A/N: Hello! I couldn't decide if I wanted to write about visiting Haruhi's house or Akira's first, so I told my friend to pick one or two. One was Akira's and two was Haruhi's, and he picked two, so here we go!

P.S: I skipped the beach part, but I'm going to get back to that after the Host Club goes to Haruhi's apartment and Akira's place.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club

*Chapter 7*

"Have you bought all of the food for the week, yet?" Akira asked Haruhi, walking down the commoner street. "To me it seems like you bought so little. I wouldn't know, since I have a big family."

"Yeah, I have all I need," Haruhi replied. The two of them were very slowly getting along better, and since it was Sunday, Haruhi finally decided to invite Akira over for the day.

"When does your-," Akira started, but then she abruptly stopped in her tracks, and her eyes narrowed. "Look."

Haruhi followed her friend's gaze and her jaw dropped open. In front of her apartment, there was a limo, with six familiar boys standing near it. They had already drawn a shocking amount of attention. She grinded her teeth together and they strode towards her apartment.

"Okay, now make sure you don't make Haruhi want us to go away," they heard Tamaki command to the rest.

"It's too late for that," Haruhi half-shouted, shaking in rage. "Go. Home. NOW!" Tamaki whirled around to see Haruhi, glaring at them, and Akira, looking rather bored.

"Haruhi! How lovely you look to-,"

"Shut the hell up and go away!"

"What are you doing here, anyway?" Akira asked, not really caring.

"We just happened to pass by the neighborhood," Tamaki said, shrugging.

"Tamaki decided to investigate the life of the Fujioka family," Kyoya stated at the exact same time.

"KYOYA!"

Just then, Haruhi's landlady came by.

"Excuse, Haruhi, is everything alright?" she asked worriedly. "Is it the yakuza? Should I call the police?"

"No, it's just-," Haruhi started, but Tamaki interrupted her, taking the landlady's hand.

"Pleased to meet you, madam," he said, exerting his Host Club manner. "I am one of Haruhi's friends."

As he continued to enchant the landlady, Akira glanced over to the other five boys. Honey was carrying a box, the twins were talking to each other, Mori was simply staring into space, and Kyoya was studying the crowd around them. Finally, Haruhi sighed.

"I guess you can have a peek, but that's it," she said.

"But Haru-chan, Haru-chan, I brought some cake!" Honey said with puppy dog eyes.

"….We'll have some tea, too."

'Haruhi, you bend too easily…' Akira thought, as Haruhi opened the door.

"… It's not... bad," Tamaki said.

"Shabby," Hikaru scoffed, which made Tamaki start pounding him. They all entered. As the Host Club boys started fussing over the fact that there weren't any slippers. Akira had already seen everything, though, and she walked into the living room, sat down on a cushion, started reading, and waited for the Host Club to leave.


"Aki-chan, what were you doing here?" Honey asked curiously, as Haruhi served some tea that Hikaru had given her. Akira shrugged.

"I was invited," she said simply. "Unlike some other people in this room right now." She looked over and saw the twins and Tamaki start a contest of some sort in the corner. "…. What are they doing?"

"No idea," Haruhi sighed, and Honey pulled out his box of cake.

"Haru-chan, what flavor do you want?" he asked.

"Well…. Strawberry, I guess," Haruhi replied slowly.

"Okay!" Honey said brightly, You, Takashi, and me will have strawberry. What flavor do you want, Aki-chan?"

Akira looked up, startled.

"Huh? Oh, uh…. I'll pass." Honey stared at her as she looked away. Then he whispered to Mori,

"She's a lot calmer today, ne?"

"Ah."

"Okay then! The rest can have whatever they want!" he told the other boys. They all ate silently.

"Ahhhh," Honey sighed. "After eating that cake, I'm getting really hungry."

"You're right, it is almost lunchtime," Hikaru said. The twins, Honey, and Tamaki all looked towards Haruhi and said in unison,

"What's for lunch?"

"Will you please…" Haruhi started, but then she sighed. "Never mind."

"Hey, Haruhi," Kyoya finally spoke up. "Since we're the ones intruding on you, we can give you money to go buy something you like."

"…No, I think if I use your money, it'll probably add on to my debt," Haruhi said, looking at Kyoya suspiciously.

"It was the money that we gained selling your notebook."

"….." she stared at him, and then sighed again. "Alright… my friend has a good sushi shop nearby. I'll go over there and get some. I think they have some high quality stuff."

Tamaki flinched when he heard her say that and quickly wrote a note to her, thrusting it in her hands.

"Even if the sushi says "premium"… it might not be high quality… be careful." Haruhi glared at him and crumpled up the paper, throwing it in the trash can. She turned towards Akira, who was absent-mindedly smoothing out the pages of a dog eared book. "Akira….san, can you make sure they don't destroy the house when I'm gone?"

"Sure…" Akira frowned. "Don't call me that."

"What?"

"Don't call me Akira-san."

"Oh…"

"I want to eat something you made, Haru-chan!" Honey beamed up at Haruhi. Tamaki and the twins gaped at Honey.

"Honey-senpai!"

"So daring!"

"We ourselves were holding back!" Haruhi looked over at the clock, ignoring them.

"I can do that, but it will take a long time…"

"That's fine, I can wait!" Honey smiled, while the threesome fell over.

"… W-we should've… asked her…"


"What's holding those two up?" Akira peered back into the doorway. Everyone except for Tamaki and Haruhi were outside the apartment door, waiting for the missing two to come out so they could go to the supermarket.

"We're going to a commoner market, we're going to a commoner market," the twins chanted, and started running ahead. Honey quickly followed them, then Mori, Kyoya, and Akira trailing behind, not really wanting to go. Kyoya glanced over his shoulder and saw Akira gazing off again. She was dressed in clothes that made people unable to tell if she was a really handsome boy or a beautiful girl.

"You seem… distracted," he observed out loud. They passed a tranny as they walked down the stairs. Akira hesitated, not sure which words would be too informative.

"… I don't do this a lot," she shrugged nonchalantly.

"No one does, except for Haruhi."

"Whatever. Just, be quiet, okay?" The twins, Honey, and Mori, came running back to them.

"Let's head back and make sure Haru-chan and Tama-chan are okay!" Honey said. Pretending that Kyoya's conversation had never happened, Akira turned around and walked back to Haruhi's apartment, only to find the tranny torturing Tamaki inside.

"Oh, so that tranny we passed was actually Haruhi's dad!" the twins exclaimed.


"So you're the Host Club I've been hearing about!" Ranka said. "You're a fine set of boys… and girl," he added. "You can call me Ranka-san. That's my professional name at the place I work at."

"Like a stage name?" Honey asked.

"Bingo, Mitsukuni-kun!"

"Huh? How do you know my name?"

"Haruhi talks about us?" the twins asked, genuinely surprised.

"No, I talk to Kyoya-kun on the phone," Ranka said, smiling.

"EHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!?" everyone shouted, except for Ranka, Kyoya, and Akira. Akira was watching the conversation uninterestedly.

"Kyoya…." Tamaki started, almost growling.

"I'm just giving weekly reports," Kyoya said coolly. "Of course, that should be your job, shouldn't it?"

"Dad…." Haruhi said, her rage obvious. "YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU TALKED WITH KYOYA-SENPAI!" she stalked out of the room. "I'm going to the supermarket. Alone."

After the door slammed, it was quiet.

"Who wants to go have some fun?" Ranka said, with a gleam in his eye.


At the supermarket, Akira watched Ranka talk to Tamaki quietly, both of them staring at Haruhi. Honey was being pushed in a cart by Mori, the twins were running around, like usual, and Kyoya was comparing prices between two different bags of rice.

"Akira Sohma, is it?" Ranka said, right next to her. She half-jumped. "Nice to meet you." Akira nodded at him.

"Same here."

"You're actually the only one Haruhi has talked about," Ranka continued.

"Wait," Akira interrupted, her eyes narrowing. "What has she said about me?"

"It was a long time ago," he said, waving his hand in the air. "She just said that there was a girl in the Host Club who actually had a brain. I learned your name from Kyoya-kun, but not much more."

"… Oh."

"Anyway, I'd like to thank you," Ranka said, dead serious. "You're probably one of the reasons that Haruhi is still actually sane, being in the Host Club and all."

"Erm… right," Akira said, feeling awkward. She was more used to handling adults than kids, but still… "You're welcome."


"That was good!" Honey sighed in satisfaction. Everyone was gathered around Haruhi's table and had just finished eating.

"We have school tomorrow," the twins both complained. Akira looked down at her watch.

"I need to go," she said abruptly, standing up and heading for the door. Just as she was about to exit the apartment, she turned around. "Um… Thanks for inviting me, see you tomorrow, I guess," she muttered awkwardly, and then left, closing the door after her.

"… That was sudden," Ranka remarked. One by one, everyone in the Host Club left, except Haruhi, to their homes. They would meet again the next day.

None of my last sentence endings sounded right, for some reason…. Anyway, hoped you liked it! The next chapter is going to be about the Host Club going to Akira's house!