Ouran Host Club Hostess (DISCONTINUED)

How do you keep a Secret?

Kyoko's plan had been simple: just keep the twins away from her mother. This included any and all pictures whether incriminating or not, mentioning them in casual conversations, and especially not letting her meet them at any potential point in time.

The first two were relatively difficult, she hadn't realised just how much time she spent with them and how big of a part they played in her life even if they weren't her current boyfriends (god that title still made her blush like hell), but she had expected the third to be much easier.

After all, her mother was supposed to be gone a few days after Christmas, and that wasn't too far off. Besides, Kyoko loved her mother to bits. She was an only child, so it had been just the two of them for as long as she could remember. All she needed to do was just needed to last until then and she would be home free.

Halfway through her mother's visit, a week before Christmas, Haruhi's phone rang while the two of them were switching between books and whatever happened to be on TV. Kyoko glanced over curiously as her cousin flipped open the phone and answered the call in a dull manner, suggesting that she already knew who the caller was.

Ten minutes later, she forcefully snapped the phone shut. "That was Tamaki," she summarised. "Apparently since everyone seems to be back from their vacations for some reason, he wants to get the whole club together to make Christmas cookies or something."

"The whole club?" Kyoko echoed, briefly losing her place in her book. "Where does he even want to do this?"

"Well, at first he wanted to come over to our place-" Kyoko squawked in panic, "-but I said no, so he said we could do it at his place instead."

She relaxed marginally. "Oh...that's good..." her mind immediately went to the twins. She had been incredibly disappointed when she realised that her current situation meant that she couldn't go and meet them at the airport the day that'd come back. In an out of character move for her, she'd spent most of the day sitting alone daydreaming about how their reunion might have gone – or maybe it was in character, she wouldn't know, she'd never had a boyfriend or girlfriend to compare.

At any rate, her melancholy had been so obvious that her mother and uncle had both wondered if she was sick that day.

Haruhi resettled herself beside her cousin, and picked up the remote to channel surf. "So how do you plan on keeping this a secret? Are we going to go or not?"

"Go where?" The two girls jumped and turned around with varying degrees of guilt. Kotone leaned against the doorframe and looked between the two of them curiously over the rim of her coffee cup. "Seriously, where are you going, and why do you both look so suspicious?"

"Um..." Kyoko glanced quickly at Haruhi, then back at her mother. "Uh, our club leader just called and they want us to come over tomorrow to make Christmas cookies," she tried out the words. It was technically the truth so it didn't make her feel so bad.

Kotone nodded thoughtfully, and took a sip of her drink. "Well I don't see why not," she replied easily, and Kyoko heaved an imperceptible sigh of relief. "You never did mention what your club was though, did you?"

Kyoko panicked for a second. "It's a uh...social club!" Well that wasn't quite a lie. "We drink tea and discuss lots of different topics together!"

"Oh, now doesn't that sound intellectual and fancy," Kotone chuckled, and Kyoko dredged up a smile to match. "Well like I said, I don't see why you both can't go. Do you need a ride there?"

Kyoko squeaked. "Nope, we can make it ourselves!"

"Are you sure?" Her mother arched an eyebrow, and Kyoko knew she was pushing it now. "The news said that it's going to snow a lot tomorrow. I don't want the two of you coming down with colds. Besides, I may as well see how all these super rich people live, right?"