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Rated: T

What.

It was the only thing Kagome could think of as she stared at the girl dressed in the Ouran male uniform, not sure what to think about this at all.

But that could come later.

"I'm sorry," Kagome bowed before kneeling down to pick up the contents of the shopping basket that the student had dropped, "I was not paying attention to where I was going."

"I'm sorry too," The girl smiled, kneeling down as well, "You don't need to do this. I'm fine. You caught me before I could fall. Thanks for that."

Kagome nodded, but continued to pick up the items that had fallen anyway, 'There is a lot of... coffee.' She thought, seeing there was at least five containers of cheap instant coffee, but said nothing as it would be rude to ask a stranger about their shopping habits.

"Yes, it is a lot of coffee," The brunette stated, seeing that Kagome was staring at the containers, "It's not for me. My friends force me to buy this stuff."

"'Force you'?" Kagome repeated incredulously, "Ouran is a school for the rich! Can't they just buy their own coffee?!"

And cheap instant to boot?

"I'm reimbursed for it," The girl shrugged, "It comes out of my club's funding, so it's not my problem they want to use it on something like this," Her brown eyes stared at her, "You're the new student, right?"

Kagome was on guard quickly at the question, "Higurashi Kagome," She introduced herself warily, "I am the new student."

"Fujioka Haruhi," The girl introduced herself in return, "It's none of business and rude of me, but may I ask why you're a girl wearing the male uniform?"

"I'm sorry to say," Kagome began, not knowing that Haruhi was middle-class like her, "But whomever designed that dress is an idiot," She said flatly, "It's impractical for daily life."

She wanted to ask the same question, but, as Haruhi said, it was not any of both their business.

"But it must be difficult," Haruhi continued, furrowing her brows, "I've heard a few rumours that most students talk badly of you," She sighed, "I honestly don't understand it myself. What's so wrong with a girl wearing the male uniform?"

"I don't get it either," Kagome waved it off, "Pants are usually an option for girls at most normal schools. I guess Ouran is too stuck on old traditions and values. It doesn't matter to me what people think of me."

However, it still was a bit lonely, but she still longed for them and no one else.

"I see," Haruhi and Kagome stood, having put back the fallen groceries in the shopping basket, "I'm a girl too." She stated bluntly, "But to most students, it's a secret."

Kagome stared, not expecting Haruhi to be so straightforward, "How is it a secret?" She asked, scoffing, "I could tell almost right away."

"You could?" Haruhi blinked before shrugging, "I guess I just look like a boy with short hair. I didn't go out of my way to hide it at first," She eyed Kagome intently, "If you need help, you can come to me," She said, feeling bad for Kagome for having to endure such bullying, "I'm in class 1-A."

"I might," Kagome smiled cynically, but she had no intention of doing so, otherwise she might drag Haruhi into her mess of a school life, "But it's nice, knowing not everyone is not so stuck on tradition." She murmured, thinking of Tamaki and Ritsu.

"You probably need to be somewhere," Haruhi did not hear what Kagome had murmured, but saw the unidentifiable expression, "I'm probably wasting your time like this."

"No, it's fine," Kagome shook her head, "I'll pay for your groceries as an apology for bumping into you like that." It would not be too much and the money she made as the Miko for Higure Shrine would be enough for both.

"No, no! It's not necessary!" Haruhi firmly denied the offer, "As I said before, it comes out of my club's funding."

"Then, how can I apologize?" Kagome blinked, "I could have hurt you just for not paying attention to where I was going."

Haruhi smiled, "If it's on your way, walk with me to the nearest bus stop?" She asked, causing Kagome to stare again, "That's more than enough."

There was then a crack in Kagome's resolve.

'Some people are just beyond my expectations, I guess,' Kagome thought, 'Even if they are rich, some move past their traditions,' Her smile back was hesitant, "You don't have a car or limo to pick you up?"

That crack needed to be repaired quickly.