Kiss Kiss, Fall in Love! -Ouran High School Host Club

She stopped smiling and looked over to Kyouya, a grave look on her face. "Y'know, I'd rather not risk death..."

Amaya glanced back over at the two, then back to Kyouya, her expression not changing.

She shrugged slightly. "I dunno... Maybe a few days... or weeks..."

Everyone had eaten and left the restaurant, Misaki sighed, "Now for baking that cake." she said, "If only I had more help........Oh NO!!!!!!!! I forgot my bag at the Bowl-O-Rama!!!" She ran out side, grabbed her bike and peddled.

"I think that you are right." Kyouya said with a laugh as Naomi poked Hikaru in the chest and then watched her walk over to them, her face red with anger and embarresment.
"Are you two comeing?" she asked.

Misaki slowly opened the door, she was soaked. It was pouring rain outside. She looked for her bag and found it on the chair. She walked towards it and then she sneezed.

Naomi looked up when Masaki came in. "Why are you back? And why are you all wet?"

"One, it's raining pretty hard outside and two I forgot my bag. It has my special birthday cake recipe in it." answered Misaki. She sneezed again and shivered.

Amaya looked over at Misaki, worry covering her eyes. She walked over to her purse (which was, by the lane that she and Kyouya had practiced on) and jacket. She snatched her jacket and walked back to Misaki, drapping it over her shoulders. "There. Why didn't you have a jacket before you were out in the rain?"

"That might have hepled you. Okay you are going to stay here, itill we get the game done and then I will take you home...before we go shoping." Naomi said.

Amaya walked down to the lane and looked at the scoreboard. "Okay, who's turn is it?"

Misaki sighed, "It was nice outside when I went out. But after I passed a few blocks thunderclouds gathered and..............you get the piture. Thank you Ayama." she said.

"No problem!" Amaya said with a smile. "You can keep that jacket if you want to. The inside is fleece and will keep you warm."

"Your turn..."

"Ok...."

"Right..." She grabbed her bowling ball and rolled it down the lane, getting a gutterball and then a 8.

Misaki fixed herself some hot chocolate and watched Ayama get gutterballs.

{lolololol. xD}

{i know!!}

"Guess that it is my turn now..." Kyouya said with a sigh as he got up and threw a spare.
"My turn..." another sigh and then a strike.
And then Hikaru got another gutterball.

OOC: What is that Anime with Italy? I can't rember the name...

{Axis Powers Hetalia.}

Last frame. Amaya got up and got a strike. As she was getting ready to sit back down, the scoreboard still said that it was still her turn. She looked over at Kyouya, confusion on her face. "I don't get it... it still says it's my turn..."

{I can't help but love Amaya's cluelessness. xD}

"It says that because you got a strike and so you get to go again..." Kyouya said with a smile.

OOC: Thank you!

{Your welcome!}

She blinked twice and a blush spread across her face in embarrassment. "Oooh... Okay." She said, going again and getting a spare.