Haruhi noticed Tamaki hiding behind Kyouya, who was seemingly staring down a girl with brown hair and blue eyes, who was too busy looking angrily at Tamaki. Haurhi sighed and walked over to them.

"Sempai, what did you do to this girl?" Haruhi asked Tamaki.

"What did I do? What did she do you mean? She kicked me!" Tamaki said, spazzing out with crocodile tears streaming from his face.

Sakura's eye twitched and she huffed out her nose, pulling her Ipod out of her purse and putting her earbuds in, listening to it.

"What's going on, milord?" asked Hikaru and Karou in unison.

"Nothing. The situation is done and over with. Go entertain your guests…" Kyouya growled as the twins scampered away at his angry tone.

"Kyouya-sempai…" Haruhi started.

"You as well, Haruhi." Kyouya said icily, not looking at her.

Haruhi nodded and went back to the seemingly empty table that belonged to her and watched the scene from a distance.

"As for you, who exactly are you and why are you here?" Kyouya asked Sakura, seeming calmer.

Sakura pushed her glasses up on her face and looked him straight in the eye, "And why does it bother you, ne?"

Kyouya blinked. This girl had suddenly gone from a raging firestorm to a calm stream like that.

"Are you new here?" Kyouya asked.

"Yes." Sakura replied.

"Well, surely you came here for a reason, hm?" Kyouya asked.

"Is it required to tell you WHY I'm here, ne?" Sakura challenged, trying to keep her guard up at all times.

Kyouya sighed, "Are you here to choose a host?"

"What are you…?" Sakura started to say, before the door opened again.

"We've been looking everywhere, Iggy. We can't find her anywhere," a female voice said.

"Aww. Don't give up, Lita, hun. We'll find her. She's got to be somewhere…" a male voice answered.

"Well, I want to be the one to find her cause I'm the hero!" a second male voice said.

"Alfred, you twit! Be quiet. There are other people here!" the first male said, some of his blonde hair standing up a little.

Sakura heard some familiar voices and turned around to see her friends. Alfred noticed a girl who looked a lot like Sakura in a yellow dress.

"Hey! I found her!" Alfred exclaimed.

Lita looked up, "SAKURA!"

Sakura heard Lita scream her name and before she could say hello, she was glomped.

"I missed you!" Lita said.

"I missed you too…" Sakura said, hugging her friend.

"Iggy~ Come join out group hug!" Lita said.

Arthur smiled and hugged Lita's waist. Alfred noticed then that everyone had gone over to Sakura, but he stood back. Sakura noticed Alfred never came over and sighed. She had always thought of him as the affectionate type. Just as she turned to confront Kyouya again, she felt arms around her waist and was suddenly lifted off her feet.

"Alfred! Too tight!" she said, turning blue.

"Oh! Sorry, Sakura!" he exclaimed, putting her down.

By this time, all the girls had left and it was just the members of the Host Club staring at the little group of friends.

"Takashi, who are those people?" Honey asked his tall friend.

"I'm not sure, Mitsukuni…" Mori answered, still emotionless as usual.

Tamaki had already made his way over to dote on "his little girl" aka, Haruhi. Haruhi was trying to get out of Tamaki's "affection" by talking to Hikaru and Karou about classes. Kyouya decided he was not needed anymore and went over to his laptop on a nearby table. He opened it and started typing, bringing up a spreadsheet. Just as he was finishing putting the data in, Tamaki came running over, tripping over the laptop's cord and faceplanting on tile that covered the floor. Kyouya saved his work and shut his laptop.

"Could you be any more clumsy?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"B-But, Mommy…" Tamaki started

Haruhi sighed, "Tamaki-sempai, I think Kyouya-sempai needs some quiet…"

"Umm, so who are you guys anyway?" Honey asked Sakura and her friends.

"Sakura." Sakura said.

"Arthur…" Arthur replied, looking at the little boy oddly, "What year are you?"

"Fourth year!" Honey said cheerily.

Alfred choked on his hamburger, "What?"

Sakura slapped his back, "Be more careful."

Alfred cleared his throat, "Thanks. I'm Alfred, by the way."

Sakura looked at Alfred, "Where'd you get that hamburger?"

Alfred shrugged, "I found it in my pocket."

"What else do you have in there…?" Sakura asked.

"Um… Batteries, old coins, dirt, rocks, oh uh… haha, that's it." Alfred said, blushing when he found the birthday presents from Russia.

"Hey, hey, Alfred, is it? What's with the balloons? Is it someone's birthday?" Honey asked innocently.

"Mitsukuni, those aren't balloons…" Mori said.

Hikaru and Kaoru snickered. Alfred's face turned bright red and Lita and Arthur were holding in laughs. The room was slient until Honey said:

"Then what are they?"

"And I'm Lita!" Lita said quickly, trying to bury the awkward can of worms that was about to be opened.

"Are you all attending this school?" Haruhi asked, looking at the other people who weren't in uniforms.

"No, we're here to visit Sakura," said Lita, hugging her friend.

"Oh." Haruhi nodded, understanding.

Alfred blinked. The brown haired boy who was talking to Lita looked a little odd. He walked up to the boy and saw it really wasn't a boy at all. Haruhi noticed Alfred staring at her and looked at him, her brows furrowed.

"Yes?" she asked, "Can I help you?"

"N-No! I'm okay. Just uh… Who are you?" Alfred replied.

"Haruhi, Haruhi Fujioka," she replied.

"That's an odd name for a boy…" Arthur remarked.

"You three should be going now." Kyouya interrupted.

Sakura glared at Kyouya and took her glasses off, "They can stay if they want to! Who do you think you are, ordering people around? "

"Who do you think you are, talking to someone like that?" Kyouya asked.

"You should be more respectful," he added.

"Oh, and you're the picture of respectfulness!" Sakura spat back, getting frustrated.

"Hey, hey, there's no need to fight…" Tamaki said, his pleas falling on deaf ears as Kyouya stood up, towering over Sakura, slapping her in the face.

Alfred had enough. He stood in front of Sakura and punched Kyouya in the face, picking Sakura up as they all dashed for the door.

"Take that. That's what you get for hurting my girl…" Alfred muttered to himself.

Kyouya shook the punch off, as if nothing had happened. He picked up his laptop and notebook and walked out, uncaring as to what his friends would say. Hunny, Mori, Haruhi, Tamaki, Hikaru and Karou all watched the dark haired teen leave.

"You think he'll be okay?" Hikaru asked Haruhi.

"Didn't seem like he was showing any emotion…" Tamaki said.

Haruhi rolled her eyes, "You're so dense, sempai. He was shaking, didn't you notice?"

Kyouya ran outside, his body still shaking for no reason. He felt his eyes stinging and shut them tightly. What was he getting so worked up about? That's right, he had hit that girl. He stopped running as it started to rain. He held his head and felt both hot and cold water run down his face. What was this feeling? Remorse? No, it wasn't dire enough of a circumstance. Regret? Maybe. Or maybe… He shook his head. There was no way, absolutely no way. He looked up at the rainclouds.

"Fuck my life…" he said softly as he walked wearily to his limousine.