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So Haruhi broke the vase... what's gonna happen? That is for me to know and you to find out!

Disclaimer: I only own Ouran in my dreams... but in this world Bisco Hatori owns it!

Now on to chapter 4!

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The silence in her house is a calming reassurance to Haruhi that her roommate is not home. Haruhi goes and collapses on the couch. She was dead on her feet and had a pounding headache from the run- in with the vase. Haruhi gets up and makes herself some tea. The tea helps with her headache, but her mind is still trying to take in all of the information. She had, in all one afternoon, seen people she had never wanted to see again, broken a vase worth more than she will ever spend on anything, and she had a job as a secretary for the most annoying people on the planet (in her opinion.) Haruhi nods off twice in the barstool before she drags her tired body to bed.

*ZZZsleepZZZ*

Haruhi wakes on a perfect morning. The sunshine is shining in her room but not in her face, the birds that nest in the cherry three in the park next to her apartment are chirping cheerfully, welcoming the sun. This was the perfect morning except for where she had to go on this perfect morning, her hellhole of a job.

Why oh why did I break that stupid vase? I wouldn't be in this mess if I weren't so clumsy. Haruhi walks sleepily out of her room to realize Renge has already left for her trip to the supermarket for this week's groceries. Lucky for Haruhi, Renge left a note:

Be back in an hour. I won't see you because you will be at your new job!

Good luck and don't dump any tea on anybody's head just because they annoy you!

Your crazy friend,

Renge

I said I was sorry about that, the guy started it. He was mucking up the tea ceremony. I was trying to help him, he called me a bitch, and I dumped tea on his head. And that was the end of my tea ceremony instructor career.

Haruhi walks over to the spacious kitchen and looks at the time at the stove , 9:05. Oh, shit. I'm late! I'm late! I-I got to go! Haruhi starts to run pell mell around the apartment when a forceful knock makes her jump and run to open the door... Renge must have forgotten her key... Haruhi opens the door to see about thirty men crowding her porch.

"Is that Ms. Fugioka?"

"Must be."

Three of the men grab Haruhi and throw her into a car and get in behind her. The car goes to the HC building and the guards take her to a room similar to the one she was in yesterday. A minute or two later, the men walked in.

*uh-oh, somebody's in trouble*

The men had been waiting an hour. Where was Haruhi? While most of them let their imaginations run wild with quite horrid things happening to the girl, Kyoya called his black onion squad to go and see if Ms. Fugioka had fled or not. A minute or two later, Kyoya was informed that Haruhi was in dressing room four. They all headed down the long winding corridor before reaching the room, and they all expected to see Haruhi ready to go and work, but instead they walked in on a livid Haruhi in her underpants.

"Where are your clothes?" Tamaki asked all confused why a lady in her underpants was shooting him death glares.

"I woke up late from the horrible sleep I got from having a mind-blowing headache form my run in with the vase. I noticed the time and began to get ready but Ootori-san's police force came and picked me up first. They didn't exactly give me the time to change." Haruhi said as the guards let go of her arms and walked out of the room. Hikaru and Kaoru had the same idea and ran off looking for Haruhi to wear.

"Sorry, you were supposed to be here at eight. Didn't you set your alarm? Oh and please refer to us by our names, we think it it's easier for us and the employees." Kyoya was scribbling madly into his little black notebook.

"I think I did. I either slept through it, or Renge turned it off."

"Wait, Renge? As in Renge Hoshakugi? The crazy otaku who kept on screaming about yaoi in high school?" Hikaru said, they had come back with something in their arms.

"Yeah, we're best friends. I was the person in the sweater that she always pulled around." Haruhi said wondering what had happened to the grey sweater that she had worn for so much of high school.

"Oh, we thought you we're her boyfriend or something. Sorry for thinking you were a boy." Kaoru said who was on the other side of the couch pinning something to the garments they had brought in earlier.

" It ticked me off because I got yelled at when a teacher saw me going into a girl's bathroom, but since I turned 18 nobody's mistaken me for a boy, I have always wondered why." Haruhi finished with a grin.

Look down. There's your answer. Hikaru thought as he and Kaoru put the finishing touches on the ensemble` . "Here you go Haruhi, hope it fits." Hikaru lifted the outfit up from the table to show Haruhi: The dress was made of a baby pink silk, ruffled, sleeveless blouse for the top, and a fitted dark wash denim skirt that fell to right above the knee for the bottom. There were also denim peep-toe heels to match.

Haruhi didn't care much for fashion but since the dress was better than her underpants, she thanked the twins and slipped the clothes over her head and then her feet went into the shoes. Haruhi liked how the fabric felt against her skin, but could really care less upon how fashionably dressed she was.

Haruhi was adorable. At least according to the men, she was like a living doll, so small and cute. They were lost in their thought for a minute before Kyoya snapped out his fantasy.

"Okay Haruhi, we need you run out and get us coffee." Kyoya handed her a list too;" we would also require these items."

"Um, that's fine but do you guys have a car that I can borrow a car? I didn't exactly come in my own car." Haruhi chuckled at her own joke.

" Mommy, we need you limo. We're going on a field trip!" Tamaki cried while stars danced in his large eyes. Kyoya whipped his phone out and in a flash they were down in the parking garage where a limo was waiting. Haruhi climbed in, trying to stay positive about this... outing.

"Where to, Haru-chan?" the overexcited twenty five year old said as he hopped into a seat diagonal the girl.

"The supermarket. I know you can get all of the stuff you want there." Haruhi said and read the list over for the fifteenth time:

Errand Run:

Coffee

Maple Syrup

Spearmint gum

Water bottles

Peppermints

Red Roses

The driver opened the door as Haruhi finished reading the list over. They all got out and stared at the building before them. This was the supermarket she went to; it had a good selection of food but terrible prices because the store was smack dab in the middle of the business district. The store was also fairly new, so everything inside was top of the line. Haruhi walked towards the sliding doors before realizing six people weren't behind her. She turned on her heel to realize they were still staring at the store.

"Guys it's a store, but for food. Haven't you ever been to a super market?"

"Commoner's... Supermarket! Commoner's supermarket, commoner's supermarket!" Hikaru and Kaoru cried before running full force towards the doors. The doors slid open a second before the two of them ran though the entrance and into the store. Mori and Honey walked in next, Honey riding in a cart that Mori pushed. And last, Tamaki dragged Kyoya in, all while talking about some sort of microwavable ramen. Haruhi knew this wasn't a secretary job anymore; it was babysitting the privileged men who hired her. She hurriedly walked in after them in fear they would destroy the store in their tornado of curiosity that followed behind them.

**Shoppingcartshoppingcart**

By the time Haruhi had found one item on her list (coffee) her basket was half full of novelties and unnecessary items, such as Pop tarts, microwave popcorn, gummy worms, and pocky, lots and lots of pocky.

"Hey, Haruhi, what's that you got there?" Hikaru and Kaoru now standing behind Haruhi as got the fisrt thing on the list, coffee.

"Its coffee, can't you read?" Haruhi held the canister of coffee in their faces.

"Yeah, but we've never seen coffee like this. Is it that stuff that is already ground?" they took the can from her hands, and inspected it.

"No, it's instant. Your put a few spoonfuls in and then add hot water."

"I heard of this, I'll try it!" Tamaki runs over, and thrusts the can of coffee into the air like a trophy.

"So you commoners actually drink this crap?" Hikaru grabs another can from the display and inspects the label again.

"It's most defiantly not crap!" A voice the whole group recognized as none other than Renge Houshakuji. She was pushing a cart filled with the food that she and Haruhi ate each week. Renge looked over at Haruhi, then to the hosts, then back to Haruhi and then to the hosts several times before screaming at the top of her lungs and breaking one of the sliding glass doors glass window.

"You're working for them? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Why didn't you tell me!" Renge ran over to Haruhi and began shaking her back and forth in a way that would make anyone else puke their guts out.

"I never got the chance." Haruhi said leaning on the display to waiting for the world to stop spinning.

"Oh, great, it's the return of the screaming Otaku." Hikaru said quietly before grabbing three can of the "instant coffee crap" and put them in Haruhi abandoned basket.

***Oh hohohohohohohohohohohohoho (Renge's laugh)***