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This chapter is in Hikaru's POV and is based on the song The Truth About Love by P!nk!

I was quite cynical about the idea of love as a child. Kaoru and I refused to let other people join in because to be quite frank, we were of the opinion that they were inferior. While I am still of that opinion, I have learned to keep it to myself. People don't appreciate being reminded that they aren't flawless beings. I may sound quite narcissistic in the sense that I believe I am 'flawless'. But alas, when have I ever uttered those words? I simply ruminate that they irritate me beyond belief. There is nothing wrong with them; I am just quite anti-social when I put my mind to it.

Haruhi is my equal. She is clever and funny and realistic. Of those, I am merely realistic in the sense that I take things as I see them. I don't idealise about foolish thoughts.

My stomach is groaning and growling incessantly like Kaoru when he has stubbed his foot on the sharp corner of the desk that resides in the corner of our vast azure bedroom, which is meant to reflect the brilliant vivid colours of the sky but which serves more often than not a secondary purpose also. When I am in a particularly foul mood, my bedroom is the place where I will be found, curled up pensively on my king size bed.

But at this contemporaneous moment in time, I happen to be longing for the sweet aromas of the carefully prepared meals that are calling my name from the large dining room.

Haruhi smiles softly at me and abruptly I am torn from my thoughts with brute force.

"Haru-chan?" I probe.

"Yes Hika-chan, what is it? Wait, do you think the ootoro is all gone?" she asks with an aghast look splashed across her face.

I chuckle tenderly albeit a tad awkwardly. I don't tend to get along with most people with the exception of my brother so when Haru-chan and I became friends, it was a whole different ball game in the sense that I developed a sense of tact and sensitivity although incredibly slowly. Sensitivity isn't my strong suit, you will have to consult Kaoru for such a concept. But alas, as our friendship flourished so did my sensitivity. And while still I have assholish tendencies, I do consider other people's feelings a tad more.

Haru-chan sure does love her ootoro. Once, while I intercepted her mission to gather as much platters of ootoro as possible, she threw a small conniption and lectured me on good manners for half an hour before I reminded her that 'good manners' have been cultivated within me from a young age although for the most part, I tend to be quite rude.

"No, that's not it. But if we don't make haste, I am afraid that will be the unfortunate truth," I suggest playfully, tossing a careless wink in her direction.

"Then what is it?" she asks, her warm brown eyes curious.

"Umm….well, it's a bit awkward. But well, would you like to go with me and Kaoru on holiday to the Bahamas this year?"

She seems quite surprised.

"I don't want to be seen as charity-"

I interrupt her quickly.

"No, I am requesting for you to come to the Bahamas with me. I already got your passport, so you couldn't make up some excuse."

And with a grand fanfare, I extract the newly signed passport from my backpack quickly handing it to her so she can confirm that all her details are covered.

I really know her too well and sometimes, this frightens me in the sense that only a few years ago, I would have refused to befriend anyone other than my brother. But seeing as Kaoru is friends with her as well, we don't have that problem.

"I don't know what to say, Hika, but I infer that thank you would be a good start. Thank you so much. I don't want to be seen as a burden on you!"

I quickly place my index finger on her lips. I am not listening to this again.

"You are not a burden, if anything Tama-sempai will be the burden if he finds out. Come on, it will be fun!" I say playfully, winking once more.

She giggles softly.

"I suppose he would. Alright, I will accept!"

"Come now, Haru-chan, what would Tono say? Oh no, daughter, those Hitachiin twins will surely fornicate you," I utter playfully, the amusement evident in my voice.

She elbows me gently in jest.

"Haru-chan, we should go before the ootoro is gone!"

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