Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year

Author's Notes: A small mention of Ayame's mother, Kerianne, in this chapter. She'll be playing a much bigger role, so you will get to know her more. I'm kinda dissappointed in this chapter. I feel like there was something more I could have done, but for the life of me couldn't dig it out. But I am extremely happy with the results so far with this story. XD Like promised, though, a little bit about Ayame in this chapter, but there is still more to this enigmatic girl. Review are always appreciated, and please feel free to drop by my profile page and read/review my other works. ..::..huggles..::..

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They had opened the door for me, on the other side, a small gaggle of attractive men with welcoming smiles.

Whatever I did right, thank you God for rewarding me.

"Welcome." The boys on the other side chimed in unison.

Here, these beautiful men are welcoming me into their lair, smiles of warmth and eyes of seduction embracing me, and what do I say?

"What. The. Hell?"

But no time to stop and stare. With Hikaru and Kaoru on either of my sides, I was dragged into the battlefield.

The front man, a gorgeous blonde with striking blue eyes held his hand out to me. I would have accepted the gesture and let him take me away, but my hands were still firmly attacthed to the twins'.

"Uh-uh, My lord, you got the last girl that found her way to the Host Club." Kaoru told the blonde.

"She's ours." Hiakru added.

The look on 'the lord's' face was priceless. Gaping jaw, eyes bulging, stunned as hell look on his face as he sat himself in a corner and pouted. No one seemed phased by this, especially myself. I was being claimed by twins. Hot twins, at that. I don't hear you complaining, and I'm sure as hell not.

Anyway, no one was phased, except Haruhi.

"Umm..." He started timidly. "Does, Ayame know?" He asked the rest quietly.

"Umm..." I started, finally speaking, "probably not." I answered honestly.

"Allow me." A cool looking boy with glasses stepped out from behind the chair. Now that I had had a better view of him, I recognized him instantly.

"I suppose you're the one who told the twins to bring me here." I said.

He nodded. "Indeed, Ayame. How do you like the school so far?"

"It's everything you told me about Kyouya-sempai."

He gave me a small smile. Everyone else, including 'mi lord' gawked. The blonde king was at my side in a second, grabbing frantically at my shoulders and shaking me.

"How is it possible you know Ootori Kyouya? How? HOW?!?!"

"She and her mother are here to settle business with my father at the hospital. Her mother is a famous International Artist, among an exceptional surgeon with her own unit dedicated to her in the best American hospitals."

The king released my shoulders, looking flabbergasted between myself and Kyouya.

"Sh-she, she can't be? But-"

"Are you always so articulate, Suoh Tamaki?" I smiled when he stared wide eyed and rather cutely at me.

Now that I knew where I was, WHAT this was, I knew exactly who everyone was from Kyouya's descriptions in his few letters to me back home.

This is the part where my head goes, "Hey, genious, don't you feel like an ass now?" and proceeds to mock me unmercifully.

There was a smaller blonde at my side, tugging sweetly at my sleeve and clinging tightly to a pink bunny plushie.

I addressed him. "Hunny-sempai, correct?"

He nodded feverently, smiling all the while. "Zendano Ayame, you're much prettier in person, but why did you dye your hair?"

I lowered myself so I could meet him eye to eye. "New place, new style I suppose. Girl's have to be up on these things."

Hunny grinned and nodded, taking my hand. "Come have some tea with me, Aya-chan!"

I was about to oblige the cute third year, until the twins butted in again.

"HOLD IT!" they shouted.

"Can I help you?" I asked, rather bored as they stepped between Hunny and I,

Hikaru leaned closer to me, "How do you know Hunny-sempai?"

"Is that all you wanted to ask? I've met him and Takashi multiple times at my mother's art shows." I explained.

"Yeah, so we know she's famous. Who is she?" He continued.

"Kerianne Zendano."

Okay, so I know I didn't answer the question, as I was too busy in mid eye-roll at the twins. I looked to my right. Haruhi was holding a painting of a single iris flower in a field in the middle of the night with a rainbow shining brightly in the midnight sky. He must have pulled it from his wallet or something, because things don't just appear like that.

Knowing my luck today, it just might have though.

He looked at me, smiling sadly. "She painted this for you. It's one of her most famous works, right?"

I couldn't help but smile back. "Yeah," I said quietly.

"We have that picture in the mansion, Hikaru." Kaoru said. His twin nodded.

There was some sort of silence in the room that was weighing me down. Takashi cleared the silence though.

"Haruhi is a girl."

Of course, the silence only grew more profound after that, and Haruhi slapped his/her forhead.

Finally, "What?" Articulation was not my main concern at the moment.

"That's what we were originally disscussing, was it not?" Kyouya asked.

Realization finally dawning on me, my eyes grew wide with the ever responsive, "Oh."

The day was just getting better and better, wasn't it?