Not as quick an update as I had hoped but oh well. Short yes, my apologies. Boring also, even more apologies. Things get interesting next chap though don't worry =)
The weeks passed and Kyoya's life continued in the same pattern as it had for the past five years. His woke up, went to work and then came home. And each evening when he was up late, doing something for work, Haruhi would bring him coffee.
But one thing troubled him.
The scent of lavender.
By now, Fujioka Haruhi should have faded into the background just like all his other staff. He shouldn't notice each time she opened the door and bought in a tray of coffee. He shouldn't notice how the scent of lavender clung to everything she touched.
And he certainly shouldn't dream of her.
Kyoya Ohtori's life seemed monotonous, Haruhi decided as she shut the door behind for the one-hundred and seventy second time and saw that the clock on the wall read 7.30 and 28 seconds exactly. Oh wait now, she thought, he wanted the coffee three minutes and two seconds earlier than last night. Well maybe he wasn't as robot like as she had first thought.
Haruhi tugged at the collar of her dress and sighed. Really this job wasn't that hard she thought, it fitted nicely in with her study and only required that she carry a tray of coffee back and forth every hour or so.
She could get used to this.
Unfortunately for Haruhi things did not last.
This is the part where I thank my reviewers...but there weren't any *burst into tears* :'(