The twins sighed when they realized that I had one for the last time, stopping in front of a weird looking door with a strange fragrance coming from it.

.

I looked at the twins. "Why does it smell funny?"

.

"It's all the roses in the room," they said at the same time.

.

I felt my eyes felt my eyes get huge and my mouth turn upwards. "ROSES! I LOVE ROSES!"

.

Akito shook his head and kissed my cheek, causing the twins to growl.

.

They smiled down at me lovingly. Already, I had begun to seep into their hearts and remind them of a kitten. Of course, they loved me like a sister, and Akito was not included.

.

Akito grabbed my hand. "We've seen the door. Can we leave now?"

.

I scowled at him cutely. "No we cannot. We have to see through on our promise. Right Kaoru?"

.

He nodded like an army member and put a hand to his forehead, saluting me. "Yes, sir!"

.

I giggled, causing Hikaru and Kaoru both to go into a fit of "she's so cute"'s.

.

I smiled at them, and could feel their excitement grow. Whatever a Host Club was, I wanted to be a part of it, since they were a part of it.

.

The door opened, the the fragrance exploded. I loved it. Rose petals flew at my face, and I looked around at the twins and Akito.

.

Akito had grabbed one of the rose petals and was looking at it like it was an alien.

.

"This is weird. Rose petals? Seriously?" he scowled.

.

The twins growled, and when I turned away from them, a grin on my face, I came nose-to-nose with a blonde, tall, violet eyed boy with a manic expression.

.

"Mommy! Tell Haruhi she need to be girlier! MOOOOMMYYYY!" he whined.

I giggled, causing his attention to turn back to me. All of a sudden, he was composed; the light of his eyes shining like a hurricane.

.

To me he was very... princely.

.

He bent down to face me and grabbed my hand. "Well, if it isn't a beautiful princess, stepping away from her castle. What bring you to mine, dear one?"

.

Akito growled, but I stopped him with a look, turning back to the one with blonde hair, who was still smiling at me.

.

"Actually, the twins invited me. I've never been to one of these."

.

"Naturally, I'd have to service a wonderful girl as you, wouldn't I?" the blonde said boldly. "My name is Tamaki Suoh. At your service."

.

"Service, huh?" I said. "This isn't like a brothel is it?"

.

Lightning flashed out of nowhere, and the boy was staring at me like I was a leper. His face was all upturned in an expression of sheer agony.

.

"My lady, I assure you that this is no brothel," someone said from behind him.

.

I turned Tamaki a little and found that he had gone solid in that form.

.

Giggling, I knocked his head with my fist one time, and he immediately went from stone to liquid again, smiled at me.

.

"What a gorgeous laugh you have, my dear."

.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Aren't you just the nicest?"

.

He blushed and looked at his feet.

.

"Tamaki Suoh? Blushing?" someone once again said from behind him.

.

I looked back and found a girl with short brown hair and pretty doe eyes smiling at me in astonishment.

.

I walked around Tamaki. "You're very pretty, might I say. What's your name?"

.

"I'm Haruhi Fujioka. Nice to meet you, miss," she said kindly.

.

"Nice to meet you too," I said with a toothy smile. "Why are you wearing a boy's uniform."

.

Everyone in the room stopped whatever they were doing. The twins raced to my side and pulled me away, while some kid with glasses stared at me evenly, his calm, collected expression, I knew, a mask to hide whatever he was feeling.

.

"We can't let anyone know that Haruhi is a girl," Hikaru said.

.

"She owes a debt and must pay it off with services." Kaoru finished.

.

I rubbed my imaginary beard like Sherlock Holmes. "Ahhh. I seeee... so you take advantage of her..."

.

They went red and looked away guiltily. "We...!...She...!..."

.

I giggled and kissed their cheeks. "Nothing to be sad about. A debt is a debt."

.

I felt a tug at my skirt. Looking down, I saw a little boy, with grown up eyes. He may have looked small, but I knew he was much older. His eyes were too weathered and wise to know any different.

.

"Hello," I smiled. "What's your name?"

.

"I'm Mitskuni Honinozuka! But call me Honey!"

.

"Honey," I said, once again scratching my imaginary beard. "Very fitting for a young prince as yourself."

.

Tamaki went pale. "P-Prince?" Then he exploded. "MOOOOOMMY! I'm the prince! I'm the prince!" he ran to the boy in glasses and tossed back his head, reminding me of a kid throwing a fit.

.

But, I couldn't stand to see him sad. I ran up to him and kissed his cheek. "Don't worry, Tamaki. You're the king!" I said throwing up my hands.

.

He glowed. "Really?" He straightened, mocking a sergeant. "Kyoya! This girl is delightful! Have her sent to my table everyday!"

.

The kid with glasses looked at Tamaki with such hatred, I had to contain myself not to kiss his cheek. It was my way of calming people down.

.

"You know we can't do that, Tamaki. She's a customer, she has the right to choose."

.

I felt another tug and looked down to see Honey smiling at me. "You got Tama-chan to stop screaming. You're amazing!" he said, throwing up his arms like I do.

.

I smiled. "Thank you, Honey. Wait, who's this? You bodyguard?"

.

"No. He's my cousin Takashi. Say hi, Takashi!"

.

The tall dude with no expression mumbled a "hi" and didn't say anything else.

.

I knew exactly how to get to him. He was only happy if Honey was happy. It was quite admirable, but also selfish in a way.

,

"You wanna have cake with us?" Honey said excitedly.

.

I smiled. "Sure! Wait! Where's Akito?"

.

I looked around the room and couldn't see him, so I turned and ran out the door, watching him walk away from the Host Club.

.

I ran after him. "Akito? Where are you going?"

.

He stopped and kissed me so hard, I thought my lips would bruise. He pulled back and yelled. "I can't stand them. All around you like a pack of wolves. You wouldn't understand, Amaya. You're too good for them! You're like a brand of heroine. Everyone wants the way it makes them feel!"

.

Aw.. he was jealous... my big brother... :)

.

I turned my head up and kissed him softly. "You know I have an excess of love. Mom always said that, didn't she. I have to give some to everyone I meet, just to not explode! Now, calm down and come back. I'm sure they'll love you."

.

He sighed in defeat and followed me back. When we opened the door, everyone was fighting. The twins were yelling at Tamaki, who was complaining to "mommy", who was having to deal with a crying Honey, and a yelling Haruhi.

.

I ran up and tapped Haruhi on the shoulder. "What are you fighting over?"

.

"You. Everyone wants you to be their guest."

.

I looked around and grabbed the twins' hands, because they were the loudest.

.

"Calm down, everyone," I said over the noise.

.

They didn't stop, so I shouted. "CALM DOWN!"

.

They stopped.

.

The twins looked down and noticed our hands, and smiled. "We get her first!"

.

Tamaki got angry. "No, I get her! Mommy! The twins are trying to un-innocent my baby!"

.

I looked at him. "Who's your baby?" I asked with a cute expression.

.

He hugged one of my arms. "You of course. As an honorary friend to the Host Club, it's only natural that you become a part of it."

.

I smiled, but shook my head. "I'm afraid you'll have to accept my brother, Akito, too."

.

Everyone turned to the door, and Akito was red in the face. They gawked at him.

.

Tamaki ran up to him, his eyes the size of moons. "Whoooooooa... muscles..."

.

I giggled. Turning, I gave Kyoya a smile.

.

Walking past everyone, who was gawking at Akito. They asked for stories of wars, and Akito gave them stories of school fights, but they ate it up anyways.

.

"Show me," I said.

.

Kyoya looked baffled. "Show you what?"

.

"Your talent. I want to see it. It must be amazing!"

,

"I assure you, madame, I have no talent."

.

I knew exactly what type of guy he was. "Hmm," I mumbled. "Well, who am I?"

.

He still looked surprised, but gave me an answer. "Amaya Rin Koboyashi. Blood type: AB-. Black hair, pale blue eyes, reasonably healthy, and well-manicured. Recently adopted along with your brother, Akito Koboyashi, who has a past of fighting and skipping school, unlike his intellectual and intelligent sister. Outgoing, good at sports, and pretty. You have three main hobbies: reading, writing, and... does that say smiling?... I can' see any major blemeshis on your record; just a small incident where the police had to take you to the hospital for... assault?"

.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me.

,

Haruhi ran up to my face. "Did someone hurt you, Amaya?"

.

"DID THEY?" Tamaki and the twins yelled.

.

Kyoya stood calm and collected as he looked down on me with a smirk, thinking he put me in a corner.

.

but he didn't. I'd been in this situation countless times.

.

"No. I just got bumped into a car. People thought it was assault, but it was an honest accident, really."

.

Everyone backed off, smiling in relief. Akito shot me a look of sadness and anger, before going back to his stories.

.

I looked at Kyoya, who was still smirking, but his eyes said other things.

.

"Kyoya Ootori. I stand amazed at your talent!" I said with a broad smile.

.

His eyes flamed up in anger, and I knew he was mad at the world to be angry at a compliment.

.

But he smiled and bowed falsely. "Anything for a guest, madame."

.

I pet his cheek. "Kyoya, don't forget to hide your eyes when you smile. It gives you away."

.

"I beg your pardon?"

.

"When you smile, don't forget to stop and adjust your eyes. I can tell you don't like me, and that's understandable. I'm not a very likeable person. But, you don't have to pretend to if you truly don't. I've had people hate me before. I can handle it."

.

"How do you know I'm faking?" he challenged, still smirking.

.

I looked him back in the eye. "So pretty. This color is almost onyx, it's so black. But they're sad. Nothing can hide that fact. You're sad at everything, aren't you, Kyoya. You're mad at the world for a fate you couldn' stop. Here," I said, kissing his cheek. "Keep the love in that safe, will you?"

.

He touched his cheek, looking at me in astonishment. "And what do I do with it?"

.

"Take it out when you're ready to cry. You deserve to."

.

He didn't smile with his mouth, but I could see it in his eyes. Instead, he remained stoic, bowing and going back to his laptop.

.

I smiled and turned, going back tot he group and answering questions about Akito, glad that he was being accepted. He was still smiling, going on about our old school, and how many fights he'd been in.

.

The twins were reanacting a fight when I past them. It was my bad luck that put me in that spot. Hikaru was pretending to be Akito, who had swung one punch, knocking the guy (Kaoru) out and sending him flying into the dirt (me).

,

I hit his back and fell so hard I heard something crack. But it wasn't any bone... no. It was much worse than that... it was a vase.

.

Everyone stared at the pieces in astonishment. The twins looked so guilty, they almost started crying.

.

I stood up. "It's okay, Hikaru and Kaoru. I'm fine."

.

"Really?" they asked uncertain.

.

I popped my back. "Yep!"

,

They kissed either of my cheeks, causing Akito to growl menacingly.

.

I giggled and shot him a wink, instantly calming him down.

.

Kyoya spoke up, smirking. "That vase was going to go for 8,000,000 yen, Amaya. Do you plan to pay it back?"

.

"Hey! It was our fault!' the twins yelled.

.

Tamaki looked at me with a huge smile on his face before turning back to the twins and whispering in their ears. All of a sudden, they got happy and smirked evilly, walking towards me.

.

"Did you hear?" Hikaru whispered loudly to Kaoru.

.

"She broke the vase," Kaoru completed.

.

"How's she gonna pay it back?" Tamaki asked, getting an evil smirk on his face as well.

.

Haruhi growled. "You three stop it! You can't make her stay by forcing her into Hosting! It wasn't her fault!"

,

I gasped. "That's what you're trying to do?" and I felt tears come to my eyes.

.

They went pale and ran to my side.

.

"We're sorry, Amaya," the twins said, kissing my cheeks.

.

Tamaki hugged my body to his. "Daddy's here, little one. Let it all out."

.

"I can't believe my own friends would do that to me..." I whispered.

.

Kyoya cleared his throat. "A debt is a debt, Amaya. No crying is going to help your current unfortunate situation."

.

I looked at him and smiled widely. If he wanted to play, I'd play. Kill 'em with kindness. That's what mother always said.

.

"Okay then. I'll stay."

.

The twins screamed triumphantly.

.

Kyoya, still surprised by my reaction, turned red with anger and retreated to his laptop.

.

.

.

Kyoya's Point of View

.

That infuriating girl! How dare she kiss me! And then pass it off as "giving love". That's ridiculous. It's physically impossible to give love!

.

She whirled around, dancing with several of the Host Club members.

,

She infuriated me, but was I really angry. I couldn't deny that he words had an effect on me, but why?

.

Kyoya, get a hold of yourself. She's just a girl.

.

But why is she getting accepted. Granted, she was mysterious, with no bad reputation and/or law experience.

.

But I could feel something deep within me, and it was far from hatred. And when I felt that, I had to ask.

.

If I don't hate her... what DO I feel towards her?