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A Day In The Life Of The Fujioka Family!

CRACK!

"Not enough!"

CRACK!

"Not good enough!"

CRACK!

"It's not good enough!"

CRACK!

A metal bat clanged to the ground, its shape deformed by numerous dents. Countless baseballs were littered nearby, their yellowed skin peeling from age. Shun knelt down, rubbing her forehead as pearls of sweat dripped off of her chin. What's going on with me? Gritting her teeth in frustration, she ran a hand through her hair. I can't practice like this.

After resting for a few minutes, Shun finally straightened up. As she did, a sharp pang surged through her shoulder. She bent down to rummage through her bag, her hand pulling out a small bottle of painkillers. Rattling it next to her ear, she sighed at the soft clacking sound it made. Almost empty. She popped the cap off and shook the open bottle over her hand, one lone pill falling into her palm. She quickly popped it in her mouth, shoved her malformed bat into her duffel bag, and jogged away from the park.

Meanwhile...

Haruhi sighed happily as she walked, two bags stuffed with groceries in her hands. That was some sale! There's no better time to hit the supermarket than on a Sunday morning. Now all I've gotta do when I get home is clean and do some laundry!

Noticing the commotion near her apartment building, Haruhi peered into the crowd with curiosity. As soon as she saw the host club appear, she knocked her head against a nearby electric pole with a pitiful groan, the two plastic bags she held slipping through her fingers. There goes my peace and quiet.

A few minutes later...

As the hosts settled themselves around the small table in the living room, Haruhi entered with a tray of cups.

"Okay, guys, the tea's ready," she said as she placed cups in front of the seated hosts. "I'm sorry that not all of the cups match."

Honey pulled out a blue box and opened it giddily, revealing several appetizing pastries. "Come on, Haru-chan, you can choose your cake first!"

Haruhi looked at Honey hesitantly. "Well, shouldn't we wait for Shun before we start eating?" Just as the words left her mouth, Haruhi regretted them instantly. I shouldn't have let that slip. Now they're gonna bother her, too.

"Speaking of, where is Shun?" Hikaru asked. "She is living with you, right?"

Haruhi sighed. Well, there's no turning back now. "She went to the park to practice for a game that's coming up soon. She left about an hour ago, so she should be back any minute—"

Before Haruhi could finish her sentence, the door flew open, revealing a disgruntled Shun whose face was red from either exertion or anger. "What the hell are you guys doing here?" she growled.

Tamaki, along with the twins, ignored her obvious disdain and approached her with open arms. "Shun's here!" they chirped happily.

Shun roughly shoved past them and stormed into her and Haruhi's shared room, slamming the door behind her. Everyone in the living room jumped, shifting anxiously in their seats after a few minutes had passed and Shun still failed to make an appearance.

Finally, she emerged, wearing a plain, white t-shirt with rolled up sleeves and a pair of jean shorts. She silently plonked herself between Haruhi and Mori and pointed at the chocolate mousse cake in the pastry box.

Honey smiled brightly as he handed Shun a slice of cake on a plate. "You like chocolate, too? That means I can share my favorite sweets with you, Shu-chan!"

At that, Shun perked up, her eyes lighting up childishly. "Really?" she asked, to which Honey answered with an enthusiastic nod. He then turned to ask Haruhi which cake she wanted, and she politely requested the strawberry shortcake.

As Honey began chatting enthusiastically with Haruhi and Shun, Tamaki and the twins leaned forward on the table. "She's so cute!" (They may have been talking about different people, but the sentiment was certainly shared.)

"Hey, Haruhi, can I have one of your strawberries?" Shun asked. Just as Haruhi started scraping one of the fruits off of the tower of whipped cream on her cake, Mori began placing his toppings on Shun's plate.

"You can have mine," he said to Shun.

Shun grinned at Mori. "Thanks, Mori-senpai!"

Tamaki, Hikaru, and Kaoru banged their fists on the ground in comical anguish, exclaims of 'Why didn't we think of that?' echoing amongst them.

In mere seconds, the cakes were devoured, and Honey sighed in contentment. "Eating all that cake sure wet my appetite!"

"Yeah, isn't it lunchtime about now?" Hikaru remarked.

"Well then, what's for lunch?" Tamaki and the twins asked simultaneously, tilting their heads to the side.

"You guys came out of nowhere, so we haven't prepared anything yet," Shun griped, folding her arms across her chest.

Kyouya stood up. "We'll take care of it," he said as he pulled his wallet out. "We did drop in unexpectedly, so we'll pay for lunch. Why don't you just order us all some of your favorite sushi?"

Shun waved her hand dismissively. "Thanks, but I'd rather not have to owe you anything."

Kyouya's glasses gleamed as he whisked out a gold credit card. "Oh, don't worry, Shun. We'll just pay for it using the profits from the photos of you and Haruhi we auctioned off."

So we're paying for it anyway, Shun thought.

"Well, if that's what you guys want, I do have a friend who runs a nice little sushi shop nearby, so I can just give him a call," Haruhi suggested.

"They're closed today, Haruhi," Shun reminded her with a sigh.

"I'd really love it if you'd make something for lunch!" Honey chirped.

Shun held her chin in her hand thoughtfully and turned to Haruhi. "We could just make something simple."

"Yeah, but we're gonna have to go to the supermarket again," Haruhi pointed out.

Hikaru and Kaoru sprang up from the floor quickly. "We're coming with you!" Hikaru announced.

"We want to see a commoner's supermarket!" Kaoru said.

"Me too, me too!"

"This could be a learning experience."

Shun exhaled tiredly as the twins ran past her, chanting a mantra of 'Commoner's supermarket!' while the others followed behind. Just as she began hopping down the steps after them, she heard a familiarly feminine voice call out to her.

"Shun, look who's back!"

Shun smiled slightly and waved her hand in greeting. "Oh, hey, Uncle—"

Before Shun could react, Ranka's hands grabbed her shoulders and yanked her towards him, squishing her against his body affectionately.

"I told you not to hug me!" Shun yelled. After what seemed like an eternity, Ranka finally released her, and her chest heaved with a sigh of relief.

"I can't help it, you and Haruhi are too cute to resist!" Ranka exclaimed. "By the way, is Haruhi with you?"

Shun nodded her head back and forth. "No, she's still inside."

"Well, I guess I'll go say hi!" Ranka spun around flamboyantly, leaving Shun with a pat on the head as he continued on his way. Shun followed behind, curious as to what was taking Haruhi so long. Unfortunately, it seemed that they had the worst timing.

Shun sighed disappointedly once she laid eyes on the scene. From anyone else's perspective, it looked like Tamaki was forcefully pinning down Haruhi, which was the worst thing that Ranka could form his first impression of Tamaki on. Ranka's unpleasantly surprised expression morphed into a sweet smile as he calmly walked over to Haruhi and threw Tamaki against the wall with an alarming amount of force.

"I'm sorry, I hated having to leave you and Shun alone last night. You must have been lonely!" Ranka said, as if nothing had happened at all.

Haruhi gawked at the Tamaki-shaped dent in the wall. "That sound... he hit really hard!"

The twins peeked over Shun's head, resting their elbows against the doorway. "Hey, boss, what in the world is taking you so long?" Hikaru asked.

"Woah, check it out—that person we passed downstairs was Haruhi's father!"

Tamaki lunged forward desperately. "Hikaru, Kaoru, Shun, help me out here!"

Before Shun could say anything, Hikaru and Kaoru approached Ranka with their hands outstretched, trampling Tamaki's body in the process. "It's nice to meet you! We're the Hitachiin brothers! We're good friends of Haruhi and Shun!" they introduced themselves cheerfully, contrasting Tamaki's grunts of pain as they walked overtop him.

"So, you're a transvestite, aren't you?" Hikaru said.

"You're the first real transvestite we've ever seen!" Kaoru remarked.

"You finally put the moves on Haruhi, huh, boss?" they said off to the side, before turning back to Ranka with lighthearted smiles.

"Sorry about him, he's a lady's man—if you know what I mean," Hikaru apologized.

"He's a pheromone machine! In fact, I'll bet he's fooled around with more ladies than you can count!" Kaoru chirped.

Ranka's eyebrow rose. "He likes to fool around, huh?" he growled.

Tamaki stood up quickly, whirling around to face Ranka. "No! I'm not a lady's man! I'm a nice guy! I care about her!" he cried desperately.

Shun buried her face in her hands, embarrassed for Tamaki. I can't even watch.

"I'm being completely honest here," Tamaki said. "I care about Haruhi like she's my own daughter!"

"What an idiot," Shun muttered as her shoulders sagged.

A few minutes later...

"I get it—you must be the host club I've heard so much about!" Ranka affirmed. "You certainly are a fine-looking bunch of young men! I'm not sure which of you I like best!" He then pointed to himself, a jovial smile on his face. "I tell you what, why don't you boys go ahead and call me Ranka? That's the professional name I use at the transvestite bar I work at!"

"Professional name—you mean like a stage name?" Honey asked.

"Exactly like that, Mitsukuni!" Ranka nodded.

Honey's eyes widened in surprise. "Hold on, how did you know my name, sir?"

Ranka pointed to Honey and Mori. "You two are third years Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka!" He then turned to Hikaru and Kaoru. "And the two of you are first years in the same class as Haruhi and Shun—you're the Hitachiin twins! But I'm not sure which one of you is which!" Ranka smiled at all of them. "I've heard a lot about you!"

Hikaru briefly glanced at Shun out of the corner of his eye as she sipped her tea peacefully. "Shun and Haruhi told you about us?"

"No, Kyouya told me about you two over the phone!" Ranka answered.

Shun nearly spat out her tea. "What?!"

"Kyouya..." Tamaki said warningly, placing a hand on the Shadow King's shoulder.

"We've been entrusted with the care of his precious family—it is only natural that we introduce ourselves and give him periodic reports. Ordinarily, that would be your job, wouldn't it?" Kyouya said.

Haruhi stood up abruptly. "You never mentioned this to me, dad! Why didn't you say that you've been getting calls from Kyouya-senpai?"

"What am I supposed to do, Haruhi? You and Shun rarely tell me anything about school!" Ranka whined.

"That doesn't make it okay to talk behind our backs!" Shun cried angrily.

Ranka's voice turned serious for a moment. "The thing about you two is," Ranka suddenly dove towards Haruhi and Shun, "you're cute even when you're angry!" He laughed as he snuggled the two girls in his arms, the rest of the hosts looking on with blank expressions.

Shun squirmed her way out of Ranka's hold, tugging Haruhi up with her. Dusting herself off, she grabbed her wallet and stuffed it into her back pocket.

"Wait, girls, where are you going?" Ranka asked.

"The supermarket," Shun grumbled. "We have to go shopping, and it would be better if nobody else bothered us!"

After the door shut behind them, Ranka sighed. "Oh, those two—always so strong-willed. While I respect their independent spirits, I wish they'd be a little more dependent on the people who care about them." His eyes grew gentle, his tone becoming softer. "I hope you boys know how grateful I am. Since Haruhi's found you, she seems to be happier. She's enjoying herself. But, to be honest, I think the real growth comes from Shun."

The hosts all looked mildly curious. "What do you mean?" Hikaru asked.

Ranka flipped his hair with a tired sigh. "Well, when Shun was younger, she had this absurd idea that she wasn't allowed to fool around or have fun—I'm sure it had something to do with how hard her parents were working in order to support her interest in baseball. She never smiled, and I can't even remember the last time I heard her laugh. But now, I hear her joking around with Haruhi, and grinning at me when I come home. I think that, because of you, she's forgotten that ridiculously strict policy of hers. I'm sure that Akio is also incredibly grateful to you."

"Who's Akio?" the twins wondered aloud.

Ignoring the question, Ranka smirked at the hosts. "Now that we've gotten all the introductions out of the way, how would you boys like to have a little fun?"