For annwyd - Kyouya/Tamaki/Haruhi

"You know," said Haruhi, "if you really wanted to save money, you shouldn't have asked us both to move in."

Kyouya's hands stilled on the newspaper. After a moment he turned a page.

"An interesting opinion," he said. "Why do you say that?"

"Fish, natto and rice don't cost much," said Haruhi. "But Tamaki-senpai ... "

They both looked over to the buffet table. Tamaki appeared to be involved in a titanic struggle with the desserts section.

The cheesecake was winning.

"I didn't think even rich people would eat lobster for breakfast," said Haruhi.

Kyouya usually had a mug of black coffee and nothing else. He did all his bargaining in the morning.

"The profits from our ... partnership off-set Tamaki's eating habits," he said.

"I know," said Haruhi, misinterpreting as usual, but before he could disillusion her, she'd pushed a croissant over to him.

"It's too early in the morning for cynicism, Kyouya-senpai," she said. "You should eat some breakfast."

Kyouya pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "If you wish to accuse me of having the purest motives in asking the heir to the Suou empire and the best lawyer of her class to join their fortunes with mine, it is hardly in my interests to disagree."

"Yes, senpai," said Haruhi. "Have some jam."