"Kyon!!!" Haruhi nearly yelled out the name in the SOS club room, even though it was so small, just saying the word was sufficient enough to warrant complaint from Yuki while she was reading. "Kyon…" She looked around.

"He is clearly not in the room."

Haruhi looked over to the quiet female in the corner. "Excuse me?"

"The person you are currently searching for at an extremely high level of noise is obviously not in this room. If you wish to find him, I would suggest looking elsewhere." Yuki looked back to her book after giving Haruhi a good amount of attention.

Haruhi was standing tall, but she gave this up in favor of a thinking stance, bending her torso over just enough to make it possible to coolly drum her fingers on the table and carefully rest her other hand on her hip. "I suppose." She looked over to Mikuru, who was making tea. "But I'm takin' you with me!"

Mikuru looked to Haruhi and her cheeks immediately turned a light shade of pink as terror struck her. "What? Why! What are you going to do!"

"I just need some company and Yuki isn't any fun." Haruhi walked over to Mikuru and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her towards the door.

"But, Ms Suzumiya! The tea!" She put her arms out as if she could magically reach the long distance there was between the now shutting door and the tea pot.

"Oh, don't worry! Yuki'll do it." The door slammed. Then Haruhi opened it slightly yelling. "But if you see him tell him I'm looking for him, okay, Yuki?"

She nodded.

Yuki looked to the door at that phrase. 'She'd do it'. She turned to the stove and watched the tea pot. After a few seconds it began to make a loud noise and Yuki continued to stare. Finally, she stood and put her book on her chair, walking to the stove. It was right about the time she was taking the teapot off of the burner that Kyon walked in.

He was pretty surprised, actually, to see her doing something other than reading in the club room. "Hey, Yuki."

"Hello." She looked back to the teapot, then to him. "Would you like to drink some?"

He set his bag on the end of the table and then walked up close to where the window was. "Definitely!"

She got two cups and poured some. He took a sip as she was turning the stove off. "Wow, this is really good. Thanks, Yuki."

"It is Mikuru's tea, I must admit."

He looked down into the cup. "Oh," then, turning up to meet her eyes, he said, "Well, you still did an excellent job with the ending part of it. Thanks."

She looked down at her cup, then took a sip. "You are welcome."

"Yuki." He stared at her intently. "Have you ever…or rather," He realized that he pretty much knew the answer to this question. "Can you…smile?"

She looked up at him. "Smile?"

He nodded, slightly. "Yeah, like emotions shown on your face. Here, watch." He smiled a regular smile – not too gaudy, but enough that she'd recognize a change. "Do you think you could do that?"

She thought about it. "Why would I need to?"

"Well, so people around you could tell how you are feeling. Like, if you smile, then people would know that you are happy about something, or you think it's funny. Or, if you frown, then they know you are sad, or maybe mad. If your entire face lights up, then you're surprised." He showed her each expression. "Do you kind of see what I mean? That way, even when you aren't talking…you are still communicating."

She held her teacup, steadily. "So…the way I conduct my face, adds to the manner of my speech. So that others can tell how I am feeling with more ease."

"Yes! That's it." Kyon smiled.

"So, you were happy about how I just figured that out." He immediately calmed his face.

"Well, yeah. Yeah! You're right. So, why don't you try some of the emotions? You try smiling!" He sat forward. "What I just did, try it."

She just stared at him. "Smile?"

"Yes. Smile. Like this." He smiled, confidently; no teeth showing." She kept staring at him. "Okay. Well, just...bring the sides of your mouth up or higher on your face." She did it. "Good! Now your mouth is in a crescent shape. Can you tell?"

She put her hand up to her face, feeling her lips. "Yes."

"Good job, you definitely just smiled. In fact…" He looked around until he found a mirror in Mikuru's bag. "Sorry Mikuru…" Then he brought it over. "I want you to see both of us smiling so you can tell.

"Oh."

He brought the mirror up and he smiled, telling her to do the same. It took her a while, but eventually she got it. Then he laughed at the sight of Yuki smiling, especially next to him.

"What?" She turned to look at him.

"Nothing! Nothing." She just looked…really cute. He laughed quietly to himself, again.

"Thank you." He turned to her.

"What?"

"For teaching me. Thank you." She stared, emotionless. "I have heard of this word before, and have seen this expression, but had not known how to achieve it. Thank you for showing me."

"Oh." He laughed softly "Of course, Yuki. Anytime!" She stood and walked around the table, standing by his chair. He looked up at her. Finally, he got the hint and stood up as well.

As they were standing right next to each other she reached her arms out and gave him a hug. True, it was somewhat stiff and awkward, but she had engaged it herself, and she seemed to know what it meant. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness. He brought his arms up and around, hugging her, back. He closed his eyes.

When she stepped back, she sat back in her seat.

Kyon took a deep breath, somewhat reeling from what had just happened. He sat there, thinking, trying to get up his nerve to ask her something. What would it be, go to a movie, to dinner – something? Maybe? Oh, if he could only get up the nerve. She had! Then, all of the sudden he heard a very loud noise coming down the hall – no – storming down the hall.

Yuki looked up to the door as well. Then it changed to a voice. "Kyon!!!" Yuki stood and began walking back to her book and chair.

"Oh," She turned to him, "I failed to relay the message - Ms. Suzumiya is looking for you." She smiled just a little.