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The walk with Haru-chan was pretty fun. Normally I would have been asking him a thousand questions, but he looked like his mind was pretty occupied. I had seen that look before; like when my dad was about to make some sort of business deal, or when a bunch of the maids were sick so the rest had to do four times their normal amount of work, and were trying to organize in their head how much work they had to do, where each thing was, and in what order to do which tasks. I had learned it was best to sit quietly in those types of situations. I walked silently, listening to some music in my head, my head swinging back and forth slightly every few beats.

Soon Haruhi started to slow down. He came to a stop at a brilliant door - The gold patterns were amazing! - and turned to me hesitantly. "Just to warn you," he spoke, "they can be a little….. eccentric."

I smiled, and he started to open the door. There was a flash of bright light, and suddenly a bunch of rose petals flew around me. That was cool! Were they the theater tech club or something?

I rubbed my eyes, and my ears were greeted with a soothing chorus of "Welcome!" I opened one eye to see a group of boys standing twenty feet in front of us. One of the blond ones - the tall one in the middle - changed his expression from one of content to surprise.

Then he jumped and started running straight for us.

"Oh, my darling Haruhi! Where were you? You're almost five minutes late; I was so worried!" he exclaims in a very loud voice as he practically tackles Haru-chan to the ground with a flying hug.

Haru-chan struggled to get out of his grasp. "Let me go, Senpai!" he said.

The blond upperclassman - to Haru-chan anyway... I wondered what year he was in - only loosened his grip enough to look the younger boy in the face. "But I was so worried! I thought you had been kidnapped by pirates and!- Well, hello, Princess. I'm sorry; I didn't see you there." he said, stopping his near-hysterics to go back to a normal tone when he saw me.

He let go of Haru-kun - dropping him to the ground! Poor guy, that had to have hurt - and made his way over to me, grabbing one of my hands delicately. "Pray tell," he continued in a nice elegant voice and form of speech that very much reminded me of some of my favorite books back home, "What is your name, beautiful princess? Why have you decided to come and grace us with your presence?"

I couldn't help but giggle and play along, a big smile on my face. This was fun! Maybe Haru-chan was just in a theater group?

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, good sir! Yet how am I to say my name if I do not first know yours?" I said, my hand still in his, giving him a curtsey. This was so much fun! I giggled again.

"Of course, my princess!" he said, placing down my hand, "How could I have forgotten? My name is Tamaki Suoh, but you may call me whatever your heart desires, my love."

I giggled once more, not noticing the varying looks from the others. I hadn't had so much fun in forever!

"Why, thank you, Sir Tamaki. How could one resist such flattery? Please call me Yuki. Last names are much too impersonal than I could stand to be called by someone such as you."

I giggled once more. "Yet, what of your companions?" I asked looking to the six to our left, before looking back at Tama-chan. "How rude it would be for me to not greet them properly. Please, would you introduce them? I wonder if their names are as enchanting as yours."

Seriously, this theater club was freaking awesome. Going to school was amazing!

"But of course, Princess!" Tama-kun exclaims, making a sweeping gesture.

Tama-chan points to Haru-chan first. "This is Haruhi Fujioka, class 1-A. But, I see you've already met him." He turns to the two twins sneaking up behind Haruhi.

"And those two are Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, also in class 1-A." he says, giving away their location. Haru-kun turns towards them as well, destroying their chances of sneaking up behind him, giving them a look that clearly says 'I know what you're doing.'

The twins are a bit shorter than me, and have red-ish hair. They both wear identical smirks, even as they pretend very poorly to be innocent under Haru-chan's look. Haru-kun doesn't buy it anyway.

Tama-kun ignores this and moves on. "The guy in the glasses over there is Kyoya Ootori. He's in class 2-A with me." he says, flashing another dazzling smile. Quite the charmer, this one. I giggle at his theatrics.

Kyoya is standing near the other two who still have yet to be named, holding a black notebook under his arm. He is indeed wearing glasses, and in my mind I think that they suit him very well. He's about my height, - well, he would be if I wasn't wearing heels, - and has dark black hair. Even from across the room I could tell that he held himself with an air of class and sophistication. I smile at him as he seems to study me.

Tamaki continues, this time pointing at the next victim - I mean member. "The blond one over there is Mitsukuni Haninozuka, class 3-A."

Mitsukuni is rather short. I'm tall for my age, but that still doesn't make up for the difference. He looked like he wasn't even five feet tall, as where I was almost six. He was clutching a pink stuffed rabbit, further intensifying his childish perception. His hair was almost the shade of honey. His appearance just seemed to scream 'sweet'.

The short boy in question gave me a large smile. I couldn't help but grin back stupidly. This was the warmest reaction I had received my entire life. "Hi!" he said in a high voice, bouncing up to me. "Nice to meet you! You can call me 'Honey'!"

I smiled back even harder as I tried to talk through the giggle that suddenly came loose. "Nice to meet you too!"

Then, a tall dark haired man about a half foot taller than me came up behind Honey, not saying a word. If there was one word to describe the way he looked, it would be…. um…. Shoot, I'm not good at this. He pretty much looked like a cross between a body guard and a Japanese rendition of a Greek god. So, yeah.

"And the tall man behind him is Takashi Morinozuka, also in class 3-A."

Honey bounced by Takashi's side. "You can call him Mori. Everyone else does, right Takashi?" he says, not exactly giving any proof to the fact.

Regardless, Takashi nods, looking me in the eye, both as a greeting and as confirmation.

I smile once more. "It's so lovely to meet you all!"

Tamaki inserts himself into the focus of attention once more. "Not as lovely as it is so see you, Princess."

He half shoves himself between me and the rest of the group, half tries to be centered inside the circle of people.

"I'm terribly sorry, but we are closed today for a club meeting. However, we would be absolutely delighted if you would come back tomorrow and visit us."

I smile. "I'd love to! Although I might have trouble finding my way here from the classroom… Oh, that reminds me!" I giggle at my own tendency to get so distracted. "That's sort of the reason I'm here. Today is my first day. I got lost walking in the halls, and I left my stuff in my classroom. Haruhi said that one of you could show me back to the third year hallway?"

"We could do it!" Honey exclaims, bouncing up in front of Tamaki. "Takashi and I know the third year hallway like the back of our hands. We could show you the way to your class and be back in no time, right Takashi?"

Takashi, who I have still yet to see be called Mori, nods, still not talking. Seeing as everyone reacts normally to this, I assume his silence is commonplace.

I turn back to Honey-kun and give him a big smile. "Thanks!"


(By the way, is anyone else extremely curious as to where Tamaki would have gone with that pirate scenario?)