Uhmm... (Ouran High School Host Club Fanfic)

Journal of secrets

Momoka's view

I did not enjoy waking up. I woke up early, which never happens, with a massive headache and I wasn't in the mood to deal with anything. Especially the Hosts, they were getting more persistent within the last week and I can't figure out why they have such an interest in me. I had that nightmare again. Why does it keep replaying in my mind?  When Ageha burst into my room all bouncy and enthusiastic I knew I wasn't going outside today. 

"Morning Moka!! Why're you up already?" I just looked and Ageha in all her cheery glory  and sighed.

"Sorry Butterfly but I'm not feeling good today. Max will have to drive you to school."

"Will you be okay Moka?" I nodded and curled back up in my bed. I heard Ageha leave my room and I slowly drifted back to sleep.

Host's view

"Where is she? Did something happen?! Mommy~" As soon as Tamaki noticed Momoka was missing he flipped to his worried dad role. It was the first time she didn't show up to school since she started. She would avoid the hosts but she'd always be in class. Kyoya sighs before answering.

"I don't know Tamaki and will you stop calling me that already?" Kyoya looks at the blond, exasperated. Said blond ignores him and flips back to being normal, or as normal as Tamaki can get.

"What do you think about inviting Momoka into the Host Club Kyoya?" Tamaki being his overly caring self had been trying to figure how best to help the troubled girl who walked into Music Room 3. This was the best option he could think of, have her interact with the hosts on a daily basis would definitely change things for her. Kyoya knows the way Tamaki thinks and isn't at all surprised by the question, however he pauses to think before answering.

"Well, taking everything into account I believe it wouldn't be a terrible idea." Tamaki knew that was Kyoya's way of saying 'I see no problem with it'. The flamboyant blond was about to start dancing around in excitement however what Kyoya said next made him freeze. 

"How do you plan to get her to agree? After all she has made it a point to avoid us as much as possible."  Kyoya asked, poking a giant hole into Tamaki's idea. The glasses wearing host was quite curious to see how this could possibly turn out. Smirking he shut his black book and looks over at Tamaki, only to see him staring at his desk with his brow furrowed in concentration. Kyoya sighs and taps the blond on the head with his black book, breaking him out of his thoughts. 

"Class will be starting soon, so why don't you just ask the others about it during lunch?" Tamaki's face breaks into a brilliant smile in response to Kyoya's words.

"That's a wonderful idea!" Smiling Tamaki turns around in his seat just as the lesson starts. Kyoya might be the 'Shadow King' but he does genuinely care for his friends, not that he would ever admit such a thing.

Momoka's view

It had been a few hours since I went back to sleep. My headache was gone but now I was starving. I walk down to the kitchen in my jammies and fuzzy Bunny slippers. As soon as I open the kitchen door the smell of bacon hits me like a delicious tidal wave. Max looks up when he hears me plop onto a stool at the kitchen island. He smiles at me before giving his attention back to the food.

"I thought you would be hungry when you got up. How are you feeling?" I start drawing swirls on the counter with my finger while waiting.

"I'm okay. It was just a headache, nothing to worry about." After turning off the heat Max puts the plate in front of me and goes to get me a glass of Orange juice. On my plate was scrambled eggs and bacon, something simple since he wasn't sure how I was sick. He sets my glass down and waits for me to start eating. I roll my eyes at this, it's not like I'm going to walk all the way down here to not eat. I pick up a fork full of eggs and stick it in my mouth. I smile when I taste cinnamon, it was a little thing Max does just for me, simply because I like it. I finish eating pretty quickly and stand up.