The Princess and The Host Club

Chapter 2

I sat with Tamaki most of the time while the Host Club entertains the quests. I look around the room and see Kyoya on his computer, with no 'customers'. I get up and walk over to him. He is sitting with his back to me. I look over his shoulder, unnoticed, and see that he is trying to find information about me. Idiot.
I lean over, hands on the back of the chair, and whisper in his ear, "Why are you trying to search me on the internet?" I ask. He jumps. I chuckle and sit across from him and see that he is glaring at me. I smirk. "You know you can just ask me questions, right?" I ask.
"Yes. But it's not as fun. Besides, your answer might be false." He points out.
"True. But so can the internet." I retaliate. I got him. He just glares and returns to his computer. I sigh. "You can't find me, or much, on the internet." He raises an eyebrow but doesn't look up.
"Found your file. As you were saying about not being on the internet?" He asks, clicking on the file. I roll my eyes. He obviously wasn't listening to everything. "What?" I get up and stand behind him. On the screen is my file. It has no picture, my name, my birthday and age, and the fact that I'm Tamaki's little sister. That's it. No personality. No background. Nothing. Just like I said. I sat down next to him and pull out a piece of paper.
"Text me when you find anything else." I say, sliding it to him. By now the guests are gone and it's just the Host Club and me. I can feel the cold stare of my brother on my back, but I ignore it. He stares at the piece of paper before watching me get up and go to get my stuff.
"What was that?" Hikaru and Kaoru say in unison. I shrug. They obviously weren't listening either. Before I could respond, my phone rings. I answer it without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?" I ask.
"What are you doing? Why are you daring him to look for your background? Are you stupid?" The man on the other end rants. I chuckle.
"No. I know he won't find anything. Nothing's there. Trust me. No one will know." I say, whispering the last sentance so no one but the guy on the other end can hear.
"Fine. But if anything gets loose, you know the consequences." I close my eyes and sigh. Of course I know the consequences. I had to go through them before. That was torture. But that was when I was 11. I didn't know people could be so cruel when your, how should I put it, different. I don't want that again. I hung up and put my phone back in my bag.
"Who was that?" Tamaki asks.
"No one." I reply.
"Why are you hiding it? If it was no one, the. You wouldn't mind if we knew. So, who is it?" Kyoya asks.
"Listen. If I didn't mind you knowing who that was, I would have told you. It's none of your business to know that, or my life for that matter, so why don't you go snooping around someone else. Because I don't appreciate my privacy being violated." I said before walking out of the door. Everyone stood there, staring at me like I was a freak. Probably because I was. My phone started ringing again. Sighing, I answered it.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING TALKING TO MOMMY LIKE THAT?! YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER!" Tamaki yelled into the phone, causing me to hold away from my ear.
"Are you done yet?" I ask.
"Yes." He said.
"Good. For one, he deserved to be put in his place. He shouldn't go snooping in people's privacy. Especially if it's not there. There is a reason for that. He's not going to find it and he's not going to get it out of me. So if he goes snooping again without me knowing, he will regret it." I say.
"But-"
"And I don't care if he is the third son in the Ootory family. Trust me. If he sends the police on me for some reason, he will regret it. Please tell him that."
"No need for that." Kyoya says.
"Good. I'm not scared of you Kyoya. Or your family. I know things that you don't so I suggest to leave me and my past alone. Got it?" I ask, venom dripping from my voice.
"Yes I got that. But I don't think you can stand against thousands of police and the Haninozuka and Morinozuka families." He says.
"Trust me. I can get out of that easily." Damn it! Why did I say that? Now they are gonna suspect me of something. Great.
"How so?" Asks Kyoya. He's trying to trap me.
"Like I said. I know things you don't." I reply and hang up before he can reply. That Damn Kyoya. He's trying to figure me out because he can't find me on the internet. Well I can assure you Kyoya, I have a thin line when it comes to my past. Right now, your walking on it. Be careful. I think to myself.