"Hey!"
"Hi, hello, Haruhi. Hi. Yeah."
"You okay, sempai? You seem nervous or something. Not like yourself."
"Me? Nervous? No, no, it's nothing, honestly. How's Tamaki?"
"He's fine. But you just saw him yesterday."
"…"
"…"
"Yes, I know, I just wished to enquire."
"Oh. Yeah, he's fine."
"Good. Good. Um…do you care to walk with me?"
"Where to?"
"Oh, anywhere. I saw an ice cream truck down the boardwalk."
"Sure, whatever you say. I'm fine with that."
"Hmm. Ah, weather's nice."
"Yep."
"Indeed."
"Kyoya, is there any specific reason why you wanted me to meet you out here?"
"No, no, it's just that everyone else was busy."
"Okay, whatever."
"How's Tamaki?"
"You just asked me that."
"I know, but how are…you two?"
"As—as a couple?"
"I suppose."
"Oh! Fine! Yeah, we're good."
"I'm glad to hear it."
"Thanks."
"He treating you well?"
"Kyoya, what is this? We're not married, and we're barely dating."
"Just thought I would ask. He's my best friend, and you're my…um…like I said, he's my best friend. I thought I should know how everything was going."
"Looks like Mommy is getting a little overprotective."
"You know I hate it when you all call me that."
"Do I look like I care?"
"That's it, you're buying your own ice cream."
"No, Kyoya, I'm sorry, really I am."
"…Fine. What flavor do you want?"
"Mint. You?"
"Vanilla."
"Really? Vanilla? You go out to get ice cream and get the most boring flavor ever."
"Yeah, well, maybe I'm just a boring person."
"I'm sorry. You're not boring."
"It's fine. Here's your money, sir. One vanilla and one mint."
"Aren't you going to give me my cone?"
"Let's sit down first so I don't drop them."
"Over here good?"
"Yeah. Here's yours."
"Thanks…oh…"
"Sorry. Didn't mean to do that."
"No, it's fine, really."
"Tamaki won't get jealous, will he?"
"You think he's perched in the bushes with a camera, watching as we accidentally brushed hands and he's going to come after you with a steak knife?"
"With Tamaki, one can never be sure."
"That's true. You're different, sempai."
"Am I?"
"I don't know what it is, but something's changed."
"Hmm."
"Mm, this is good ice cream. So. I think you need a girlfriend."
"Do I?"
"Yeah. Someone you can do stuff like this with."
"No, that's okay. I'm not really interested at the moment, as well as the face that I'm quite busy."
"But there's nobody you like? You know, I'm sure Renge would take you back if you so much as asked nicely."
"I'm afraid not. There was a girl once, but she…she found someone else."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"No, it's fine. She's happy with him, and he's a wonderful guy."
But still, that's a shame."
"Yeah. I guess it is."
"What's her name, if you don't mind my asking?"
"…"
"Kyoya? Are you alright?"
"…Haruhi. Her name was Haruhi. And I think she's beautiful."
"Me?!"
"Yeah."
"You liked me?"
"I'm not going to say it again."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner."
"Eh, I don't know. Maybe because I wanted Tamaki to be happy. He deserves someone like you. And I thought you would be better off with him than me."
"Well that's—that's so sweet of you!"
"Perhaps. I don't know, maybe I will find a girl, maybe I won't. But thanks for having ice cream with me."
"Sure, no problem. And Kyoya?"
"Yes?"
"I don't know, things could work out one day for us after all. We'll see. Thank you for telling me."
"You're welcome."
"See you around, sempai."