Haruhi put her fork down, only to look up and find the twins and the prince looking at her in a sort of stunned fascination. One of the twins - Kaoru? - sat back and let out a low whistle. "I've never seen someone so small eat that much. Except for Hunny, but that's just with sweets."
Hikaru shrugged. "Maybe it's not the amount of food. Just that he was eating it so indelicately."
Tamaki broke in with a loud whisper. "Hikaru! Kaoru! Just because he's practically a commoner-" Great, Haruhi thought. It seems as though Hunny has already filled them in on my situation. Lovely. "-is no reason to say things like that. We have to be sensitive."
Haruhi rolled her eyes. "You do understand I can hear everything you say. And you calling me a commoner isn't exactly sensitive, Your Highness."
"Please, despite your status, call me Tamaki. Or just 'senpai'." Somehow I don't think he got the point of what I just said.
"So…" One of the auburn-haired boys – she was pretty sure this one was Hikaru – smiled and tilted his head. "You need a tour of the palace?" He and his twin exchanged a glance that reminded her scarily of her sister's own mischievous looks. Except the twins seemed slightly more malicious.
"A-Actually, I have-" She blanched, having almost forgotten. "I have a fitting for the uniform."
Kouru grinned. "Well, we were planning on visiting the outfitters today. We have a complaint about the quality of the fabric. We could accompany you."
"That won't be necessary." Haruhi said. She had enough trouble on her hands trying to figure out a way to make sure the tailor didn't find out, she didn't need those two clowns tagging along, too (watching everyone over dinner had given her a pretty good idea of everyone's personalities).
Hikaru patted Haruhi's head, making her narrow her eyes. "That wasn't a request. We're going anyway. So come on." The twins stood and grabbed Haru to pull her along. She sighed, figuring it was useless, and followed.
…
Hikaru and Kaoru chatted while Haruhi had her own internal panic attack on their way through the twisting and turning halls. Haruhi froze when she saw the door at the end of the last hall they turned into. Tailor.
What do I do? Her distress had caught the interest of the two boys on either side of her, and they turned to peer at her.
"Can't we put this off?" Haruhi asked. "I'm sure it would be much more convenient for me to do this later…"
"No, we're already here." They said simultaneously and pushed her forward.
"I just… don't want anyone dressing me. I don't…"
Behind her, Kaoru and Hikaru exchanged glances. Kouru leaned over to whisper to his twin. "You think…"
Hikaru grinned. "We said this would be interesting." He replied, voice just as low.
Haruhi frowned, hearing them whispering but not able to make out the words. "What was that?"
"Nothing!" They chorused, before pushing her into the room and following.