Why? (An Ouran Highschool Host Club FanFic) (??? X OC)

What is happening?

(Hikaru's POV)

He sung that kissed a boy song just to mess with me, didn't he.
Whatever.

The next morning we all helped the girls pack and get on the plane. Although the girls were leaving, us club members decided to stay one more day, for the actually vacation we where promised.

We got back to Peyton's house around noon, so we eat lunch when we got there. He just pulling through a couple drive-thru's on his bike and got some of the random things that we all wanted.

I can't help but almost feel bad. I mean, we practically just met this guy a month ago, and we already got him doing all this stuff for us, without asking for anything in return.

Well... The other guys didn't really give him anything in return. I had to kiss him. But I can't say that I hated it. Even for a guy, I just... I don't know just... something about it. The way he tasted, how soft and delicate it started, the feel if his mouth, his tongue, oh his tongue... WOAH!

No, no, not going to think about that, it's just... wrong! He's another guy... but I think I kinda... liked it? Does that mean I like him? I'm not gay, well the brother act doesn't count, but I'm not actually a homosexual!
But maybe-

The scream of a girl broke me of my disturbing though. It was a scream of anger, not horror, though. I looked around the room; no one looked upset, and no one screamed like that. I then turned to Kaoru, who was sitting next to me, only to find his gaze fixated on one of the doors, which was believe to be the basement. I was about to get up and investigate, when the door flung open, revealing a terrified Nekozawa, and a very, and I mean VERY, pissed looking Peyton. He was screaming at Nekozawa, while Nekozawa was trying to apologies for something. For what, I didn't know?

"I said I was sorry! I don't know what else to say!"

"Yeah? Well I know exactly what to say; GET THE FUCK, OUTTA MY HOUSE, NOW!" That sentence was soon followed by the slamming of the front door, as he was literally kicked out of the house. Peyton was about to head downstairs when Takashi stopped him, and gave him a worried look... which was odd for him to show emotion.

"I'm fine," he said calming down. Then something weird happened: Takashi knelt down a little and touched his stomach. "The scars aren't there anymore, but it still hurts... Can I ask you a favor?" He gave a slight nod as he stood back up. "I just... I really need to punch you right now," he said straight faced.

Mori looked confused, but then put his hands behind his back before he said, "Do it-" before he could finish, the wind was knocked out of him as he was hit right in the gut. It happened so fast I could barely see it actually!

"Thanks..." and with that, he went back into the basement, locking the door behind him. The thing that really bothered me, was that Peyton looked like he was crying as he shut the door. Just the sight made my chest hurt.

Takashi actually had to bend over to breath properly, then he came and sat next to Haruhi on the sofa.

"What was that about?" she asked. All he did was shrug.

"What was he talking about when he mentioned scars?" Kaoru asked.

Haruhi answered this time, "he got into a fight."

"How bad was the fight, like how'd he get scars from it?"

"He was stabbed in the stomach," she answered.

"And the lung," Kyouya added.

"Should we check on him?" Honey asked Tamaki.

"I'm not really sure what to do..."