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Momochan77: Omo! (Oh my Orange, my friend and I say that. I use it a lot in my UtaPri story) I cannot believe I forgot Honey! Kyoya is my favorite, Mori is second. But they tie often = _ = and if you request it shall be done!

Animefreak Amii: I am glad you like it! And you were pretty good with the answers! And since you made a request consider it done.

IIIIIIIIII'mmmmmmmm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaccccccckkkkkkkkk~! Sorry for the delay with my stories I have been swamped and unable to write or even go on fanfiction. But here is an update!

And let the chapter begin . . . delayed!

Magical time skip backwards~

Honey sat between the two large rocks of the edge of the playground. He suddenly pulled a little pink rabbit out of nowhere. "Don't worry Usa-chan! I'm sure they'll find us soon!" He whisper yelled to the bunny.

About an hour and a half later.

"Usa-chan I think they forgot about us~!" Honey spoke depressingly to the rabbit with a waterfall of exaggerated tears coming from his eyes.

Somewhere in the limo Mori perked up and spoke the name of his cousin. All the other hosts, besides Kyoya, freaked out and told the driver to turn around. And Honey went berserk on them.

And let the real chapter begin!

I snapped my eyes open and removed my hand from my face quicker than lightning, which I think lit up behind me. "No buts!" I heard the twins snicker at hearing me say that but I ignored it. I cooled my face to my bored expression and spoke monotonously, "You have interrupted my Saturday and my sleep. Please just pick a movie." I turned my head to look at the short senior. "Honey-sempai, I am sorry that I forgot to find you yesterday. If you want I can make chocolate chip pancakes if you are hungry as an 'I'm sorry' gift?" The blond senior just nodded his head rapidly in agreement. I turned my head upwards to look at the tallest of the hosts, "Would you like any?" He slowly shook his head no. "Fujioka-san would you like any?" She seemed to ponder the thought for a moment, "I would love to try some. But, please call me Haruhi. You made me sound like my dad." She gave a sweat drop at the thought of her father.

"We found a movie~!" I turned to see the twins, each holding half of the DVD disk. The DVD case is held up as if it was a trophy; there was a small gap just big enough for someone to go through between them. I turned and recognized the DVD cover immediately, 50 First Dates. 'Of course the hosts would want to see that.' I nodded my head and walked between the twins, just now noticing that they are taller than me, and when I go to go through them they close the gap between themselves. I bumped into them and took a step back.

I stared at them with an unwavering gaze, "Give me the disk, please. I would like to set up the movie and get ready for the day, so I can kick you out." The twins smirked at each other and then at me, they leaned down slightly to look me in the eyes, "Now what fun would that be." I didn't blink yet, and I think it was starting to freak them out since their gaze slightly wavered, Tamaki was already freaking out because of it, "Okay then no movie." I turned around and started to head to my room before stopping, "And if you dare to touch my DVD player or anything else of mine well," I turned to look over my shoulder with no expression on my face, "let's not see what happens, oaky?" I continued to my room to pick what clothes to wear today.

~le time skip~

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom and sighed. "Why did they have to come here? . . . Wait a second . . . How did they even get my address?!" I groaned in exasperation as I pulled on my thick strapped, army green tank top. It went slightly past my hips and had little, subtle designs all over it. I dug through my dresser, eventually settling for a simple, plain pair of white jean shorts, which ended a bit before mid-thigh.

I put on my bracelet, my usual necklace, my dog tags, and glanced at my watch before deciding against it. I walked to the bathroom to do a green based eye shadow, with dark black eyeliner to put on my bottom eyelid and black mascara. I glanced through my perfume collection and chose London Tulips and Raspberry Tea. I took the towel of of my head and brushed my wet hair straight. I ran my fingers up, not down, my hair and when I took my hands out my hair was its normal mess of curls. I grabbed a pair of brown wooden chopsticks, that each had two silver flowers wrapped inside a small amount of dyed green wire, and placed them in my pocked to put in later. I glanced at the mirror in front of me before giving an I-give-up sigh. 'I can't avoid those idioten forever.' Suddenly I paled, 'I left them unsupervised in my apartment.'

I quickly left the room and saw the hosts, looking ever so innocent, sitting in my living room watching the end of the movie. I narrowed my eyes ever so softly and quietly walked to the back of the couch. I saw Mr. Poker Face stiffen and turn his head slightly to see what set his instincts off. When he saw it was me he visibly relaxed, he made a slight movement to get up but I put a finger to my lips signaling him to remain where he was. His silvery gray eyes looked confused but he abided to my wish. I slowly walked up to be directly behind the middle space between Tamaki and Hikaru, apparently Haruhi wanted to sit on the floor, 'Probably those rich rucke were fighting over who got the couch and her.' I slowly leaned between the two, my breath silent as the night. Kyoya just noticed me, he pulled a chair in from the kitchen, and gave a small smirk, figuring out what I was going to do.

I, in a bored tone of voice, whispered, "Boo." The king and twins, yes even Kaoru, screamed at the top of their lungs and fell off and onto the floor. Sadly, Tamaki and Hikaru each landed half on top of Haruhi. I shook my head and headed to the kitchen.

I was mixing the batter of the chocolate and chocolate chip pancakes when I saw a certain cool guy come in, I'll give you a hint: it isn't a Strider. "Yes? Do you need something Ootori-san?" He, having put the chair back, leaned against the counter near me. "I have to say that although amusing as it was, your little prank has them all worked up now."

I gave a small giggle as I poured some batter in the awaiting pan. "Well, although I have a feeling you would have anyway, you can stay here in the meantime. Would you like some coffee?" He gave a curt nod of his head as affirmation. I turned my Keurig on and went to the living room where I see the host club all over the place . . . well only the twins, Tamaki, and Honey. I gave a small glare and a chill must have gone over the room since they all froze and sat in the place they were previously standing in. I gave a nod of my head when I heard Haruhi mutter, "How did she do that?" "Now that I have your attention would anyone like coffee? Honey I can make you hot chocolate instead, if you want." They all nodded their heads and I quickly went back to the kitchen to flip the pancake over.

By the time I made all the coffee and put out sugar, milk, and creamer, finished making pancakes, and had everyone seated, albeit squished, at my small table, I had awaken enough to talk to them. "Now," I folded my hands on top of the table and looked at the hosts one by one, pausing slightly longer on the darker haired hosts, before settling on the king. "Why did you come to my apartment at this ungodly hour?" When the king opened his mouth to answer the door bell rang its stereotypical ring. I gave a very quiet groan. "Please excuse me for a minute." I slowly got up and walked to the door, hearing the bell ring a second time.

I looked through the peephole, personally my favorite thing to do when it comes to answering the door, and saw the mailman. 'That's weird he normally just slips the mail in.' I slowly opened the door with a small smile, asking politely with my head cocked slightly, "Haruto-san, is something the matter?" He gave a small chuckle at my politeness, "Kisa-chan, I told you to just call me Haru! I'm only a year your senior. And you have a package," he looked at the address and his eyes widened, "from America." I gave a squeal of delight, shocking not only Haruto but the hosts that I know are spying from behind the wall. I quickly took the box and hugged it to myself, jumping up and down. I put the box down and hugged the mailman, making him jump up and down with me.

I quickly said bye to the blushing, shocked mailman and closed the door. I ran to the living room table with the box in hand. I stared at the box happily before I realized that I have company . . . Scheiße. I turned my head to see them all looking at me. The twins had amused smirks on their faces while Haruhi had an amused but surprised face. Tamaki and Honey had surprised faces; Tamaki had an I-don't-know-what-I-just-saw look presented with the shock. Kyoya and Takashi had an inquisitive and amused expression, I swear they were chuckling!

I settled my face and stared long and hard at them, until Tamaki started to squirm. 'It's to fun to mess with him.' I hmphed at them and put my nose in the air for a splint second, before turning my attention to the box. "Shouldn't you get scissors to –" I just stabbed my pointer finger nail into the tape that had the small gap from the folded over cardboard. I pulled my finger toward myself, effectively cutting through the tape. "Remind me to never make her angry . . ." Through the corner of my eye I saw the twins nod to each other. I quickly jabbed my hands into the box and ripped it open.

"EEEEEE!"

"Oh mein Gott! Lindt White Chocolate Truffles!" I picked up the gold bag and hugged it, jumping in a circle. I quickly picked my legs up, into a crisscross-applesauce manner, letting myself fall to the floor. I opened the bag quickly, deeply breathing in the scent, grabbing the first ball of deliciousness. I unwrapped the golden paper quickly, hearing the crinkling respond to my fingers. I slowly put the ball of white chocolate in my mouth, my eyes closed in bliss and I hummed in happiness.

"Oh, I love you girls!" I said happily with a smile on my mouth. Then my eyes popped open and I frowned, "You sneaky little Karkat. Now you know I will have to send you something from Japan. Humph."

Somewhere in America . . .

Mango sneezed on her chocolate cake, the sound of the sneeze sounding like the typical 's' word. She rubbed under her nose with her red coat sleeve. "Bless you." "Thanks." Mango snickered, her small 'fangs' sticking out proudly. Momo raised an eyebrow at her. "I think our dear older sister Kisa got her little present. And realized that, because of how she is, she has to send us presents from Japan." Mango rubbed her hands together, in an almost evil manner, "Which means real pocky, real candy, and real plushies! Woopee."

Back to Japan . . .

"Ummm. Sa-chan?" "Huh?" My head suddenly snapped toward the person calling me, seeing the short blonde. I let my face cool back to its bored look, "Oh, I had forgotten that you were here." I gave a small sigh and saw that they all, even the dark haired males, sweat dropped. "Um, Sa-chan, what was that you ate?"

I looked at the candy-loving senior, debating whether or not to tell him. 'He's going to want one, I just know it.' I gave a small sigh and looked at the senior. "They are Lindt White Chocolate Truffles. The most delicious, mouthwatering chocolate in the world. My absolute favorite. Real ambrosia. Heck, I'd do nearly anything for them. I'd beg people to buy them for me if they go out and I would not being going with them." I gave an ever so small pout, "But, they would never get me any."

I cooled my expression again and saw Honey looking at me with shining eyes. 'Uh oh.' "No." I told him with a straight face, not waiting for him to ask. I saw his heart break in his eyes. 'No don't! Don't do it!'

He made the cutest and most kicked-in-the-rain puppy-dog face. 'Look away!' But, I couldn't look away. Although, I thought that his look was intense before now it was ten times worse. I could feel my strength waiver, "Gah! Fine! You can have one. Just stop with the kicked-puppy-dog pout! I can never say no to those! Just stop." I started to fake cry. 'Noooo, that's one less Lindt White Chocolate Truffle for me~!'

I once again made myself look bored and reached into the bag of chocolates; I grabbed two and took them out. I gave one to my tiny senior and opened the other for myself. I looked at the senior, but I also noticed the other hosts were watching his expression, his eyes shined brightly. "This is delicious!" "Yes, I know~! They are the best. But, you will get no more from me." I stuck my tongue out, briefly, at him.

I noticed that the hosts look slightly uncomfortable and shocked at my actions for the time that they have been here. I set my face straight again, 'It's starting to irk me, having to juggle between being expressive and straight faced.' "Now what do you want?" Tamaki seemed to perk up at the question.

"We are going to a commoner's shopping center and want you to come with us!" I think they could see an ellipsis form over my head. "No." I said blandly and sat down in front of the box again to see what else my little friends sent me. "Oooo a new book what is it~!" "What?! Why not~?!" I looked at the whining self-proclaimed king. "I don't care for shopping and I have better things to do." "Like what!" He huffed out, with his arms by his side, hands folded into a fist.

"Like read this book." I turned to look at the cover. "Or not. 'Momo and Mango you are both so, so cruel.' The cover read, 'How to get a Boyfriend' but Mango crossed out Boyfriend and wrote Matesprite. I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out making a "Bleh" sound. "What is it?" "Nothing important." I stuck the book, cover down, in my lap so they couldn't read it. "Now what else did they send." "Come on; go to the shopping center with us." "No."

"Hmm, I have to go soon." I said, absentmindedly looking at my watch. "Why, Sa-chan?" "Job interview." I saw the Cool Host's glasses glint evilly. I raised my chocolate eye-brow at him, "Do you have something you wish to say, Ootori-san?" "Well," he fixed his glasses with a smirk, "I am sure you are aware that having a job while in school is against the rules." I hummed while fixing my own black frames, the left corner of my own lips quirking upward, "I am well aware about that rule. But, it specifically mentions summer jobs. And I am fairly sure that we aren't on summer vacation."

I am fairly certain that the non-blonde second year has wide eyes behind the glared glasses. 'I swear that those glared glasses are getting old.' I continue to go through the box. "Oooo they sent me the next manga in one of the series I am reading. Sweet English translation, I love you." I hug the book before placing it on my lap. I hear the sound of carpet being stepped on and whip my head in the direction of the sound. "Honey-sempai, step away from the chocolates." I narrowed my eyes at the adorable boy. No one and I mean no one touches my chocolates.

He crawled back, away from the chocolates, and I quickly snatched them to put them on my lap. I heard whispering and when I turned my head to the idiotic three of the host club they were looking away from one another and conspicuously whistled. 'Dummkophs.'

I went back to the box only to be picked up by my forearms, all the stuff in my lap falling to the ground. "H-Hey!" "To the shopping center!" "Put me down! Lass mich runter, ihr Idioten! I have plans remember!" I was being dragged to the limo, which I failed to notice earlier, against my will.

"Hey this is kidnapping! Come on let me go!" I squirmed and struggled in their grip. 'Think, Kisa, think. How can I get out of their hold?' I let my body go slack. "About time she stopped squirming." I heard one twin say to his counterpart. I suddenly pulled my arms forward and the twins tumbled with them. I brought my arms down, pushing my body up in the process, and stumbled over them, making to run.

That is until I was lifted by the senior that seems to always best me. "Boo you." I was held under his arm being carried to the car, I mean limo. The king and his right hand man went into the vehicle first, followed by Haruhi and Honey. Mr. Poker Face crawled in . . . with me still under his arm. He kept a grip on me, even after he set me on the spot next to him, while the twins climbed into the vehicle of doom. I felt the car lurch forward and immediately gripped the sturdy arm holding me in one hand and the other hand grabbed the leather seats, my nails digging into the expensive seat.

"Where the hölle are the seatbelts?!" I hollered at the hosts, I do not ride in vehicles without seatbelts . . . I rather not die just yet. "There aren't any." One twin, with his hair swept to the right said. "Duh!" The other twin said rudely. Then I heard snickering and I looked in the direction the twins and Honey were looking at. I felt myself blush and I instantly shoved myself away from the host that I was nearly gluing myself to. "Entschuldigung!"

I heard the hosts, well the three most mischievous hosts, laughing all out now. I sent an icy glare their way, which promptly shut them up, and heard Haruhi, once again, mutter "How does she do that?"

"Can I please leave? Seriously, I have plans today." "Not until you go shopping with us~!" My blond classmate whined out. 'Such a child.' "Look, I have an interview at 5 o'clock on the dot. I want to be home by 3:30. Got it?!" I felt the flames of my frustration burn brightly in my tri-colored eyes. The hosts, beside the dark haired males, cowered back from me, and the king nodded his head rapidly in agreement. "Gut."

The rest of the car ride was quiet, well as quiet as a car with a sweet toothed senior, a melodramatic 'king', and two devious doppelgangers. I looked out the window and realization dawned on me. "Ihr Idioten! Ich habe nicht meinen!" My wide eyes and slightly raised voice, which wasn't really loud for them but loud for me, stared at the hosts with brimming anger. I saw the hosts look at me confused and a few, I am sure you can guess who, looked scared.

"Translation please." "We no speaka the languaga of you-ah." The twins spoke tauntingly at me. I swear steam is coming out of my nose like the steam comes out of my constellation, the bull. "I said, 'You idiots! I don't have my purse!' So, looks like you should just stop the car. I will walk home and happily stay there."

"You mean," One twin started. "This purse." The other twin finished. They held up my precious satchel. The pins, bringing color to the black bag. My array of key chains clinked and clanked against one another. The fake leather buckles looked worn and the faux leather strap was held without care in the twins' hands.

I stared, without blinking, at the twins, my mouth set in a firm, tired line, I was waiting for them to squirm under my unwavering gaze. A few minutes past, my eyes began to feel dry but I didn't let myself look uncomfortable and the twins began to whine to one another and to the king about how I was 'being creepy' and other things. When they both looked away, at opposite sides of the car, I shot out and grabbed my precious bag out of their hands and when they looked back they noticed their empty hands.

I hugged my satchel to my chest, muttering apologies to it, which I hope and don't think anyone heard . . . knowing my luck someone did. I quickly opened the bag, with it just being a magnetic button and the leather straps being for decoration only, and searched its contents. I unknowingly mumbled my head count out loud. "Chap-stick, pen, pencil, book, belt, socks, keys, cookies, Oh! That's where that was. I've been looking for that for a while now. Flash drive, calculator, wallet, coin purse, another book, lip balm, lip gloss, watch, perfume, playing cards, notepad. Oh! I've been looking for that too." I suddenly realized that I heard my own voice, 'Mist, habe ich laut gedacht.'

I look up and see the group watching me, "What?" "All that fits in that purse?" I quirk my eyebrow up and cock my head to the side, "Well, yes and more." "More?!" "Well, Hikaru it may not be the prettiest bag." "But, it has a lot of space." Kaoru finished. I turned my head to slowly look at the twins, letting an obviously fake and strained smile come over my face, "Please do not speak about or insult my satchel again. He does not appreciate it. And it is my favorite bag. Sadly, it's really old and over used. I'm going to have to replace it soon. I've already re-sewn it a few times." I put the single strap over my shoulder and sighed. I looked at the twins and studied them, trying to find the smallest differences so that I can remember who is who.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. The two things not in my bag. I felt my pocket, 'Good, Hercules is in my pocket but . . .' "You teufel twins!" I gave a yell, I honestly yelled, loudly and noticed some of the people in the car held their ears, Mr. Giant and Kyoya flinched obviously at my shriek. I was twitching in my seat, "Where is it?! Where is my notebook?!" "We don't have it!" "We swear!" "Then where is it?! I haven't touched my bag until now!" "W-We don't know."

"Stop the car and let me out, I need to find that book!" "B-But! Our shopping –" "Halt den Mund!" I whisper yelled, poison lacing my words. "That book is very important to me! I need to find it! Things like that might not matter to you rich folk but it matters to me!" I noticed that car slowing down and saw that we were at a red light.

I bolted out of my seat and to the door, running over I noticed it was locked. I felt the brush of coarse fingers on my wrist and looked back with my eyes to see the tallest host trying to grab me; I brought my hand forward quickly. The rest seemed to go in slow motion. I reached forward and unlocked the door, while using my other hand to pull the lever to open the door. I jumped out the door, narrowly missing the reaching hand of the bespectacled host and the grasping manicured hands of the French host, right when the light turned green. I ran through the honking cars and stood on the sidewalk seeing the door being closed by a staring Kyoya and a gapping Tamaki.

I watched the car roll away, 'They are going to have it pulled over and hunt me down. I have to move fast.' I walked into the nearest story and asked for the quickest directions to the park near my house. After being told some simple directions I ran to the park, making a wrong turn once or twice . . . okay three times but I eventually made it there. And I saw my favorite little kids. "Kisa-onee-chan!" "You came to play!" I gave a weak smile to them and they all stopped running to me, looking worried at me. One actually ran away . . . well that hurt.

"What's wrong Kisa-onee-chan?" Tora asked sweetly, small tears bubbling in her eyes. "Was it those mean boys who played with us last time?" Kanon said huffily, stomping his foot and slamming his arms down by his side in fists. "In a way . . . I lost my notebook. And I think those pesky twins took it." They all looked at me with wide eyes. "The magical story book?!" Alexandra Silver said loudly, for her that is. I gave them a small smile, "Yes." I remember now, I would open the book and create tall tales for them. They all loved sitting down and listening to the foreign lands with eager ears.

I heard the stomping of feet and tensed, afraid that it was the hosts coming to get me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the child that ran away along with the kids parents. Alexandra's mother came forward, "What's wrong, Kisa-chan? Little Katie came to get us saying that you were upset." Mrs. Silver said before reaching up to put a hand on my shoulder. I gave a small, strained smile before letting it fall; I can't keep up with all this.

I let myself fall to the ground, I felt defeated and lost now. And without my book, well . . . I just don't know what to do. "I-I am so sorry to worry you. You don't need me to burden you with my troubles. I will be going on my way in a second. I don't want them to come find me with the kids." I took a second to look at all the worried children and the concerned parents. "I don't think they need to see those annoying and troublesome boys again."

I saw one of the mothers face twist into a scowl, "Now just who is giving you trouble?" I felt myself chuckle sadly, "These boys from my school and a girl, though the girl is less willing to be with them, won't leave me alone. No matter how much I tell and plead for them to disappear, they just won't." "Did you wish on a star for them to go away?" I looked down at Katie, who had her eyes wide and head cocked to the side curiously.

I chuckled down at her naivety, "No I haven't tried that yet." "Katie, let her finish." Katie's beautiful mother scolded her, before nodding at me to go on.

I took a deep breath before beginning again. "They would grab me and drag me into their club room and force me to stay there until I somehow managed to escape –" The kids' eyes went wide, "That's why you came late!" I was puzzled for a second before I realized what they meant, "Yes that is why I came late to play a few times." "I don't like them now." Kanon huffed out with his little nose scrunched up, as if he smelt something bad, and his dirt covered arms folded over his chest. 'Adorable.' I pinched his nose with the pads of my pointer finger and thumb, shaking his head back and forth, "Your face will freeze like that if you make such a face." When I let go he stuck his tongue out at me, "Bleh!" Tora, my tough little Amazon, whacked him on his arm, "Don't do that to Kisa-onee-chan!" Kanon proceeded to rub his arm and mumble under his breath about mean girls ganging up on him.

"This morning they started banging on my door, waking me up. They started causing a scene so they had to go into my apartment. And I had my hair unruly and was in my pajamas, which are not supposed to be seen by anybody. Then they had to see everything in my house and such. Then they wanted me to go to the shopping center with them and forced me to go into the car, even though I told them I had plans today and –"

I stopped and put my hands to my cheeks, "Oh . . . Oh mein Gott! What time is it?!" The mothers looked shocked and Tora's mother looked at her watch, "It's 1:38, Kisa-chan." I let out a breath of relief, "Thank goodness. I have an interview later. Which I told them about but they didn't care. After they forced me into the car, literally they had me carried like a sack of potatoes, apparently they had my purse. And when I went through it . . . my special journal was gone! The magical storybook as the children prefer to call it. They tried looking at it before and it was in there last night but when I look for it today it's gone! That book had my most heartfelt words in it!"

I now broke down crying. I . . . They finally beat me. I finally gave up. I sniveled and blubbered and sobbed. I wept out all the lonely tears, I let my eyes leak out all the sorrows.

I felt a herd of tiny beings tackle me, small arms wrapped around my bigger form. "Don't cry!" "You'll make us cry!" "Feel better!" "I'm going to whup their sorry butts!" I sniffled and wiped my watery eyes, "I love you all so much!" I slowly sat up, not wanting to accidently knock down the little youngsters that made me smile truly again.

I slowly stood up, holding Tora and Alex on my hips, "I have to go." I handed to two unwilling girls to their mothers. "I have to look for my journal, maybe they left it at the house to mess with me. And I have to go to my interview." "What is the interview for?" Kanon's mother asked me. "Hmm? Well there is a book store here that has a section for watching kids. Their parents can do their book shopping or go to the café and we can watch the kids. I would read to them, do crafts with them, and help them learn to read, maybe, even act out the stories! Oh would love that job so very, very much." I heard the mothers laugh at my, most likely, sparkling eyes. "Well, if you get the job let us know, we'd leave our kids with you." I laughed as well, suddenly feeling lighter.

"Kisa-onee-chan would be able to read to us every day?" Tora asked pensively and curiously. "And no one would be allowed to take her away?" Kanon added his part in. "She would have to play with us?" Katie and Alex said at the same time. All the kids looked at one another, than their parents than at me, "Ya have ta get that job!" They hollered at me.

"Okay, Okay!" I laughed while pushing my arms up and out in an I-get-it manner. "I have to leave now." I waved good bye to the families and walked to my apartment, my mood lighter than earlier but still gloomy, gray clouds seeming to form over my head.

I made it to my apartment and noticed the time being a little after a quarter to three. I started searching for my book before deciding that I needed time to get ready. I dragged my feet to the bathroom and looked at the mirror and nearly cried at the face staring at me. My make-up was smeared all down my face from my tears and my hair a ruined mess from falling to the ground because of being tackled by the kids. 'Well looks like another shower for me.' I looked down at my grass and dirt stained clothes, 'Well at least I was planning to change anyway.'

Le awesome time skip that is more awesome than ze awesome Prussia!

I rode my collapsible scooter to the bookstore; I have to say I hate riding this with a skirt. I wore a black pencil skirt, that hugged my hips but didn't suffocate me, and the only thing that made me feel better about wearing a skirt was that I wore while tights under it. I had on a white button-down blouse and a gray pinstripe vest on top of it. I had my pocket watch in the pocket of my vest; the chain sparkled in the sun. I had on my usual necklaces, even if one of them wasn't the most appropriate for an interview since it wasn't as business-like as the others. My Pandora bracelet on as well as flats on my feet for the ride, I had a pair of royal blue two inch heels in my fancier purse. The purse definitely wasn't my favorite satchel which I, tearfully, left home.

I saw the bookstore up ahead and smiled happily. I walked through the automatic sliding doors, feeling the rush of air conditioning hit me, causing me to shiver. I checked my pocket watch seeing that I was a little early, ten minutes and twelve seconds to be exact. I looked around and saw the clerk's desk, proceeding to stride to it . . . after I switched to my heels.

"Hello, good evening." I said with a smile to the clerk, a short female teenager with braces. "I have an interview with the owner at five o'clock." "Name?" She asked with a polite but bored tone. "Kisa." "Last name?" "I didn't give one, Ma'am." She raised a dark, slightly thick eyebrow at me before humming to herself. "Yeah, I found you. I'll let him know you are here." "Thank you." I called out to her as she walked off.

I looked around for a bathroom, wanting to check how I looked before I see my hopefully soon-to-be boss. I eventually found one and ran in, my hair now looks more wind-blown than it did before but at least it wasn't messy, I decided to leave it down for the interview so my mess of thick, chocolate ringlets were seen clearly. My make-up looked fine and there wasn't any of my coco colored lip balm on my white teeth. I walked out of the bathroom to see the girl coming back in.

"Daichi-sama will see you now." I gave a small smile, that didn't reach my eyes, and followed behind the short girl. 'Hopefully I'll leave with a job.'

I eventually was placed in front of a regular sized wooden door, nothing extravagant. I knocked on the door three times and waited for the faint, "Come in." I slowly opened and closed the door before looking at the woman. She had dark hair pulled into a tight bun, so I couldn't make out the length, and her eyes were a light brown, about a caramel color, which didn't have any glasses to hide them. Her lightly tan skins showed she was healthy. When I bowed to her I looked up to see that before she bowed that she was probably shorter than me. 'But, then again most of the girls here are shorter than me.'

"Good afternoon, Daichi-san. I am Kisa." I gave a small smile, filled with hope.

Chapter end~

German to English

Idioten – idiots

Rucke – jerks

Scheiße – shit

Oh mein Gott – Oh my god

Dummkophs - idiots

Lass mich runter, ihr Idioten! – Put me down, you idiots!

Hölle – hell

Entschuldigung – sorry! (This is the more expressive form)

Gut – good

Ihr Idioten! Ich habe nicht meinen! – You idiots! I don't have my purse!

Mist, habe ich laut gedacht. – Crap, I have been thinking out loud.

Teufel – devil

Halt den Mund – shut up

I do not own OHSHC

I do not own 50 first dates

I do not own London Tulips and Raspberry Tea. Bath and body works do.

I do not own Keurig

I do not own Lindt White Chocolate Truffles

I do not own Tora, Aitorra x Otaku does.

I do not own Kanon, Nic7C does.

I do not own Alexandra Silver, Apocalypsebutterfly does.

I do not own Katie, DreamRealm and her sister does.

Okay so I made the cover up but if there is a book titled that I do not own it.

I own Kisa, Mango, Momo, Soma (who I don't remember if I mentioned), the clerk girl, and Daichi

Daichi means a great wisdom/intellect.

(Dai means large/great and chi meaning wisdom/intellect)

I'm still taking more kids for the story!
(Same rules as before)

What else is in the gift box?

Any scene requests?