A/N: Another new chapter~ It's so weird only writing in one viewpoint for once! :c

Enjoy!~

Lunch break had finally come and although my measly bento box was nothing in comparison to the luxurious foods that the students around me were currently eating, it still tasted like heaven to me. The morning had been filled with exams for most students and so would the afternoon. I looked around me and each of the host club members seemed reasonably calm in comparison to our other classmates that were sat with large textbooks out beside their lunches, cramming in as much food and knowledge as was simultaneously possible.

"It can't have gone that badly, Hika-chan. I'm sure you've passed it!" Honey soothed, giving Hikaru a brief hug inbetween bites of cake.

The redhead sighed, tapping his fingers listlessly against the table with apathetic eyes. "For question 16, I drew a picture of a giraffe. I highly doubt that's the answer in any maths question."

I fought the urge to giggle, mainly because of how gloomy the redhead was in comparison to his usual behaviour. Honey had been trying to force feed him cupcakes and chocolate torte, but ended up just pasting the twin's face with frosting and chocolate and missing his mouth entirely. Kaoru's arm was around his brother's shoulders, rubbing soft circles through the blue blazer.

Tamaki pointed at Hikaru with an accusatory finger, leaning over the wide dining table excessively to make his point. "You should have studied harder! Haruhi, Kyoya and Honey all manage to stay top in their classes and keep up with their extra-curricular activities! We should get you a tutor!"

"Bit harsh, boss. But maybe a tutor would be good," Kaoru scolded our self proclaimed leader.

The familiar buzzing in my pocket had me reaching into its depths and pulling out the small flip phone. Kyoya's name flashed across the screen and I raised an eyebrow at him in question. He barely changed the expression on his face, but it quite clearly said "read it and find out, idiot".

Kyoya Ootori (12:22) – I could be really cruel right now...

Haruhi Fujioka (12:24) – You always have the chance to be cruel. But how so?

Kyoya Ootori (12:25) – I was about to volunteer you as Hikaru's tutor :)

Haruhi Fujioka (12:26) – I swear to god, I will kill you

Haruhi Fujioka (12:27) – Kyoya! DON'T YOU DARE! I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE HELL!

"Well, Hikaru, there are some obvious candidates for a tutor here. If I had the time, I would do it myself. But I think the best person for the job would be Haruhi, since she's covering the same topics as you it will all be fresh in her mind unlike Honey-sempai or I," Kyoya looked beyond smug as he spoke, a small sparkle was in his eyes that definitely wasn't caused by the glare of his glasses.

"Kyoya-sempai…" I growled, wishing I was sat further up the table so I could unleash some of my fury on the boy. He turned his head to face me and gave me one of his trademarked fake 'hosting smiles' that quickly mutated into a smirk.

"Hey, that would be great!" Hikaru cried, grasping one of my hands from across the table. His smile lit up the room and Honey looked relieved that he wouldn't be in charge of cheering up his kouhai any longer.

"You can start tonight, Haruhi! I'll cook us some dinner while you're both working!" Kaoru was bouncing in his seat then grabbed my other hand in both of his, rubbing soft circles into the skin. I was about to tell them that I couldn't tutor Hikaru, I had enough studying to do for myself and staying top of the class was mandatory for my scholarship, but the pure happiness on their faces made any detesting thoughts melt from my mind. Resigning myself to the reality of spending much more time at the Hitachiin residence, I began to steel myself for any and all hijinks that I was sure to befall.

"You can cook, Kaoru?" I asked, confused as to why he'd bother when they all hired such amazing chefs already. Kaoru's face flushed and began to laugh nervously.

"He tries to. If the kitchen doesn't go up in flames, his cooking's actually quite good," Hikaru laughed, giving my hand a squeeze and a light punch to Kaoru's shoulder.

"Hikaru!" He yanked away from my hands; face glowing red and eyes narrowed at his brother.

"Hey! It was a compliment!" He waved his hands defensively in front of his face and chuckled, coaxing his brother into relaxing again.

Kaoru responded by moping in his seat and crossing his arms tightly across his chest. "A backwards one, at best!"

Haruhi Fujioka (12:38) – What did I ever do to deserve this?

Kyoya Ootori (12:39) – Nothing, I was just getting bored

Haruhi Fujioka (12:40) – You're always bored.

Kyoya Ootori (12:42) – Not so much with you around

His last text perplexed me slightly, but I brushed it off and glared at him for the remainder of the lunch break. He was quite satisfied with himself, if the faint smirk that pulled at his lips said anything. Tamaki wasn't pleased with the idea of me spending even more time with the twins, especially alone, and demanded that he come along. The twins vehemently detested the idea and threatened the beheading of the blonde's favourite stuffed toy, Beary, if he stepped foot in their home during the tutoring sessions. After much heated debate, Tamaki finally caved and started to grow mushrooms under the table by my feet. Not kicking him was a true test of my willpower, but that didn't stop either of the Hitachiin brothers.

By the time we actually got to the Hitachiin mansion, I was ready to shoot myself. The afternoon exams were exhausting and more studying was the last thing on my mind. Kaoru offered me a selection of coffees, which I downed eagerly for the lovely buzz of caffeine. I smiled graciously up at him, in his stylish black and silver apron before he scurried off back to the kitchen areas to prepare us dinner.

"What are we going to study then, Haruhi?" Hikaru's enthusiasm had dulled since lunch time, probably from the second bought of exams we had just completed.

"Well, the exams on Friday cover English, Italian, History and Literature. So which one do you want to go over first?" I laid out a variety of textbooks on the table, letting him browse them with a look of disdain on his face.

He looked thoughtful for a moment before picking one up by the corner and inspected it thoroughly as though it was some foreign anomaly, "I suck equally at all of them. So whatever, English."

"You don't suck at any of them; you just haven't studied enough is all." I took the book from him, carrying it in a much more careful and respectful manner. Flicking to an appropriate page, I scanned through the words to see what questions I could set for my new 'student'.

His fingers skimmed the gorgeous chrome table, drawing random shapes and avoiding meeting my eye. "No, I do, Kaoru usually spends hours going over this stuff with me. I would be bottom of the class if it's weren't for him."

"Thinking so lowly of yourself isn't going to get you anywhere." I flicked him on the ear which he failed to avoid.

"Alright, Fujioka-sensei," he winked at me and pulled me down into the seat next to him. "Let's just get started already."

Throughout the session, I had the chance to smack Hikaru around the back of the head several times, which actually made it more of a stress relieving activity for me than a study session. Kaoru joined us an hour later with plates laden with a variety of spicy chicken dishes. I was surprised that his cooking was rather quite good and not burnt beyond saving.

As I popped another piece of chicken off a skewer, my phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and instantly the Hitachiin twins' mischievous eyes were on me.

Kyoya Ootori (20:24) – Hope you've had fun ;)

Haruhi Fujioka (20:25) – I'm being hand fed some lovely chicken, I can't complain ;)

Kyoya Ootori (20:27) – My attempt at cruelness backfired? :(

Haruhi Fujioka (20:28) – Definitely. I also have the excuse to hit Hikaru when he annoys me and pass it off as a teaching method. So thanks!

Kyoya Ootori (20:29) – I'll have to try harder next time x

Haruhi Fujioka (20:30) – Bring it on, Shadow King x

Breath tickled my ear and soft chuckling made me aware of one redhead now only millimetres away from my face. "The Shadow King, huh?"

"Kaoru! Don't you understand personal space?!" Swatting him away only made him laugh harder. Hikaru didn't look quite as amused, his expression showed something closer to suspicion.

"Such a thing doesn't exist in our house," he breathed into my ear. I fought not to react, hoping he'd give up if I didn't respond as he'd expected. After a few seconds he pulled away, smirking.

"Why is Kyoya texting you? The only time I see him using his phone is for business, or telling Tamaki to piss off," Hikaru leant forward over the table, narrowing his eyes as he inspected my face for traces of embarrassment or lying.

I merely shrugged and tucked the device back into the safety of my pocket. "He just wanted to know how the tutoring was going."

"Uh huuuuh…" He relaxed into his chair once again, a hint of suspicion still lingering in the depths of his eyes as they flickered between his brother and I.

"Well… Who wants dessert?!" Kaoru cheered from the seat beside me. Thankfully it broke the tension and I stuck my hand up in the air with enthusiasm like I was a young child eagerly waiting to ask a question.

The identical boys chuckled and bolted off towards the kitchen, leaving me in the silence of the grand dining room, staring at the door they had exited through.