Hey, just wanted to give a shout-out to my friend Liz from Mori and the Mouse princes, who turned 14 the week this was posted! Happy Birthday Liz!!

Don't own what I don't own...

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I stood alone in the Dojo. My uniform draped over my body and properly tied, but for no one but myself. Afternoon training was done now. I had stayed at school for too long to do any training with Honey, so I would have to see to my own training. In horse riding I stood before the sandbag, punching the guts out of it, but every so often the energy I unleashed onto the bag would back lash and swing the sack of sand back at me. I needed someone to hold it for me.

"What are you doing?" A critical young voice said. I looked across the empty room and saw Yasuchika in the doorway, casting his shadow towards me.

"Training."

"You'll never get any proper training done by yourself." He turned ready to leave when I called,

"What if you helped me?"

Chika stopped in mid stride as if insulted by my request. "Why should I help you?"

"Because you said it yourself, I need someone to help me train, so why not you?"

"Do you think I'd help someone like you to become a better fighter?"

"You'd help Honey, and he's your rival."

"You don't understand." His voice turned to ice. Bitter and cold like an uncaring blizzard.

"I do. I have two siblings who also study the same martial art as me. And I know what it's like to respect them so much, but no matter how hard you try," I thought back to all the fights I had against my siblings. My sister was so talented and my brother, I always had a hard time fighting him, he was my little brother and I hated hurting him. "You always are just a short compared to them. And it's frustrating. You want to stand next to them, but it always feels like it's just out of your reach."

"You're brother and sister train too."

"Yeah. And they are so much better then me, I don't think I'll ever meet them as their equal."

"I still don't see why I should help you."

"Because, even if you are not Honey's equal, at lest you never have any doubt that he loves you and respects you. Not like me. My brother and sister have no respect for me and their sister or a martial artist. I'm envious you, Yasuchika."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Even though your brother is so different from you and you constantly say that you don't like him, he still loves you. But for me...no matter how nice I am to my siblings, I'm just a dog to them. To them...I'm nothing."

"You think that I'm lucky? That even though my brother is alien to me I should be satisfied with him loving me?"

"Yes. Because I am so different from my siblings and they don't like that about me. Honey doesn't care if you are different from him, he is happy to have you for a brother. You must be a great little brother if he feels that way."

"You think...I'm great?"

"Yes, who wouldn't?"

Chika's eye dropped to his feet. "Do you want me to hold the sand bag for you?"

I cracked a smile at his offer. I had finally appealed to his soul. He finally understands that I know what it's like to be him. Maybe now we can get along.

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"Where are you off to Honey?" I asked then next morning at breakfast.

"Haruhi's new friend Mei wants to spend the day with us!"

"W-when did you meet Mei?"

"When we followed Haruhi yesterday and found her with Mei."

"I see, so that's why you guys didn't come back. So what am I supposed to do all day?"

"Stacy~!"

"Ah!" I jumped out of my chair when I heard Hana's voice coo to me. "What is it?" I looked over my shoulder to the woman.

"We get to go shopping today!! Won't that be fun?!"

"Yeah. Sure..." I was a little out of breath from having my heart restarted. "What time we leaving?"

"Now!" She grabbed me and dragged me off to the car.

Wait!!! What about breakfast!?!? NOO~!!!!

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That evening I collapsed on my bed with Honey sitting on a chair.

"That was brutal." I moaned.

"Really?" The Lolita boy asked, munching on a piece of cake with Usa-chan dangling from his arm.

"Yeah. I had no idea 'power-shopping' would take so much energy...Ah.....So how was your day with Mae?"

"It's Mei."

"Yeah, whatever how was your day?"

"Great! We rode the train all around the tracks, and then we went to Sugamo and had anmisu and senbei and shaved ice and dango and....."

I could tell I made the mistake of asking him who his day was....I just dug myself my own grave...

"Oh! And Kyo-chan wanted me to give you something!"

"Kyoya...wanted to give me something?" I started blushing and fidgeting. Somehow the thought of Kyoya was enough to revive me.

"One second." Honey scurried out and came back a few minutes with a small souvenir bag in his hands. "This is for you."

I took the bag from Honey and stuck my hand. It brushed against something soft and fuzzy. I wrapped my fingers around the fluffy object and pulled it out of the bag. Once in the light I saw that it was the cutest grey kitten stuffy ever!

"Awww~! Its soo~ cute~!"

"I helped Kyo-chan pick it out!"

"Its adorable! I love it!"

"I'm going to get more cake now. Bye-bye!"

"Bye!" I snuggled the toy kitty. It was so cute. Wait...this was too cute. I could see Tamaki giving someone this, but Kyoya...I made a grab for the bag the toy came in. There had to be more than just this. Inside, there was an envelope pushed up against the side; with the toy in there you would have never seen it. When I too it out I could see it was addressed to me. Kyoya even had it sealed. What ever it was it must have been important. I grabbed a pair of scissors and ran them along the top of the envelope, careful not to cut the contents of the package. It was a picture, but of what? There really is only one way to find out...I slipped it out and gasped at the photo.

There, sitting in a chair shirtless, without his glasses hiding his eyes was Kyoya. Who dose he think he is? Sending me pictures of him like that!? If there had ever been a moment in my life where I should have had a nose bleed, this would be it. I examined the picture further. Kyoya's hair was messy and hanging in front of eyes, which where giving a subtle death glare to the camera. Dang he was sexy...

My face burned a deeper shade of red than before. I didn't know what I should think, or even do for that matter. Well, since I did have the whole evening to myself and Kyoya was nice enough to send me this picture of him, there was probably no harm in letting my eyes feast on Kyoya sexiness. At lest, for tonight that is....

I am such a devil....

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Kyoya sat next to the 100 yen store, right next to the tracks where the old bullet train would be taking Stacy away from the large modern station to the old one in the former samurai village. What had once been the perfect place to hid from enemy assault, wedged between the Pacific Ocean and a mountain range, had become a tourist town featuring the Great Buddha, a number of sweet shops and several Buddhist shrines. Well Tamaki and the other took Mei to an arcade this would be the perfect time to take Stay out on a real date for just the two of them.

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I thought back to what all happened this morning. Satoshi and Yasuchika dragged me out of the house as soon as I got dressed and rushed me off to the train station. After a long and boring ride to God-knows-where they shoved me onto another train that was totally rundown and ditched me! Where the devil was I anyways!? I swear...I'm going to kill someone by the end of the day....

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Kyoya continued to scan the crowd of people who where all getting off the train. One of them had to be Stacy; this was the time that Kyoya arranged for her to be dropped off in Kamakura by Mori and Honey's younger brothers, but where was she? A flash of bland hair drew his eyes. It was Stacy!

"Kyoya? What are you doing here?" Stacy said as she emerged from the crowd.

Kyoya looked at what she was wearing. She had on a pink tube top with black plaid and a black skirt that came down to her knees with matching flat black shoes that also had pink plaid on them. Around her neck was a long plain pink scarf with a cross on the end that dangled down in front of her fine frame. Two barrettes pulled her hair back from her face, but her long bangs which had been parted on the other side where allowed to fall free. Stacy was really cute in that outfit. Cute but uncomfortable. She looked so embarrassed while she held a black leather purse behind her back as she blushed profusely.

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As embarrassed as I was, I could retract my gaze from Kyoya. He was so handsome in that black vest, the same one he had on when he kissed me for the first time. But I just wished he would answer my question. I had no idea where I was and what was going on. Wasn't Kyoya hanging out with the Host Club this week? I had gotten a call from Haruhi that that's what they were going to be doing during summer break. So why was Kyoya here? But I guess this explains why Hana mad such a fuss about me wearing a skirt today. Why did she have to be so forceful? I would be so much happier if I could have just come in jeans or something....

"I take it you're piecing the situation together now." Kyoya's voice broke my concentration.

"Well sort of. But I'm not sure if my mind wants to give me the real answer just yet."

"You mean the fact that this is a date?"

I nodded. This day could either add years to my life or shave them right off.....

"Well I hope it has more to do with the shock of how you got here and not the idea of going out with me. That would be quite rude otherwise." Kyoya said coolly.

"What no. Wait....I don't even know what say anymore." I hung my head in confusion. Kyoya had me gotten all turned around with one line. How is that possible? Oh wait this is me we're talking about. I swear if my head wasn't attached to my body...

"Then how about 'yes'?" I brought my eyes back up to him.

"'Yes'?"

"To going on a date with me."

"O-okay..." My face reddened again. Why did Kyoya have to be so good at making me feel weak? But wait...what if it wasn't Kyoya making me feel so weak. What if it was just me, flirting with Kyoya in my own way. It could be possible. I mean I this was my first time ever having a boyfriend, let along having a relationship with a guy that extended past friendship. Oh my gosh! This is going to be my first time ever on a real date ever!! What am I going to do!?!?!?

Sorry guys!!! I had planed this to be so much longer, but when I was half way done I remebered that I still had a paper to write for social so I had to cut it short!!! I'M SOO SORRY!!!!!! Gomensai! Please forgive me~!!!! I will do better with the next chapter~!