Unbeknownst to Mori-senpai and Harry a sneaky Hani-senpai was standing near them. He was glad they found a spark within each other. He knew Mori-senpai needed someone in his life, and even with him only meeting Harry earlier that day he felt they were great for each other. Both were so quiet and somber but each brought out a lightness within their attitudes and actions. Hani-senpai left them alone happy with where life was heading for the moment.

Hani-senpai walked slowly towards the entrance to the school. He was on the phone letting his driver know to pick him up and to return for Mori-senpai later in the evening. As he waited on his ride he thought of the quick changes happening within the Host club. He had new friends and some interesting company full of laughter. He enjoyed the talk he had with Harry. He felt that Harry hadn't had much laughter in the last few years and was glad to bring some into his life.

Hermione was more reserved but he saw the glances between Haruhi-chan and her during the Host club festivities. Along with how Hermione reacted to Tamaki-senpai upsetting Haruhi-chan. He felt they would make a wonderful couple but were intelligent and strong-willed. They might clash in minor ways but as long as they talk things through he felt they would be just fine.

The new set of twins offered plenty of laughs and the Hitachiin brothers seemed to gravitate towards them in shared mischievousness. He knew they were planning to prank Tamaki-senpai. They didn't notice him listening into the conversation. He hoped they were creative, he was looking forward to seeing the end product.

He found himself enjoying the ability to blend into the background today. He observed a side to each of his fellow Host club members that he was glad to have come forth. Except, of course, Tamaki-senpai's attitude towards Hermione when it came to the closeness she shared with Haruhi-chan. Harry's response to the callousness Tamaki-senpai showed to Hermione surprised him. He could feel waves of power rolling of Harry from across the room. There was something about the new group of students that had him scratching his head.

From the outfits they wore with great comfort to the familiar way they held the wands they said was part of their costumes. He was curious about where they came from and why they left. These were answers he would not get tonight so he banished the thoughts away and got into the limo that arrived to take him home.

Kyoya-senpai was on a similar wavelength with regards to the new arrivals. He stayed behind in music room number 3. He was fitting in a few more bits of information about the new students. He was amused by the way Harry spoke to Tamaki-senpai. He knew that boy needed a dressing down. He enjoyed too much freedom with his actions and words towards others. There was a strange sensation of power coming off Harry earlier. Each of the new students did, actually, but more subdued. They were hiding something and he wanted to find out everything he could about them.

He decided to employ some of the private police that his family hired in order to spy on them. He gave them orders to spy but not to interact with the group. He wanted to know about their daily routines outside of school. From his research Kyoya-senpai knew where they lived. It was a 6 bedroom flat in the middle of the city not from the train station.

His men could easily blend in and observe without being spotted.

Hermione and Haruhi-chan took a bus to the nearby market to walk around since there was plenty to explore. Hermione's eyes grew larger at the beautiful sights and mouth-watering smells coming from the various food stalls placed along the street. She was trying to decide on what to try first when

Haruhi-chan pulled her to a stall selling matcha drinks and puffy looking pancakes.

" Hermione, would you like to try matcha and some fluffy pancakes?" Haruhi-chan asked with a smile on her face.

"Sure, I've never tried either but they look delicious," Hermione replied as she walked closer to the small line forming at the stall. The line quickly diminished intilit was their turn to order.

"May I please have two matcha drinks and two pancakes, please?" Haruhi-chan asked politely.

"Sure thing miss. Coming right up that will be 1600 yen," the man stated. Haruhi-chan thought that was a fair price, but Hermione seemed to be confused by the amount.

"What is it Hermione?" Haruhi-chan asked.

" Is that a good price? I'm still having trouble converting to yen from pounds," Hermione said with a quizzical look on her face.

"Yes, it is a good price, some places are nearly twice that much so don't worry Hermione," Haruhi-chan reassured her. Placing a hand on her shoulder and pulling Hermione into a quick hug. Hoping to convey that all was well.

After their order came up, they found a small table near the stall to enjoy their meal. They settled down Haruhi-chan let Hermione try her dish first to see how she liked the new food. Hermione's eyes opened even wider as she savoured the bite of pancake in her mouth. It was sweet and savoury at the same time but it complimented it well. She let out a small moan of satisfaction at the taste of the food. She then washed down the bite with a sip of her drink. She made a slight face at the flavour. It was okay but would take some getting used to.

Haruhi-chan smiled at the enjoyment Hermione was feeling as she ate the pancake, but Hermione's face at trying the matcha drink was funny she let out a small giggle at the face Hermione made when trying the drink. Not ready to break the comfortable silence but wanting to see how Hermione liked the dish. She waited a couple more bites watching Hermione subtlety. She was delighted by the adorable facial expressions Hermione had on her face.

"How are the pancakes?" Haruhi-chan inquired.

" The pancakes are absolutely delicious. The drink will take some getting used to but I don't mind the taste," Hermione responded. Haruhi-chan was glad that Hermione was enjoying herself. She was finished and waited on Hermione since she was just a slightly slower eater. They returned the dirty dishes to the vendor before Hermione grabbed Haruhi-chan's hand leading her to the next thing that caught her eye. It was a children's theater showing the girls took a seat at the back to watch the show. The story they were telling was of a princess being saved from a terrifying dragon. The colorful puppets kept Hermione's rapt attention. Haruhi-chan had seen this one many times so she took the time to fully study Hermione's features. Her skin was a warm tone compared to her paper skin. Hermione had a smattering of freckles across her nose which was small but so cute. She had full lips that Haruhi-chan wanted to kiss but withheld not wanting to scare Hermione with her emotions. Hermione's hair was beautiful. It was untamed with never-ending curls that reached to her hips. They were a dark honey color that showed shades of red and brown. Hermione was so pretty it made her heart speed up at thinking about the girl sitting next to her.

During her appraisal of her, Hermione turned and caught Haruhi-chan in the act a blush spread across both of their faces. Then, Hermione slowly smirked.

"What are you staring at Haruhi-chan?" Hermione asked. Haruhi-chan turned an even brighter red and she started to rub the back of her neck.

"I was staring at you. You are so beautiful and I enjoy getting to have you next to me. You captivate me," Haruhi-chan spoked baring her heart for Hermione to see. Hermione smiled and pulled Haruhi-chan to her. Startled by the sudden movement Haruhi-chan gasped as Hermione kissed her fully on the lips. She was so passionate and demanding that Haruhi-chan gave into the kiss. If she were standing her knees wouldn't be able to keep her up. She was jelly in Hermione's arms.

Hermione slowed down and saw the blank look on Haruhi-chan's face. Haruhi-chan blinked, Hermione was so close still so she pulled her back and returned the kiss with fervor. When they finally released from the kiss their faces were flush and trying to catch their breath.

"Woah!" They exclaimed at the same time unsure of where the built up passion came but glad that it was out in the open. The girls slowly stood up their hands firmly grasped together. They headed out needing to cool off a bit. They walked for several minutes not talking just reveling in the feeling of having someone to call theirs.