B/N: It's me the awesome Ayuma-sensei! The author of this captivating fic was playing this incredibly bizarre video game. It was all like magic and stuff and just really out there. However the cut scenes were hilarious, except for the last one. That we both found exceptionally freaky. If you are devil sorcerer stay the heck away from me. I have pepper spray!!

A/N: Hey guys, trying to get back into the groove of things but it's all good. I've got the weird teacher in school but he's actually pretty cool. So, whatever. Freaking out about stuff, haven't read a real book in a while, that I chose. After I finish this fic, still a ways off, I am going to do a howls moving castle and as you know totally reworking the Compelled can't decide if I want to totally take it off or not….. Whatever.

Made some risotto tonight, not as good as my mom's, but totally a pick me up, carbs make everything better. Contemplating dread locks…. Maybe dying them green possibly… maybe…

Mini Series Five

You should have asked first…

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran host club, I do own the characters of my making.

Perhaps going to Kyouya's house in this weather carrying what he was carrying was a bad idea…It had to be done, he had to be prepared for when Haruhi was ready, and while he was a prince he was also male and a teen. Therefore he could not be blamed.

On the perhaps not so up side, the literature he had with him was made for women, by people who understood them and their needs…maybe. And some of the rest of the literature was made by women for men hoping to please their women. Some of the titles were questionable but necessary.

A full year of Cosmo, twelve romance novels, and four how to books, were in the bag that Tamaki carried. He could only imagine what Kyouya's reaction would be. Perhaps he even had some literature of his own through Tamaki highly doubted it. Kyouya-kun's father however was a surprising man.

All the same, this was research no matter what anyone else said. He was going to get this knowledge for his relationship and for his Haruhi for by the time she was his. Though she didn't know it yet and neither did anyone else but maybe, maybe Kyouya did. If Kyouya was Psychic, Tamaki would know for sure Thursday. Haruhi told us not to bother her this summer break as she is with family…I wonder what her family is like, maybe they're all cute like her…

"What are you doing here, in this heat, at this time?"

"Kyouya, do you think Haruhi's family is all cute like her, except from Ranka-san?" Tamaki walked in Kyouya's front door. Taking the stairs two at a time. "Hurry Kyouya we have to get all of the possible other research materials from your library but first I'd like to talk to you. "

"Don't you always…" they reached Kyouya's room and Tamaki quickly pulled a chair over to the coffee table by the couch. He laid out what he had brought in an organized method. Books that involved really reading, books that needed to be flipped through before reading, magazines, online articles, manuals, and etc. The look on Kyouya's face went from price less to his of-course- this-is-Tamaki-we're-talking-about-I-shouldn't-be-surprised face. He sighed; this will either hurt me in the near future or be a great deal of help to me, a great deal. "I'll go get the stuff I can from the library. We are so lucky that it's just us. Pull my laptop over we're going to need the Internet."

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