The Bubbly Host Club (Scrapped And Being Rewritten)

Chapter 9 Long Lost Memories

I was six when I met him, but I still remember it all so well.

"Mommy, I'm scared."

"Don't worry TK it all will be fine, you'll love it here." My mom had told me when she knocked on the door.

Funny, two hours ago I was actually excited to meet him, but after seeing this plateaus building, I became over whelmed.

As the door slowly opened I hid behind my mother's leg. An eighteen year old girl with a maids outfit on greeted us. She was so pretty, with her dark red hair and light green eyes, almost angelic like.

"Hello, I'm Selena. What kind of business do you have here?" she said, greeting us with a smile.

"Oh hi, I'm Nancy and this is my son TK. I don't know if you heard, but we're here to live with the Suoh family for a while." my mother answered.

"Oh yes! I remember now, please, come in."

Mom and I walked in the home to the middle of the room. An older man with brown hair spoke to us from the top of the elegant stair case.

"Nancy, welcome. I'm happy you came, please make yourself at home."

"Oh thank you Yuzuru. I'm happy to be here." My mom said.

I poked my head out from behind my mom's leg to get a better view of the man but he waved at me so I scurried back behind my mom's leg. He motioned a maid over to him and whispered something in her ear, then she hurried of to some place.

Mom bent down to me and whispered, "TK this is your Uncle Yuzuru. He is very nice and funny I think you'll like him very much."

I nodded, looking at the ground in front of me.

"Yuzuru," my mom said with a smile, "I'd like you to meet my son TK."

"Why hello little one, come here I want to give you something." My uncle said.

I walked to Uncle like I was walking on ice, trying to pick the perfect place to put my foot so it won't break and have me fall in the deathly cold water. When I was half way up the stairs Uncle started walking down the marble steps and sat down next to me.

He said, "Want to see a magic trick?"

"Magic isn't real." I exclaimed, "It's just an illusion to bug the heck out of you."

"Oh really? So are you saying that this isn't magic? "Then he tickled behind my ear and showed me a small Tutsi-roll.

"Yeah, that's not magic. I saw it in your hand when you sat down. Plus if you're thinking of giving that to me, don't waste your breath. I hate candy."

"Well, you're a smart boy, aren't you TK? How old are you any ways?"

"I'm six."

"Father you wanted me?" I heard from the top of the staircase.

Uncle turned around and stood up. "Yes, I'd like you to meet my sister and her son."

The boy looked at me and said, "Hi I'm Tamaki."

Then I realized something. I had a dream about him when I was a few years older. Nine I think I was when I had the dream. But that can't be, was Tamaki really in that dream? The dream when he was in a hospital bed. Now that I think about it, Tamaki was the one that I dreamed about. I mean they both look the same; skin torn to shreds, ribs broken, rist sprained, and glass stuck in his arm. Tamaki, what happened, and who did this to you?