Wow I had a really serious case of writers block with this chapter, hance why its been so long since an update. Sorry.
Narita Airport was, by all accounts, huge. Haruhi had only ever been to an airport once before in her life, when she was small she had gone with her parents to meet one of her aunts who had flown in from Sapporo. But that had only been a domestic airport, comparing that to Narita was like comparing an ant to a horse.
As the taxi slowly approached the airport, Haruhi was secretly glad for Tachibana's extremely specific directions regarding how to get the terminal they were to leave from. It was a private terminal, of course, as was the jet they would be taking to Hawaii, but that didn't mean it was any easier to find.
The taxi pulled up at the drop off bay Tachibana's instruction had indicated and Haruhi was relieved to see Aishima, another of Ohtori's bodyguards/personal assistants/dog's body/whatever else one could possibly imagine, step forward to meet her.
"Hello Haruhi," he said, insisting on taking her luggage from the taxi driver and carrying it into the airport, "All packed?" he asked with a grin.
Haruhi returned his smile with one of her own, "Provided my father didn't repack everything for me when I wasn't looking,"
He laughed and they walked together into the airport where the other members of Kyoya's entourage waited. While her luggage was taken away to be checked in, Haruhi looked around in wonder. Akane, another of the maids who often took the same shifts as Haruhi looked up when she came in and beckoned her over.
"It's amazing isn't it?" she gushed, gesturing around her. Haruhi could only nod mutely, caught in bizarre mix of horror and awe. The terminal looked like it had cost a fortune and it most likely had she realised. It was richly carpeted, walls adorned with paintings that were, no doubt, ridiculously expensive and the chairs! The chairs were the most comfortable chairs she had ever had the privilege to plant her behind on. Actually they were less like 'chairs' and more like the recliners in the numerous lounge rooms of the Ohtori mansion.
If this was the terminal, Haruhi almost dreaded the plane. She couldn't even begin to imagine the lavish amount of money that would have been spent on the private jet to ensure maximum comfort for the occupants. Akane seemed to be following her train of thought;
"Wait until you see the plane," she laughed, "Even in our part it's like a five star hotel with wings!"
"I dread to imagine it," Haruhi replied, still completely dumbstruck by the extravagance of it all. Was it really necessary for there to be Persian rugs and silk hangings in an airport terminal?
Kyoya smirked to himself as the limousine rolled up to the airport terminal and he tucked the packet deeper into his pocket. He told himself that the only reason he was looking forward to this so much was because Fujioka was such an amusing person to tease.
His luggage was already in the airport so Kyoya did not have to linger long before getting on the plane. He waited until it was an hour into the flight before he called Haruhi to him. Dutifully, she bought a tray of coffee with her.
Kyoya eyed her as he slowly sipped the coffee, and found to his amusement it irked her.
"Do you know, Fujioka-san, that there are very few things in this world that I find truly amusing?" He asked philosophically as he set down the china mug.
Haruhi's annoyed frown deepened slightly, "I don't find it surprising," she replied blandly. Kyoya chuckled.
"Well, be that as it may, I'll share one of these amusing facts with you," he paused then to take another purposely slow sip, "One thing that I find incredibly amusing is that your father seems to be under the impression that there is a condom shortage in Hawaii."
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And a special mention the Scherherazade who correctly guessed what Haruhi left behind =)