YAY! Chapter 9 is finally up! Sorry it took me so long. To make it up to you, I'm uploading a bunch of new chapters all at once~!

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Chapter 9: What Do You Dream About: Sushi or Fancy Tuna? Supermarkets in Japan Are Dumb

Kyoya adjusted his glasses and smiled knowingly at Haruhi after a few seconds of silence. "It's your turn to serve the guests now, Haruhi."

At this, Haruhi sighed and glanced down at the outfit she was wearing. All that was necessary to make them look like waiters was to take the uniform jacket off and tie an apron around their waist, however she didn't feel like a server. In fact she actually felt bad for tricking the representatives and going against the head master's wishes.

Before she knew it was happening, Honey stacked her tray with sweets and pushed her out there, an innocent smile on his face.

Haruhi tensed at the sudden push and almost stumbled into the room. I might as well get going then, she thought. Randomly, she walked up to a man with short black hair and emotionless dark eyes. He was obviously the representative for Japan.

"Hello, sir," she began. "Would you like some sweets?"

"Oh, um … no," he replied. "I don't have that much of a sweet tooth. I'm more of a fish person."

"… I see …" Haruhi nodded in total understanding. "I'm a tuna person myself," she commented before stopping herself.

"H-Hai," he spoke, slightly surprised that she actually said something else. The two looked on in silence, not knowing what to do. Not just a few feet away, Haruhi spotted the American representative fighting with the tall guy who the Japanese girl assumed was Russian.

Well, it makes sense. I don't think the two countries, America and Russia, ever had a smooth relationship with one another …

Next to them an English man and French man were creating a dust cloud. In the far corner, Haruhi spotted Tamaki being petted by a girl with long black hair. Haruhi couldn't help but think she looked very pretty … and childish.

Now that I think about it, a lot of these representatives look WAY too young. Especially that blonde one over there, Haruhi thought, looking over at the girl sitting next to the angry Swiss.

"So …" began Haruhi. "Uh … have you ever tried fancy tuna?" she asked out of the blue.

Japan stared up at her before answering. "Hai, it is very dericious."

Haruhi's ears perked up. "R-Really? Where did you try it?"

"I don't remember exactry."

Haruhi sulked. "… Oh …."

"You've never tried fancy tuna?"

"No. I'm not very wealthy. In fact, I can barely afford a grand meal at all."

Japan sighed. "This is why I keep terring my boss that Tuna shourd arways be on sare … so shourd sushi."

"It would be great if tuna were always on sale." Haruhi then began to wonder a life where she could eat fancy tuna every night. "That would be wonderful," she thought.

"I agree. I go to the supermarket often. It's hard to find my sushi on sale."

"You go to the supermarket? Not to be rude but I thought a high ranking official like you would have enough money to not have to go to the supermarket."

"Oh, I do. But I live in a traditional Japanese house and I like to live like my people."

Haruhi formed a slight frown. "Your people? That seemed a bit rude."

"Huh?! Um, no! Gomenasai. I did not mean for it to come out that way. Please forgive me," Japan apologized, still remembering that she didn't know he was a personification.

"It's fine. Besides," Haruhi grunted, "I'm used to it."

Japan followed her gaze as it landed on Tamaki and the twins with almost empty trays.

"Hey, boss," the twins began.

"Call me King~!"

"Um … okay …King …"

Japan chuckled at the scene. "I can see what you mean."

"I sometimes wonder how long I can stand being near them."

"That bad?"

"Yeah, I mean, sure, I'm getting somewhat used to their obnoxiousness but it still can get annoying."

"Ahh …"

"Well, I really shouldn't complain that much. It seems you have a lot on your hands too."

Japan's eyes widened and he blushed in embarrassment. "Is it that obvious?"

"… I guess … I don't mean to be impolite but you've got a rowdy bunch."

"Does it seem hard to berieve that we're government officiars?"

"Well, yeah. I thought people like you guys would be more professional."

Japan felt himself begin to sulk. Hearing his own citizen degrade him like that made him feel bad. "I aporogize."

Haruhi blinked in surprise. "Why are you apologizing?"

Japan's face looked even more flustered. "Werr, today, Japan is hosting the meeting and I am the representative of Japan so it feers rike it is my responsibirity to keep things in order and you seem so down that everything is so hectic so I feer rike it is my faurt that you didn't find it as interesting as you expected and I-"

Suddenly Haruhi began to chuckle, interrupting Japan's ramble. "It's okay, sir. I'm not really that upset. Besides, it looks like it wouldn't be that easy to settle this crowd down." Haruhi flashed Japan a small grin. "When I grow up I want to be a lawyer. That's why I came to Ouran Academy. I'm not really rich so I got here on a scholarship. I wanted to try as hard as I could and learn as much." Shrugging her shoulders she muttered, "So, I'll admit that I was a little interested to hear that government officials were coming here. I wanted to learn more about the business world. Being a rep isn't the same as being a lawyer but they have some similarities right?"

Japan smiled. "Hai. You know … hearing that makes me feel even more guilty for disappointing you."

She sighed. "Please don't feel guilty."

The Japanese man nodded but then found himself thinking about something. Did that boy just say that they came to Ouran Academy on a scholarship? If that's so, that'd make him a student. Not to mention, this person looks so young.

"You're a student?"

Haruhi immediately tensed. Sweat shimmered down her face as she tried to think of something that would make a great cover up. "N-no … I … you …" she felt so tongue tied. "Please forget whatever I just told you."

Japan cocked a confused eyebrow. "Um … Alright …?"

Just then, Haruhi didn't notice a silent figure creeping up behind her. Neither did Tamaki or he would've prevented whatever was about to happen next.

The scream started it all. All heads turned to the sound, even Japan who was right next to the scene had no idea what was going on. At the sight, Tamaki's eyes widened in shock and something burst within him that made him so frantic to get to his 'little baby girl'.


Yeah! Chapter ended! Please tell me if Haruhi was a little OC. I mean, I find it hard to write her. She's always so normal and blunt about everything. In any case, I tried giving Japan is accent. I hope it worked! :)