Shadows & Roses

A Photo Is Worth A Thousand Words

Sora's POV

I had eyes on me and all for different reasons. There were 5 sets watching the movements of everyone around me. They belonged to the Host Club.

After Kyoya had broken the news about the coconut not being an accident and offered up the note left for Haruhi as backup evidence they had freaked out. Tamaki had tried to rally some sort of protection squad to watch out for me but that had been squashed quickly.

I was no weakling and everyone knew it. Honey and Mori had quickly come to my defense as had Kyoya and Haruhi. It had resulted in Tamaki hiding in a corner for a while but when the clients had come he had immediately perked up and was now his usual Princely self. However they had all vowed to keep watch just in case they saw something I didn't.

The other eyes on me were ones that had far less friendly intentions. That morning I had showed up to school wearing my engagement ring. It was far from small and had sent most of the girls in my class into a frenzy. However when I had told them it was Honey that I was marrying they had wilted.

Mori and Honey had graduated but were still active members in the Host Club and still very popular. Their fans had started talking and by the end of the day everyone at Ouran Academy had known that Misora Nishimura and Mitsukuni Haninozuka were engaged. Now I had eyes boring down on me, most of which looked like they wanted to burn me alive.


I looked up to see Honey looking at me.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked.

"I asked if you wanted some more cake." Honey replied.

"Oh please." I smiled and Honey placed a slice of chocolate cake on my plate.

"So Sora…have you and Honey set a date yet?" one of the girls asked.

"Nothing solid yet. Our parents are handling all of that. We're planning on sometime after I graduate this spring." I replied.

"I'm sure it will be a beautiful wedding." the girl next to the one who had asked the question replied.

I opened my mouth to say something when the doors of the Host Club opened and Tamaki's voice rang thorough the Music Room as he greeted the people on the other side.

"Welcome to the Host Club ladies! My name is Tamaki and I am the Host Club King!"

I looked up and a second later my stomach sank. I had expected a few girls from school but instead I saw Kasumi standing with two of her giggling little girlfriends that frequented our house.

"If you'll please excuse me there's something I need to take care of." I smiled at everyone and stood up.

Walking over I saw Tamaki turning on the charm for them and I rolled my eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I glared at Kasumi.

"Oh! Misora! How was your day?" Kasumi replied her face a mask of fake happiness.

"You two know each other?" Tamaki asked looking at me.

"Tamaki meet my little sister Kasumi who was just leaving." I said glaring at her.

"Who says I was leaving? I came here to participate in the Host Club! Or are you the only one who gets to have fun?" Kasumi asked her lip curling out in a pout.

"Is there a problem here?" Kyoya asked suddenly appearing behind us.

"My sister is here trying to participate in the Host Club. However she's too young. She's only in Middle School." I replied.

"I'm afraid that there is no rule against females younger than High School level participating in Host Club activities Sora. They are just as welcome here as you are." Kyoya said.

"See? I can be here! You really should calm down Misora. I think you're getting little wrinkles along the sides of your eyes." Kasumi said with a smirk, her friends giggling behind her.

I felt my hands ball into fists and it took every ounce of my self control to stop myself from slapping her.

"Now why don't we get you lovely ladies stationed with a Host hmm?" Tamaki smiled and took Kasumi's hand and led her away with her friends trailing behind.

"Sora are you okay?" Kyoya asked.

"No! I hate the fact that she's here." I growled.

"She has every right to be here." Kyoya pointed out.

"Oh stuff it! You're just in it for the money! You'd let anyone in here as long as they paid you!" I replied with a glare.

Kyoya's eyebrows raised, "The money is a large part of it but I truly don't see why you should be so selfish Misora."

And with that he walked away. I sighed. I knew that I had done it. Kyoya was pissed. He only called me Misora when he was angry with me. I would have to pull him aside later and talk to him.

With a sigh I walked over and took my seat at Honey and Mori's table.

"What's going on?" Mori asked looking at me.

"Kasumi is here." I replied looking over to where Tamaki was introducing her to Haruhi.

"Why?" Honey asked looking confused.

"I don't know but if I had to guess I'd wager that it was to make me miserable." I replied.

"Why would she do that?" Honey asked.

"Search me. Spite maybe? The fact that I'm happy and she doesn't like it? She's such a brat." I sighed.

"Don't let her ruin your fun Sora! Here! Have some more cake!" Honey smiled and pushed another plate towards me.

I kept my eye on Kasumi for the rest of the time. She and her giggle buddies were over near Hikaru and Kaoru, all three fawning over their brotherly love act.

Thankfully the club soon closed and everyone had to leave and that included Kasumi and her posse. All I had to do now was wait for the others to leave so I could corner Kyoya. He always stayed later than the others.

The twins left first with Haruhi in tow, followed by Tamaki soon after. Honey and Mori cleaned up the last of the cake before turning to me.

"Sora are you coming?" Honey asked.

"No I need to ask Kyoya a question about an assignment in our class." I replied.

"Okay! I'll see you later!" Honey smiled and kissed me on the cheek before heading out with Mori.

Once I was sure they were gone I made my move. I walked over and sat down on the table beside Kyoya's laptop.

"Hi." I smiled.

"Hello." he replied stiffly.

"I'm sorry that I snapped at you earlier." I said looking at him.

"Apology accepted. Now I have work to do." he said not looking up from the laptop.

I sighed, "Look…I don't know what it is but when I'm around Kasumi I'm not myself. She brings out the worst in me. She always has. She's a self entitled snob who knows how to push my buttons." I replied.

Kyoya looked up from his screen, "She sounds similar to the twins yet I don't see you snap at me around them."

"The twins are different. Their brand of snob is different. Theirs is more out of ignorance of the fact not everyone has money. Kasumi's is born out of the fact she's a supreme bitch. Our parents did anything and everything they could to just get her to shut up as a kid. She wasn't the oldest son like our brother Isamu and she wasn't the oldest girl like me. She's just kind of the spare kid you know?" I replied.

"I do indeed." Kyoya replied.

"Sorry I shouldn't have said that. There's a difference between you and Kasumi though. You let that drive you to do better. Kasumi just channeled that into anger and it's nearly always directed at me. So she does things that get a rise out of me. Like today. When we were at St. Vincent's she had all the friends. Even though she was younger she managed to spread awful rumors about me that made sure I had no actual friends. Then she came in here. As selfish as it sounds you guys are MY friends. Mine. Not hers. She can't have the seven of you. " I said.

Kyoya nodded and pushed his laptop aside before grabbing hold of my hips and pulling me to sit in it's place.

"So does this mean you forgive me?" I smirked looking down at his hands that were still on my hips, rubbing small circles on the hip bones.

"Perhaps." he replied and his mouth curled into his Shadow King smile and a moment later pulled me from the table so I was straddling his lap.

"What do I have to do make you forgive me then?" I smiled.

"I can think of a few things." he replied and kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, one of my hands tangling in his hair. His hands began to run up and down my legs and sides as the kiss got heavier. I wasn't sure just how far this was going to go but something about it felt deliciously wrong thanks to the fact we were in the school.

A second later though there was a beep from Kyoya's watch and he pulled away.

"Damn it." he cursed.

"What?" I asked.

"I have to go. My father is holding this charity dinner tonight and I'm expected to be there so I can hear all their pity filled comments. It makes me sick." he frowned.

"I'm sorry." I replied and pressed a small kiss on his lips before climbing off of his lap.

I walked over and began to collect my things when I discovered I'd forgot something.

"Well it looks like I forgot my history book in our classroom. I'd better go get it. We have that test tomorrow." I sighed as I picked up my bag.

"Do you want me to go with you?" he asked.

"No I can take care of it. I can handle whoever may come along. You go and get ready for your big dinner. I'll text you later. Love you." I replied.

"Alright I love you too." he replied and after a quick kiss we parted.

I was nearly to my classroom when I heard a sigh. I instinctively turned towards the noise in the quiet halls and saw Kasumi leaning against the wall with her phone.

"Kasumi? I thought you left a long time ago." I replied.

"Oh no. I thought I'd wait up for you for a while. I had this juicy piece of gossip to share!" She said with her eyes wide.

I felt something akin to dread and fear wash over me, "G-Gossip?" I asked.

"Oh yeah! See there's this girl who's engaged to this guy but she's sneaking around behind his back with his friend! And she's doing it in school where just ANYONE can walk in on her!" Kasumi gushed and brandished her phone at me.

On the screen was a photo of me straddling Kyoya's lap, our lips connected. A second later she hit a button and the scene between us a few minutes earlier. It wasn't perfect but you could clearly see our kiss.

"What do you want?" I asked looking at her.

"Hmm…let me think." Kasumi said and I watched as the evil little cogs began to turn in her brain.

"Okay I have it." she grinned.

"What?" I asked.

"You have to stay away from everyone in the Host Club from now on, Four-Eyes here especially. I guess you'll have to talk to Honey and to Mori since well….you're going to be married to Honey soon. But the rest of them are off limits. And you can't tell Honey or Mori about why you're not talking to the others. Nothing. You so much as talk to ANY of them, these photos get sent to everyone including our parents and all of the Haninozuka family." She said.

I stared at her in shock, "You want me to stop hanging out with the Host Club?" I asked.

"Isn't that what I just said?" she replied rolling her eyes.

"You can't do that! Kasumi, they're my friends! The only ones I've ever managed to have thanks to you." I said.

"Oh well. Looks like you're back at square one doesn't it? That is unless you want Honey and everyone else to find out. I mean I have no problem telling them at all. However I'm not sure how Father and Mother would take it…" she said looking at her phone.

I could only imagine their reactions. Things wouldn't be pretty. I really had no choice.

"Fine. I'll stay away from the Host Club." I replied.

"Good. Now we should probably go. It's getting late." Kasumi grinned and with a flip of her hair started off down the hall.

I felt like crying. I couldn't believe this. I could never talk to any of the Host Club again.

Like I had told Kyoya, they were the first real friends I'd ever had. And now I couldn't ever talk to them again.

Tears stung my eyes as I followed my sister down the hall. I shoved them back though. I refused to cry in front of Kasumi. It would just give her more gratification. I couldn't and wouldn't let that happen.

3rd POV

Kyoya parted from Sora and headed towards the front doors. Pulling out his phone he messaged his family's driver that he was ready to leave before heading outside.

Leaning against one of the pillars that stood around the drive he checked that weeks schedule. The Host Club was doing a big event this week with a Sherlock Holmes theme. It was going to be a big murder mystery party where the girl that solved the mystery would receive a kiss on the cheek from the Host Club member of her choice.

He noticed that a few feet away a two girls, a blond and a brunette, who were frequent visitors of the Host Club were talking. They were trying to be quiet but Kyoya still heard every word.

"You saw her right?" the blonde asked.

"Of course I did! How could I not?!" the brunette replied.

"She was staring at him the whole time! It was creepy! Everywhere he went she watched! I wonder if anyone else noticed." the blonde said.

"I heard someone else mention it too. Oh my god did you see the look that she gave Sora whenever Honey would talk to her? God! I thought she was going to get up and jump her!" The brunette hissed.

"Can you imagine a fight in the host club?! Oh my god! That would be insane! I know that Sora and Honey are getting married but there was a lot more hate in that look than was normal. She must want Honey all to herself." The blonde said with a shake of her head before their car pulled up and they got inside.

Kyoya leaned against the pillar, his mind turning. So someone had been glaring at Sora that day at the Host Club. Something in Kyoya's gut told him that today they had Hosted the person that had sent the letter and tried to poison Sora. The question was who.

As Kyoya's car pulled up to the front he climbed in the back and began to go over the roster of the day's clients on his phone. He uploaded the day's data from the Host Club to his phone so everything was right at his fingertips. It was just about eliminating certain people.

However a few minutes later he realized that the task was heavier than he realized. It would take time however he was sure that the stalker was there that day. If it was the last thing he did he would figure it out.

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