Disclaimer. I'm not Bisco Okubo (Ohkubo), Atsushi Hatori, Bisco Hatori, or Atsushi Okubo (Ohkubo). Like what I did there?

A Growing Storm
Monday

Haruhi chased after the twins. When they stopped, Haruhi managed to catch up and paused, too. It was the start of a new week. They were skipping club to take on another mission.

"What took you so long?" Hikaru questioned.

"Sorry. It's my bag."

"Which you don't need." mentioned Kaoru.

Haruhi stood her ground. "I need something to do when we go on these."

Hikaru started to say something, but his brother gave him a 'shut up now' expression. Haruhi acted as if she hadn't seen the exchange.

"Are we going to find that kishin egg? We don't have all day."

With that comment the three continued their search.

Tuesday

Ayanokoji strolled into the Third Music Room. Tamaki was surrounded by girls, as usual.

She tapped one of the girls' shoulder and gave her an easy to read look once she turned.

"Oh! Sorry Ayanokoji." the weapon scooted over immediately.

The meister settled into the space on the couch beside Tamaki.

"Ah! Princess how kind of you to join us!"

"Haruhi, you're life sounds interesting!" one of the ladies said.

"It's not glamorous."

"But that's the point!" another girl replied.

It was Tuesday and Haruhi didn't have a mission to go on with the twins, so of course they were in club entertaining their fellow students.

"Would any of you care for another glass of lemonade?" Haruhi inquired.

The three girls sitting at her table all answered with a yes and a smile.

Haruhi got up from her seat and headed to a nearby table covered in pitchers, glasses, plates, forks, and sweets. Though, Haruhi figured that Hunny and Mori's table rivaled this one in the amount of desserts category.

As she placed two glasses back on her table and returned to fill the last one she spotted the twins standing and re-enacting something.

"I do hope you clean this up." Kyoya's voice invaded Haruhi's dazed mind.

She looked down and saw that she'd over poured the glass. Lemonade was flowing down and onto the table cloth.

"Oh, yes, I'll wipe it up. Sorry Kyoya-sempai."

She placed the pitcher down and grabbed for the napkins.

"What had your attention?"

"Huh? Oh, the twins." She finished cleaning the table and a thought popped up. She glanced up at Kyoya.

"Would you happen to know what they're doing over there?"

Kyoya peered at the girl from behind his glasses. "They're acting out your mission from yesterday."

Great they're lying and didn't even fill me in on it. "Oh. Thanks."

Kyoya watched the girl turn from the table and start returning to her own.

"Haruhi," he called. "Your glass."

Ha! The poor guy spills the whole thing and then forgets to bring the glass? How could the Hitachiin brothers be weapons for... for that!

Ayanokoji flipped her hair as she 'listened' to Tamaki's story.

This whole thing is a joke.

Wednesday

"Here are your quizzes from last Friday. If you don't want next week's test grade to look like this then I suggest studying now." the teacher announced. He called on a boy from the front row to pass the graded pages out.

Haruhi tucked her 97 into her binder. She'd answered only one question incorrectly; it was one that covered a topic she hadn't learned yet.

The twins received hundreds, and if Haruhi had known that she would have been shocked.

There was no club that day, so the twins headed home once classes ended. Haruhi made her way to one of the four gigantic school libraries. Nobody's here. Of course.

Maybe everyone hired people to do their classwork for them. Some could be out on missions right now.

Oh well, she decided. Thinking about the daily activities of other students wasn't going to get her history homework accomplished.

The work was finished in about fifteen minutes. The library was opened for around fourty-five more, so she stayed to get ahead in the mandatory reading for another class.

"Is anyone sitting here?"

Haruhi glanced up to see the face of a girl from one of her classes. "It's free."

"Thanks." she sat down and unrolled the magazine she carried.

There was a brief time after that when things between them were quiet. Suddenly, the girl asked, "You're in my second period, right?"

"Yes. I'm Haruhi Fujioka." she introduced herself.

"Misa Mura. I'm a weapon, and correct me if I'm mistaken, you're a meister."

"You're not mistaken."

"My partner says you're in the Host Club here."

"Yeah, I'm a host." Haruhi tried not to let her uncomfortableness show in her response.

Misa made a non-intelligible sound and then glanced at her watch. "Well," she looked back up at Haruhi, "thanks for the seat. Got to run."

That was really... strange.

When Misa exited the library she whispered out loud, "You can stop worrying. That guy is by no means competition. He was reading a book for one of his classes."

Her meister huffed. "I don't like him."

Misa sighed as she and Koji headed home. "I know you don't like him. He's taken up fourty percent of our conversations recently."

"Hhmm."

"I still don't understand why you're hung up on him. Last time I checked Tamaki was straight-"

"Tamaki is straight!" Ayanokoji roared.

Misa thanked Shinigami that only the birds heard her friend's outburst. "Obviously."

"Misa, I know you don't understand this, but trust me. That boy doesn't belong in that club or this school."

Better drop the subject now.

The rest of the walk home was done in a not too comfortable nor too awkward silence.

Thursday

"Mr. Hikaru, Mr. Kaoru, your parents will be returning this weekend." one of their servants informed them as they came into the dining room for breakfast.

"Huh." was the boys' only reply.

Misa made sure to watch the boy in second period that was driving her meister crazy... in a bad way.

Hmm, sits by his weapons, but doesn't talk with them. Doesn't talk with anyone else, either. Geez this guy must be a by the book kind of person.

"Bet he's never gotten detention once," she mumbled to herself.

"We're missing club today. Got our third mission." Hikaru said to his cell.

"Hikaru, you should be taking missions everyday."

"Yeah, yeah. Mother Haruhi, not me."

Kyoya groaned. "I'm not mothering you."

"Riight. Whatever. We got to go."

"Hika-"

The phone was already closed before Kyoya could finish his sentence.

Kyoya Ohtori immediately began calculating things in his head.

Tamaki and I only need forty-seven more souls. Hunny and Mori need forty-three. I'm positive Hikaru and Kaoru would want to stay even in their amounts. A second groan escaped Kyoya in less than five minutes.

By the time those three finally catch up with us there won't be any evil left in this world.

Next Chapter: Among Rose Bushes in Rain

UPDATED 8/20/2013