This is amazing! It's already chapter 6! Ok ok ok! Um... all I have to say is, thank you all for your encouraging reviews. You truely don't know how much they mean to me.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club!

CLAIMER: I own Birthday Surprises! Just not the characters...

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Haruhi wandered through the supermarket, thinking about Kyoya. "He's a tactful person. It's nice to know that one of the host club members is at least trying to be somewhat mature." It was at that point when Mori's image popped up in her mind. He was mature, wasn't he?

Haruhi grabbed a carton of eggs. But what really made Mori mature? Was it because he was quiet? Maybe because he was so protective over Hunny. Maybe because the only times Haruhi had ever had spoken with him, he'd been a good conversationalist and overall a nice kind strong thoughtful generous smart person. Wow, what a mouthful, but it was the only way to describe him. How he was the "wild type", Haruhi was still unsure. Perhaps there was history behind that title.

She put some leeks into a bag and set it in her cart. Mori and Hunny seem like complete opposites. It's hard to believe that they are related. Mori being so thoughtful and masculine and Hunny being so bright and easy to please.

The cashier bagged her items and she started walking home with a bag in each hand. You'd think that someone like Kyoya would never go for a girl so long as he's in the host club. He's always going on about how everyone has a profit to make and whatever. Sheesh, what a hypocrite.

Haruhi decided to take the long way home; she wanted more time to think. Could Tamaki be considered mature? He does have his immature moments, but is he always immature? His immaturity is more of a result from dedication.

Haruhi stopped at a disserted children's playground. She set her groceries down and sat on a swing. She rocked back and forth. Back and forth. What about the twins? Hikaru and Kaoru both always seemed like they were scheming something. Haruhi chuckled, she could see them either being police men when they grow up... or thief's... or both! Heh, what an interesting TV drama that could be.

Haruhi sighed and grabbed her bag. Better get home and fix some dinner. As she was walking out of the play area in the park, someone grabbed her bag and put a dirty hand over her mouth. Haruhi let out a muffled scream.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone?" said the man. Her bags were thrown to the side. Haruhi could here the eggs break. The man with big hands forced her to turnaround and held her by the wrists. "A little one like you shouldn't be out right now. This is the time of day when all the predators are out. You'd better come home with me." he spoke menacingly.

Haruhi was scared. She remembered back to when she was on the beach and something similar happened. Tamaki scolded her for being a girl and not yelling for help. Should she yell for help now? What if that just encourages the man?

He started dragging her off. She resisted. She pulled and tugged. "Let's go!" the man yelled.

"N-no." Haruhi stuttered.

The man pulled harder, "You don't want me to hurt you, do you? Come on!"

"No!" Haruhi yelled this time. "Let me go! Let me go!"

He growled and threw her over his shoulder like it was the simplest thing.

"H-help. Help." Haruhi whispered timidly. "Help! Help!" she started yelling, getting a little more confidence.

"HELP ME! PUT ME DOWN! HELP ME! ANYONE!" she was full out screaming. She was suddenly thrown a crossed the lot. Did the man throw her? She looked up from where she lay crumpled like a thrown doll. A boy was beating up the man! With one last punch, the pervert lay fallen and unconscious.

Haruhi stared at the boy. He was a pretty average height and had very toned features. He looked around his surroundings and went over to where all of the groceries were strewn. He picked up the bags and quickly walked over to where Haruhi lay.

"Are you alright Miss?" was the first thing he said.

Haruhi got up and brushed herself off, "I'm fine. Thank you for helping me."

The boy couldn't have been older than 7th grade. "I'm sorry your food didn't get saved as well. It looks like all of your groceries are ruined." he said, holding out the bags to her. In one, broken eggs were sloshing around. In the other, oranges and strawberries were squished and getting the bag all sticky.

"Oh um..." Haruhi looked forlornly at the bags. What was she going to make for dinner now? "You did what you could."

"Let me introduce myself," the boy said bowing at the waist, "my name is Morinozuka Satoshi."

"An honour to meet you Morinozuka-san. I am Fujioka Haruhi." she replied, also bowing.

"Please, call me Satoshi." he said with a smile.

The unconscious man groaned and moved a little. "Let's get out of here before he wakes up." he said. They started jogging to the public sidewalk.

The slowed down to a casual walking pace. "Tell me about yourself, Fujioka-chan."

"Hmm..." Haruhi thought. "For one, you can call me Haruhi. Also, I was going to make myself some dinner with these destroyed foods. I am in my first year in high school. What about you Satoshi?"

"I was on my way to my family's dojo when I saw you and wondered if you'd like to stop by for some tea?" he replied.

Haruhi chuckled, "Ah..." she thought. Hadn't she just yelled at some guy because he wanted to take you home? And then someone else walks up and she's actually seriously considering going over there? She couldn't refuse him. "I guess I can stop by for a moment. I've never been to a dojo before."

(((Authors note: I apologize, but I don't know a lot about dojos. If you, Kind Reader, does and I write something wrong about them, please feel free to inform me and I shall incorporate it somehow.)))

Satoshi and Haruhi came to a beautiful building. He led the way to the lower-left entrance where the students usually enter. Haruhi and her new friend took their shoes off at the door and entered into the martial arts dojo. Satoshi led the way to a small kitchen and Haruhi timidly followed.

It was so quiet in the building, Haruhi felt out of place. Like, if someone saw her she would get in trouble. Satoshi set two cups and a teapot on a tray and led the way to a comfortable table.

Haruhi could see two shadows through a window in a wall dividing two rooms. A taller and a shorter person, obviously taking part in some sort of training in the other room.

"Have you been training long?" Haruhi asked Satoshi who was pouring them both some tea.

"Since I can remember. That's my older brother in there." he said, motioning to the other room. "He's helping train a student while my father is out for the weekend." he explained.

"Your brother must be very talented." Haruhi said while taking a sip of her tea.

In a different part of the building, voices could be heard in the distance and then a door closed.

"Nii-san!" Satoshi called to his older brother, "Come in here for a minute, there's someone I would like you to meet."

"Aron-san just left for the day. We can leave when ever your ready, Satoshi." said the older brother who walked into the room at that very moment.

Haruhi gasped and stood, "Mori-senpai!" she looked from Satoshi to Mori. From Mori to Satoshi. She bowed a very low bow to Mori, who was still wearing the traditional clothing for a dojo instructor, and remained down while saying, "I'm so sorry to intrude."

Satoshi also stood, "You two know each other?" He was obviously slightly confused.

Haruhi rose. "Haruhi," Mori said, "I see you've meet my younger brother, Satoshi."

Haruhi started to fidget with her hands, "Yes. I have had the pleasure."

Mori motioned for Haruhi to take her seat again, "Please sit. I'll just go change back into my clothes and I'll join you two for tea."

Haruhi sat nervously when he left the room. Satoshi sat a crossed from her and tilted his head in question. After a moment of silence, "Were you the one with the birthday?" he asked.

Haruhi looked up at him in surprise, "Yes, we celebrated my birthday last night."

Satoshi laughed a little, "I heard about the cake incident."

She laughed along with him. Mori walked back into the room, bringing a cup for himself. He poured himself some tea and looked at Haruhi.

"We were just talking about Haruhi's party last night, Nii-san." Satoshi said, trying to spark conversation.

Mori laughed, "One of the more eventful birthdays I've been to."

They sat in silence for a moment. No one knew what to say to the other. "Well," Haruhi said standing up, "I must thank you for the tea, but I still have to find something to make for dinner." She smiled and bowed at Satoshi who knew that her food was destroyed in the whole incident.

"Wait Haruhi!" Satoshi said standing up. He looked to Mori for help, some look of advice, "Uh... W-would you like to have dinner with us? As our guest?" Although this comment was directed at Haruhi, he said the entire thing very slowly looking at Mori. As if looking at him to make sure he was doing the right thing.

Mori stood up also, "Yes, please be our guest."

Haruhi didn't know what to say. Would it be ok to accept dinner from Mori and his brother? She ate lunch with Kyoya today. Would it be suitable to eat lunch with one person and dinner with another, and never once having to lift a finger or pay for anything? Haruhi's stomach got the better of her; she just couldn't deny the offer of food. "If you're sure it would be ok. I'd really like that." she told them.

"It would be our pleasure." Satoshi said with a slight bow.

She looked to Mori and he gave the slightest of grins and a small bow.

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Ok, I know this is a crappy place to end a chapter, but I want to post it and it is quite long. I personally like this chapter a lot. OH! Before I forget, for thoes of you that don't know... Mori does have a little brother named Satoshi. Unfortunately, I know nothing about him except that he's younger and looks up to Mori. Since my lack of knowalege I obviously made up everything about Satoshi. He's basecly my own character. But he does ecsist! I swear! Thank you for reading. Please review. Don't make me beg... just review.

This is WHPIAR... sighning off.