I do not have the time to turn this into a series. I don't. I'm dedicated to another story...not that it's really a monogamous relationship...
These are small moments of the lovelies being lazy. Again, close to 70 words long.
Tamaki looked out the window. The class 1-A boys were running today, and already one, one who was slow even by the girls' standards, was far behind. Tamaki felt this one's pain like his own.
The teacher called his name and bowed in deference and apology when he looked. "Will you please do the work, Suoh-sama?"
Tamaki looked out the window again. "Do the work yourself, sensei. I'm busy."
Kyouya opened his eyes and looked into blue ones. They then slid over to the window – still dark, but getting lighter.
Tamaki beamed. "I know what we'll do for the next Club Outing, Kyouya!"
Kyouya said nothing as his cell phone blearily appeared in his hand and he hit the speed dial. "I have an intruder. Use any force necessary."
The cell phone and the door clicked shut in unison.
Kaoru sighed and rubbed his eyes. "I'm finished with the Club for today, dearest."
Hikaru groaned. "Kyouya's showing the next clients over as we speak, my love."
"Will it be okay if I…?" Kaoru rolled his hand vaguely.
Hikaru smiled. "I'll get to come with you if I carry you."
The girls arrived, and, sooner after, Kaoru grasped his brother's sleeve as he paled and fainted. Hikaru carried him away heroically.
Mori sat in front of a statue, doing his part by looking refreshing, but not consciously. Kyouya said, "Mori, I know that Hunny is not here today, but now it's time for your clients."
Mori didn't move, or look at Kyouya. He had a now-wasted cake in his hands.
Kyouya nodded his understanding. "I'll tell them that you will recover when Hunny does, then."
Mori held the cake, all alone.
Hunny tilted his sippy cup higher and higher, draining the last of the sugary lemonade that Mori had gotten for him. From where he sat silently on the couch, letting the girls coo over him passively, he couldn't see the door.
When it slammed open, his brother in the doorway, Hunny covered his yawn with one hand and said for the first time, "Takashi, it's your turn."
Mori didn't argue.
Haruhi had a train to catch.
She set her dishes in the sink, yawned, and began to wash hers and her father's. She should really get down there.
Slowly, she picked up her book bag and folded her blazer over her arm. Should probably run, even.
She walked into the station as the early train pulled away.
How badly did she need to get to school an hour early, anyway?