Author's Notes: As a reminder, none of these one-shots take place in any paticular time or order. And a warning, because Kyouya forgetting something warrants a warning of its own.
From the way life was going for the both of them, it shouldn't have been a surprise that neither of them remembered about the anniversary.
Kyouya, on the other hand, was secretly cursing himself. How could he have forgotten about it?
Or more specifically, how could he, Ohtori Kyouya, forget anything?
It was a matter that was at once unthinkable and amusing to him. But since he had no time to be amused, he concentrated on it being unthinkable.
He thought back.
It had been on his memo for the past eleven months, and he'd had a dinner, a band, and the gifts all lined up. He had everything lined up, and yet he still forgot. All he needed to do was make the call, so why? Why?
Such was the unfairness of life, and such was Kyouya's train of thought as he rushed into a commoner's stationery store, the one near their home.
Haruhi had once pointed it out to him, for normally, it would have seemed to be any other commoner store to him.
But right now, it was his savior.
He nearly ran into the store, and he brought himself to the cashier where he spat out his following words.
"Anniversary cards. Where are they?"
The sales clerk didn't have to answer.
Three aisles away, he heard Haruhi call out to him, "Over here, Kyouya."
Yes, I know that Kyouya would never forget, but he is human too, right? He can't be perfect all the time, and I just like him messing up. Haruhi, on the other hand, well...
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