Chapter 5...

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It had been days since I started fighting again. But, I also became smarter with hiding it. I didn't cover it up with an errand or a run, I simply snuck out when the family fell asleep and returned before six.

The Ootori gala was steadily growing closer with every night out. My dress had been finish for a total of two days, yet I haven't even tried it on. Why? Simply due to the fact that I was too frazzled to think about it.

My little late night hobby kept me away from thinking too deeply, though the return price was constant exhaustion and sore muscles. But, no one noticed. No one bothered to see how I acted, moved or even notice the lack of sarcasm. I kept telling myself it was fine, that I would be noticed at the right time by someone else. To someone who would care about me. Then the negativity kicks in.

Currently, I was passed out in my last class. Thankfully I wasn't one to snore. But I did receive a whack on the head by the passing teacher three minutes before the bell. "Mina, do pay attention, at least slightly." He said before continuing his lecture. I yawned and nodded. Giving the man my full, sleepy attention.

My brothers gave a curious glance that I shrugged off. Making a gesture of playing video games, I hoped they bought my excuse. Shrugging themselves, they resumed paying attention to the last minute of the teacher.

Being transferred to the same class as my brothers didn't bother me much. It was the fact that I was now escorted to the car at the end of school most days. But, I suppose it could be worse. After all, I knew it was nothing more than a way for them to look good to the clients.

As the bell signaled the end of school, my brothers and Haruhi headed for the club room. I, on the other hand, was still on probation. So I made my way to the electronics store to check out some computers.

At least, that was the plan. My schedule was rewritten when someone threw a bag over my head.

"Yeah! We got her!"

A familiar voice cheered. I could see his goofy antics of victory in my mind. With a sigh, I crossed my arms and waited for an explanation. None came. Instead, more club members joined in and spoke at once before dragging me away. "All I was going to do was buy that alienware that was just released." I grumbled, not helping my captors in any way.

Placed in a chair, I sighed and glared up to the boys and one girl. "Don't give us that look, sis." Kaoru grinned, linking arms with Hikaru. "Yeah, you need to relax." My expression displayed one of annoyance and held back rage. "Then tell me what's going on. I have a laptop on hold, so hurry it up!"

There I go, shoving other away. I gave them a chance and found out that I wasn't needed. Besides, there wasn't a reason to be friendly anymore. The boys looked at one another before looking back to me. Arms crossed, my left foot resting against my right knee and a single eyebrow arched. "Well?"

Kyoya sighed and pulled out his little black book. "According to the changes you made, you saved the club a little over a million yen in the last few weeks. We wanted to throw a welcome back party to celebrate." He gave his easy smile while my expression stayed neutral. "So, you're going to spend that money on a party instead of something useful for your club?" I huffed with a smirk.

The boys all glanced at one another before shrugging with smiles. It would seem that they all, even Haruhi, were all in for this party. With a heavy sigh, I gave my own shrug and a half smile. "Alright, boys. Tell me what I can do to help." And, for a few good hours, I forgot about my plans to skip town.

***

I sighed and gave a long stretch from the desk I had been working at. Well, Kyoya's desk in any case. I had taken over his laptop once again and surfed the web for a few good deals on supplies. Just the usual stuff. Streamers, confetti poppers, balloons, food and a few nice costumes ideas for the hosts. Nothing big except for the music. Tamaki wouldn't have anything less of a full orchestra for the night of dancing and celebrating.

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