So I realize you guys are probably thinking this is some sort of trick,

'Natalie-sama is actually making a honeyXharuhi fan-fic! Trickster!' well you see now children; I'm leading into that lol. I want to establish the connections between those two for now; you'll see what I'm planning in later chapters.

The suspense is killing me!

Anyway enjoy this chapter

-Nat

Explore – Haruhi's POV

My mouth went dry, stomach turned. No one said anything. Mori and honey had instinctively hid me when we heard the noise, moving precisely and quietly. Now they were crouched in a battle position. And I stood there, mouth agape, eyes wide, fear setting in. the bush rustled some more, we waited for whatever-whoever, was going to immerge.

A tall blond boy and a dark haired boy about the same height give or take a few inches, walked out. They were dressed in the ouran uniform, and torn black slacks. The tall dark haired boy had on glasses and held a notebook; astonished at the people gathered he stared at me.

The blond boy spoke first "Were you the guys blowing the trombone?" His eyes rested on the conch in the sand.

"Its not a trombone, you ditz, it's a conch. Lucky they found it. I heard there worth a fortune." This came from the boy with glasses. It both amused and annoyed me.

"Well, um pleasure to meet you, my name is honey. What are yours?" honey spoke to the blond boy, seemingly ignoring the boy with glasses.

"I'm Tamaki Suoh, and this dick heres name is Kyoya Ootori. The pleasure is ours young boy." His voice flitted across the sand; he and 'kyoya' were almost to us.

Honey looked offended at the comment 'little boy' and turned around fake tears in his eyes, crabbed my collar and cried to me "He called me a little boy! Haruhi! You know I'm not little! Wahhhhhhh!" he now held me protectively, like a husband would his wife.

Awkwardly I pried him off just in time to get a good look at our new comers. They were covered in dirt and that 'Tamaki' boy had a gash in his arm, where the sleeve had been torn. Kyoya though was the lesser dirty of the two, and I took particular note on his face.

His eyes were a magnificent gray color; it seemed to reflect the world, lips looked soft and inviting, model like. He stared at me, and seemed to be evaluating me as well.

Those gray eyes hadn't left me since he stood on the other side of the beach. For now they rested on the emblem.

"Why are you wearing that." It was a statement, not a question. I didn't say anything. I was kind of afraid to. He looked at me expecting an answer I wouldn't give. "Are you shy? You shouldn't be, we are going to be here awhile. There's no point in it anyway."

"I'm not shy," I started "you just didn't introduce yourself, that's rude where I grew up." My face stern, he softens his, and then laughed.

"Your right, I apologize, my name is Kyoya Ootori. Yours is Haruhi I presume, now please explain to me why a girl is wearing a boys boarding school logo." He said it as if it were a joke. One he couldn't explain. Pursing my lips I decided to grace him with words.

"You are correct to presume I am Haruhi, yet that was still rude. And I'm wearing this logo because it is my school too." I felt the harshness of my voice, and at first I felt bad, but that feeling passed once he spoke again.

"Well, little Haruhi," we were very close now, he was so close I could smell his spicy breath "Just so you know, back where I come from It's rude for women to talk when they are not spoken too, so I suggest you hold your tongue." His voice was dangerous, and I knew I shouldn't have said anything. His treat clear, I turned my head away; just in time to catch two boys walk through the foliage. Reddish orange hair, they both looked oddly…the same. I thought about this. They were twins. Twins covered in mud.

They walked towards me. Hand in hand, singing something in tune.

The one with his hair parted to the left started "she's beautiful as usual"

Then the one with hair to the right "with bruises on her ego"

"And killer instincts " Left

"Tell her to be aware of evil men" Right

"And that's what you get for fallin again " Left

"You can never get him outta your head" Right

"And that's what you get for fallin again" Left

"You can never get him outta your head" Right

And they stopped looked at one another and laughed. I laughed as well, kyoya backed away from me, I could tell he was pissed off, but I didn't care. It's not like he meant anything to me, right?

The twins exchanged a glance, smiled and swept me a bow.

One of them started to talk "I'm hikaru, the oldest of us. But you wont remember that caus-"

"Why not?" I asked cutting him off.

"Well you see," he started "even our parents mixed us up. Were hard to tell apart." His voice expressed pain, only a hint so it didn't show on his face.

"Well that's mean, I mean its not like is rocket science." My voice was empathetic.

The other twin was curious to figure this out "Well then, hello, my name is Kaoru, Kaoru Hitachiin." He smiled "you are?"

This I felt earned me a 'ha! Your just as rude as me' look from kyoya. I shrugged it off "My name is Haruhi Fujioka" my fake smile slid into place. The blond boy-though I didn't realize earlier-was on the floor crying. Saying things like 'she doesn't pay attention to me! The only few friends I know, and she wont even introduce herself!' so finally I looked at him. Extended me hand, which he took gleefully. Getting on one knee he kissed it tenderly.

"Hello fair princess," whatever emotional trauma he had been experiencing a moment ago had passed "I will defend you from the lions and foul beasts that inhabit this horrid place." There was a spark in his eye.

"I actually like this island, I can defend myself, and if not its honey who would be first in line to save me. Your too slow." With a cold expression sliding into place, turned to the group. "Hey everyone, look I know a few survival basics. And the first thing I want to do is build shelter." My voice was strong as it got for raspy and cracking, I needed water.

"We'll need water-fresh water-a stream maybe?" honey started as if reading my mind "and for that we will need hunters and gatherers."

After about ten minutes, each member of our small group had been assigned a different task to complete.

The twins were gatherers: Food.

Mori and I were also gatherers: water/hence storage containers.

Honey, kyoya, and Tamaki were to gatherer wood, and house stuff, ect.

By the time we had gotten back to the meeting spot it was high noon; I had discovered some coconuts, which mori made a hole in (was I the only one without a pocket knife?!)And we filled with fresh water.

The twins had found lots of fruit, tied their shirts together, and hauled them all back. They had a variety to, melon, watermelon, strawberries, bananas, berries, and some type of animal.

Kyoya, honey and Tamaki brought in roughly six hundred ft of rope that must have fallen off the plain, three waterproof parachute balloon's, a shovel, and a pile of sticks that looked sturdy enough to make a house.

We started directly into house making, first the foundations. We pounded and dug the branches into the dirt next to the clean ravine mori had discovered when we looked for food and water. Then tied them together, slowly patching the parachutes in as we went.

When we finished, we sat down around a pit we decided would be used to make the fire in, only problem now, was how to start it.

I looked around at the confused faces of my newfound friends. But my gaze held steady on kyoya. He caught my gaze, and stared into my eyes. His were a deep gray, with mixed colors. A deep purple lined the edge, leading into the cloud like smooth material before the iris. His nose centered perfectly on his face. He seemed bred of the perfect human cultures; I couldn't tear my eyes away. His dark hair was calling to me, begging me to tousle it, with those lips of his so kissable.

My eyes stopped its analysis. His glasses, that's what we needed!

"Kyoya, hand me your glasses." His examination was cut short as he gave me a Questioning glance, yet handed them over anyway.

I pulled over some dry leaves and broken sticks, and held his glasses up lining them up with the sun. a small circle appeared on the log, as I pulled my hand away farther and farther, it got smaller and smaller.

That's when we saw it. That glimpse of hope, sparked along side the fire, and it lit up. The boys gave me a nod of appreciation, well all except kyoya, who just lowered his head deep in thought. I felt my heart sink for someone. The only thing that crossed my mind was how I really wanted his acknowledgment. I handed his glasses back.

Then got up and started to gather some logs for the new fire.

"Haruhi wait for me," honey called, I didn't really here him though. I was trying to carry as much as I could, without realizing how much I could actually hold.

My hand slipped, the logs fell, one hit my foot, and the other one cut open my hand before dropping to the ground.

I felt pain, and stinging. It wasn't impossible to put up with but I didn't like it nonetheless. Honey finally made it to me panting, kyoya and everyone with him. He held my hand in his own, and started to rip a piece of cloth from his clothes.

Kyoya however stopped him. "That's not sanitary, you could give her an infection, here.." he took off his uniform shirt to reveal a white shirt skin tight. I would have liked to see THAT more often. Yet he ripped a clean piece from the center, darn. "This ought to do." He took my hand from honeys and led me to the ravine, genially submerging it under water. Then after he had examined it following the cleaning to make sure no other fragments were left in the wound, he wrapped it. His hands were warm against mine, soft. Delicate. They made me shiver.

He kissed the top of my bandaged hand, leaned forward, and whispered in my ear "Haruhi fujioka, it is my pleasure to meet you, fair princess. You may call me Kyoya." His breath on my neck made me shiver once more. But something strange happened too. My legs were weak, and his hand dangerously close on the inside of my thigh. I felt my feminine hormones kick in, and deeply regretted being one.

With that though he stood offered me his hand and led us to the fire where they were roasting our meal. When we got there Tamaki glomped me and started crying 'my daughter, oh my precious daughter! She hurt herself! What is a father to do!' Which I emotionlessly replied 'I'm no daughter of yours.' That's when he sat in a corner crying about how his daughter didn't love him and so on. That's when it got dark.

We sat around the fire telling about our lives. I told them how the school thought I was a guy and gave me a scholarship to their academy. I also told of my cross dressing father and how my mother had died when I was five. Kyoya shared how he was the third in his family and he wouldn't get to inherit his family business because of it.

It was peaceful as everyone regurgitated their lives over the fire to there new friends/roommates.

That peace, though happy, only existed between a few of us. Honey and kyoya were soon to upset that

Hey everyone, I decided not to slack this story so much, come on look I've already posted a new one!! So yea, I like the twin's duet: D please everyone R&R, I want some reviews really badly.

Yours truly,

-Nat