Male or Female? Mweiki's story~ a Ouran High School Host Club fanfiction~

Chapter eight: The calm before the...OH SHIT!

I made sure no one was following me this time as I walked home.
The long walk of shame, the calm before the storm, the walk before the Kohaku.
Before long, I arrived at my large house, mansion I guess.
I was hesitant at first, since I knew Kohaku would question me.
And by question, I mean order for answers by yelling.
"It's now or never, I guess." I muttered under my breath, my hand gripped the handle.
I exhaled, and walked in. As expected, the agender maid appeared in front of me, a stern look on their face.
"Where were you?" They demanded, slowly coming closer to me.
"School." I took off my shoes and let down my hair.
"School ended two hours ago, where were you?" Now they were in my face.
"Technically I was at School," I said started, "But I had to go to Y club activities."
"Activities, huh?" The pouffy dressed maid said, "What kind of activities?"
"Tthhhhhhe...ones for my club!" I gave them a cheeky smile.
They seemed unimpressed by this answer, "Don't be a smart ass with me, child."
"I'm not, I'm just finding loopholes in your questions."
They shot me a glare that could kill a thousand people, "What club!And where did you get that uniform?!" They ordered.
"A Host club..." I muttered until my breath as I plopped into the larger couch.
"Pardon?" They said, clearly knowing what I had said.
"A Host club." I muttered a little louder.
"Didn't quite catch that!" They said again sitting down beside me.
"A Host club!" I yelled, "I was forced to join a f..."
"A what now?"
"A freakin' host club! Okay? There you got your answer." I said looking the opposite way.
Try tried to hide a smile, then started chuckling, "You poor child. Goes to an fancy rich kid school, gets a pass on the uniform, and then forced to join an attractive male's club, where they entertain a bunch of beautiful girls. Seems like a bisexual's heaven, does it not?"
"No. Not at all." I felt tears fall down my face, as I thought of... Them, the one I fell in love with, then, then the incident happened, and they never came back.
Kohaku didn't know what they did wrong, but they comforted me anyways, "I'm sorry child, for whatever I've done."
"It isn't your fault, Ko. You didn't have anything to do with it." The drops fell down my face, slowly, then all at once. I sobbed like a small child, just like everyday since the incidents. My mother, my friends, even...even her.
I try to forget, but I always remember.
Always.

~Flashback~

It all happened that day, the day where she fell.
We were twelves years old back then, it was the day we found out I was going to a school with a guaranteed future.
She was happy for me, and I felt bad for her, she applied for the school as well, but only I got in.
She never minded though, she couldn't care less.
But that's what she showed.
I knew her for as long as we can remember and beyond, I knew this bothered her.
She would kill to get in.
Me, her, and our friend, Elyza, who also got in, were playing on the rooftops.
Hanging out, just being ourselves, celebrating our acceptance.
After the celebration, we sat on the ledge, starring off into the sunset.
That's when she snapped, she tried to push Elyza off the fifteen story high building, while I left to get another drink.
She failed of course, she ended up falling down.
I ran to catch her, grab her hand, only, I tripped and fell.
I watched my only friend fall to her demise, just before her impact to the ground, I looked away.
I heard a distant crack, and I knew she died. But to this day, I've never seen her corpse, I still had hope.
After that, Elyza's family moved away to France, meaning she never did go to the school, I wished she did die that night, meaning that she would still be alive. I'm assuming she died back in November. Since I read that her family were victims of the bombing.
Ever since then I swore never to be close to someone ever again, then I fell in love with my new best friend without even realizing, until they died. Then I just kinda, blocked everyone out.
No one knew what happened, only a few, those who were there.

~End of flashback~

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, I dreamed of that place.
I honestly wished I was still there instead of here.
Too many deaths, in so little time, a teenager didn't need this.
A child doesn't deserve to walk through Hell and back, multiple times.
I want...I want to die.