Nagato show's no qualms about digging around in the dirt of the gardening clubs precious space. Most girls would be afraid of bugs or the mere fact of dirt. Like a certain Asahina currently freaking out over a worm. Koizumi pats her shoulder, trying not to laugh. Touching. Her shoulder. Never mind, this is a bad idea.

Haruhi is following her own brain around the garden, checking under leaves and prowling around. I have to admit, she'd make a great member of the gardening club. She can certainly handle herself wherever her plans lead her.

"Kyon, don't just stand there, help out or I'm going to make you buy us all drinks!" Haruhi says from where she squatted near the overly large strawberry plants here. A juicy red fruit vanishing between the leaves and her mouth.

…. "You really shouldn't do that," I say, "what if that caterpillar had been there."

"Feh, like I care, it's not like it's going to kill me," She said, though I noted that she didn't touch any other edible things in the garden.

Reluctantly, I squatted down and started loftily looking through the overbearing leaves of a particular plant, I couldn't tell if it was a regular plant or a veggie, so I just moved along. Looking under the leaves knowing full well that there's no mononoke on the premises. Much less a mandarin or whatever it was that Koizumi was looking for.

"Find anything yet?" He says in my ear, a little to close, I can feel his lips brush my ear. ….Way to close for comfort.

Instead of falling backwards, and most likely into his arms, I flinch and go forwards, face planting into the plants and into the dirt.

….Thanks a lot Koizumi. Really, I owe you one….

"Hmm, that's not the desired result," he says as I stand up.

And what results were you hoping for? … forget I asked, I'd really rather not know.

"What do you want Koizumi?" I ask, wiping my face of the dirt.

"Asahina and I are taking a break, so I thought I'd ask if you wanted something to drink." He said, a genuine smile on his face.

…. Great, now I feel bad for getting pissed over his friendliness with Asahina. Wait, why am I feeling guilty? Didn't he say he like me? It's not like I like him or anything.

"No, thanks, I'm fine." I say, turn around and starting down the way where Haruhi was causing a ruckus over something. "I found something!" She bellowed.

-0-0-

The thing that Haruhi had found turned out to be a small Sgt. Frog figurine, his little arm raised to his brow where he stood there smiling.

"What!? Why is this here?" She grips the figurine with one hand and throws it to the ground, luckily it doesn't break.

"What if that belonged to someone?" I ask, a gardening club girl picked it up and hid it before Haruhi could do any further damage.

"So what, it's their fault for tricking me! And besides, who leaves stupid junk like this in the dirt?" She glares at me for a moment. "Where are Koizumi and Asahina? They better not have snuck away to make out or something." She growls.

… Nah, he wouldn't. And besides… it's none of my business.

"Hmm?" Nagato finally appears, holding a red, baby blue, orange, and a dark blue collection of items in her hands. "It appears someone had left these here as well."

Someone had hidden all of the Sgt. Frog members in the garden, all five frogs had been found and accounted for. Only thing left was figuring out who left them there.

"Ugh, well, I guess we have no choice but to hunt down whoever it was that left their toys here and return them," Haruhi said, letting out a loud, exasperated sigh with all her might. If you don't want to, don't, I'm sure the gardening club can do it.

"Alright, hand them over," Haruhi holds her hands out waiting for the frogs.

Nagato and the one member of the gardening club who had the first frog place them in her awaiting hands.

"Hmm? What do you have there you guys?" Koizumi asks, he holds two coffee's in his hands, as he nears I see Asahina holding her own juice bottle.

… I thought I told him I didn't want anything?

"Here," he says.

"No than-"

"Oh, thanks Koizumi," Haruhi takes the coffee when offered, cleaning her hands of the figurines that land in the soft dirt.

"Of course," he says, I zip my lips and act like that didn't happen. Nope, I didn't say anything. I'd honestly thought he'd gotten that for me. Well, it's not like I wanted it anyway. Idiot.

"So what's with the dolls?" he asks, taking a sip of his own coffee, looking to Haruhi for direction.

"Kyon's going to find the owner of these forgotten things and return them to their rightful owner." She says with such certainty, I just stare at her.

When did I say I'd do it? You said you would do it, so how did it become my responsibility? "How am I supposed to do that?" I ask.

"I don't know, figure it out, I can't be expected to think for everyone Kyon." She says.

And that's how I became stuck with five dolls and no idea as to how to find their owner. Yeah, I can already tell this is going to be more hassle than it's worth. Reluctantly I shrug, it's not like I can just tell her flat out 'no' and leave her to take care of it. She'd no doubt break them or thrown them at me, and right now either is not an option I'd like to be part of.

-0-0-

What exactly am I supposed to do? I have the figurines sitting on my desk, and I'm glaring at them as if that would make them leave. But I'm no magician, I can't make thinks move on their own. Unlike some people.

Maybe make a poster? It's worth a shot I guess. Taking out a notebook I start scribbling on the pad; FOUND, FIVE FIGRUINES OF SGT. FROG. IF YOU HAVE LOST SUCH ITEMS AT SCHOOL, SEE THE SOS BRIGADE FOR THEM.

It looked decent enough. Ripping it from the pad I got up, shoving the dolls into my bag I started for the hall, I'd tape it to the wall and let it do its job first thing tomorrow. In the meantime, I'd leave the dolls in the club room. If Imouto were to go snooping in my bag, she'd no doubt claim them for herself.

Sighing, I open the door and walk into the empty room, opening the drawer of the cabinet where Asahina's tea maker sat, I dropped all the dolls in there next to the boxes of tea and shut the drawer.

As I left the school building, it was almost five now so most of the clubs were finishing up for the day, I passed along the side of the building where the garden's we'd practically decimated were set.

"Mmm, where is it? I know I left them here somewhere, but…" I look over to see a girl in our school uniform, searching through the plants, her short hair sticking every which way.

"Excuse me, um, are you by any chance looking for some Sgt. Frog figurines?" I ask, stopping a few feet away.

She whips around, a look of terror and hope on her face. "You found them? I-I left them here at lunch and totally forgot! You have them right?" She gets up, dirt on her front and her hands. She was really desperate to find them I guess.

"Yeah, kinda, they're in the club room right now." I say, a smile eagerly fills her tiny face, making her look incredibly pretty, even though she was covered in dirt.

"Thanks!" She said.

-0-0-

She eagerly took them from the drawer as stood there, she dusted the tiniest bit of dirt from the green one's arm, the crook of it full of dirt.

"Thank you! I don't know what I would have done if I'd lost them!" she smiles again, hugging them to her. I guess it wasn't such a bad thing, at least I didn't have to hang up that poster.

"No problem." I say.

"I'm Hinata by the way."

"Kyon," I say, she takes my hand and shakes it firmly before tipping her head to me and leaving the club room. Setting my bag down and taking a seat I exhale. I was the tiniest bit relieved that this was over so quickly, it had been a welcome distraction I suppose, keeping my thoughts from him.

Not that I cared. It's not like he should matter to me any more so than any other person. Right?

The door creaked open and I looked up to see Koizumi coming in and closing the door.

"Kyon-kun, I think we should talk." He said.

….

*Thank you all very much for reading Sunshine and Kyon! I can't express how happy I am to see that people enjoy the story! Please continue to read it if you can, especially now that the story has taken yet another turn!*