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"...Sure." she nodded and smiled. Her eyes lit up with a quick realization. "Do you think those girls will come?"

He looked off to the side for a moment, biting his lower lip. Returning his gaze to hers, he shook his head with a smile. "Nah."

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"...Huh?"

He's being really weird...He knows about this...I was played...I was played..I can't believe it. I should just leave now... Yeah...they won't win...

"So..what would you like to do today?" he asked curiously as the waiter began to return with the drinks. As he set them down, Haruhi did just the opposite. She stood up and glared at him.

"Nothing. In fact, I changed my mind. I'm going back to school. I'm going to find the meaning of this." She growled. She didn't know exactly why she would be so angry over being a toy. She was used before, but wasn't nearly as ticked off.

By the expression on his face, he was obviously confused. "...What? ...The meaning of what?" ...Boy, he can act...

"Don't play stupid." With that, Haruhi spun on her, stormed through the restaurant, and slammed the door behind her loudly. The room grew quiet besides the murmurs of customers discussing what just happened and why. Yoshi, as the waiter's name tag read, still had his hands on the glasses.

"Uh..."

"That girl..." Tamaki said to no one in particular, standing himself, and throwing down the napkin that was lain across his lap onto the table. He, too, headed for the door and slammed it loudly as well.

--As for poor Yoshi... "That was a girl?" he asked, a little stunned.--

He stepped out and looked down both sides of the sidewalk. Sighing, he swore he saw the back of her head. The person was walking quickly and taking long, hurried strides. Now, this wasn't uncommon for a busy, bustling street, yet, Tamaki instinct told him right. He mimicked her way of walking until he was directly behind her.

"I swear...!" He grabbed her hand and spun her around unexpectedly. Haruhi fell back, but he managed to keep her upright. "You're gonna be the death of me!"

Not even slightly happy that he came to find her, at least not yet, Haruhi smacked his hand away for a second time. "I just need some time to myself. Go back and play your little game."

"I'm not playing a game. Besides, what are you talking about?"

There was a long silence before Tamaki coughed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "In all truthfulness, I'm really clueless. But...the principal would be suspicious if we came back now. Together and so long after lunch. So...why don't you just...stay here? ...With...me?"

Haruhi felt quite guilty. She should of known. Tamaki was honest to the point of being pathetic. Though she was happy that she wasn't being a toy, at least not to him right now. Her tense shoulders relaxed and she smiled, sighing.

"...Sorry..."

"N-No problem." Her sudden change in attitude, as well as the adorable smile, caught Tamaki off-guard, making him blush. "But, come now." He poked her nose affectionately. "Mr. Yoshi is awaiting our return. Let's hurry before our table's stolen."

"Oh, right..."

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Thankfully, the lunch went well. And so did the rest of the evening. They managed to find something that aroused both their interests. A carnival. Small, cheap rides, and small, cheap challenge games. One prize in particular had received Haruhi's attention which stirred something in Tamaki to actually exert himself and try to win it in a ring toss.

Sixty dollars later, she held that little brown teddy bear with the white bow and plush red heart in it's paws. Of course, being himself, Tamaki was exhausted and requested for ice cream and commoners' lemonade, which he found to his liking. When they finally sat down, the carnival was closing for the night, at around eight-o'-clock.

"Hey..."

"Hmm...?" Haruhi mumbled, drinking from her cup, trying to finish it as quickly as possible. "What is it?"

"Did you want to go home? Or..."

"Not yet. Honestly, I'm enjoying myself when I thought I wouldn't." She tossed the paper cup into a nearby trashcan with a flick of her wrists before clapping her hands together, to brush them off.

"Tch!" He muttered to himself, offended. He was fun! Or at least he thought so!

"What do we do now?"

"Uh...what else is there--" He cut himself off early. "I can't believe I forgot this! There's this park...and it's really nice! I think you'd adore it!" he exclaimed giddily.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm. Where is it?" she asked blandly.

"Um..." he laughed. "I forgot that too. But I'm sure that if we found a map...!"

"No need. What's it called? I might know."

"Tsukiko Park..." he muttered, feeling incompetent.

"Oh...yeah. It's a block away, if not closer. What did you want to do there?"

"...Just...just a walk."

In reality, Tamaki had other things in his mind planned. Nothing perverted, luckily. But very serious matters. Tonight. Tonight was the night. The night he would--

"Sounds fun."

He was snapped out of his complicated thoughts by her agreement.

"Follow me. You'd probably get lost. You wouldn't know this neighborhood that well." she ordered, standing up and stretching her arms out over her head. "C'mon."

"C-Coming." he muttered, tagging after her once she started to walk away. Phew, Tamaki said to himself, as he hoped that she didn't notice his distant gaze and deep blush that was quickly spreading across his cheeks.