Broken Parts Can't Fix an Engine

Chapter One

An Alarming First-Time Visit

It was a day like any other day, really. Nothing exciting happened during school, and nothing particularly special was planned for the Host Club. Everyone seemed in a fairly decent mood despite the dense blanket of clouds covering the sun outside. School had just ended and the Host Club was about to begin in twenty minutes – the gang was in Music Room #3 waiting for the first of their guests to come in. As it turned out, their hosting day was about to start a little earlier than expected.

As Tamaki settled onto his throne and the others gathered – the twins and Honey still chattering away – the doors to the room were suddenly thrown open. Quick to get into character, everyone stopped their conversations and spoke in unison.

"Welcome," they said before they even saw who they were speaking to. The girl who entered looked surprised to see them there. Her amber eyes were stretched wide, and her breaths were coming out strained as though she had just run a mile. The group looked at her with astonishment, and Kyoya noted that she had never been to the Club before. He also hadn't seen her around campus. Tamaki was on his feet in an instant.

"Oh, my most beautiful lady, are you alright?" he asked with genuine concern.

The girl didn't respond – she just quickly shut the door behind her and pressed her ear against it. The whole club was stunned by this until they heard loud footsteps echoing down the halls, and shouts preceding them.

"Come on, she went this way!" someone called. The girl visibly held her breath and waited in stiff tension.

Tamaki stood next to the girl and leaned down so that he was more at her level. "My Lady, is someone chasing you?" he whispered in respect for her obvious alarm. The girl immediately slapped her hand onto Tamaki's mouth and held a finger up to her lips. Tamaki hesitated for a moment before he nodded and she released him.

The Club watched in confused silence as she turned back to the doors and peered through the small crack in between them. The suspense grew as the footsteps increased in volume until they were right outside. The girl slid silently away from the crack and pressed her back against the door; for the first time standing up straight. Tamaki also stood to his full height, which was about half a foot taller than the girl. Tamaki, as well as Mori, prepared for the boys chasing this girl to burst in. The footsteps came to a halt, and it was easy to tell that the boys outside were looking around.

"Damn it, where'd she go?"

"Maybe in here?" someone asked.

The girl stiffened even more if that was possible, and her rushed appearance quickly turned into fierce poise. She might have been running from these boys, but it didn't seem as though it was from fear. The girl spun away from the door and waited for one of them to enter, but another boy spoke.

"No, that's the Host Club. I doubt she'd go in there. Come on, she probably went this way."

The first boy didn't say anything. They all just turned and ran down the other hall. As soon as they were out of hearing range the girl sighed with relief. There was a brief moment of silence before the girl seemed to suddenly realize where she was. She spun around quickly and bowed.

"I am terribly sorry for the intrusion," she said. "I could not find another place to go."

Tamaki took the girl's hand right away and bowed as she straightened to look at him.

"There is no need for you to apologize, my Lady. Visitors are always welcome." He levelled to her height and with his free hand pushed a strand of the girl's black hair behind her ear. "Especially when they're as beautiful as you."

The girl's apologetic attitude melted away almost immediately. She actually looked rather uncomfortable at Tamaki's close proximity.

"Well, that's good I guess," she said uneasily and leaned away from Tamaki's outstretched hand. "You can stop with the touching…"

Tamaki immediately backed away and bowed again. "Of course. My apologies, my Lady."

The girl gaped at him as she said slowly, "Uh, just call me Rin."

Tamaki again stood straight and said with a smile, "As you wish, Princess Rin."

The girl seemed even more disturbed by that title, but she didn't say any more on the subject. Instead she turned her russet eyes on the rest of the club members – who were all staring at her quite intently.

"Miss Rin," Kyoya said slowly, "You're bleeding."

Again there was a moment of silence. Rin looked down at her left side where there was indeed some blood seeping through her dress. She just sighed.

"Of course I am," she mumbled dejectedly. Suddenly, Tamaki jumped into action.

"Oh, my dear Princess, how ever did you come across a wound such as this?" he asked before he abruptly pointed at the rest of the group. "We must get her to the health ward right away!"

It seemed that Mori was about to step forward and probably carry her to the health office, but Rin spoke before anyone could move.

"No that won't be necessary!"

Mori stayed where he was and Tamaki whirled around to face her. "But my princess, you're hurt. I simply cannot allow you to walk around with such a wound."

"I've been walking around with it for a while," Rin insisted with a reassuring smile. "It's not that bad, I just need to redress the bandages. I have already been cleared by my doctor."

Tamaki stared down at her for a moment before he nodded and spun dramatically back around to face the club members. "Mori-senpai, retrieve a new girl's uniform as quick as you can, and Kyoya, I'm sure you have a first aid kit somewhere around here!"

The two had begun to move before Tamaki fully finished his sentence. Tamaki then turned to Rin and reached out to take her hand.

"My dear Princess, come with me. I will take you somewhere you can wait until we have proper medical supplies to tend to your grievous wound."

Before Tamaki could lead her to where he had in mind, she pulled her hand out of his.

"That really won't be necessary," she insisted. "I have my own supplies in my gym locker."

The Hitachiin twins came up beside her and said in unison, "Even so you can't walk around with that dress without calling attention to yourself so you might as well do it here."

They held their hands toward the door to the prep room. Rin looked at where they were pointing and she seemed to give in to their reason. She smiled gratefully.

"I suppose you're right; thank you very much for your hospitality," she said and then walked in the direction of the twins' outstretched hands. Kyoya, though he had gone to another part of the room, could not help but notice Rin's several changes of attitude even in just the few minutes she had been in the Host Club. He pushed his glasses up thoughtfully before he continued on his task and grabbed the first aid kit he kept in a back corner of the room in case it was needed. He entered the prep room about the same time as Mori did with her new uniform. They both walked to the back of the room where the dressing rooms were sectioned off by curtains.

"Miss Rin," Kyoya said, "we have the first aid kit and uniform for you."

Rin pulled back the curtain of the middle room and took the kit and uniform with a friendly smile.

"Thank you," she said, "and my apologies for the hassle."

Kyoya returned her smile. "It is no trouble, really."

He made no reaction, but he saw the amount of blood that had gathered on Rin's abdomen. The wound was far worse than she was letting on. He supposed it was a good thing he had brought the most heavy-duty kit with him when he was planning for something like this to happen. When Rin had once again disappeared behind the curtain, Mori and Kyoya returned to the rest of the group where Honey-chan was worriedly pulling on Haruhi's sleeve, and Tamaki was standing with a rare thoughtful expression. Kaoru and Hikaru were talking amongst themselves.

"Have you seen that girl before, Hikaru?" Kaoru asked. Hikaru shook his head.

"I don't recall ever seeing her; not even in middle school."

"I wonder who she was running from," Tamaki muttered, his fingers holding his chin thoughtfully. The twins shrugged in response.

"She's going to be alright, isn't she, Haru-chan?" Honey asked. Haruhi smiled down at him.

"Of course she is, Honey-senpai."

Kyoya wasted no time in sitting down at the table where he'd put his laptop. He opened the school's archives and searched for Rin. The way she had shown up was suspicious on its own, but none of the other members appeared to know her. Or if they did then they weren't offering up the information. Kyoya narrowed the search to girls attending the academy with the first name "Rin" but the few pictures that showed up didn't resemble this Rin in the slightest.

It must be a nickname, he thought. This would be a lot easier if I knew what class she was in.

It was unsettling that he didn't know this girl as soon as he saw her. He had seen the class lists so many times that he could possibly name every student at the academy if the need should arise. Still, this girl's face did not ring any bells with him. He had not heard of a new transfer student, either, so it was highly unlikely that she had only just arrived at the academy. It was possible that she had infiltrated the academy, although from the looks of it there didn't seem to be much of a reason. She was running from some students in Ouran, so why would she go there if she didn't need to? Especially with such an injury.

Suddenly, a name popped up in Kyoya's head. Fukumoto Rinsuke. He didn't know why he should think of his classmate, as he hadn't seen her since the last day of school last year. Rinsuke was an unfortunate girl who always seemed to get into vehicular accidents that put her in hospitals. On the first day of school this year he recalled a conversation between two of his classmates…

"Have you heard about Rinsuke?"

"Oh, yeah, everyone has. I heard that this time she won't be able to leave the hospital for a few months!"

"But won't she have to drop out of Ouran? Or at least be held back a grade?"

"No, this happens all the time. She apparently has an agreement with the headmaster. As long as she gets her work done with decent grades then it doesn't matter how long she's out."

"That's right, she had one of the highest grades in our class last year, didn't she?"

"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure she had only shown up at school for a total of two months. Not consecutively, though."

"That poor girl. I don't think I'd be able to handle being bed-ridden in the hospital AND having to continue with school work."

"I know; it almost doesn't seem believable."

"Haku!"

"Ow! Why'd you do that?"

"You can't accuse the girl of cheating when she's not even here to defend herself!"

"Alright, alright, just stop hitting me!"

Kyoya pushed his glasses up and then typed in Rinsuke's full name. Her image popped up immediately, but the picture was much different than the girl that was now in the club. Rinsuke had very pale brown hair, but this Rin had jet black hair and the ends of her bangs were died a blood red. At first he was ready to write them off as different people entirely, but then he noticed Rinsuke's eye color. She, just like Rin, had flashing amber eyes. If he imagined Rinsuke's hair black, then they certainly looked like the same person. He went ahead and read her measurements anyway, and it seemed Rinsuke was the same size as Rin: 5'6" and about 130lbs. Tall and slender.

That certainly proved it, then. They were now hosting Fukumoto Rinsuke. She had excellent grades though she never showed up to class, but her family was certainly not one of the wealthiest. Kyoya couldn't recall ever having dealings with the Fukumoto's, but he had heard enough about Rinsuke to know that she was not like Haruhi. Her family was able to pay the full tuition, although with what money he was unsure. The Fukumoto family had no history of either famous people or successful businesses. He had wondered if perhaps it was Rinsuke's father who paid for the tuition, since Fukumoto was her mother's maiden name, but there appeared to be no record of Rinsuke's father. As far as he recalled, Rin avoided speaking about her father whenever the topic came up. He had always wondered about that but this current event exploded his curiosity to a whole new level.

Finished in his self-appointed task, Kyoya shut his laptop and leaned back in the chair with his arms folded across his chest. The girl, he decided, would pose neither a threat nor a gain to the Host Club, as she likely would not be around long enough to become a regular. Aside from that, she seemed rather uncomfortable when she received Tamaki's attention and probably had no desire to remain a guest. He looked at his watch and realized that she had been behind the curtain for a good ten or fifteen minutes. The other guests would be arriving soon and he doubted Rin would be able to hide what had happened if she walked out from behind the curtain with a first aid kit and a uniform stained with blood.

He looked up as he heard the door open and Rinsuke walked forward with the first aid kit in one hand and her old uniform in the other. He stood and Tamaki dashed over to her and took the uniform and kit out of her hands.

"Allow me," he said with a polite smile. "Will you be alright?"

Rin nodded and returned the smile. "I will be fine, the bleeding has actually stopped completely so it won't be a problem."

Kyoya highly doubted that.

"That's good," Tamaki sighed with relief. He turned to Kyoya who had walked toward them to take the kit off of Tamaki's hands, since the boss didn't know where he had originally got it. Kyoya took both the kit and the uniform and turned to dispose of them. He didn't believe Rinsuke when she said that she was fine, because the wound certainly did not seem that benign when he had seen the amount of blood coming from it earlier.

He folded up the ruined dress and put it inside a plastic bag so that no one would see it. Then, he put the kit back in its original place, but because of his suspicions he opened it. The smell of alcohol reached his nose almost immediately, which meant that she had used the bottle. There was also only a single roll of bandages left even though there had been four to begin with, so she needed a lot of layers to keep the blood at bay. He realized also that one of the needles in the kit had a brighter sheen than the others. The needles were for stitches, but they had never been used since nothing had actually happened that would require one of the needles, so they were a bit dull in color from misuse. If one had been sterilized with alcohol, however, it would regain some of its polish. He picked the needle up and smelled it, and sure enough the odor of alcohol was practically spilling from it. Rinsuke must have used it to stitch up her wound, and then used the alcohol to clean and sterilize it. He would have been surprised that she was able to look as though nothing had happened, but as he recalled she had been through injuries much worse than this one.

Tamaki's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "If you don't mind my asking, Rin, who was it that was chasing you?"

Kyoya put the needle back and shut the kit while listening to the conversation.

"Oh, them?" Rin asked with a nervous laugh. "I'm not sure, really. It changes every time I get on campus."

The twins both tilted their heads to the side. "What do you mean 'it changes'?"

"I mean, there is always a different group of boys trying to get my attention for one reason or another, it's no big deal."

"It seems like a big deal to me," Haruhi said. "Especially if they're harassing you to the point you hurt yourself."

Rin shook her head adamantly. "No, it's fine. They didn't know about my injury and I was the one who ran in the first place. They did not mean to cause harm to me."

"That's not what it sounded like," Kyoya stated when he had again joined the group. They all turned to look at him and his glasses flashed in the light. "I mean, they seemed fairly angry when they were shouting at one other to find you. It did not sound like they were simply trying to get your attention."

Kyoya watched Rin's face closely for a reaction, but she just laughed quietly.

"Yes, I suppose you're right. In which case I have no idea why they were chasing me. Perhaps they figured I was someone else."

Kyoya almost wanted to point out the fact that her red and black hair was not a very common thing, but he recognized Rinsuke's excellent façade. She was hiding more than just her wound, and it was something big enough for her to feign innocence. He was not going to get any answers out of her – at least not yet. So he simply held out the plastic bag containing her uniform.

"Your uniform," he said curtly.

Rinsuke took it with a grateful smile. "Thank you," she responded, and then paused before she asked, "You said you were the Host Club, right?"

"Yep, that's us," Honey said jovially.

"Would you mind terribly if… if I stayed for a while?"

Kyoya hid his surprise with his usual mask of indifference. It certainly hadn't seemed like she was comfortable in Tamaki's presence only minutes ago. Why would she want to stay there? Unless, of course, she was still trying to avoid those boys. In which case, his suspicions were confirmed and she truly did know why they were chasing after her.

"Why most certainly, my beautiful princess!" Tamaki's voice interrupted Kyoya's swift train of thought. Tamaki spun dramatically in a circle and asked, "So tell me, what sort of man are you into? The strong, silent type? The boy Lolita? Or maybe the mischievous-"

"Actually," Rin interrupted quickly, "I just want to stay in the room in case there is anyone still looking for me. I don't need a host."

"Nonsense!" Tamaki waved away her protest. "A lovely lady such as yourself must have some preference."

As Tamaki once again launched into his theatrical introduction of the different types of host members, it seemed obvious that Rin was uninterested. She knew that she needed to rest after reopening her wound so she didn't have much choice but to stay. Even if the chance was small that she ran into the boys again she didn't want to risk it. It's not like she could go home anyway; that would also take a lot of energy out of her. So, if she had to choose a host, then that was what she would do.

She knew immediately that she would not choose Hikaru and Kaoru; previous interactions with them warned her that they would only get on her nerves in the current state she was in. Honey was adorable but much too hyper-active and she figured she would probably get a headache from him, although she wouldn't mind him on another day. She might have chosen Mori but he always seemed to stay with Honey so he wasn't an option either. Tamaki was also a definite no. He had no inclination of personal space. That left Fujioka Haruhi or Ootori Kyoya. She knew of Haruhi but never had the pleasure of actually making his acquaintance, so she wasn't sure what he'd be like. He seemed unobtrusive and respectful, which was definitely a plus. She knew Kyoya much better, though. They were in the same class, after all. He usually remained on the quiet side as well unless he found something worth talking about, and for some reason she felt like her circumstances would be just that. He was already prying enough into her business and that was the one thing that she could not stand. She would probably choose Kyoya only if he was the only one left. Actually she might even just decide to leave if it came to that. So, she turned to Haruhi at about the same time Tamaki finally finished whatever he was rambling on about.

"If you insist, then I would like to request Haruhi," Rin said.

Haruhi smiled. "I am honored, Miss Rin."

Rin laughed quietly. "Really, just Rin is fine."

She wasn't sure how long she could keep her blissful mood up. She just wanted to punch something. Was that too much to ask? Yeah, probably. She'd only reopen her wound and that would be too much of a pain to deal with.

"It appears our other guests are nearly here," Kyoya pointed out. Indeed, it was easy to hear the chattering of many girls coming down the hall. Without further ado, the Host Club moved into position and greeted the girls as they entered.

Rin followed Haruhi afterward and they sat alone for the time being. Kyoya did not have any guests right away, so he diligently used the time to keep up the budget for the club. As he did so, he overheard one of their guests talking to Honey.

"Honey-senpai, where are everyone's costumes?" she asked.

"Huh?" Honey looked confused. "We don't have any today. We're just us! Haha~"

"Oh, okay… Then who were the two boys outside dressed as ninja?"

"There were boys outside?" Honey asked and looked at Mori. "Do you think they're the boys from earlier?"

Mori remained silent.

"Yeah, you're right," Honey nodded. "If they were then they probably would have come in sooner! Oh, but Mai-chan, did you say they were dressed as ninja?"

Mai nodded. "They were standing outside of the room talking to each other, but when they noticed the other girls and me they silently stood on either side of the door. We thought that perhaps they were new members or something. They opened the doors for us when we neared, so we thought you guys were going to be ninja today."

"Oh, I see…" Honey contemplated this for a moment and then laughed. "They must be cosplaying or something~" He chomped down on a piece of cake.

Mori looked over at Kyoya who nodded. He closed his laptop and stood to investigate these boys. If they were after Rin then he needed to have a talk with them. And then of course he would make sure they left her alone.

He was not interrupted as he made his way to the doors, but he felt a pair of eyes following him. When he glanced in the direction he was sure they came from, he didn't see anyone looking at him. He did notice that Rinsuke was directly in his line of vision; all she had to do was look away. He got the feeling that she didn't want him meddling in her business even if it was to stop those boys from harassing her. Unfortunately for her, his boss never turned away any need that a guest may have. Even if they don't express any need. Kyoya was simply avoiding any annoying scolding he might receive from Tamaki in the future if he didn't do his best to help Rinsuke.

When Kyoya opened the doors, he was met with an empty hallway. He narrowed his eyes and examined every surface he could. He even looked up at the ceiling in case the boys somehow made it up there. The hall was completely deserted. Then those boys were definitely the ones after Rinsuke. They must have left once they realized she wasn't going to be alone anytime soon. He would have to ask all of the girls for a physical description so he could find them.

Kyoya closed the doors and turned around. As he returned to his seat, he glanced over at Rinsuke again only to see if she was watching him. She was. She smiled, though, as if she were just being polite. Something in her eyes seemed dark; like a warning. A warning that Kyoya was inclined to ignore.

He interrupted Honey and his guests to quickly inquire as to who exactly Mai saw.

"I'm not sure who they were," Mai said. "One of them was wearing a mask so I couldn't see him, and the other I don't think I've ever seen before."

Kyoya nodded and took a quick note in his notebook. "Can you describe them exactly how you remember them?"

Mai nodded. "Well of course…"

She seemed uneasy, so Kyoya flashed a reassuring grin.

"I am merely curious. I have heard rumors that a couple of boys want to join the Host club. If the boys you saw are the ones who want to join then it would be helpful to know what they look like."

This explanation seemed to put Mai at ease and she smiled. "I see, then I will do my best to help you identify them. Let's see… The one with the mask was a little taller than Tamaki-senpai. He had long black hair tied in a ponytail. I don't remember his eye color, but I am pretty sure it was either green or blue. The shirt he was wearing was form-fitting so it was easy to see that he sported a very well-toned physique. The other boy was about the same size as Hikaru and Kaoru. He had dark brown, spiky hair and he was wearing a red headband. I'm pretty sure his eyes were also red; they were a lot harder to miss. He seemed kind of angry to be honest, but maybe it was just the costume. He also wore a long red scarf that seemed pretty tattered at the end. He, like the other boy, had a black form-fitting shirt and baggy black pants, like a ninja's. He also looked as though he works out. They both had katanas, I think. They were probably fake, though they looked real." Mai paused to rack her brain for any more useful information, but she shook her head. "That is really all I can remember, sorry."

Kyoya smiled and finished taking notes of the descriptions. "You were very helpful, Mai. Thank you."

Honey held his arms out as though he was asking for a hug. "Yeah, thank you, Mai-chan!"

Mai squealed. "You're so cute, Honey-chan!"

Kyoya took that as his cue to leave. He inquired some other girls about the two boys, but they all appeared to say about the same thing. That left him to wonder who those two were. He couldn't recall meeting either of them; he highly doubted they were a part of the Academy. If Rinsuke was running from them then it was likely they weren't cosplaying, and it wouldn't be too farfetched to assume that they were able to slip past security. Still, it seemed odd to him. There were more than just two boys running down the hall when Rinsuke first appeared in Music Room #3. Wouldn't they have alerted the others? Kyoya didn't have enough facts to figure it out, but he was sure he could. Those two "ninja" wanted to hurt Rinsuke for a reason that he had no clue of. Yet. For the time being, he let the subject lie. He wouldn't figure anything else out by uselessly puzzling over it.

As he sat down at a table, he stole another curious glance at Rinsuke. Though she and Haruhi had been silent before, it appeared the two were engaged in conversation, which was both surprising and not. He figured that Rin wanted to avoid as much contact as she could, which was why she didn't ask for any of the other members who were much too social. She probably didn't want to talk to himself because of his prying. Still, Haruhi had a way with people. Rinsuke appeared to be enjoying herself, even if it was just a façade to mask her irritation at the situation.

Throughout the rest of the day, many more guests trickled in, and quite a few requested Haruhi. She was getting quite popular. The few times Kyoya looked over, Haruhi and her guests were quite cheerful in each other's company, except for Rinsuke. The very moment another girl had joined the group Rin had pulled out of the conversation and only contributed when one of the others spoke to her directly. It seemed, however, that Haruhi was successfully demanding the other girls' attention. He wasn't sure whether it was because of Haruhi's personality, or because she had noticed Rin's aversion to speaking with the others and she wanted her to be comfortable with the situation at hand.

In any case, the rest of the day passed without further disturbance. Rin, surprisingly, stayed until closing time. She did not move to leave until everyone else was gone. She smiled and curtseyed politely to Haruhi.

"Thank you for letting me stay in your company," she said.

Haruhi smiled as well. "It was a pleasure to have you."

Rin, still smiling, nodded and turned to leave but stopped short when she almost ran into Tamaki.

"Are you in need of an escort, my Lady?"

Rin's smile stayed, but Kyoya could easily see the irritation in her eyes.

"No, that won't be necessary. I'm sure the boys have gone already."

Tamaki continued to stare down at her.

"I assume that you have a car waiting to take you home?"

Rin paused, and Kyoya narrowed her eyes at her hesitation.

"Yes," she finally said. "My driver will meet me the moment I am off the campus, so I won't be alone a moment longer than that."

Tamaki seemed satisfied with that answer, but Kyoya knew that was a lie. He could keep quiet about it, but if Rinsuke was in danger then he had to say something. Goodness, what had Tamaki turned him into? He looked at Rin with a sharp gaze before she had the chance to leave the room.

"And since when did the Fukumoto family have enough money to hire a driver?"

The members of the club turned to look at Kyoya with astonishment while Rin settled her amber eyes on him with a fiery glare. It lasted only a split second before it dissolved into an innocent smile. That was something she had intended only him to see.

"I am afraid I do not know what you are talking about, Ootori-san. Of course my family can hire a driver. Are you accusing me of lying?"

"I implied nothing of the sort," Kyoya responded with a similar smile. "However I don't think it was the Fukumoto's who paid for the driver – if indeed you do have one."

"Uh, Kyoya?" Haruhi interrupted nervously.

"It's fine, Haruhi," Rin said swiftly. "If you are dying to know, Ootori-san, it was my father who paid for the car. Now, if you will excuse me, I must be on my way."

And with that, Rinsuke left Music Room #3.

"Well, that was certainly intense," the twins said in unison when she was gone.

"Kyoya-senpai, what was that about?" Haruhi asked with an irate frown.

Kyoya smiled. "Nothing, just calling her out on her lie."

"Calling her out on her lie? The girl was just being harassed by a group of boys, and you treat her like that?"

"She is hiding something."

"That is hardly enough reason to be so rude," Haruhi scoffed.

"Of course it is," Hikaru said.

"You're talking to Kyoya," Kaoru finished.

Kyoya smirked and Haruhi sighed. "I supposed you're right. But I highly doubt she'll come back after that."

"Oh, she will," Kyoya said and absentmindedly started looking through his black notebook. All of the club members' eyes turned to him in expectance of an explanation. He just shut the notebook and said rather cheerfully, "Well, I'm afraid I must be off as well."

Haruhi couldn't help the slight terror that rose in her chest. Kyoya seemed more evil than usual. That could not be good. She only hoped that tomorrow, if Rin did show up, Kyoya would refrain from any more questions like that. She could practically feel the fire leaping between the two earlier.

"I think I agree with him," Tamaki said suddenly to break the silence.

The club members looked at their leader and were surprised to find a very uncharacteristic look of serious thought on his face.

Tamaki restated what he was agreeing with: "Lady Rin is hiding something."

A/N: Ha ha, so I just posted this despite my better judgment. Normally I wait until I have two or three chapters before I post the first. But, well, I'm feeling impatient today, obviously. Anyway, I'm very thankful for all of you who read this, and I humbly ask your opinion on how I did. ^^ I'm mainly worried about the CANON characters. Were any of them OOC? I feel like at the end maybe they were, but I'm not sure. Thus, why I ask for reviews! Also, tell me what you think about Rin. You didn't see much of her this chapter, but the next is in her point of view so you'll get to know her a little better then. Again, thank you so much for reading my story, I am looking forward to continuing it!

-KC