I to complain." The twins, who were standing next to me, gave me a quizzical look, but I ignored them.

The girls then took her to the couches, and they sat and talked with her. During the entire club, "Yoshiro" spoke with them, and they were pleased.

When the club was over, I reviewed the numbers, and thanks to Yoshiro we had had more than twice as many guests as usual.

"Whew! That was fun," Sohma said, looking at Haruhi, "How did I do?"

"You did great," she said, smiling, "Just like in middle school." Sohma laughed and removed the wig from her head.

"Um... whose is this?" she asked, holding it out.

"Ours," the twins said.

"Here ya go," she said, tossing it to them. "Sorry, I kind of threw it on at the last second, my hair was still wet."

"Not a big deal," they replied as she began messing with her hair.

"I didn't know you were such a great actress, Sohma-chan!" Honey exclaimed, walking towards her.

"That was indeed, quite impressive," I said taking a few steps towards her and Haruhi glanced at me curiously

"Yeah, that was pretty close to me in middle school," she explained.

"Only she wore baggy T-shirts and cargo pants," Haruhi added, and Miss Sohma smiled at her.

"Yeah, and you had long hair and wore skirts," she teased back.

"But," Haruhi stated, putting up her index finger, "you weren't the captain of the basketball team, where did that come from?"

"Oh well," she said, pausing and twirling a piece of hair around her finger. "That was Yoshiro too." She half-smiled at Haruhi and Haruhi gave her a strangely sad but soft expression back.

"Yoshiro is real?" I asked, 'A new name I can add to the search.' Haruhi shot me a somewhat angry look.

"Yeah..." Mis Sohma paused, her expression, changing to something soft and warm, "my older brother." She then looked to Haruhi, who smiled at her.

At that moment, Miss Sohma received a text message. She took out her phone and looked at it.

"Well, I gotta go," she said, putting the phone back in her pocket. "Thanks for lending me these clothes." She started walking towards the door. "See you guys tomorrow!" she called over her shoulder with a smile.

"Tomorrow," Haruhi called back. Sohma waved goodbye and left.

Haruhi turned to me with an irritated look on her face.

"What? You did tell me to ask her myself." I stated with a grin.

"Leave Yoshiro out of this," she said sternly, and I looked at her a bit confused.

"Why? I'm interested in talking to this Yoshiro myself and finding out more about our new family member."

"Mommy, do you mean," Tamaki exclaimed, "we're adopting her?" He was ecstatic.

"You won't be able to talk to him," Haruhi said, dismissing Tamaki, and I raised an eyebrow.

"Why not?" I asked, and Haruhi sighed.

"Because," she paused, "Yoshiro is dead."

Alright there! This is sort of to give you the idea of what the hosts are thinking and feeling about Ayami lol and Kyoya's been up to something! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Please review! Thank you for reading~

~MiraCarpathia