Ayame had blind folded me and was taking me somewhere. I heard the sound of doors opening. "Wait outside over here. I'll call you in a while." Ayame whispered.
"I understand," I said.

After about 10 minutes, Ayame said, "Come in." I walked into the room.

"Sayuri?!" Someone said.

"Is that Kaoru?" I asked, as I unfolded my eyes.

"Do you know each other?" Ayame asked.

"All too well, my dear Ayame." Tamaki said.

"What am I doing with the Host Club?" I asked.

"Tamaki here is in the same class as me. And Kyoya, is the younger bother of my fiance. Well, I thought these wonderful boys would be able to cure you of your depression."

"Yay," Kaoru and Hikaru in sync.

. . .

"I'm leaving." I bluntly said.

"What!!!" Everyone said.

I sweat dropped. "Fine I'll stay." I finally gave in.

"Thanks," Ayame said and left.

I sweat dropped again. Then I turned at them. "What was my sister talking to you guys about?" I asked Haruhi.

"Well, she said that it was a game."

"A... Game?"

"In the game, we're supposed to make you laugh. But I don't get the point of the game. I mean, you're always smiling, right?" Haruhi smiled at me.

If only she knew.

"Hey Sayuri," Hikaru said, "We'll make you laugh. We're throwing a party tonight. All the members of the club will be there. You're invited too."

"Oh thanks."

"I wanted to tell you earlier, but since you were upset about the tournament I decided to tell you later. So everyone's staying the night. Make sure to bring your clothes." Kaoru said.

"Okay, sure."

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