Dear viewers,

:D I'm sick today. My throut is sooooo sore that I can't even talk. All my friends are at school right now, and I'm at home taking pills that my mom keeps giving me. I feel so icky. I wanna be at school. not at hoommmmme... D: today is not my lucky day...

URGENT MESSAGE!

Someone, On chapter three, commented "I loved this chapter! Love ya lots!" and they DIDN'T HAVE A USERNAME! I have an anonomous reviewer! I hope I'm not being haunted. YIKES! DD: I PROMISE I WILL FIND WHO MY ANONOMOUS REVIEWER IS! I WILL SOLVE THIS MYSTERY! (if u are this anonomous reviewer, don't tell me, I wanna see if I can solve this mystery...) xD

~NumberSixteen

Haruhi stacked the last box on top of the others. She turned and rested her arm on it. She took one last look at her apartment before Hikaru entered. "Ready to go?"

Haruhi turned to him, "Y-Yeah. Lets get these boxes and get out of here." She lifted the box again and carried it out to the car. Hikaru grabbed the last two and brought them out.

Haruhi got in the car as he went up to the apartment and shut the door.

"Okay." He said, climbing into the car, "Ready to start your new life?"

Haruhi looked at him, "Yeah."

Hikaru took her hand and and began to drive away.

In no time at all, they were at the new building they would be living in. The penthouse was at the top.

A man came and took the boxes. They would be sent up to their penthouse for them.

Hikaru squeezed her hand, "Do you want to go upstairs and unpack? Or do you want to do something else?"

As much as Haruhi didn't want to go upstairs, she agreed and he led to to the elevator.

He pulled her into the elevator and pressed the button. He squeezed her hand in excitement.

Haruhi started to grow a little bit excited herself, but of course she didn't show it.

Once they reached the penthouse floor, the went to the doorway. Hikaru slid the key into the slot and opened the door.

"Oh my god." Haruhi whispered.

The room had been repainted a sleek grey and black with hints of gold and other colors mixed in.

The entire place had been refurnished.

"What have you done?" Haruhi muttered.

Hikaru grinned, "It's a house-warming gift from me to you! And it's an early birthday present. What do you think?"

Haruhi glared at him, "I think our children are already spoiled."

Hikaru grinned devilishly, "You're already thinking about kids?"

Haruhi continued to glare at him without saying a word, but Hikaru simply rolled his eyes and took her hand to begin draggering her through the entire penthouse. He started by giving her a tour of the kitchen. It had all the newest and nicest equiptment. It really was very nice, but Haruhi wouldn't admit it. Then, he hauled her into her office. It had a new computer, printer, and a nice desk with a comfortable spinny chair. It was fairly large. The bedroom was huge. It had a brand new king bed with sleek silver comforter and a bunch of new fluffy pillows. The walls were decorated with photos from high school and any special occasions, like when the host club went to disneyland. Tamaki ended up passing out from the dizzy ride he rode a million times, Kyoya got sick, and Mori was green. That was not the best idea the host club ever had.

There were many other rooms in the penthouse that were just as nice as all the other ones.

Haruhi really liked it, but she knew that if she so much as HINTED it, Hikaru would never stop picking on her. She simply nodded at the appropriate times, and when he turned away, she'd admire the room she was in.

Once they'd finished making their way through, they found themselves back in the living room, where Haruhi informed Hikaru he would be sleeping in there that night.

"What?" He responded, exasperated.

"You did all this without telling me. As a punishment, you are going to sleep here tonight." Haruhi crossed her arms.

Hikaru gaped at her, "Come on Haruhi! Please! I wanna be with you during your first night here!"

"Don't make me add to you punishment." Haruhi warned him.

"Come on! Please Haruhi!" Hikaru pressed.

Haruhi just glared at him, "You asked for it. No kissing. For a week."

Hikaru could have passed out at that point, but he just stood and stared blankly at Haruhi. When he came back around he pouted, "Why are you so mean to me Haruhi?"

Haruhi just shrugged and sat down on the couch and flipped the on switch for the television.

Hikaru sat down beside her and sulked.

Haruhi felt the slightest grin pulling on the corners of her mouth.

Okaaaay!

Sorry i took so long. But I feel better now. :)

Before I go, I would like to thank my anonomous reviewer. I don't know HOW i'm going to find out your identity, but I am determined!

You know what would be awesome? (This is to the anonomous reviewer) IF YOU LEFT ME A CLUE!

YESSSSS! That would be awesome. :D I am gonna be a nancy drew. :D wooo!

Okaaaay!

I think I'm done here. I will try to be better about updating, but I'm soooooooooooo busy! :D And I'll try to update my other story eventually too.

You know, Reality Ouran? Yeahhhhh... Just apologizing for my laziness on that story... I'm sorry!

I haven't quite given up on that story yet! I just don't know if I want it to be a Tamaki or a Hikaru story... I don't know... Any ideas?

I'll try to post a pole on my whatcha-ma-call-it... PROFILE! :D

I'm so smart... xD (just joking!)

see ya all later! :D

Merci!

~NumberSixteen