No Treatment for Love [Ouran Host Club Fanfic]

Chapter 5:: The Increadible Hulk is No Match for Me

I was so angry I could have spit. I could have punched a wall. Hell, I could have probably taken down the Incredible Hulk right about now! No, in fact, I was certain I could have. I'd beat the Hulk up with Iron Man; no even better, I'd use Franki as the bat to hit Iron man.

How freaking dare she run off and leave me alone in a room of psychotic lunatics. A bunch of absolute creeps with nothing better to do than schmooze their way into rich girl's hearts. Not to mention they were of a different species-I mean gender. Well... no, I mean species.

"You are all so lucky that I'm this angry with my friend. You don't want to even know what I'd do to you if I had the time!" I yelled, glaring at every single one of them in turn, most of which showed some sign of fear; that is, except for Kyoya and Mori.

By the time my eyes even got to the extremely tall guy, he'd bolted out the door and down the direction Franki went. My eyes widened in surprise, then, like a switch, something in me clicked, and I ran after them both. I was all ready out the door when I hear Tamaki rallying the troops over something to the extent of an American damsel in distress. Boys.

I felt my feet sink into a constant rhythm as I rushed off to the left, hoping all the while that she wasn't too far ahead. If Franki fell down the steps like I thought she would, then, Houston, we have a problem. Briefly feeling a presence behind me, I turned just in time to see Tamaki and the twins running to catch up. Kyoya was just passing them when I swung my view back around. I took a quick right down the first flight of stairs I saw and that's when I heard Franki and a voice that closely resembled a second grade boy's voice.

I took the stairs two at a time and heard the patter of four pairs of steps behind me again.

Freezing at the top of the flight of stairs, I saw Franki talking to a bunny, which strangely resembled her in some color coordination way, and a boy that looked to be about 9 years old. My anger returned full force as I slowly stalked down the stairs towards Franki and the two boys at the bottom of the staircase.

"Francesca, are you okay?" I asked seriously while turning my eyes into slits to glare at the boys that had made it before me.t

She nodded slowly, her eyes not meeting mine. I forcefully grabbed her arm, pulling her up, but stopped abruptly when a small cry of pain came out of her throat. I furrowed my brow, taking her right arm and examining it carefully. Sure enough, I saw a red and already swollen mark on her upper forearm. How the hell did she manage this?

Just as I was about to give her an earful about how absolutely clumsy she was and how she couldn't just leave whenever she felt like, The Idiot- I mean, Tamaki- butted in, "Honey, Mori, are you two-?"

"Don't worry, Tamaki, Usa-chan is going to make Francesca all better!" the little boy with honey colored eyes cried out happily.

"Who the heck is Usa-chan?" I growled at the little boy.

He smiled brightly at me, completely unaffected by my tone, and shoved his dingy stuffed rabbit in my face.

"Usa-chan, meet Rose! Rose, this is Usa-chan!" he laughed happily.

"Usa-chan is it? May I hold Usa-chan, please?" I asked as politely as is manageable. As soon as the boy gently placed the stuffed thing into my hands, I held it up nicely. Giving the bunny an award winning smile, I decided to chuck him violently down the last flight of stairs.

"Fetch, kid," I told him, not quite caring about any consequences of what I may have just done. Stalking back over to Franki, I heaved a sigh.

"Okay, let me think about this logically: you are utterly useless in the movement department right now so... bridal style or piggy back?"

"I'm fine, really," she argued, shakily getting to her feet and wobbling on the spot.

"Fine my butt," I argued, crossing my arms to show my displeasure.

"I don't need your- help!"

Oh, the irony. Just as she was about to argue about how she could stand by herself, her knees buckled and she nearly toppled over. However, instead of falling to the ground like I anticipated, somebody caught her.

What the hell? Who was this Mori character? And most importantly, why was he stealing my job of taking care of Franki? And for God's sake, he had better stop manhandling Franki or there would be a throwdown that would take place. And I most certainly would win that throwdown. I mean, seriously, I just said I could beat the Hulk in a match. And this guy would be no match for the Incredible Hulk.

Arg. He seriously should have just put her down!