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I watched as Tamaki's mouth flapped, but no noise came out...

It's surprising how intimidating a man in a skirt can be... like the Scottish. Very scary.

The twins weren't helping either. In fact, they made Tamaki out to be a pervert who had been with as many girls as there are grains of sand on the beach. They said he was a ladies man, and, basically, a horny bastard.

"No, I'm not like that! I care for Haruhi!"

I think we all looked at him in shock as he knelt before Ranka.

"I treat her as my own daughter."

Okay... no.

Ranka stared at Tamaki, then sighed. "He's an idiot."

I laughed, and walked in. People were going to fuss over everything now. Kyouya, Takashi and Honey walked in, and I did notice which to stood either side of me. Guess?

After a bit of explaining, he figured out who these guys were.

"I get it. You must be the host club I've heard so much about. You certainly are a fine looking bunch of young men; I'm not sure which of you I like best~ I tell you what, why don't you boys go ahead and call me Ranka. That's my professional name I use at the transvestite bar I work at."

Honey looked at him curiously.

"Professional name? You mean like a stage name?"

"Exactly like that Mitsukuni."

"Hold on! How did you know my name sir?"

Ranka smiled.

"You two are third years Mitsukuni Haninozuka and Takashi Morinozuka;" he then turned to the twins. "And the two of you are first years in the same class as Haruhi, you're the Hitachiin twins. But I'm not sure which one of you is which. I've heard a lot about you."

"Wait, so Haruhi told you about us?" asked Hikaru.

"No... Kyouya told me about you two over the phone!"

Kyouya smiled and complemented Ranka, and I couldn't help but snicker and mutter;

"Kiss ass."

Ranka heard me, as did the shadow king, and both turned to look at me.

"Oh, and we all know little miss Saori Yasagawa! Second year, from England, and most likely the biggest influence on my Haruhi."

I grinned "Yeah, that's me."

"You do behave at school don't you Saori? I know you come around a lot, and Haruhi sends time at your house... but I actually don't know that much about you."

"She behaves beautifully. A perfect influence on Haruhi."

I turned to look at Kyouya who had spoken up... my thought still held true.

"Kiss ass."

He just shrugged, and turned back to Ranka. I paid more attention to a loose thread from my glove than what happened with the guys next... have I mentioned that I have a really short attention span?

By the time I tuned back into the conversation, we were on the supermarket topic again.

"I have to go shopping again... Saori, do you wanna come?"

"Sure, why not."

I walked out of the door with her and we headed down the same road that we had just a few hours ago.

"It's stupid. Why did they have to come around today? So much for a day off..."

I listened as she rambled, but I got fed up and ran the rest of the way, just to tease her. By the time we got there, I was fine, but she was out of breath and grasping her side... she probably had a stitch.

"Y-you're h-h-horrible." she gasped, glaring at me.

"You'll live."

I pulled her into the supermarket, grabbing a basket and grabbing some more strawberries. She took the basket off me so she could get the necessary things. I started browsing, and I did notice the guys come through the doors with Haruhi's dad.

"Stalkers" I giggled. I saw them all make their ways through the isles, and Tamaki and Ranka stood not so far away. I winked at Ranka, who grinned back, and I casually left Haruhi, then tripped Tamaki as he stumbled past (while staring at Haruhi) so he ended up bumping into her.

"I want a new notepad..." I muttered, going to search for one.

I looked around for a bit, but I still couldn't find them.

"What are you looking for?" I turned to see Kyouya looking at me.

"Notebooks."

"Oh, I found them already and picked up a few. Want me to show you?"

"Yeah, sure."

He took hold of my wrist and pulled me around the corner, I saw Takashi zipping past with Honey in a trolly, and I felt those butterfly's again... but I tried to ignore it as Kyouya pointed to the notebooks.

"There's a lot of different colours and styles. They're also a lot cheaper than the ones I usually buy."

"It's good here isn't it?" I smiled at him, and he gave a rare smile back.

"Yes. It is. I quite like it here."

He smiled down at me, then he looked back at the shelf and picked up a black notebook with the outline of a red butterfly in the top corner.

"I'll treat you."

"Thank you..."

We stood in silence for a moment, fumbling with our hands, before we heard Honey shout behind us.

"Kyo-Chan, Sa-Chan, we're all going to the counters! Hurry up or Haruhi won't cook."

He took his (and my) notebooks to one of the emptier counters, waited a moment, was intrigued by the almost robotic service of the old woman by the till, paid, then carried to bag out.

We all walked back to Haruhi's together, it was quite fun. I ended up talking to Kyouya most of the way, mainly because he'd started to tease me with creating a debt for all the things he'd bought me. I saw in his eyes though a relaxed look, almost one of friendliness, instead of his usual anxiety over Haruhi's identity and other antics of the host club.

We all had to squash around the table, but snug as it was, with Takashi on my left side, Kyouya on my right and the butterfly's consuming my stomach, it felt like they were really my family.