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I'm sitting in my office with Andy and we're eating some sort of fish, but I can't tell which kind. His eyes occasionally flick up to look at me but quickly look away. We've finished and are just throwing our plates away when he speaks.

"Would you like me to show you around the rest of the building?" He asks, holding the door open to my office.

"Sure, let's go," I say, throw my bag over my head and join him outside. He gives me tours of a bunch of the floors but they're pretty similar: offices, restrooms, break rooms, etc.

"Did you pay any attention while you were being driven here? I could show you the way back to your place if you'd like?" he asks tentatively.

"I can't say that I did, shall we go now? I'm not expected to be here until tomorrow," I say and we walk out the door. I dismiss the driver in his car and he leaves, leaving Andy and I to walk to my place alone.

"How do you know where I live anyway?" I ask. It really is quite peculiar. And windy, it is very windy. I pull my scarf around my neck and he takes a minute to answer.

"Well first, I live right down the street, also I saw you get dropped off there because I arrived at my house about when you arrived at yours," he says with a grin. Well, it's still kind of creepy… but it's good enough for me. I'm sure my cheeks are red from the wind by the time we reach my house about twenty minutes later. Andy puts his hand at the small of my back as we walk up the front steps. It feels peculiar… I'm actually kind of uncomfortable. It's really quite an intimate touch.

"Thank you, Andy," I say and gently place his hand back at his side. His smile falters then springs back into place.

"Bye!" he says cheerily and walks down then disappears into a house. I don't know how I feel about him. I enjoy his company but he gets a little too personal… A little too 'in my face.'

… That Night …

I've washed up and I'm lying in bed when I feel a pang in my heart, I look over at Usa-Chan then at the clock. It's about eleven PM, so… I can't Skype Mitsukuni, it's six AM and he has school… but I miss him so much… I'll call once and see if he answers.

I click on his name and after one ring he clicks onto the screen and smiles. He must be using Skype on his cell phone because he's in his school uniform and the camera keeps shifting like it's in his hand.

"Haruhi!" he exclaims and looks even happier. He definitely was not this happy this morning. I try to look decent and wrap a fuzzy black blanket around my bra-and-underwear clad body.

"Hey, Mitsukuni!" I say softly and smile. I'm glad he's happy.

Honey POV:

I forced Tamaki to tell me about the secret he was keeping and … well it's not very hard to get information from him. We're going to see Haruhi right after school Friday! But, I need to get information from her.

"Hey Haruhi, tell me about your house," I say with a smile. She looks thoughtful… And adorable, she looks very, very adorable.

"Well it has four bedrooms, the first bedroom had two beds," perfect, the twins are good. "The next room is smaller and has one bed but an attached bathroom," okay, so Tamaki can be his princely self. "The next room is small also but has a shared bathroom with the next, which also has one bed." So, Takashi and Kyoya are good. "And then my bedroom… So, actually five rooms, I have a king bed and my own bathroom. There are two other bathrooms on the first floor, a big kitchen, a workout room and a pool," she says, counting off her fingers as she went.

The car stops.

"Sorry, Haruhi. I'm at school, got to go!" I say and blow her a kiss then click my phone off.

Haruhi POV:

Jeez, am I tired. All that thinking really did me in. I wonder why he's curious. Well… I guess that's just it, he's curious. Oh, well. Time to sleep.

… The Next Morning, 6:00 …

I have to be at work at seven, which is cool because I don't have to wake up SUPER early. I take a quick shower, dry my hair, put on black slacks, a dark purple long sleeved shirt and my high tops. I decide to walk to work because some fresh air will do me good.

I run into Andy as he is exiting his home and we decide to walk together. There is a comfortable silence and I just enjoy the breeze and the quiet company. Soon enough, we arrive at work and I begin my day of paperwork. I have Andy fetch me a coffee from the break room around nine because I have a lot of papers to do and he does it happily. I drink it very fast and don't stop filling out and emailing papers until noon.

About that time I eat a salad with grilled fish in it (it's disgusting, I guess I'll get something else next time,) and end up doing more papers until five PM. I need to get more employees.

Honey POV:

There was a shooting not ten miles from Ouran Academy. Three bystanders killed, four injured, so the school shut down and school is officially over. So…. WE'RE GOING TO SEE HARUHI TOMORROW! Everyone is packing their bags and we're getting on a plane around four AM, it's midnight now, but I just can't sleep, I'm so excited! I finish packing and lay in bed until finally my eyes drift shut, the image of my Haruhi dancing across my eyelids.

Haruhi POV:

So, it's Wednesday, and I'm at work. I go to the break room to get an espresso and when I come back to my office the door was closed.

Hmm, I was sure I left it open. How peculiar. I open it with my free hand and shut it with my hip. I look up and my fingers tighten on my foam espresso cup. In front of me stand six extremely rich and handsome boys from Ouran Academy's famous Host Club. I'm confused, and happy, but I'm also baffled, when did they come? Why aren't they at school?

It's a bit too much and my fingers crush the cup and hot espresso pours all over my hand. I scream and let go, cradling my hand.

Mitsukuni immediately rushes over and holds my hand in his. Mori runs to out of the room, and comes back with a wet paper towel and some dry ones. He hands the dry ones to the twins and the wet one to Mitsukuni. The twins start mopping up my mess and Mitsukuni places the cold wet towel on my burnt hand and it feels wonderful. I look up at him. We smile.

"Hi," I whisper.

"Hi to you too," he says back and kisses me with so much pent up sadness and passion and love that it hurts, but feels wonderful, it stings and a fire is ignited, but it also calms me like a cool stream.

Hope you liked it, once again, no posting tomorrow