"Why don't you just leave Haruka-san," Shizuru said without looking up from the paperwork she was filling out. It was ridiculous how much useless paperwork there was for the President and even the Vice President to complete. The monotony was enough to drive the calm Shizuru insane, she certainly didn't wish it on someone as impatient as Haruka, most likely the blond was going stir crazy.

"Really?!" The outburst made Shizuru smile; it was predictable, and she needed that right now. She wanted everyone to act normal, even with the fact of the carnival, though she knew it was a lot to hope. "I can go? Yukino is wasting for me…"

Shizuru stopped her eyebrows from twitching upwards upon the mispronounced word. Did Haruka mean to say waiting? No doubt the correction would just create a vehement denial and as fun as usually would be for the teasing Kaichou, she didn't feel in the mood. Yes, that was correct – Shizuru Fujino could not bring herself to tease. After that surprising thought, Shizuru shooed Haruka out of the room with a plastered fake smile, and Haruka took it as real, not because she was stupid, but because Shizuru was the master at faking smiles.

The words that echoed in her mind as Haruka left was too bad no one is waiting for me… She knew it was selfish of her, she knew it was vain of her, but she couldn't help but be jealous. Yukino was Haruka's everything, dare she say "most important person"? but either way, Haruka had that – and she didn't. Her most important person did not return her affections, in fact, with how much the biker avoided her, she probably didn't even return her friendship.

Now that the carnival was over, that the first district was…over…Natsuki had zero to no reason to see her, especially after the mess with the kiss. The kiss that she couldn't help but steal, and the kiss that was singlehandedly the reason for their lack of acquaintance, much less their friendship. With a small sigh Shizuru forced her mind off her little, well, not so little anymore, puppy, and back to the task at hand. Mental daydreams of a place where Natsuki loved her would never happen, but the papers being due would.

Shizuru returned to her paperwork, throwing herself into it as she had done many times recently, and so preoccupied was she that she didn't see her emerald eyed goddess poke her head in through the doorway, like a little puppy nosing around. If she had seen it she would have found her teasing sparkle again, and verbalized the similarities between her Natsuki's actions, and a puppy, but no such luck.

The biker finally caught Shizuru's attention when she scooted onto the desk shuffling some of Shizuru's finished paperwork out of her way. In fact, for one golden second, Shizuru was utterly surprised, and verbalized it with a short scream –a once in a lifetime moment was beheld by Natsuki.

"Natsuki!" Shizuru cringed a little inside as she heard herself screech the biker's name, it was very unlike her, and judging by the wide eyed look Natsuki gave her, would finally give the little pup the opportunity to tease the ruby eyed Kaichou back. Shizuru resolved to stop that from happening by teasing her before she got teased; a preemptive strike if you will.

"Ara, Natsuki, was all your research just an excuse, what are you doing here?" No words had ever been spoken that Shizuru wished true as much as those. Natsuki's visit was a wonderful surprise, but the brunette knew better than to get her hopes up, it would only crush her in the end.

The effect she observed on Natsuki was immediate and gratifying though, so she was able to push her despondent thoughts away. Natsuki's face turned a most lovely, in Shizuru's opinion, shade of purple as she gaped for a few seconds, unable to even formulate a grunt in reply. Yes Natsuki was always flustered at such comments, but Shizuru didn't think it was extreme enough to provoke such an apoplexic response. Could it be she had accidentally struck truth?

No, Shizuru had to tear her mind away from such thoughts; it would only make her break more in the end. She had to stop letting herself hope – that was it. Simple. Stop hoping.

"I'm here out of habit." Natsuki's gruff embarrassed words pulled Shizuru to the present once more, and amusingly enough, the word "miffed" came to the Kaichou's mind. That was a perfect word to describe Natsuki at the moment – miffed. Shizuru, feeling merciful, kept that label to herself for now, she'd inform her little pup later, but for now she had enough teasing.

"And anyways, why are you here still? I thought you'd come out so I could give you a lift a while ago. I figured you wouldn't have as much to do now." Natsuki added her color lightening to its normal color to Shizuru's disappointment. Natsuki swung her legs a little as she spoke and soon enough Shizuru was once more distracted from the ebony haired girl's words.

Her gaze was firmly, but surreptitiously, glued to the patch of bare skin between the socks of the academy uniform, and the hem of the skirt. Shizuru knew she was treading in dangerous waters; it was just like the stolen kiss. She could feel her desire becoming almost too overpowering and Shizuru nearly closed her eyes to fight her internal battle. The only thing stopping her was the need to remain calm and outwardly normal for her Natsuki, a way to do that was to focus on the question.

"Just because I made time for my Natsuki does not mean that I had nothing to do." At Natsuki's stunned look Shizuru let out a delicate laugh, able now to pull her attention back on more suitable places. "I always just took the paperwork home and stayed to help you…"

"Oh," Once again Shizuru was graced with Natsuki's blush this time incited by embarrassed ignorance and guilt. Natsuki never did realize how much out of the way Shizuru went for, for example becoming president at all.

"Oh? Just oh?" Shizuru teasingly said putting on a fake pout and hurt expression, "no 'Oh Shizuru, you do so much, I love you…'"The teasing was a good old fallback, which more often than she'd ever like to admit, was used as an outlet for her raging desire. Under the guise of teasing she said more with a freer tongue, and under that guise, Natsuki let her get away with it.

"W-well, I d-didn't know, but I d-don't- uh, not that I'm, I'm not g-grateful, it's just that, I'm not, I mean I d-don't-" Natsuki knew her face, heck her whole body, was turning from a shade of pink, to a shade of apoplectic purple. Actually it was such a shade of purple that Shizuru thought Natsuki was somehow asphyxiating herself just by sheer will alone.And while Shizuru knew that laughing would only make the color and Natsuki's desperate spluttering worse, she the Queen of Restraint (except in rare extenuous circumstances such as these), could not hold in her laughter. Natsuki was just too kawaii! Sinking forward onto her arm on the table Shizuru felt near to collapse at Natsuki's marvelous performance. Really, teasing could not provoke a better reaction than the one provided by one extremely embarrassed biker - an embarrassed biker that looked like they were trying to become one with the floor…

However, Natsuki would be pleased to know she got her revenge, without ever really trying. Shizuru's collapsing laughter abruptly cut off as she realized exactly how close to Natsuki's bare thigh she was. Yes, the selfsame thigh that captured Shizuru's covert gaze was now inches from her mouth, and this time it was desire not laughter that bubbled up in her.

Sitting up suddenly Shizuru made for the door leaving a confused and flustered Natsuki behind in her wake. The brunette paused at the door and sent her lilting Kyoto-ben voice over her shoulder towards the stunned Natsuki.

"Ara, ara, I think Natsuki has had enough, shall we leave?"