Kyoya Ootori... smart, handsome, rich, powerful. Owning all the medical facilities passed on by your father meant something in this life. Meant you were a serious business man and did not settle for less. Nothing could go wrong at this point right? Right?

"Kyoya-san, there's a spill by the lockers. Will you clean it up, please?"

Kyoya's dark eyes glared past his glasses. He leaned against his broomstick and sighed. "Lockers? Who made the mess?"

"The boss..."

Kyoya Ootori... smart, handsome, and now working for a famous, commoner supermarket as a janitor cleaning up messes his boss always made. Luck was not on his side. He had lost his hospitals and all his money. Now he was reduced to this...

Kyoya muttered a string of curses as he mopped up the soda mess the store manager had made.

"Looking good, Kyoya-sama."

He looked at the laughing coworker passing by on his way to break. He was always being laughed at. What could you expect? After your name being on every hospital one day and another company the next; being laughed at just comes with the supermarket job.

"Kyoya, Kyoya!" a blonde female ran to him as he was finishing drying the floor. "The boss requests you hurry to the front end."

"Why?" he asked.

"You are to be trained as a cashier," she answered.

"What?" he roared. "I refuse to ring up items for the commoner's!"

"You don't have a choice in this matter," she replied.

He threw his mop down and punched his fist into a set of lockers.

"Kyoya-san, this is your volunteer trainer, Tamaki-sama."

"Wh-What?" Kyouya blinked as he looked at the blonde Japanese-French man.

"Kyoya, mon-ami!" Tamaki threw his arms around his former classmate.

"I'm so happy to see you!"

"Why are you here?" Kyoya asked.

"I volunteer once a month to this commoner's store!" he answered. "Now! Let me show you how to run the commoner machine called 'cash register'."

Kyoya sighed at how dramatic he said the words "cash register." This was going to be the worse day of his life. Why would Tamaki volunteer to work at this place once a month? For his wife, Haruhi?

They walked up the a register with the number "13" displayed. Perfect. Tamaki smiled as he flipped on a switch that illuminate the obnoxious number 13 and punched numbers in on the keypad. Immediately a woman with a basket filled with grocery items approached.

"Hello, ma'am, how are you?" Tamaki asked with a bright smile.

"It took long enough," she grunted as she slammed items on the conveyor belt. "You should not run a store on a busy day such as this without enough cashiers to run the registers!"

Kyoya glared and opened his mouth to say something. Tamaki held his hand up to silence him. He then pulled a red rose from his pocket and handed it to the angry woman.

"I am so sorry, ma'am," he said dramatically. "I am here now and will serve you until you are happy."

The woman blinked and blushed.

Kyoya shook his head and bagged the items as Tamaki slid them over the scanner. He wanted to block out his flirting with the former angry woman, but every now and then he would mention important things to Kyoya about running register.

"Have a nice day, ma'am!" Tamaki said.

"Thank you so very much, young man," she smiled. "I will always shop here from now on."

'What the heck? Just like that she's happy just because Tamaki gave her a rose and flashed his stupid grin at her?' Kyoya thought with disapproval.

"Kyoya! Are you paying attention?" Tamaki asked.

"Hai, hai," he sighed.

The whole day after that was one whiny customer after another, after another, after...

"Okay, break time," the manager up front announced and shut off Tamaki's light.

"Finally," Kyoya sighed. He looked at Tamaki as they walked to the break lounge. "How can you stand dealing with those rude customers all day?"

"Because," Tamaki answered. "I hope to make these people feel better. Unlike us, they don't have people to shop for them. They are poor and have to wait in line on busy days,"

"Well they should not take it out on us," Kyoya replied.

"I know," Tamaki nodded. "That is why I hope to make them realize their mistake by being kind to them."

"I...I see," Kyoya replied. He was always amazed by Tamaki's kindness. When he was not acting like an idiot, he was helping others. That had always been his nature... but right now...it was so damn annoying! Why was he stuck in this hell hole?

"Belzeneff's curse...is real!"

"What curse?"

"Nani?"

Kyoya looked at Tamaki. "What curse?"

"I didn't say anything about a curse...Kyoya are you dreaming?" Tamaki laughed.

"It's real!"

Kyoya jumped as Nekozawa suddenly appeared in the door way of the break lounge, which was now suddenly black with black roses decoration the sides.

"W-Why are you here now?" Kyoya asked.

"Surprise!" The twins Hikaru and Kaoru cheered.

"Kyo-chan, you remember what Nekozawa said don't you?" Honey asked sweetly with Mori nodding behind him.

"The curses were inflicted upon you when you played that board game as you stayed at my mansion that summer!" Nekozawa announced with his hand puppet Belzeneff nodding.

Kyoya suddenly had memories of when they spent that week at the cursed mansion. He and the others out of boredom played a board game in which different misfortunes were placed upon you.

"You deserve it for splaying me on your bed that summer," Haruhi added.

Kyouya blushed and blinked at this. "I... I just wanted you to..."

"The curse! The curse! The curse!"

"Nooooooo!"

'Kyoya-senpai...wake up!'

"The curse! The curse!"

'Senpaiiiiii!'

"Noooo!" Kyoya eyes snapped open as he found himself in the third music room of Ouran High School.

"Nightmare?"

He looked up and saw a concerned Haruhi.

"Mmm yeah," he nodded.

"You really need to stop staying up until five in the morning," she giggled.

"Hey... you didn't marry Tamaki did you?" he asked suddenly.

"Nani?" she questioned. She giggled again, "Of course not. You know I would never cheat on you. We are dating after all."

He grinned and nodded. "So it was just a nightmare," he sighed for relief. "Well let's get going, huh?"

"Okay," she smiled.

Thus working at a commoner's supermarket was not as bad as losing his darling Haruhi to the bumbling idiot, Tamaki. Still...he hoped that nightmare would never come true...