What's this? Is that...an update? Shock and amazement was had by all.

Yes, yes. It's another update! Isn't everyone so excited? Well, I won't keep you, go on, go on, read what happens next with our loveable and crazy circus twins!

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It only took about half a second for her to realize that she could not feel the cool metal of the doorknob underneath her fingers. And another half second for her mind to comprehend that this was due to the fact that someone else had opened the door before her. Unfortunately, her body was still moving on autopilot, so before her brain could even begin the process of warning the rest of her to stop moving, Kimi had already run full force into the person on the other side of the doorway and they both went down in an ungraceful heap of flailing limbs.

She could vaguely hear the host club rushing up behind her, but Kimi's mind was still stuck on the fact that she had landed on something soft, which could mean that either the floors in Mori's mansion were extremely comfy, or she had just managed to embarrass herself even more. Groaning, she allowed her head to thud back onto the warm chest she had fallen on. Of course she just had to not only make a fool of herself, but then follow it up by crashing into some stranger. She knew she should have just stayed in bed today. Keeping her head down so as to avoid looking her current cushion in the eye, Kimi quickly scrambled back up. To add to her mortification, the tears she had been struggling to hold back before were now trickling down her face in a slow, but steady, stream. Giving a quick bow, she began to stammer out her apologies.

"I am so so so sorry! I wasn't paying attention and I really didn't mean to-"

"Kimi?" A familiar voice cut through her apologies, causing her to jump in surprise and whip her head up to actually see the person she had run into. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the teenager standing in front of her, chestnut colored hair in disarray from the tumble and dark green eyes also wide open in shock.

"…Souji-kun?" The boy's grin exploded at the shocked muttering of his name. Before anyone could blink, he had thrown his arms around the dazed girl in a huge bear hug.

"It IS you Kimi! I couldn't believe it at first, but it really is you, isn't it? It feels like forever since I last saw you! What are you even doing here? Where's Kiki-chan? I can't believe it's actually you!" Souji started laughing when Kimi joined in, throwing her arms around his middle.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here? This is so weird! I can't even believe it!" She noticed the extremely confused looks the Host club was giving her. "Oh, sorry!" Gesturing at the lad beside her, who had yet to free her from his grip, Kimi explained. "Everyone, this is our friend, Souji. We, uh, went to the same school together! But when Kiki and I…moved…we didn't think we would ever get to see him again. So this is quite the surprise!" Kimi was grinning as she introduced her friend, the other hosts calling out greetings and waves. Kyouya's face flashed with something for a moment, but it quickly disappeared. Kimi called to Kiki, who was still buried underneath her covers. "Kiki! You'll never guess who is here!" Without even waiting for a reply, she turned back to her energetic friend who finally released her from his hug and grinned. The grin diminished a bit when she saw the serious look on his face as he studied her. "Souji-kun?"

"Have you been…crying?" Quickly remembering her mini-breakdown a few minutes prior, Kimi used her sleeve to wipe away any discriminating evidence. Souji's eyes narrowed before looking up at the Host club who had, up until this point, been mostly ignored. Several of the hosts shuddered at the cold chill that seemed to suddenly permeate the room. Souji's voice was slow and quiet, but it was laced with a dark anger. "Did you guys make Kimi cry?"

"N-n-no! Of course not!" Tamaki stuttered out, his head reeling from the killing intent being focused in their general direction. "It is a host's duty to make sure that no fair maiden sheds even a single tear!" He not-so-subtly glanced at Hikaru. "Even though some of us can't seem to watch our mouths." Hikaru gulped when Souji's glare became fixated on him.

'Way to throw me under the bus, Tono.' Hikaru thought, starting to sweat bullets when the aura around Souji seemed to darken.

Kimi sighed as she watched the boy's antics, the Host club (minus Kyouya) quivering in a corner with Souji staring them down with a glare of death. Reaching over, she lightly smacked her friend upside the head, effectively distracting him from trying to bore a hole through poor Hikaru's skull.

"Leave them alone Souji." She admonished the boy. "I'm a girl; I tend to cry for no reason at all." With a shrug, she walked towards the bed where Kiki was still burrowed under the covers. She may have lied a bit on the reason she had been tearing up earlier, but she really didn't want to get into that right now.

Souji paused, before nodding sagely. "Ah, it must be that time of the month, huh?" Kimi froze in mid-step. "You do tend to get crazy emotional during that time." Haruhi winced in sympathy for the oblivious boy as an evil aura began to grow around Kimi's stiff frame.

Hikaru and Kaoru walked up and patted him on the shoulder. "Well, it was nice knowing you mate. We'll make sure you have a lovely funeral."

"With a Mariachi band. You seem like the kind of guy who would want a Mariachi band at his funeral." Souji looked back and forth between the two in confusion.

"Well, yes, I would like a Mariachi band at my funeral, but I'm pretty sure being dead is a requirement for a funeral. At least, last I checked it was…" Hikaru laughed and pointed at a murderous looking Kimi.

"Not for long." Souji paled when he finally realized the trouble he had gotten himself into.

"Souji, it's great to see you again. It really sucks that I have to murder you now." Souji dodged a punch towards his face before dashing across the room, avoiding various kicks, punches, and randomly thrown objects towards his person.

"Sweet Santa's beard! She's really trying to kill me! Isn't anyone going to stop her?"

"Sorry, but you brought it on yourself. I mean, honestly, mentioning "the period"? That's guy taboo for a reason." Kaoru called across the room while Souji performed an impressive backbend to avoid an enraged fist. "Do you want flowers at your funeral or manly balloons?"

"Manly balloons." Another dodge. "I'm sorry! What more do you want from me!"

"Your still beating heart would be a good place to start."

There was some rustling from the bed as Kiki began to stir. Her blonde curls were in complete disarray around her head with pieces that seemed to stick straight out. She couldn't muster the energy to force her eyes open and it felt like her brain was trying to explode through her forehead. Groaning, she placed her hands over her ears and allowed her head to fall onto Haruhi's shoulder.

"Ha-ru-hiiii! Why is everything so loud? Hurts." Reaching up, Haruhi gently patted the sick girl's head from where it was resting on her shoulder. Almost purring, Kiki nuzzled her head further into Haruhi's hand.

"Kimi ran into someone you guys apparently know. They both seemed really excited to see each other, but then he mentioned something about Kimi PMS'ing, and now she's been trying to murder him for the past few minutes." There was a thud as the helmet from Tamaki's suit of armor missed Souji's stomach by mere millimeters. Some cheers to Kiki's right caught her attention; it would seem that the Hitachiin twins were making bets on when one of Kimi's projectiles would finally find their mark. Kiki snorted quietly to herself before tugging on Haruhi's sleeve to catch the host's attention. Haruhi quirked an eyebrow at the grinning girl.

"That's totally the issue, by the way." Kiki whispered, laughing when she noticed Tamaki eavesdropping, as he turned pale at the news. Haruhi had to hide her laugh behind her hand. Kiki continued to giggle, until an extra loud girly squeal (courtesy of Souji) seemed to cut straight through her head like a knife. "Uuugh, as fun as this is to watch, they really need to stop. I'm pretty sure my brain has decided to eject my eyeballs from my skull to make more room for itself." Haruhi nodded in sympathy as Kiki groaned and tried to bury her head further into Haruhi's shoulder, as if that would drown out all the noise. Sitting on the floor by the bed, Mori looked back from his seat and gently patted Kiki's crazy bed-head before pulling himself up. Without a word, he walked right into the midst of the warring parties.

Right as Kimi was about to throw a very sharp and painful looking knee-joint from Hikaru's earlier outfit at a cowering Souji, a large shadow fell over her. Before she could even comprehend what was happening, she was hoisted up underneath Mori's arm like a football. A few seconds later, Souji had also been swooped up. Kimi took this opportunity to try and kick Souji, but a glare from Mori quickly stopped all bickering. He walked the two over to Kiki's bed and placed them down next to it.

"You're bothering Kiki." He muttered, patting said girl on the head when she sneezed. Kimi had the decency to look ashamed, Souji just grinned and plopped himself next to her on the bed and also hugged her.

"Ki-chan! How I have missed you so!" Pulling back, he got a good look at Kiki, who was starting to feel a little woozy. "Wow, you don't just look like death warmed over; you look like death that exploded in the microwave."

Kiki groaned as she let herself fall back against the bed and snuggled the nearby pillow. "That's about how I feel too." She peeked out from over her arm. "It's great to see you and all, but what are you even doing here?"

"Yeah, really! What are the odds of you ending up here of all places?" Kimi glared at Souji with suspicion in her eyes. "Awfully…convenient…"

Souji waved his hands in front of himself. "Woah, woah, it's nothing like that! After you guys left the-" At this point, Kiki loudly started coughing, interrupting Souji mid-word. When he glanced at her, she very discreetly motioned behind the others to Kimi, who made a cutting motion across her throat, warning him that the others didn't know about their past. Barely nodding in understanding, he handed Kiki a glass of water Hunny had given him.

"Sorry." Kiki grinned, giving the empty glass back.

He shrugged. "It's all good. Anyway, when you guys left, I decided I wanted to continue my martial arts training. It took a lot of searching, but I finally found Japan's martial arts national champion, Mitsukuni Haninozuka!" Souji grinned, while Hunny quickly stood and bowed to an imaginary audience.

"Ne, ne, Souji-kun came to our dojo and begged to study with me!" Hunny cheered, munching on a slice of cake that no one could remember giving him. "I said no at first, but after talking to him for a while and hearing his story and the fact that he had nowhere to stay, we decided that he could stay! We're even sponsoring him so he can attend Ouran with us." Kimi and Kiki looked at Hunny, absolutely shocked. Kyouya spoke up at this point.

"The Haninozuka family is famous for their charity work. Hunny-sempai's mom throws several charity balls a year." He mentioned, typing something on his laptop. "They even have a scholarship for young martial artists who want to attend Ouran Academy."

Hunny nodded in agreement. "Uh-huh! Souji-kun passed father's entire test and received the scholarship! And since he didn't have any place to stay, we're letting him stay with us!"

Souji grinned, nervously rubbing the back of his head. "And I'm really grateful to the Haninozuka family too. They didn't have to. But isn't this great! Now all three of us can go to Ouran together!" Laughing, he threw his arms over Kimi and Kiki's shoulders, pulling them into some semblance of a group hug. Kimi rolled her eyes, laughing with him. Kiki on the other hand, turned a rather spectacular shade of green.

"Ooooh, guys. I really don't feel well…"

"Crapollas! Quick! Somebody grab a bucket!"

After what she was pretty sure was her entire digestive system's attempt to escape out of her body through her mouth, Kiki whimpered and curled up into the covers. Most of the hosts were plastered against the wall, all looking a touch ill themselves. It was at this point that someone politely knocked at the door.

"And that would probably be the doctor." Kyouya stated, excusing himself to open the door.

"Where was he fifteen minutes ago?" Kimi muttered under her breath, rubbing soothing circles on her sister's back. Kiki nodded in agreement, curling in on herself even more.

An older gentleman walked up to the bed. His hair was a dark grey with silver streaks running through it, along with a moustache that curled up at the ends. Kiki immediately approved of him. Any guy with an awesome mustache like that had to be good. Pausing to set his bag down, the man bowed and introduced himself.

"I apologize for the delay, young lady. My name is Dr. Daichi, I am the Ootori family's personal doctor." Kiki grumbled, burying even further into the covers. Dr. Daichi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Kimi, who was looking rather annoyed at her sister. Kimi sighed.

"Sorry about her, sir. Kiki…doesn't care for doctors." The man chuckled in understanding.

"It's quite alright my dear. She's definitely not the first patient I've dealt with who didn't exactly care for my presence. In fact…I remember one little boy I once did a check up on who not only glowered at me the entire time I was there, but tried to sneak out the door every time my back was turned. Right, Kyouya-san?"

"I really think you should return from your trip down memory lane and check on the patient, sir." Kyouya muttered. Normally, he wouldn't stand for anyone to say such things, but Daichi-san had been the Ootori's family doctor for so long it was almost like he was a part of the family. Of course, that didn't stop the barely discernible blush from dusting across the boy's nose. The two sets of twins in the room grinned as if they had just found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

"Yes, yes, I suppose I should, hmm?" Getting straight to work, he pulled a thermometer out of his bag and stuck it in Kiki's protesting mouth. The girl grumbled as best as she could around it, but eventually allowed herself to be pushed back against the pillows as she waited for it to do its job. "Now…" Dr. Daichi clapped his hands together and turned to everyone else in the room. "I want everyone in here who is not a family member to scoot." Several voices broke out in protest, until he raised his hand for silence. "No if, ands, or buts about it, I'm sure you boys can all find something useful to do in the meantime. Now out you go! Out! Out!" Shuffling the boys forward, he eventually herded them all through the door, before closing it and turning back to his squirming patient and her exasperated sister. "A rather noisy group, that one is." Striding forward, he gently pulled the thermometer from Kiki's mouth and checked the temperature. "Hmm…one hundred and two degrees Fahrenheit, no wonder you feel so sick. Is there anything that could have caused you to get a fever?" Kimi winced.

"Well, we were running some errands last night and got caught in the rain with just our sweatshirts, so we got pretty soaked. Kiki's always been kind of susceptible to colds and such, and we were so busy last night I guess she never got the chance to properly dry off…" He nodded in understanding as he checked Kiki's heartbeat. Kimi watched him as he dug through his bag.

"Um…Daichi-san?" she finally ventured, pausing when he turned questioning eyes her way. "H-how much do you think this will all cost? I don't like expecting Kyouya to pay for everything. Even if I can't pay it all now, I could pay a little at a time." The man softly chuckled as he continued the check-up.

"Don't worry about it dear." Ignoring the stunned look on Kimi's face, he shined a penlight into a grouchy Kiki's eye. "Kyouya may seem cold and business-like on the outside, but he really isn't a bad kid. Now, now, don't give me that look, I'm telling the truth. I've been watching the lad since he was no taller than my own knee." Kimi shrugged, but didn't comment anymore on it.

After several long minutes, he finally finished the last of his tests. Looking over the notes he made, he turned toward Kimi.

"From the looks of it, it would seem that she has the flu." The twins groaned in unison. "I know, it does suck. From what I can tell, this is partly because of last night. But more importantly, you said that Kiki-chan here was vulnerable to colds and such, correct?" Kimi nodded in agreement. "Well, her immune system might be weak, so running around in the rain last night really didn't help. Also, she seems slightly malnourished, which could be the reason she now has the flu, and not just a simple cold. Have you ladies been eating properly?" Feeling a blush crawl up her neck, Kimi glanced about and muttered.

"We've been eating, sir. Mostly. I mean, we're not starving or anything. We're fine, honest." Daichi nodded, obviously not fully believing the girls. Kiki yawned, sleepily rubbing an eye.

"We almost done?" Reaching into his bag, he grabbed a pad and wrote down several prescriptions for Kiki.

"Yes, yes. I'll just give these to Kyouya and have him pick up these pills for you. I'll also tell him to make sure you take them all." He pinned the sheepish girl with a look that told her he didn't believe her reassurances that she would take them all and not flush them down the toilet when no one was looking. "Also, I want both of you girls to incorporate more vitamins and minerals into your diet. That means no more cup ramen every night, or whatever you were eating before. Also…" Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a case and opened it, revealing several needles inside. "When Kyouya called, he shared what he found, so I decided to bring a couple of these, just in case. And I'm glad I did." Turning to Kimi, he motioned for her arm. "I doubt you've had your flu shot, and since you are probably going to be in close proximity with your sister for a while, I'm going to go ahead and give you the vaccine. Just in case." Kimi loudly voiced her objections, but gave him her arm anyway. Shuddering, Kiki looked away while the shot was being administered. She hated needles.

After slapping a neon green Band-Aid onto Kimi's arm, Dr. Daichi allowed the boys (plus Haruhi) to filter back into the room. While everyone else crowded around Kimi and Kiki, Kyouya listened as Dr. Daichi filled him in on everything he needed to know in order to make sure Kiki recovered as quickly as possible. Patting the two girls on the head, Dr. Daichi left. When things calmed down a bit, Kimi turned to Mori with a sigh of defeat.

"We'll stay." She muttered, glancing at Kiki, whose head was starting to droop. "At least for a week or so until Kiki gets better. Then we can get out of your hair." Mori simply smiled and patted her head. Kimi pouted.

By the time Monday rolled around, Kiki was still curled up in bed with a fever. Kimi had yet to see Mori's mother or father, and she was starting to wonder if they even knew about the two stowaways in their mansion. Tossing her backpack over her shoulder, Kimi stepped out of the limo several blocks from the school, insisting that she walk the rest of the way. "It's for the exercise." She assured Hunny, waving aside his insistences that they could take her all the way to school. Watching the limo disappear from sight, she scooted the backpack further up her back and started walking. The real reason she wasn't going to ride the limo up to the school gates was her sense of self-preservation. Aside from a few rather memorable events, the two runaways had mostly managed to stay under the radar of the general school populace. Well as much as twin commoners in an extremely elite and rich high school could, which really wasn't much. But arriving at school in the limo with Hunny and Mori? Kimi shuddered at the thought of what their fangirls might do to her. For the most part, it wasn't Mori's fangirls that scared her…it was the Hunny fans. You would think the admirers of the little Lolita boy would be sweet and harmless as opposed to say…Kyouya's followers. The members of the "Bun-Bun Brigade", or the BBB as they were referred to in whispered fear down the hallways, were known to be frightening and almost brutal. They took it upon themselves to be sure that their beloved Hunny-sempai retained his "cute and adorable innocence". Kimi scoffed to herself as she jogged up the school steps. "Innocent" her lovely white buttocks, he was an eighteen year old boy. Kimi was convinced that underneath the fluffy and endearing exterior there lurked a regular raging teenage boy. She just lacked any concrete proof. And part of her didn't dare voice any of these thoughts out loud, for fear of what the BBB might do to her if they heard her speak such "blasphemy". For all she knew, she might end up sharing some underground bunker with a fat guy named Bubbles who refused to share the peanut butter, while halfway across the world. These girls had the resources to make that happen. Kimi was snapped out of her musings by a tap on her shoulder.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Kaoru questioned the brooding girl, while Haruhi and Hikaru settled in their seats.

"I don't want to share a secret bunker with a fat guy named Bubbles." Kimi sighed, face creased in worry.

Haruhi gave Kimi an odd look, having not expected such an answer from the girl. Meanwhile Kaoru and Hikaru were trying to get air back in their lungs after they broke down laughing. Kimi watched them in confusion as they finally managed to crawl back into their desks.

"What? You asked what I was thinking about and you got it. Don't act so surprised." She paused in thought, before holding her hand in front of Hikaru's nose. "Speaking of which, you owe me a penny for that thought. And next time don't expect it to be so cheap. My thoughts are worth a lot of money you know." Still chuckling, Hikaru relinquished the penny, which Kimi happily pocketed. "Pleasure doing business fellas." Kimi fought back a rather large yawn, before settling down in her desk, hoping she didn't fall asleep during class. Kiki had kept her up half the night, between her tossing and turning, along with the occasional dash to the bathroom. Kimi felt like she didn't get a single wink of sleep.

It seemed like class was dragging on forever, but finally the bell rang and everyone dashed out of the room and headed out for their next class. Grumbling as she maneuvered her way through a sea of yellow, Kimi finally emerged into her next classroom, a bit roughed up from being pushed around by the large skirts of the Ouran girl's uniforms, but mostly unscathed. "Why anyone would think that the love child of a giant mutant marshmallow and Big Bird was the perfect inspiration for a school uniform deserves to be shot. Multiple times. With a rusty shotgun." Without paying attention to where she was going, Kimi continued to mutter dark things under her breath as she walked to the back of the class and ungracefully plopped down at her desk, grateful to just be sitting in her chair.

"Oof!"

Kimi paused as soon as she sat down.

Her very soft chair.

Groaning, Kimi glanced behind her and came face to face with a heavily blushing Nekozawa. The poor boy could only stammer, unable to form full words due to the amount of shock he was in. Instead of springing up and apologizing profusely, Kimi just allowed her head to thunk onto the desk in front of her and mutter more dark words under her breath.

"Um…Kimi-chan?" Tamaki's tentative voice cut through her pissed off mini-rant about her apparent inability to not go a single week without sitting/landing on a person.

"What?" She snapped back, still staying in her current position on a terribly confused Nekozawa, her black hair fanning across the desk, since she refused to move her head from her cozy spot on the wood. Pure mahogany was actually kind of comfy if you were sleepy enough.

"Wh-why are you sitting at Nekozawa's desk? And uh…why are you sitting on Nekozawa?" She tilted her head up just enough that the hair parted to the side allowing, a single eye to glare up at the Host King. Right now, annoyance at being caught in this situation again was overwhelming any sort of embarrassment she would normally be feeling.

"It's a commoner's way of showing friendship, Tamaki. I thought you of all people would know this. We do this all the time in school; spend class in each other's laps I mean. Geez, get with the program Milord." Pulling her torso up with a huff, she leaned back against Nekozawa's chest, not willing to admit the reason she was still here was that she was really tired, and Nekozawa was actually really comfortable. Poor Nekozawa just sat there, hands waving about in the air since he had no idea where to put them.

"Really?" Tamaki instantly brightened up. "None of my commoner research brought that up! How wonderful to have an actual commoner to talk to about these things! I can't believe Haruhi didn't tell me this! Come Kyouya!" Running back to his desk, Tamaki threw himself into the chair and patted his lap. "Place yourself upon my lap as an expression of our undying friendship Kyouya!"

"No."

"But moooother! Think about the family!

"Still no."

"Then I shall come sit on your la-"

"Stay away from me or I swear I will never put a kotatsu up in my house again."

Kimi eventually tuned out the two boys bickering and yawned, almost nodding off once again. Unfortunately, something kept poking her shoulder and interrupting her attempts at sleep. Annoyed, she kept swiping at the offending object, but it kept returning with its incessant poking. "Cut it oooout." She whined. A warm burst of air brushed across her cheek, sounding suspiciously like a sigh. She stiffened, before peeping one eye open and slowly turning her head to the side. Blue eyes set within a cherry-red face stared back mere inches away from her face.

She gulped.

"I'm…still in your lap, aren't I?" Nekozawa awkwardly nodded, looking completely lost as what to do next. She groaned (for the nth time today). "Sorry, you're surprisingly comfortable and I pretty much didn't get any sleep last night and I kind of wasn't paying attention earlier when I sat down but I felt kind of stupid because this is the second time in like two days I've landed on someone so I didn't want to admit that I just did it again so I made something up but then I started nodding off and I should really stop babbling and get up shouldn't I?"

"Please?" Nekozawa choked out from beneath her. Kimi nodded even as she got up and scooted over the few feet to her own, thankfully empty, desk. Throwing herself across its polished surface, she yawned, as she shifted about trying to get comfortable again.

"Sorry again about that Zawa-san." She sleepily muttered through the curtain of hair that fell across her face. "Kiki kept me up most the night, so I'm not really thinking coherently today."

Nekozawa nodded in understanding, even as he pulled his hood further down his face in an attempt to hide the dark blush stained across his cheeks. "Where is Kiki today? I don't think I've ever actual seen one of you without the other."

"She's sick with the flu. Stuck in bed for god knows how long. I'll tell her you said hi." Picking up her pencil; Kimi did a doodle of random stick figures on the corner of the expensive desk. Nekozawa frowned.

"She's sick?" Kimi hummed in the affirmative, adding dragon wings to a different sketch. Nekozawa glanced from beneath his hood at the distracted girl, nowhere near as vibrant as usual without her sister. "I…could look up some spells for good health." Nekozawa nervously offered, wincing a little when Kimi's head whipped around to stare at him.

"Would you? Hey, Kiki would love that!" She squealed, grinning a thousand watt smile in his direction. Nekozawa nodded. The teacher walked in at this moment, silencing any further discussions.

The rest of the day passed rather uneventfully. Kimi struggled to stay awake during class, or at least not get caught napping by the teachers. And she had to repeatedly explain Kiki's sickness to several curious students who wondered where the blonde goofball had disappeared to. She was surprised to see Souji in her Literature class with Mori and Hunny, but he seemed distracted for some reason and only gave her a passing glance and an off-handed wave.

Finally it was the last class of the day. One more class and she could finally go home and pass out in the bed Mori was letting them borrow; with its soft sheets and wonderful mattress and oh-so-fluffy pillows. Kimi felt like melting into a gooey puddle of happiness just thinking about it. A clatter followed by a thud from her side distracted her from her napping daydreams. Glancing over to see what the disturbance was, she raised an eyebrow at a dirt smudged Kasanoda.

" 'Sup, Nova? Little early to be digging graves, don'tcha think?" Kasanoda gave her a weird look.

"Why is it that that is the first thing you think of?" He questioned, looking as if he was wondering if he should be worried about her or not. Kimi shrugged.

"It seemed like a logical assumption. I know there are days I want to go on a murdering spree, you know, do a little chlorine clean-up in the gene pool. But being Yakuza, I figured it might be easier for you." She quirked an eyebrow at his expression. "What? It's not like I've actually thought about it…much." Kasanoda only gave her another odd look before looking to the heavens as if they held the answer for the girl's weirdness.

"Actually I'm working on a project in the gardening club and I had a free period earlier, so I went over to do a little work." He explained, trying to dust some of the dirt off his jacket. Glancing at the other desk beside him, Kasanoda looked confused for a second. "Where's Kiki? Is she running late?"

"Nah. She's actually stuck in bed today. Sick with the flu." Kimi explained (for what felt like the twentieth time today). Kasanoda winced.

"Is it really bad? Do you think she'll get better soon? When do you think she'll be back?" Kimi laughed a little at his questions.

"Big bad Yakuza isn't worried about little Kiki, is he?" She cooed, internally laughing at the light blush dusting his cheeks. Teasing Kasanoda was way too much fun sometimes. "Don't worry Nova, we're pumping meds into her, so hopefully she should be back to her bright and loud self in a week or so. She's going to hate catching up on all the schoolwork though." As she said this, a light bulb dinged over her head as an absolutely delightful idea took form. With a grin bordering on evil she leaned back in her chair, arms thrown over her face so Kasanoda couldn't see. "It's going to be especially hard for her in math though. You know how hopeless she can be in it, even if she tries really hard on her own."

Kasanoda nodded in agreement, remembering all the little questions she would ask him before class would start. It was usually just one or two small things she would mix up that would throw off her entire problem. But normally once he pointed them out to her, her face would split into a brilliant smile as she understood where she went wrong. "Yeah, she does get things mixed up sometimes…"

"Yep." Kimi continued, staring at Kasanoda from underneath her arm. "I'm sure she would really appreciate if someone could help her with all her make-up math work. Otherwise the poor dear will be so distraught and stressed out trying to figure it out."

Nodding in agreement, Kasanoda winced at the thought. "That is a really good idea." He was startled by the grin that stretched across Kimi's face.

"That's so kind of you, Nova!" She laughed, slapping him across the back. "Volunteering to come after school and help poor Kiki with her math homework! Such a gentleman!" The flabbergasted look on his face was absolutely priceless and Kimi was disappointed that she didn't own a camera so she could capture this priceless moment forever.

"Wha-wha-what? I-I-I-I-I-I can't c-c-c-come over to your house and help K-K-Kiki with her homework!" Face alight, Kasanoda was vehemently denying any involvement while waving his arms everywhere in a panic. "W-why can't you do it? You're in her class too!"

Kimi faked a rather dramatic sigh. "Yes, but she just doesn't understand when I explain it. You can explain it in a just the right way for her to get it." Kimi's grin grew even wider. "I'm sure she would just love the help, Nova!" As Kasanoda continued to stutter and ramble the laughter in Kimi's head grew louder and louder. You couldn't buy this kind of fun. Really, teasing the poor boy would never grow old. Kimi leaned over and patted Kasanoda's fiery hair mid-babble, just as the teacher walked in to start the class.

"Great! I'll come pick you up after gardening club ends! Thanks so much Nova!"

God, his facial expressions were absolutely fantastic.

It was totally worth the screeching she was going to get when she told Kiki about Kasanoda coming over to help with her make-up work.

A/N: Ta-da! Bwahahaha, I had so much fun with Kimi and Nekozawa in this chapter! And how will Kiki react when she finds out Kasanoda is coming over? And does anyone remember Souji? I almost didn't. I think he was back at the end of Chapter 8. Oops. He was supposed to come in way earlier...and then I got distracted. I'm trying to start cranking up the fluff for the girls somewhat, but well ah...fluff is not a strong point of mine. But I shall do my best!

Don't forget we still have a contest going on! What kind of repayment is Kyouya wanting from our twins? What will he make them do/get? Remember, the only rules are to keep it clean, and the girls are not allowed to work at the Host club full time. Looking forward to your suggestions!

Also, does anyone remember that Twitter page I was talking about for the twins? I had one up and running, but after a few months and nothing happening, I went ahead and closed it. I don't mind having a page, but the lack of interest made it illogical to keep up. But if more people get excited about it and want it up again, I'll do it. I just want to know I'll have people actually on and using it, otherwise it seems a little pointless. ^-^;; I think if I get...hmm...let's say...twenty people who say they want it back and promise to follow the girl's page, I'll bring it back. But don't stop at twenty! The more the merrier. (And the girls would totally roleplay with any other Ouran characters on Twitter...:hint hint: )

I feel like I say this every chapter, but sorry for the ridiculous delay. To be honest, I've been rather depressed the past few months and completely lost any desire to write anything. Just a lot going on right now. Guys wish me luck because I'm dealing with a lot of stuff at the moment. But I'm trying to force myself to write and just hope my muse follows along after a while.

Anything else? Hmm...I'm currently working on my first original novel...and...oh! Apparently I'm moving to Michigan! Do I have any Michigan readers here? =3 It's going to be so cold since I'm used to Tennessee weather...