Chapter Two: Clothing (iWillhexyou)

"She must have gotten her panties in a twist while putting on her maid suit," commented Haruhi who only removed her eyes from the computer screen for a second. "Now I need to go shopping for Mikuru's new costume. Kyon! Itsuki! You're coming with me!"

Kyon, who had been holding his breath in fear that Haruhi would freak out, allowed himself to breathe before he let out a rather loud and shocked, "What?!"

"You heard me," Haruhi replied with her wickedly cute smirk, "I need a male's opinion."

"But I don't know anything about clothes," protested Kyon.

"You don't need to know anything, I just want to see when your pants tighten," Haruhi stated as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Kyon's eyes widened in shock but Itsuki just smiled like usual. "C'mon Kyon! It's more fun than sitting around all evening!"

"But what about Mikuru? Shouldn't we try to find her?" Itsuki asked somewhat quietly.

Haruhi, who was already out of her seat and reaching for her bag said, "Little miss PMS will be fine. Look it's already getting late, let's go!"

Before Kyon was able to protest further Haruhi took him by the tie and dragged him from the classroom. Itsuki followed silently, a content smile on his face.

It did not take them long before they entered a local costume shop at which point Haruhi's eyes brightened with excitement, and finally, she let go of Kyon's tie.

"She looks like a kid in a candy store," sighed Kyon, massaging his sore throat.

"I agree," replied Itsuki, "Now if you will excuse me Kyon, I must go and look for Mikuru and talk some sense into her. We can't have Haruhi turning her into a toad or worse, completely destroy her. Have fun shopping."

"Yeah, yeah," groaned Kyon as he watched Itsuki leave. He vowed to smack that annoying smirk off his face one day.

Kyon looked away from Itsuki and searched for Haruhi. She sure shopped at some weird places, but knowing Haruhi that didn't surprise him. She might annoy him sometimes, but he couldn't deny that she brought excitement into his life.

"Kyon!" Haruhi cried, jumping from behind a rack of mini skirts, "Let's go to the dressing room to see how these look!"

"You're making me try them on?" Kyon asked completely horrified.

"No, you idiot!" hollered Haruhi, "I am!"

Though he was no longer horrified he was gripped with another type of fear. As if he couldn't keep his eyes off her small figure when she was in her school uniform, the look on his face when she put on a kinky outfit would reveal his weakness to her.

"Can't you do it yourself, Haruhi?"

"No! Stop being such a pain in the ass Kyon and sit in the damn chair! I'll be out in a minute."

Obeying as always Kyon sat in the chair outside the dressing room and covered his face in his hands. This was going to be embarrassing. He needed to focus his mind on something else before she came back. He thought Mikuru but that was a bad idea.

Ever since the night Kyon had been in that closed space with Haruhi and they kissed, he couldn't think about anyone else. Though he still found Mikuru incredibly sexy he also realized she was unbelievably delicate, and fragile. Did Kyon really find her attractive once? Someone who he now saw as a younger sister?

Kyon was in a serious thought when Haruhi pulled back the curtain to the dressing room. She had had a hard time deciding between the sexier school girl uniform, or the skimpy princess outfit. In the end, she chose the school girl uniform, which consisted of a black tight tub-top, a short white collared shawl, and a skirt that barely covered anything. The outfit showed off her flat stomach and long legs, but she wondered if Mikuru could pull it off. She decided she needed Kyon's opinion.

"Kyon," Haruhi hollered, "Kyon!"

Haruhi watched him raise his head but she was too busy doing a full spin to see the look on his face, "So, what do you think?"