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That's right all of us are together, at my 'home' eating cake around a coffee table. I try to savor the taste of my cake, but it is hard with all of them here. They fill the house so much, that it feels different, more warm and inviting.

Tamaki-senpai is in better spirits than the day of the meeting. He is smiling while he eats, complaining to Kyoya-senpai when Hikaru calls him a pervert, and huddles into a corner when Kyoya-senpai ignores him.

We are all sitting and happily eating the cake, and I notice that there is a certain fair haired third year staring curiously at the stack of boxes behind me.

"Haru-chan," Hunny finally asks, "what's inside of those boxes?"

"There my clothes," I pause, taking in a deep breathe, "they are the clothes that my dad bought me."

This immediately catches their attention, especially from Tamaki-senpai, Hikaru, and Kaoru. I can see in their eyes that they are interested; they probably thought of that dress that he packed me when I went to the beach. But even though they desperately want to see the clothes, they don't ask. Not in words anyways.

"Do you want to see?" I ask the words come to me like a reflex. How can I say no to people who are taking care of me?

"Can we Haruhi-chan?" Tamaki asks dramatically.

"Of course."

They slowly inch toward the boxes, still unsure if it is really okay to look at its contents.

They open the box and find beautiful dress, short skirts, and smart tops. I never wear these things unless I absolutely have to, it is such a pain to mix and match different outfit combinations. Besides, it really isn't my thing. A pair of jeans and a T-shirt is just fine with me.

"Hey, this is the dress that Haruhi wore at the beach," Hikaru fishes out the infamous dress and examines it.

"You need to dress up!" Tamaki decided, "This is your house warming party after all."

"Try this one first!" Kaoru picks out a halter top and a denim skirt from the cardboard container and before I know it I'm being pushed into the bathroom.


I'm forced to try on all of the clothes in an innumerable amount of outfit combinations.

First a halter with a skirt. Then a sundress . . . then a blouse and skinny jeans . . . then a vest and school girl combination . . . the list goes on and on.

So why is it when I think that it is over, it turns out that was just the beginning.

"What are all of these movies doing here?" I ask in a sleepy voice, maybe if they think I'm tired they'll leave.

"Are you getting tired so early Haru-chan?" Hunny asks. Then it hits me, I was so caught up in trying to convince them I was tired I missed something.

All the host club members were pajama clad . . . from head to toe.

"We're going to have a movie marathon!" Tamaki cheers.

"Change into your pajamas," both of the twins push me into the bathroom.

"What pajamas?"

"The ones on the counter," Kyoya replies.

My eyes dart over to the countertop and I see what I'm supposed to change into. In the past two hours they've managed to get me into some wacky outfits, but there is no way that I'm getting into that.


I am wearing the pajamas and so here I am, sitting on the floor of the bathroom.

"Haruhi-chan open the door!" Tamaki cries on the other side.

"I'm wearing the pajamas like Kyoya told me to, but I never agreed to leave the bathroom!"

"Haruhi-chan, why are you so cruel to me?' I sense that he was finding a corner, but I'm standing firm on this, you'd have to kill me to get out of this room, "Mom do something."

There are steps coming toward the door. I strain my ears and push them up against the door, trying to hear what Kyoya is whispering to himself.

"Tom down, I ave a sparky??" I repeat to myself, thinking that if I say it aloud it might make sense of things.

But instead of making things make sense, things are further confused; my body is falling into empty space. The door I've been leaning against has been opened. And my face is directly in front of Kyoyas' shoes.

"I said, "Calm Down; I have a spare key," he half smirks and half scoffs at me.

It can't be helped. I'm wearing Hello Kitty Pajamas.

"Haru-chan, we match!" Hunny tugs on my shirt, comparing it to his. It's true, they are basically the same, but his aren't hot pink, and instead of Hello Kitty, he has bunnies.

"Who chose this outfit?" I seethe.

Hikaru and Kaoru both stare at Tamaki, who is looking very guilty . . . and extremely nervous.

"I thought that you like Hello Kitty," he stutters.

"What in the world gave you that idea?!"

"You had a Hello Kitty eraser," he replies. He's right; I did have a Hello Kitty eraser. But I only had it because I had lost mine that day, and it as the cheapest one in the shop. I consider staying mad, but I feel bad. He wasn't trying to be mean; he was just trying to cheer me up.

I sigh deeply and shake my head to clear it.

"So what's this I hear about a movie marathon?"


That night was mostly a blur. First we watched 'Stay Alive.' Hunny, Mori and Kyoya all fell asleep within the first five minutes, must have to do with there blood type.

The movie is in English, which I don't mind, but I get lost into the words sometimes.

Hikaru and Kaoru sat by my side as I tried not to look as horrified as I felt. Instead I tried to focus on Tamaki. He would scream even if it was just a rose dropping. And at appropriate times he would scream at the characters to get out of there. I'll never forget his face when he screamed, "No . . . Frankie . . . omg!"

Next we watched '10,000 B.C.' I hate the ending. I think they should have left the girl dead and had the man get run over by the mammoth. Tamaki kept on screaming something about, 'those monster ostrich/dinosaur/alligator things.'

The last thing I remember is Hikaru and Kaoru asleep on both sides of me. Tamaki had just put in 'Elizabethtown.'

Orlando Bloom is saying something about shoes. Then he gets fired and he is about to kill himself via exercise equipment and a kitchen knife. On his first attempt at death, the duct taped knife fails him.

On the next attempt he is interrupted by his cell phone. The last thing I wonder before I sleep is who is calling him on the phone? And what are they going to tell him?


Its morning now and I am the only one awake. I've just spent the past twenty minutes moving slowly out from in between Kaoru and Hikaru. I look at my handy work, quite well thought out if I do say so myself, I have them both gently propping up each others heads, and not once did they stir from their sleep.

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.

"Hello?' I speak into the receiver.

"Hello, is this Fujioka Haruhi," the voice belongs to a middle aged woman, her voice is masked with an artificial happiness that you where when you talk to a costumer. I decide I'm going to call her 'Little Miss Botox'

"I don't want to by anything," I immediately answer.

"I'm not a telemarketer," Little Miss Botox starts to sound a bit annoyed, "I'm taking care of your fathers' funeral."

My heart skips a beat, and not in a good way

"Oh," I'm amazed that I find the strength to say even that.

"I just called to ask if the body is supposed to be cremated or buried, that is all."

"Cremated," I reply, just hoping that the call would end.

"Thank you, have a nice day," her voice is full of faux sunshine, and I'm now listening to the stinging sound of the tone telling me that she was gone.

My legs feel heavy, but I force them . . . force them to move. I throw my phone and start running. I don't know where, and I don't care. I just want to run away from it all.


Tsuzuki


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