Haruhi Fujioka shifted her weight on the low concrete wall. The abrasive surface bit into her legs and left splotches of red and white on her calves. She fished around in her knapsack for her water bottle. She took a long gulp and brushed her bangs to the side.

"So, no one saw where he went?" She looked up at Mori. He had one leg propped up on the wall beside her. He slumped over with crossed arms and supported his upper body on his knee. She wasn't getting much of a read on his mood. His face expressed nothing and he was as taciturn as ever.

"I wouldn't be concerned. He is a third year student after all." Kyoya conjectured as he thumbed through a wad of bills. Naturally they had run across a few of their fans. Naturally they all wanted photos with the club members in front of the garden at the center of the park. Even more naturally Kyoya had meticulously encouraged them to make a "generous donation" towards future photo ops. Haruhi rolled her eyes as he pocketed the cash. Would it ever be possible for them to go somewhere and just enjoy themselves without him thinking about work and money? With a sigh she acknowledged that it was nice to not be wearing a frilly dress. She was much more comfortable in her shorts and masculine tee-shirt.

"I'm not really worried," she replied "but I do need to get home at some point. I have chores to do and homework and then dinner to prepare. We all came together so I don't think we can very well leave without him." The twins linked arms and pressed their palms together. They whined in unison.

"Hey Haruhi…"

"…since we did give you a ride…"

"…you wouldn't mind…"

"…if we stayed over for supper?"

"Absolutely not!" Haruhi cried in indignation. "Don't you think that's a little presumptuous? You don't just invite yourself over to someone's home, you know. Tamaki, what are you staring at?"

Tamaki Suou clasped his cheeks like a flirtatious school girl. His eyes were glossed over as he leaned in close to Haruhi.

"Your…water…bottle…has little…butterflies and hearts. It's so cute!" He squealed.

"Well it wasn't exactly my choice. My dad bought it for me. It seems wasteful to not use it and it was on sale." Haruhi stood with resolve. "I suppose we should go start looking for him."

She was nearly bowled over by a girl close to her own age. Her long brown hair hung down her back. Pieces of it were pulled away from her face with yellow ribbons. Her features were streaked with duress. Haruhi also noticed that her arms were wrapped around a picture frame. The photo was pressed into the girl's chest and Haruhi didn't see a need to pry about it. She didn't even know this person after all!

"Oh dear! I am so sorry! Are you ok?" She bowed fervently.

Haruhi chuckled uneasily and scratched the back of her head. "It's alright. I'm sorry. I was sort of standing right in the middle of everything."

"No, no, no." She gushed. "I'm the one who should be sorry for not watching where I'm going. You could say I have a habit of accidently running into people. I am so so sorry."

Haruhi smiled warmly. The girl's excessive politeness was simultaneously charming and a bit exhausting. "Well no damage done."

"I'm so glad." She seemed genuinely relieved. "You're such a gentleman. Well, I really need to get moving. Sorry again."

She scurried off without even introducing herself. Haruhi watched her go with a smile. Even after all her time as a club member it was still kind of strange being addressed as a boy. It was sort of fun too. It was almost like cosplaying every day of the year. Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad.

Tohru stopped to catch her breath and looked around again. That was so embarrassing. I can't believe I just barreled into him like that. At least he was understanding about it. I'm such a klutz huh, Mom. Now where is Momiji?

"Miss Honda, you really shouldn't take off like that." Yuki strolled up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. He had a fuming Kyo in tow.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Tohru blushed. "I was just so worried about Momiji I rushed off to find him."

"That's all well and good but it wouldn't do for us to lose you too. Then we'd have even more people we need to find." Yuki patiently explained.

"Oh! You're right. I guess I hadn't thought about that." She admitted sheepishly.

"You didn't think at all!" Kyo piped up while shaking a fist. Yuki cast him an unpleasant sidelong glance and Kyo glared in response. "What are you looking at, Rat boy?"

"You don't think creating a scene like a petulant child and being rude to Miss Honda will help with the task at hand, do you?" Yuki chastised him in a flat tone akin to a single mother who had just had enough already. Kyo's temper flared as he was condescended to.

"Look! All I know is that it's hot out. I'm starving and I'm not interested in any of the food here when that fried leek stand is stinking up the place. I also know I didn't even want to be here! I wouldn't be if it weren't for that little brat making such a damn fuss!"

"Hmmm." Tohru cast her gaze downward. "In that case I suppose I owe you an apology too. I was one of the people in favor of going. Momiji was just so excited and it sounded like such a fun way to spend the day together. I guess I didn't stop to consider that it might not be everyone's cup of tea."

Yuki's eyes narrowed into slits. "Are you satisfied?" He asked his fellow zodiac. Kyo's ears almost seemed to fold closer to his head and he arched his back.

"I…I. Look that's not what I meant! I just… Oh screw it! You can slap me if you want." He offered a cheek to Tohru who giggled at his awkwardness.

"I'll try calling him again." Yuki pulled a slender phone from his pocket and tapped a few buttons. Almost instantly Tohru's small purse began to buzz. She opened it in confusion and pulled out a pink sticker covered cell phone. She blinked as if just remembering something.

"Oh yeah! That's right. He gave it to me to hold when he went on a swing ride."

Kyo exploded, his hair standing on edge. "Why the hell does he even own a cell if he's not going to carry the damn thing? Doesn't that defeat the whole purpose?"

Across the park, Momiji patted his pocket. "Haha. I guess I never took it back from Tohru."

"Do you know any of their numbers?" Mitsukuni inquired.

Momiji giggled "Nope."

"Oh well." Mitsukuni remained undeterred. "I suppose we'll just have to find them the old fashioned way." He winked and gave a cheerful thumbs up. "Where was the last place you saw them? Momiji paused to consider this.

"I think it was over by the games." He pulled a wadded up map out of his other pocket. The two of them squeezed close together and studied the various lines, blocks and zones. They were standing in a large open green adjacent to the Gift Shop District. All around them, couples and families picnicked in peaceful bliss. Rather than trying to squeeze back between the booths it would make more sense to cross the Ridiculous Rides in front of them so they'd end up on Main Street which bisected that portion. Once they were on that path it would be a straight shot to the games where Momiji's friends would (hopefully) still be. Mitsukuni nodded at Momiji.

"I know exactly what we're gonna do."

"Alright!" Momiji folded the map as carefully as he could and put it back in his pocket. He had only known Honey for a short time but he trusted him completely. After all, he had stood up for him. There was more to it than that. He had a very sweet energy about him. Momiji could implicitly tell that Honey was a good person.

They crossed the lawn with ease. Once their feet hit gravel path they were immersed in a maze of walkways, lines for rides, and pedestrians. They were bumped into from every direction and a few people cut between them. Momiji reached out and grasped Honey's hand. He slipped his fingers between Honey's and squeezed tightly.

"Now we'll stick together!" His cohort grinned. They moved along at a nice clip that was a cross between a skip and a walk. Between them, their arms swung back and forth like a pendulum always joined by their clasped hands.

"Hey! Do you want to sing a song with me?" Momiji suddenly asked.

"What song?"

"It's one that I made up. It was kind of about me but I think I can make it about you too."

"But if you made it up I won't know the words."

"Don't worry about that. It's super easy to learn. Would you like to try?"

"Sounds like fun!"

"Here we go." Momiji cleared his throat. "Who's in the forest strolling? The birds and the bees sing Momiji!" Momiji thought a little bit more"The frogs in the pond are calling Honey-chan, yes, it's true. The trees raise their leaves together. Who needs the sun when I've got you." On the second time around Honey joined. Their walk became a full on frolic as both their voices wrung out like wind chimes.

"Who's in the forest strolling? The birds and the bees sing Momiji! The frogs in the pond are calling Honey-chan, yes, it's true. The trees raise their leaves together. Who needs the sun when I've got you." They spilled out onto the asphalt giddy and laughing up a storm. Honey swept Momiji up and spun him around while he squealed in delight.

"Weeeeeee! Weeeeeee!" He was still yelping when Honey put him down. All around them more visitors streamed in from under the large entrance banner. Various jugglers and performers were entertaining them for spare change. There was even an elaborately costumed clown selling custom balloon animals.

Facing each other, Momiji took Honey's hands and stared into his eyes. "I'm so happy I met you. I'm having tons of fun."

The clown's voice wrung out from behind them. She hadn't made any animals in an hour and she was getting desperate. She turned around and who should she happen to see but two rosy cheeked kids. Bingo, she thought, they'll eat this act up.

"Hello, hello, hello! Aren't you a couple of cuties. You look like you could be brothers. How's about Mama Buggy makes you some balloon friends almost as delightful as you." That's when she bent down and wrapped her arms around Momiji.