After Haruhi had emerged from the bathroom; the remnants of chlorine and the stickiness of the sunscreen upon her skin no longer an issue, she had discovered Kyoya lounging on his bed, watching some news station on the plasma-screen television situated on the wall across from him.
The shower had been pleasant enough. She had successfully managed to steer clear of the expensive hair products and body wash which, she assumed, mostly belonged to the blond haired "prince-type". Besides, she could always take another shower in the morning or, if she felt like it, when she returned to her room.
Her small frame was practically drowning in the clothing Kyoya had provided her with. The large t-shirt could have passed as a skimpy dress and the boxers kept slipping down her slender hips. However, she was well aware of the saying that "beggars can't be choosers". Nevertheless, she was still grateful that she wasn't solely clad in the twin's bikini anymore.
Kyoya, on the other hand, was admiring how good the brunette-haired female in front of him looked in his clothes. His gaze lingered on her a little longer than necessary.
Haruhi's stomach growled rather loudly at that moment, intermingling with the sound of the weather report. She let her eyes drop to her center as if she could see the offending body part through the fabric and skin.
"I'll take a quick shower, then we'll meet up with Tamaki and the others," Kyoya said as he slid from the bed.
Haruhi nodded and claimed his deserted spot on the bed, picking up the small novel that she had brought with her to pass some time at the poolside. She could always get a few more chapters in.
It was nearing eight when Haruhi and Kyoya finally joined their fellow club members in the dining hall. Most of the ship's guests had already retreated back to their rooms for the night or had indulged in other activities. Being the first day, most of the guests were exhausted and ready to turn in, but there were a few people that chose to engage in exercising at the gym, a few laps in the pool, or drinking themselves silly. Some merely socialized with other unoccupied guests.
The Host Club had managed to claim the same table that they had occupied at lunch time, making them easy to spot amongst the sea of tables. There were two empty chairs: one for Haruhi in between the twins, and one for Kyoya next to Tamaki. The two took their assumed seats, ignoring the curious expressions that their fellow members had fixated on them.
"What are you wearing?" Hikaru asked dully as he examined Haruhi's outfit. He had already finished eating when she arrived, choosing to twist an unused spoon in between his fingers. Light from the dimmed chandeliers and the flickering candles ricocheted off the metal eating utensil.
"Kyoya lent me some of his clothes," Haruhi explained, "since I didn't have access to my own."
"Mother is so thoughtful!" Tamaki praised the "cool-type" as he shifted his attention from Haruhi to Kyoya and back again to Haruhi.
Hunny was enjoying his thirty-fourth slice of cake. It was a vanilla cake with strawberry frosting, and it tasted even better than the slice of chocolate-chocolate cake he had just finished. To top it all off, the pleasant atmosphere seemed to have returned. His fellow club members weren't complaining about how bored they were or whining about the two other missing members. Takashi could only agree with the smile that had crept up onto his cousin's face. Everything was back to normal with the whole club present.
Kyoya beckoned over a stray waiter.
"We thought you were just going to stay on deck for the night and then we'd have the whole room to ourselves," Kaoru teased, resting his head on Haruhi's shoulder while Hikaru wrapped his arms around her in a snug embrace.
Tamaki scowled at the two, but the twins just sent back wild grins.
The waiter approached the group, inquiring politely, "Can I get you anything?"
Kyoya ordered a water and a spicy fish dish while Haruhi, who also asked for a water, decided she'd go with pasta. Spaghetti, to be exact.
The waiter nodded attentively before wandering away to drop off their orders.
"How was your nap?" Tamaki inquired of his friend, leaning back into his chair with a genuine look of curiosity on his face.
"It was decent," Kyoya replied. At first, when he had realized that he'd been abandoned by his fellow club members only to be left with the sole female, his first course of action had been to come up with some way to retaliate and get even. After the very relaxing back massage, courtesy of said female, he was only too content to leave things be.
"What are we doing tomorrow, Tama-chan?" Hunny asked, momentarily looking up from another slice of cake. This time, it was chocolate with swirls of strawberry frosting decorating the exterior.
"I was thinking we could all go watch a movie in the theater together."
"What movie?" Haruhi asked.
Tamaki shrugged, "Whatever looks good."
"It'll probably be some cheesy romance with no plot," Hikaru said distastefully as he sent the blond a bored look.
"Hey!" Tamaki exclaimed, looking offended.
"I think a movie will be fine," Haruhi replied. If anything, she could fall asleep during it.
"Then it's settled! We'll meet up at six and watch a movie in the theater!"
"Tama-chan!" Hunny cried out in protest, "Too early!"
"I feel inclined to agree with Hunny-senpai," Kyoya drawled.
The twins nodded in agreement, siding with the two upperclassmen.
Tamaki let his gaze travel across the group thoughtfully. Hunny's eyes were wide; tears threatening to spill out. Kyoya's face was stoic. The twins looked ready to barricade their door when they returned to their rooms. Mori and Haruhi didn't seem to care either way.
"Ah," Tamaki complied as he rubbed his chin, "I guess we can meet at nine."
The club members exhaled a deep breath of relief.
After Haruhi and Kyoya had finished eating their dinner, the club members decided to turn in for the night after a long, fun-filled day. They walked together to their rooms, chatting quietly as to not disturb the other guests with their conversation. Finally reaching the familiar hallway, the members returned to their respective rooms after bidding each other goodnight.
In room 4291, Haruhi was free to slump over to her bed and collapse onto the soft mattress.
"Haruhi," Kaoru said, "why don't you change first."
Haruhi, who was incredibly comfortable already, didn't see any reason to change.
"This is fine," Haruhi replied, referring to the attire that Kyoya had provided.
"No, it's not," Hikaru stated, wandering over to her drawer and withdrawing a black camisole and a pair of pink short shorts. He tossed them onto her bed, the camisole landing on her face and the short shorts draping themselves across her right arm.
"Put those on," the twins chorused together before sauntering over to the closet to change.
When the twins emerged from the walk-in closet, clad in matching boxers, they discovered that the girl had yet to change out of her current clothes. Instead of wearing the cuter ensemble that was currently resting against her side, she was still clad in the hideously large clothing that Kyoya had supplied.
"We'll change your clothes for you," the twins offered.
Reluctantly, Haruhi slipped off the bed and headed towards the bathroom only to reenter the room a few minutes later, clad in the outfit that Hikaru had picked out.
"Good," Kaoru called from his position on the bed.
Haruhi shrugged her shoulders and wandered over to her bed once more, dropping the clothes she had just changed out of onto the wooden drawer. She would fold them and place them into her suitcase tomorrow, or maybe she'd leave a note for the maids and have them wash the clothes Kyoya had let her borrow. Either way, she wasn't going to bother with it tonight. She was extremely tired and all she wanted to do was fall asleep.
She snuggled into her pillow and closed her eyes, ignoring the shuffling sounds, the "click" of the lights being turned off, and the murmured whispers coming from the next bed over.
"Night," she murmured to the twins before drifting off to sleep, the mantra of 'six more days, six more days' running through her head.