A/N: Hi again! Welcome to chapter two! I really appreciate reviews so that I know what I need to fix! *holds out cake* Pwwweeeaaasseee. Honey sempai would be sad! Edit: If you noticed that the format for this was awful. Blame FF. I tried to edit this multiple times and it would still revert it back to the scrunched upness. Hopefully now that i have given FF a week or two to solve this problem it will work this time. But thank you for your reviews! They are so appreciated! XD

Disclaimer: Okay! I know I don't own them! Except for the four I have in my closet, they are never leaving.

Masuyo was snapped out of her daydream by a loud crashing noise. Looking around, she found the source of the commotion; Honey had gotten quite into character hopping around and had run into a table. She shook her laughing, comparing him to another very similiar boy who had an obsession for cuteness. They even looked alike. Thinking back on her memories once more, she sped through the last couple of months, from when she first danced for the club, which was secretly more fun than she thought it would be, especially when Hikaru and Kaoru decided to try and join in. Not that she would tell anyone that. Speaking of the twins, they were actually good guys. Crazy, spontaneous, a little prejudiced, but they tried. They started actually treating her like a person after Masuyo had successfully foiled the twins plan on tricking her: Hikaru had kept insisting he was Kaoru, but Masuyo simply rolled her eyes and pointed behind the couch they were standing by.

"That's Kaoru over there, hiding, although I'm not quite sure why." The twins had stayed almost silent the whole rest of the day. Haruhi explained to Masuyo that no one can usually tell them apart. Apparently, Haruhi has been the first, and Masuyo came second. That had been the start of a very...exciting friendship between the Sohma and the Hitachiin twins. At his desk, Kyouya had been sitting, workig on his computer, discretely watching them. 'Interesting.' A couple days later Masuyo had her books knocked out of her hands. Apparently some of the clients were upset that the new girl got to spend that much time with the Host Club. After the club had seen her be tripped, (they weren't spying! What kind of boys do you think they are?) it was decided that Mori-sempai and Honey-sempai would teach her and Haruhi basic defense. That had been a laugh, well almost. Masuyo had been alright at it, but in her head she knew that there were others that had wanted her to learn basic fighting. 'No! Stop it right now! You are not to think of them. You are not the first one to go through this...and you won't be the last.' Masuyo was silent through the lessons, an odd occurence for the outspoken girl. Yet the only two who noticed were the two dark-haired members of the group. But Masuyo was, in general, happy with her new friend sand school, and because of the ill feelings from the clients Masuyo danced less often, allowing the king of their group to play the piano, which got a much better response. She liked where she was, even as silly as it was. Now that we are back to where this story began I can continue on! Wel, it was almost the end of the semester so students were or slacking. Slackers as in Hikaru and Kaoru. Masuyo, an average student, attempted to study a little bit but was being constantly distracted by the other host members.

"Suyo-chan, can you help me clear away these tea sets?" Haruhi had been abandoned by the guys who were too busy doing...well nothing. Masuyo and Haruhi worked in companionable silence cleaning away. They were just finishing up when Tamaki waved his 'daughters' over to the group to plan what the next meetings theme should be.

"A cake party! That would be fun, right Usa-chan?" A confirming grunt from Mori was followed by the rest of the club shaking their heads no. Honey's eyes dropped, starting to fill with tears, but before any could fall from his eyes Mori put a large hand on top of the boy's head and ruffled his hair.

"Mitskuni." And as fast as those eyes had filled with tears, they were filled with joy again.

"I'm going to go take Usa-chan and find some cake!" And with that Honey bounded out the club room doors, clutching his bunny. Kyouya cleared his throat, noticeably irritated by the deviation of their work.

"Unless there is going to be another interruption, may we continue?"A rhetorical question. "Alright then. Tamaki." The group's leader took a deep breath, obviously hoping it would cause some anticipation. It didn't work.

"Now, my fellow host club members! I, as your princely leader, propose that next week's clu..." The large, double doors of the music room slammed opened to reveal Honey and another very similar looking boy, both breathing quite heavily from running.

"Suyo-chan! Lookie! This boy is here to see you. He's says it's important so we both ran back here to get you, and there are others but they were slower and they didn't run so they're still back there somewhere. Who are they Suyo?" Masuyo wet her lips.

"Honey-sempai, you're rambling." By that time the whole club was watching, except for Kyouya who was once again writing down something in his notebook, probably quite upset for being interrupted again. All the while, the almost exact copy of Honey had a large grin slowly forming, and without warning he ran and crashed into Masuyo, hugging her tightly.

"MASUYO! I've missed you soooooo much! We haven't seen each other in years! Almost everyone is here! Well, except for Hatori! We came because Ak...mmmfff" Masuyo had placed a hand over the boy's mouth, while gently pulling him off of herself.

"Mo...Momiji Sohma?" The girl seemed to have become shades paler. There was a cummalative question mark over everyone in the room's head. The small boy beamed.

"I knew you'd remember me! Kyo said you wouldn't and that if you did you wouldn't care, but that's not true right?" The teenage girl was still shocked silent, but she twitched at the last sentence.

"Kyo-kun? Hatori? You're here...and everyone else...that must mean." Her eyes flashed with understanding and anger. She took a deep breath, wiping all emotion off of her face as she turned towards the Host Club. She bowed to them and spoke in a hollow voice.

"Thank you for all you have done while I've been here, but it seems I have to leave. I apologize for any inconvience I have caused you. Goodbye...and thank you again." And with those stiff and formal words, she turned sharply and walked out of the club room, the newcomer Momiji following right behind her, closing the door behind them. Moments of silence followed, before an outburst.

"What the hell was that?" Kaoru was red-faced, as was his brother.

"Agreed! Who does she think she is, walking out on us like that? She was acting like she'd never see us again!" The twins nodded at each other. Haruhi glared at the pair.

"You don't know why she did that so shut up!" Haruhi's raised voice broke the president out of his stupor, causing him to go into a frenzy.

"My precious little daughter is gone! Maybe she's in trouble and doesn't want to worry us! What if she's caught up with the yakuza? Ohhh, my poor Masuyo." Both he and Honey began to cry hysterically. Kyouya huffed at them.

"Obviously, this has something to do with her family, judging by the boy's name. And she can't be that far away. I'm sure if someone ran, they could catch up with her, before she goes anywhere." Tamaki and Honey stopped their crying, and the twins stopped arguing with Haruhi. Kaoru was the first to react.

"What do you mean, sempai?" Kyouya rolled his eyes at the group.

"If you want to know, go get her unless...you don't care." Hikaru stood next to his brother and they both nodded at each other before glaring at Kyouya.

"Of course we care!" That was all they said before dashing together out the door, Tamaki right behind them, and the rest? Well, they just walked. Before leaving the room, Kyouya made one last note before following behind: Kaoru?

A/N: Alrighty! There's the second chapter! I hope you liked it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated! I had a devil of a time getting the format for this to work!