Haruhi walked through the Music Room 3 peacefully, enjoying a quiet moment for once in Host Club. Everyone was busy, besides herself. Mori and Hunny were turning girls into blushing brides by the wild type's silent charm, and the sweet toothed ones adorable actions. Tamaki was whooing girls to the point of fainting on the opposite side of the room. Glancing over with a satisfied smirk, his eyes met hers for a brief second. He grinned, and waved once, before returning to his awaiting business. Haruhi noticed something in the way he smiled. Usually suspicious, though...not wicked...but...oh, why ruin this once-in-a-lifetime moment with most likely false assumptions? She laughed to herself, dismissing the thought.

"Are you finally falling for him?" A familiar voice questioned with a familiar malice from directly behind her.

"Why, I think she is!"

"...Save your breath and avoid asking pointless questions." Haruhi muttered to the identical counterparts, quickening her pace. They only followed. She simply stopped without warning, leaving them to crash into her backside. Whipping around, she snatched their flying ties in midair and tugged the twins down to her eye-level. "Tell me. Why would I ever fall for a womanizer like him?" she growled.

They shrugged and straightened up once they were released. "It seems to have an effect on everyone else." Hikaru grinned.

"We guess you have become immune to Milord's charms. How dreary." Kaoru snickered, raising his index finger to his lip and gasping. "It also seems our heroine remains invincible to this day!"

"I believe you are right." Hikaru said in a much more serious tone as he took his twin up in his arms. "On that most intelligent thought and teasing way of executing it, I shall congratulate you tonight. In a pleasing fashion."

Kaoru looked around frantically. "Not here, not now. Everyone is watching!" he "innocently" complained.

He stroked his brother's hair gently to taunt him. "That never mattered before. And besides, the only eyes of importance watching should be my own."

"Oh, Hikaru...!"

By now, a fluttering group of girls, who's actions could be compared to that of a flock of chickens in a panic, had gathered 'round in a blushing circle surrounding the two lovebirds. Haruhi scoffed, walking away with her right hand on her left hip and her left hand over her eyes. So much for peace...

"Ah, wait!" The twins broke their flirtatious embrace and hurried to her side, linking their arms with hers. "We have an order!"

"The Vice-Prez would like a word with you!"

"Huh? Kyoya? Why? ...About my debt?" she wondered out loud.

"Could be!"

"We have no clue!"

"He just told us to get you!"

"Good Luck!"

They had been dragging her across they length of the music room, and finally shoved her forward into what she believed to be a closet this entire time at the Club.

The room was pitch-black, midnight black, and the only light available was what was emitting from the open door. Though the twins soon took care of that. They slammed it shut. She stumbled forward, definitely caught off-guard.

"Hello? ...Hey...Hey! HEY! Nice prank, but...let me out! This isn't funny anymore! " Haruhi turned on her heel and ran, blindly searching for the door. Suddenly, a bright light flashed, centering to the middle of the room. A black office chair with it's back to her sat silently. A desk was before it.

"..." Haruhi inched closer, trying to get a better look, when the chair spun around. The figure sitting had it's head down with a small smirk. The devil's smirk. As the head rose, a far too well-known glint near the eye region gave the figure's identity away easily.

Her shoulders sunk, as well as her knees, and she fell to the ground in relief with a "thump."

"You..."

Kyoya chuckled to himself. "Let's not waste time. Our profits are considerably decreasing in this brief chat, so we'll hurry. A very faithful attendee has offered a large sum of money in order to have a private meeting with you at a restaurant. Now, usually, I would deny such a request, yet..."

"I know. Money. You like money." she sighed, understanding where the conversation was headed. "I have to go? No choice?"

He shook his head. "No choice."

She sighed again, more deeply. "What time?"

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Haruhi swung the door open to Koto Buki, a moderately cheap sushi restaurant with some expensive tastes. (If you live near Sylvania sp, Ohio, it's in that town. Very excellent.) Perfect. Kyoya offered to pay, though, as usual, the cost would be added to her debt, something she absolutely dreaded. The twins helped her with the outfit, and she had to say, they did a pretty damn good job. A simple white long sleeved collared shirt with black pants. Relaxed, but cool. Perfect as well. She could definitely be casual without blowing her cover of her sex. As her first job off of school grounds, she was fearful. Perhaps the girl would confess her love to he-- him, or have another Christmas Party incident occur, or worse, the girl would drag Haruhi around the city on an everywhere-we-can-possibly-go-in-one-night date. ...Or maybe she was just thinking too much.

Rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, Haruhi glanced around the room, hoping the girl was in the Ouran Academy uniform, that way she could be easily identified, and this "date" could be over and done with ASAP. Yet, no face seemed familiar. Not one. Only a few girls. But they were all together in a group at a table. This was a one-on-one date. It couldn't possibly be them. Haruhi looked at her watch. What if I'm early? she thought to herself as the hands read 1:30 pm. The girl was expecting me at 1:15. A weird time, sure. But if she arranged it, shouldn't she be here by now?

"Can I help you?"

A waiter came to the podium Haruhi had been standing near. In fact, she was standing past it, almost directly behind it, with her back to the room, and she continued her search out the window. The sudden noise made her jump.

"Uh! I--" she muttered, flustered. A small smile crept upon her face, as if to reassure the kind man that she hadn't lost her mind. "I'm waiting for someone." she sighed, happily.

"Oh. There is someone else waiting as well...perhaps I can take you to h--"

Just then, Hauhi felt a strong hand rest on her shoulder. She was still tense and couldn't even manage to look up at this person. Not until she heard their voice say...

"That won't be necessary." the man, or boy in whichever way you'd like to take him, smiled at the waiter. "She's with me, as of now."

"May I take your name? We'd need a reservation slot in order for you to be seated."

His voice rang in her ears as her eyes widened more. Why was he here? Why at this time? Had she been played? Again? This had to be the twins fault. The Collaboration Committee (From Episode 2, with the "love" letter and what not) had worked up a scheme. Of course. Of course. This couldn't be a coincidence... But why--?

She was lost her own thoughts, staring blankly ahead as the man-boy laughed and clearly said:

"Suoh. Tamaki Suoh."