"No! I can't be the idol type! What about the 'musical' type?" I was freaking out. "I have a concert tomorrow." I told them. "You won't be here Ni-Chan?" I shook my head, "No. Sorry Honey." He started crying waterfalls so I gave him seven tickets. "I was going to ask you guys to come." I said, scratching the back of my head. "AWWWW! MY SON ASKED ME TO COME TO HIS CONCERT!!! KAWAIII!!!" Tamaki said as he squeezed me.
I tapped the pressure point on his shoulder and he passed out. "HAHAHA!!!!" The twins grabbed my shoulders and shook me... hard. (Me: Cue anime pout!) I pouted and knocked them on the head. They pushed me and I fell on Tamaki. "AH!" Tamaki pushed me under him and got on top of me. I heard a camera snap. "Help meee!" I said. Tamaki sat on me. "What the... AHH!!" He started leaning down to kiss me and I swung a punch to his cheek. He flew off of me, I sighed "Should've done that sooner." I tossed a blanket over him and saw the hosts looking at me like I hadgrown two heads. Deadpanning I smiled ."Oops?" Kyoya walked forward and shook his head in disapproval. He shoved me onto the couch. "Hey!" But before my objection could go any further, he gog on top of me. I got an anime tick. I'm getting really tired of this!
" GET OFF." I tell him in an annoyed tone. He , instead, leans closer. Our lips brushed, "Okay, okay! Too close for comfort. Don't make me turn you into a smoothie." I threatened. He laughed and got off of me. I got up and pushed him. "Don't ever do that again. Unless you want to end up in your own hospital, Ootori." His mouth opened a bit and he pushed up his glasses. "I seem to have found out your dirty little secret." He says. I smirk, "What would that be?" I ask, placing a hand on his knee. "Go on, tell me. I don't bite." Hey, I'm a guy but he started it! Besides, I know what to do. He starts to speak with a level voice and fails epically. "Y-You've go-got stage fright." He tells me. "I stand up and scoff. "How would I do what I do if I have stage fright?" He laughs, "That's the thing, you hate what you do. I've got all the dirt on you." I swung around and kicked him in the side. "Serves you right, Baka." He looked confused. I turned to grab my guitar case but two pairs of arms dragged me back. "Let me go!" I yelled, but to no avail. "Do you like Kyoya?" They asked me, always in perfect sync. "I'm not like that." Tamaki groaned and stood up. "You sure?" He queried, rubbing his cheek. "Yup." I thought I saw Kyoya frown. "Look, Ootori. I'm a bit of a womanizer so I would surely know what I needed to do to make you shut up. All the information you got from those files were false. You know nothing. Deal with it."