Haruhi slowly opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of Hikaru in his bed on the other side of the room. She thought it was a little strange that they shared a room when there was plenty of room in the house for them each to have their own. Though with how close they where it wasn't all that surprising.

She climbed out of the now rumpled bed sheets and to the side of Hikaru's bed. "Hikaru, wake up." she lightly shook his shoulder, glancing at the clock to see that it read 11:17. She was surprised that she slept in so late, but she contributed it to the fact that Kaoru's bed was a lot more comfortable that her own though she would loath to admit it. "Hikaru, wake up." she said in a slightly louder voice, she was still getting used to the fact that it was deeper that she was used to.

"Go away Kaoru." he said in a sleepy voice as he swatted her hand away. She sighed and walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open.

"Wake up." she said with slightly less patients as the light came flooding into the room. He rolled over, and hid his face under the covers in an attempt to escape the bright rays. Haruhi was not in a mood to wait around, and they have things to do today so she walked up to the bed once again and pulled the blankets off of him.

"Hey!" he exclamed in a sleep filled voice as he sits up to see where his covers had gone. His eyes meet her face that had a slight blush on it and remembered that it was haruhi standing there, and not his brother.

"Why are you in your underwear?" she asked as she averted her eyes to look at the wall that all of a sudden seemed much more interesting than before.

"I know that you are not used to seeing such nice walls, but are they really that interesting?" he asked in an amused voice. "And I always sleep in my boxers." he said as he got out of bed and pulled on the pajama pants that where at the side of his bed.

"Gee that's nice." she mocked. "Where's the bathroom?"

"Is that what you woke me up for?" he asked in a mildly irritated tone as he ran his hand through his tousled hair.

"Well if you want I can ask one of the maids, and tell them that I'm not really Kaoru, and I have no Idea where to go." she scoffed.

"Well when you put it that way, I will be happy to point the way to you." he said with a mock bow. "right next door." he said in a light voice, already shuffling through the closet for something to wear. Haruhi too went to the closet to get cloths when Hikaru tossed a pair of pants to her, quickly followed by a shirt, and boxers. "Towels are in the cabinet." he said as he once again went into the ridiculously large closet for what she presumed his own cloths.

Haruhi came back into the room to see that Hikaru had showered also, and was fixing his hair in front of a large mirror. She sat down of 'her' bed and picked up a book that she had brought with her form her house. Haruhi wasn't the type to dwell on unpleasant things, but she couldn't help but feel frustrated about being stuck in her friends body. She was a little embarrassed when she was showering, she kept her eyes closed the entire time. She just hoped that Kaoru showed the same courtesy.

"Come here Haruhi." Hikaru called from across the room.

"It's Kaoru" she corrected lightly as she walked up to him. "What?"

"Turn around" he said as he spun her by her shoulders.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she felt his hands touch 'her' hair.

"What does it look like, your hair." his fingers forming the spikes in the back. "It's looks horrible, and I doubt you know how Kaoru does it, so I'm doing it for you." She almost shivered as his breath ghosted across the back of her neck. She didn't really mind, she even liked it, his nimble fingers felt good running through her hair, thought she noted that it really wasn't her hair his fingers where in, but Kaoru's.

He nudged her to turn back around, as he finished up the front, Parting it in the right spot, and smoothing it out. She noticed that his green eyes, had flecks of yellow in them. She never noticed that before, whether it was because she never took the time, or it just was because her face had never been this close, she wasn't sure. Well, they had been close before, when he was trying to get a rise out of Tamaki, but she was always looking away in irritation.

"There. Done." he said as he walked away.

"Thanks." she said as they both walked out of the room. They where heading over to her apartment to meet up with Kaoru. She hoped that he didn't blow it with her dad, but then again, her dad worked late last night so there was a good chance that he was too tired to notice the subtle difference, or as she hoped, Kaoru was asleep when he got home.

Haruhi knocked on the door since she gave her key to Kaoru. It was strange, having to knock on your own door, she thought. Hikaru was standing behind her with his hands in hid pockets. The door suddenly swung open to revile a frustrated looking Kaoru, which was quickly replaced with relief when he saw them standing there.

"About time you tow got here." he said as he stepped out of the door way to let them in. He quickly made his way into the kitchen with the other two trailing behind.

As soon as Haruhi stepped into the kitchen she was overwhelmed by the scent of something burning. "What did you do in here?" she asked as she scrunched her nose at the smell.

"I was trying to make toast." he said as he pointed to the trash can that was filled with burnt bread. I tried a few times, and I think I almost have it." He said in a slightly put out voice, that had some hope in it at the end.

"Your not serious are you? You didn't seriously burn all of that on accident." she said in a tightly controlled voice.

"Well what do you expect, I've never had to cook before." he said in an irritated voice. "and I'm hungry."

Haruhi gave him a blank look then set out to make him breakfast least he burn more than just toast. "What do you want?" she asked as she bagan to rummage through the refrigerator.

"Hmm... some french toast, an omelet, and bacon."

Her eyebrow gave an irritated tick, "How long do you think that all will take me, and do you really think you can eat that much?" she paused to look at him.

"It's fine, your used to cooking." he said with a wave of his hand.

"Damn rich bastard." she mumbled as she got out all the things she would need to make an omelet.

"That's mean Haruhi," he wined "I can't help that." his face contorted in mock hurt.

"No, but you can help your attitude." she closed the door, "I'll make you an omelet, and toast. That's all."

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