Do You Want to go to the mall with me?

"Kyoya sempai?" Haruhi asked as she knocked on the young shadow king's door but didn't get any response. "Do you want go to the mall with me? Come on I'll get you a McDonald's, I never see you anymore, come out the door it's like you've gone away!"

"We used to be best friends and now we're not, I wish you would tell why! Do you want go to the mall with me? It doesn't have to be the same one," Haruhi said as she held up a plastic bag full of anime.

"Go away, Haruhi!" Kyoya barked from the other side of the pristine white door, making it stubbornly clear he wanted to be on his own. "Okay bye..." Haruhi sighed as she shuffled away from the door like a small child who had been scolded by an adult.

Five years later after Tamaki's departure to France

"Do you want go to the mall with me? We could just hang out; I think some company is overdue I've already started talking to the pictures on your walls... hang in there Akito. It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms just watching as the time tick by...

Five more years...

"Kyoya sempai? Please I know you're in there, everyone's been asking where you've been they say 'have courage' and I'm trying to, I'm right out here for you just let me in... we only have each other it's just you and me, what are we going to do? Do you want go to the mall with me?" Haruhi asked as she leaned against the door. She hated seeing Kyoya like this, confided in his own room even though it is larger than most teens she knows but that wasn't the point, the point was she needed to get him out of the home that quickly became his prison by judge Yoshio Ohtori. If it wasn't for Fuyumi's help by keeping him distracted she wouldn't had gotten there as many times as she has done but saying that it probably wouldn't be much longer until the penny drops in his so called father's mind.