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"I think we should have a look at the clothes shop soon, I saw some really cute jeans and I want them."

"Okay."

I was walking through the shopping center with Haruhi, and so far we had bought nothing but browsed through many shops. We also gotten many looks from a lot of guys as we walked past them.

Haruhi was dressed in a light pink dress thingy that her dad bought, and had a white jacket on over the top. She was wearing blue leggings, with white dollies and a white bag. She looked very cute, even I had to admit~

I was wearing a red pleated mini skirt, that just barely covered my ass. I had a black tank top on that said 'Princess' in red gems over my bust. I was also wearing a jacket, but mine was black with red stitching. I had black dollies on and a red bag that matched Haruhi's. Whereas she got a couple of guys eying her up, I got several wolf whistles and even a few people trying to give me their numbers.

"I should stop dressing like this..." I sighed, flipping off a few more guys that called over to me.

"Hey, you just dress in what you like. Not your fault." she laughed, nudging me.

"Yeah well..."

We carried on walking, and I stopped for a minute to look over one stall while Haruhi said she'd go look at another one... and then she disappeared...

"Haruhi?"

And I was officially on my own...

* * *

"Well this is shit..." I mumbled as I walked towards the food court. All that looking for Haruhi had made me hungry. "Hot dog or burger?" I asked myself.... burger, it wasn't McDonalds, but it was close enough.

I walked in, and the first thing I spotted was a crowd of girls huddled around one table, then they walked away looking pretty disappointed... and I saw Kyouya. Kyouya Ootori.

In a crappy fast food restaurant.

What the hell with the world these days?

But I walked over anyways.

"And weather I eat it classily or not, it doesn't matter because no-one is watching me."

"I am." I said, looking over the booth, effectively getting his attention.

"Oh, hello Saori." he said, pushing his glasses up.

"Hey Kyouya... whacha doing here?" I asked.

"I got abandoned by Tamaki and the others... Haruhi found me." he replied, but I noticed his eyes sliding over my top and down to my thighs... so I self consciously tugged at the front of the skirt.

"Uh... hi Saori..." mumbled Haruhi. "I didn't mean to leave you, it's just Kyouya sempai was hungry and he..." she broke off, her eyes flickered to him.

"He scares you." I finished,smiling slightly as her eyes widened and she shook her head slightly. "Look, it's no problem, I don't blame you."

I sat next to Kyouya, and nicked a few of his chips.

"What's the plan? I mean, you want to meet up with Tamaki and them or you wanna tag along with us?"

"I'll stay with you two..." he muttered, glaring at me as I stole a few more chips.

"Fun." I scoffed, earning another glare and a warning look from Haruhi... not a 'watch your tongue' look, but a 'he will kill you' look.

For a bit, he just ate, while Haruhi sipped her drink, and I looked around. I saw the girls that had crowded the table, and they were glaring at me.

"What's with them?" I asked Kyouya nodding towards them.

"Hm? Oh, they were trying to flirt with me."

"And you rejected them?" I asked.

"Brutally." chipped in Haruhi. I laughed, and even Kyouya managed a small smile.

I sat quietly while he and Haruhi talked about his relationship with Tamaki.

"If you're wondering why me and Tamaki are so close, the answer is simple: there are merits for me. No other reason will move me. I'm an egoist."

Haruhi looked shocked for a second.

"If Tamaki sempai heard this, he would cry." Kyouya smirked and pushed his glasses up again.

"Oh, he won't. He knew this from the very beginning. We are co-operating knowing that. Hikaru and Kaoru, even Honey sempai and Mori sempai. We are all in this together because there are benefits for all of us. Whether it's for the relationships between our families, or personal benefits here and there. Basically, there are still a lot of things you're not aware of yet."

"What? Seriously, not every one of you is just in it for benefits." said Haruhi, shock displayed on her face.

"Yes. Even Saori has her benefits." chuckled Kyouya, so they both turned to me. I sighed.

"Well, yeah... I mean, I make money, I get clothes, I have a boyfriend now because of the host club... I probably would have quit by now had it not been for those things."

Ah, when they say honesty is the best policy, they were wrong. Haruhi looked horrified. So Kyouya cut in again.

"Well, sometimes I have to deal with Tamaki's idiocy even when there's no merit for me. Indeed, there's not even one millimeter of similarity between me and Tamaki."

When he finished, we walked out, and I swear if looks could kill, those girls would have cremated me. So, to add insult to injury, I liked with Kyouya and waved goodbye to them.

"You want them to hunt you down?" he chuckled.

"No. But they probably will."

* * *

"I've already looked around most of these stalls." I said as Kyouya peered over all the 'commoner' items. Haruhi tried to make conversation.

"We really don't know anything about your family Kyouya sempai... or anything else mind you."

"It's not really something you need to bother knowing about either. My family matters, that is."

"Isn't that kind of... unfair? Because you know about my family, and all my affairs, too the extent of my fathers work friends... and you know about Saori's family too. That's kind of unfair."

"That's a rather interesting notion." he said quietly.

"Kyouya sempai, you have to brothers right? What are they like?" she asked, looking up at him.

Kyouya stopped for a moment and gazed off, looking rather solemn for a second, then he turned back to us.

"They're very talented people. They answered all of my fathers expectations without any trouble. So, he expects even more from the third son."

"I guess things are pretty tough on you after all..." muttered Haruhi.

"You think so? I actually think there's not a game that can be more interesting than this."

I smiled as he continued walking, only because he was finally opening up... even if it was only slightly. We walked past a few more stalls, then he stopped rather abruptly to stare at something.

He was rather amazed when it came to watermelon flavored corn chips.

While Haruhi laughed and told him that he was very much like Tamaki in the sense that he was amazed by what is so normal to everyone else, I went for a little walk.

And I saw one man trying to flog a few dishes to an old woman. Well, not flog,they were going for a few (ten) thousand yen, but the smug grin on his face when the woman looked over his wares, and the greased back hair all gave me a funny feeling.

Watched those animes where there is a skinny man with slick hair, bugging eyes and a funny voice that just screams 'crook'? I mean, they always seem friendly enough, but too friendly if you get me.

This is one of those times.

And I'm not being daft, seriously... he was a creep.

The woman he was scamming didn't seem to think so though.

"My, a work by Komatsu Shouin? To be able to see such great works in a place like this."

Then greasy man grinned.

"Madam, you have a great eye for things."

Kyouya clicked on to what was happening and glared.

"Yes, Komatsu Shouin's works have great colours don't they? To tell you the truth, these works arent things that belong here. These are pieces that the Komatsu clan kept in private for generations."

The woman seemed pleased, and leaned forward to take a closer look at the dishes. Then Kyouya stood forward.

"These are fake, madam."

The woman turned to him, and the trader got very aggravated.

"W-What did you say?! Stop telling lies, you little brat."

Kyouya ignored him and picked up one of the dishes, a blue one.

"Although the way the blue is being brought out is similar to how Shouin did it, the real one looks duller at the base of the gradation. The coating is also too exquisite."

"I'm going to report you for interfering with my business!" snapped the man. "What school do you go to, you delinquent?"

Again, Kyouya ignored him, and turned the dish over.

"Ah, I knew it. The way the mark is written over there is a bit different, too. The real ones would have a documentation certifying their authenticity. Shall we get it's handwriting analyzed?"

"I-I... left it back in the store today."

"Well;" smirked Kyouya "If that's the case, my family has had a long relationship with the Komatsu family. Surely you wouldn't mind if I called up right now for a confirmation, right?"

"This is nonsense!" cried the man, going red in the face "I demand to know your name and school you arrogant child!"

That's when I stepped forward.

"We're from Ouran Academy." I smirked, feeling very smug when the mans eyes bugged out even more.

"And I am an Ootori." finished Kyouya.

The man looked horrified, and cried out that it wasn't fair as guards came along and took him away.

"So, helping people is still about merits for you?" asked Haruhi, looking up at him.

"Ah, you wouldn't know. That lady is the wife of a large electronics maker's chairman. This is my first time seeing her, but I knew the second I saw the ring on her left hand. It's a company that does a lot of business with my family."

Haruhi twitched, almost laughably, and I smiled up at Kyouya. He was so just being nice, he just didn't want Haruhi of all people to think he was going soft.

"I didn't think I'd get the chance to meet a son from the Ootori family here. Did you sneak out too?" laughed the woman, coming over to us. "Next time, I'll be sure to frequent your families resort facilities!"

"It is my honor." bowed Kyouya, smiling warmly at her.

She went away happily, and then it was my turn to make plans.

"I heard there's a show on the roof... wanna go there?"

"Not particularly. I read the sign, and it's for children." sniffed Kyouya,looking away at another stall.

"Ah, that's right... you detest children with a strong passion don't you?" I laughed.

"Of course I do... they're filled with mucus and puke and they always want feeding and they do nothing but whine."

I laughed loudly as Haruhi rolled her eyes.

"Right... tell you what, you two can carry on walking round the market, I'll meet you in an hour."

"'Kay." muttered Haruhi, and Kyouya just nodded.

"In a bit then mis amigos."

* * *

I reached the roof, and saw... everyone else.

Well, Tamaki was being attacked by a golden retriever, the twins were on the carousel, and Takashi was by a stand holding an ice cream while Honey devoured his own.

Pretty soon, Honey spotted me, ans his cute eyes widened and darkened slightly... dirty pervert, I knew what he was thinking, but in a blink they had cleared and he was grinning brightly.

"Hey Sa-Chan! Come on over!" he shouted loud enough to alert the others I was there.

This was going to be fun...