AN: Apparently the secret to Maz updating a chapter on time is for her to write half of it before putting up the previous one. I should be posting semi regularly until school starts, but then I think I'll have to knock it down to a chapter every other week, so I can get my work done and also be writing quality chapters.

lek99: *air high-five* Ah, that's awesome! I've been really loving it, but I'm so impatient waiting for the next chapter ahaha. At least they're fairly long!

kankananime123: Yay! Yeah, I've been pretty impressed with the anime so far, they've done a really good job giving it the same feel at the manga. Thank you for the kind review, I'm glad you like my fanfic! :)

The next day, Ena woke up to a knock on their hotel door. Haruhi was still out cold, so Ena rolled out bed and went to answer it. The same man who had come to pick up their cart the day before was back, this time with omelets and a pot of coffee already made. Ena thanked whoever arranged it, most likely Kyoya and had him wheel the food into the room. He left with another bow and was soon on his way out.

Ena went to Haruhi's bed side, giving her a little shake to wake her up. "We have breakfast, Haruhi."

That woke up the girl immediately and soon they were both sitting at the table, eating their breakfast together. Ena sipped on coffee while Haruhi just drank some black tea and they chatted.

"What do we have planned today?" Haruhi asked through a mouthful of hashbrowns.

"Well, Kyoya wanted to do something a little more historical in the morning." Ena told her. "So, the Statue of Liberty and a few other places like that around the city. Then, in the evening, we have a bit of a surprised planned."

Haruhi nodded in excitement, intrigued by the educational plans for the morning. As Haruhi finished up eating, Ena stood and made for the shower. She grabbed some simple, comfortable clothes for walking around in. A blue t-shirt with the names of all the people who were on the student council with her last year, and a pair of black shorts. The water pressure in the shower was amazing, and she lingered a bit before hopping out and drying off.

As she pulled on her clothes, Ena could hear Haruhi talking with someone. She walked out of the bathroom, steam billowing behind her as she ran a brush through her long hair.

"Hey Kyoya." Ena hopped onto her bed, pulling on some socks. "Are we heading out soon?"

"I was just asking Haruhi when you two will be ready." He explained.

"What do you think, Haru?" Ena asked, beginning to fishtail braid her hair.

"Eh, pretty soon I think." Haruhi shrugged. "Twenty minutes, tops."

"I'll come by with everyone else in a bit, then." Kyoya nodded, giving Ena one last look before heading out.

Ena hummed and finished her braid, ending it with a little elastic. As Haruhi gathered her shower things, she gave Ena a pointed look.

"What?"

"Did you guys talk?" Haruhi went straight for the jugular.

"Kinda...not really." Ena admitted. "I tried to but he sort of brushed me off and asked about Jonathan."

"Hmm." Haruhi had the tone she used when people weren't seeing something obvious.

"What?" Ena asked again, digging through her purse for some lip balm.

"Oh, nothing." Haruhi shrugged, heading into the bathroom. "I would just check to see if something happened to Jonathan recently, if I were you."

Ena could fell her nose wrinkle in distaste,but reached for her phone all the same. She shot off a text to Megan, who was once his friend but hadn't really talked to him since he left Beecher. Megan had a knack for knowing everything about everyone, though, so it was her best bet.

It's crazy that you bring that up, cause he actually called me the other day.

Ena blinked and responded with 'what did he want to talk about?'

He was telling me about how he's been at boot camp, he decided to join the military pretty soon after everything happened. I guess he's trying to shape up, and he just got his assignment yesterday. They're sending him off to the middle of nowhere Afghanistan, I think.

"Huh." Ena huffed, surprised.

Haruhi was out just a little while later, ruffling her short hair with a towel and wearing a plain tank top and some cargo shorts.

"Curse you and your short hair." Ena shook her head, knowing she was in the shower for almost twice as long.

Haruhi stuck out her tongue with a little laugh. "Did you figure out anything about your ex?"

"Yeah, he joined the military and he's getting deployed to Afghanistan. He just found out yesterday." Ena told her in amazement. "How did you know?"

"Let's just say it's not probably a coincidence that he got assigned somewhere the same day Kyoya found out what he did to you."

"You think that he has something to do with this?" Ena stared at Haruhi in shock, who just shrugged in return.

"Kyoya has a tendency of going pretty far for the people he cares about." Haruhi explained. "He's done all sorts of things for the Club, I wouldn't be surprised if he was behind it."

"'Cares about'?" Ena asked.

'Is nice to' seemed more fitting, but Ena thought it over. Kyoya had spent a lot of time with her since coming to America, but she had just figured it was because she was more level headed than most of the Host Club. Other than Haruhi, but they hung out too, right? But as Ena thought about it, she realized that, while Kyoya did spend time with the Club as a whole, he didn't really do one-on-one time with any of them. Other than...the time he spent at the fair with Ena, and the time they spent planning the trip together. And that time at the mall, a while back.

Ena's thought process was probably clear on her face because Haruhi just sighed and grabbed her wallet. "You two are more clueless than Tamaki and I were."

"What?!"

But Haruhi was cut off by a knock at the door. She went to answer and the Host Club spilled in. Kaoru and Hikaru gave Haruhi's clothes an unhappy look, but she shoved them out of the room before they could try to make her over. Ena followed behind, grabbing her purse and sunglasses as they left. Her brows were still furrowed in confusion, and she glanced over at Kyoya. He was looking back, a mildly concerned look on his face.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, approaching her.

Ena was quick to nod, subtly moving away from him and towards the others. "Just fine."

Kyoya didn't look like he bought it, but didn't press her. Ena made a point to stand near Mori in the elevator, engaging in a light conversation about him. It was stilled at first because Mori was rarely inclined to speak with anyone other than Honey. Amazingly, she discovered that the giant was fond of animals and brightened up when she mentioned her pets back home.

"My parents rescue tons of animals." Ena told him. "We've got a cocker spaniel named Olive that we got from a shelter. Henry has a little lizard, I think it's called an anole? It's a cute little green thing called Mo. And then there's my dog, Den, he's a malamute and he's missing a leg. But we found a guy in Portland who had a 3D printer and he helped us make a prosthetic!"

"Den..." Kaoru pondered. "Isn't that the name of the dog from Fullmetal Alchemist?"

Ena blushed and laughed. "Ah, um yeah. I love Winry, and it seemed like a fitting name."

Hikaru narrowed his eyes. "Are you an otaku?"

"I wouldn't go that far." Ena shook her head. "I just started watching anime to help me learn Japanese, and I got a little...caught up in it."

The twins still looked doubtful and like they were going to prod some more when the elevator dinged open.

"Oh look! The lobby."

Ena hurried out into the lobby, the Club laughing and following behind her. They piled into their car, taking off towards the Hudson River. The Club goofed around in the back seat, and Ena realized she should probably warn them about their first stop in advanced.

"Okay, I'm going to lay some ground rules for the first place we're going." Ena spoke up, looking seriously at the people in the car. "It's the Memorial for the Twin Towers, and it is an important piece of history, so as a group we should agree to be respectful and kind, alright?"

Everyone sobered up and nodded in agreement. Ena smiled, satisfied. She knew that they could be serious when the time called for it, and they weren't really ones to take something like that lightly.

"Sorry to ruin to mood, I just thought you all should know. After this we'll be going to some more touristy, cheerful places, but I think it's important we visit Ground Zero."

"That's alright Ena-chan." Honey told her. "We'll be on our best behavior, right guys?"

Something about Honey's expression was menacing as he looked over at Tamaki and the twins. They all flinched in union, reaching to cling to one another in horror.

"We already agreed Honey-senpai!" Hikaru cried. "You don't need to threaten us."

"I just wanted to make extra sure!" Honey's face changed, turning back into his regular smile.

Ena reminded herself to stick with Honey in the future and glanced out the window. "We're getting close."

Their visit to the Memorial was short. They walked among the trees, and read names from the plaques around the fountains. Everyone was on their best behavior, just like Honey promised. The Club was mostly silent, only speaking to point at names or make comments on the Memorial. Ena was glad that they were able to take such a thing seriously and she trailed behind them and let them look around.

"It really is humbling, isn't it." Kyoya appeared at her side.

"I think it was a really big shock at the time." Ena nodded. "We all thought America was untouchable, but things like this reminds everyone how fragile our way of life can be."

"Hmm. I never took you for a philosopher."

"I'm not usually. I think it's just this place, it's pretty emotional." Ena sighed. "It's the Statue next, right?"

"Yes."

She and Kyoya followed the Club where ever they went, staying quiet as they looked around. Ena was glad that whatever had been making their interactions uncomfortable had seemed to passed, and just enjoyed the time spent with her friend. Soon, they had looped both fountains and were headed back to their car. Ena gave the site one last lingering look before getting back in the limo. The mood changed as they drove away, going from quiet and sad to a more upbeat feeling.

"Where are we going next?" Tamaki asked eagerly, nudging Ena's arm.

"It's a surprise." Ena hummed just as Kyoya said, "The Statue of Liberty."

Ena gave him a dirty look and he shrugged. "It's better just to tell him. That way he won't pester."

Tamaki had gone off, hopping excitedly in his seat and chanting about the Statue.

"This is better than pestering?" Ena asked doubtfully.

"Much better." Kyoya and Haruhi told her together.

They arrived at the port for the ferry over to the island and Tamaki spent the whole ride running up and down the length of the boat, pointing and shouting in excitement. Ena had to pull him back from accosting strangers several times and eventually just let Haruhi deal with the madman. Everyone else was better behaved, maybe afraid of Honey's wrath if they upset Ena, and they got of the ferry as a group.

Like the supreme tourists they were, they circled the Statue, Ena taking pictures of them all in front of it at their request. They also stopped by the gift shop, Tamaki picking up a snow globe and claiming he wanted to add it to his 'commoner trinket collection' before Haruhi took it out of his hand and put it back on the shelf. She left him get a keychain instead, something less likely to break, as well as a "I Heart NY!" baseball hat.

"Ena, how does it look?" Tamaki stuck a dramatic pose, pretending to hit a ball off into the sky.

"You look like a tourist, which I guess you are."

Tamaki still wore it proudly and Ena just knew they were going to get horrible looks from native New Yorkers as soon as they were back in the city.

All the same, she picked out some things to send back home to her family, and a little keychain for herself. She just had to get one of the generic ones, because of course her name wasn't on any of them. Ena didn't feel too bad, for once, because none of the Club's names were on the chains either.

From there they went to the Museum of Natural History, which everyone appeared to enjoy. The twins kept trying to touch exhibits, and Ena just barely managed to keep them off the wax figures. When she asked what they were doing, Hikaru replied that they were 'highly tactile people' before trying to grab at one of the Neanderthal's club. Ena swatted his hands and apologized to their frustrated looking tour guide profusely. Haruhi was engrossed the whole time, looking fascinated every time they approached a new display and her expression it made up for the twins behavior.

Nothing too disastrous happened the Museum, thankfully, though the twins were staring at the T-Rex skeleton like they were plotting how to steal a bone. They kept creeping towards it and squinting at the wires holding it up, muttering to each other under their breaths. Luckily, Kyoya distracted them with lunch and dragged everyone down the street to a greek restaurant called Kefi. Though it was small, the food was nothing to sniff at and the Club feasted on dumplings and meatballs.

Ena kept checking her phone for the time, knowing that their afternoon plans would be starting rather soon. "Kyoya?"

"Not yet." He said into his drink. "We've still got half an hour."

Ena sighed, leaning back into her seat. The Club gave them both questioning looks and Ena shook her head.

"Uh uh. I'm not telling you anything. This one, I want to keep a surprise." She waggled a finger at them. "You'll just have to wait and see."

That, of course, lead to a rather lot of pestering, mostly on Tamaki's part. Ena held firm, but realized that Kyoya and Haruhi had meant it when they said and excited Tamaki is better than a badgering one. She tried to ignore him, for the most part, using her food as an excuse to not pay attention. As soon as their plates were taken away, Tamaki started fidgeting, shooting Ena puppy dogs eyes every now and then.

"I have a little brother." She reminded him, sing song. "He's cuter than you."

That seemed to offend Tamaki more than anything else, and he curled up on himself in despair.

"Don't worry." Ena reached over to pat his shoulder. "Haruhi thinks you're cute, right Haru?"

Tamaki looked up at his girlfriend expectantly, who rolled her eyes and sighed. "Against my will, yes."

That's all it took for Tamaki to go back to normal, thankfully distracted by his cooing over Haruhi. He barely even noticed that they were leaving the restaurant until they were in the car and on their way.

"Wait! I forgot to pester!" Tamaki cried as soon as he realized they were already headed to their destination.

To Tamaki's (and everyone in the limo's, for that matter) surprise, they went back to the hotel. Ena hopped out first, followed by a line of confused Host Club members.

"You know those 'nice-ish' outfits I asked you to bring?" Ena asked. "Go change into them."

The Club charged into the elevator once more and they rode up to their floor. All the boys dispersed and Ena and Haruhi went to went to their room. Ena had stressed that, while the clothes needed to be nice, they didn't have to dress up or anything. Ena had just brought a blouse and a skirt to wear, and Haruhi had a thin button up shirt with long slacks. They both wore comfortable, but still nice shoes and went out to meet the boys.

They were already waiting, wearing slacks and nice shirts. Honey and Kaoru both had on blazers and Tamaki wore a kind of cardigan thing over his shirt. Ena nodded in approval, glad they had kept it pretty casual, and led the way back to the limo.

The ride there was tortue, mostly because Tamaki was "dying of suspense" and wouldn't stop whining the whole way. Ena managed to stay strong, though she was tempted to hit him over the head several times. Even Mori looked annoyed with the blonde which was a feat.

Of course, as soon as they arrived, Tamaki's mood changed so fast that one might have thought he was a different person. He laughed and jumped out of the car and proceeded to hop around the street.

"Broadway! Broadway!" Tamaki chanted, stretched his arms up to the sky with every jump. "Formidable! Fantastique!"

Haruhi chased after her boyfriend and Kyoya twitched like he was reliving a painful memory. Ena just sighed and went to the front door, pulling the tickets she'd printed out back home and passing them over the counter.

The Club made their way into the theatre that was already filling up with people. They found their row together and all sat down, Tamaki and Haruhi at the end, then Honey and Mori, the twins and finally Ena and Kyoya. Ena leaned forward and told everyone to turn off their cellphones, giving Kyoya a pointed look when he didn't move. He pulled out his cell with a sigh before turning it on silent, which wasn't what she'd asked for but close enough.

The lights flickered, signalling that those still lingering should sit down, and soon a quiet musical score started. Everyone got to their seats and soon a spotlight shone on stage, a little red head girl walking out towards the audience. It was quiet as she spoke, the music curling through the crowd.

Ena got caught up in the musical. She used to watch Annie on a VHS when she was a kid, so to be seeing it performed live was a blast from the past. The Club was amazingly silent, all listening to the songs being sung and watching the orphans dance across the stage. It wasn't until they got to Annie meeting Sandy for the first time that Ena turned gauge their reactions. They were all enthralled, captivated by the show.

Kyoya, however, was turned towards Ena, fixated by something one her chin. Ena reached up, trying to feel what he was looking at when her fingers touched a thin white scar, marring her chin and lower lip. It would be almost impossible to see in the light, just a slight raised line, but with the stage lights just barely reaching them, it would be easier to spot.

"Jonathan." Ena managed to tell him, dropping her hand back in her lap.

Kyoya tensed and turned back to the stage. He looked truly, terrifyingly angry for the first time since Ena had meet him. It was strange to see the usually composed and calm teenager so...emotional. His hands were gripping his chair arms, a bit like he had at the Empire State Building, and Ena could see behind his glasses again. Kyoya's eyes were stormy and unfocused on the play.

"I let him off too easily." He muttered and Ena blanched.

Haruhi's suspicions that morning appeared to be correct. Ena was blindsided, people didn't usually go to such lengths for people they just knew, right? So maybe, Kyoya did care about her, at least a little. To think that he would do something like that for her was almost unbelievable, almost as unbelievable as a seventeen year old having that much power. And yet, Kyoya had a knack of going above and beyond and surprising people, if what Haruhi had told her was any indication.

Ena realized that she'd been staring at Kyoya for several minutes and quickly turned back to the show, trying to focus on the story. It was a lot harder to get in it after all that, though, Ena painfully aware of how still and angry Kyoya was sitting. His hands were still tight around the armrests and his breathing was shallow and short, like he was just barely keeping himself in check. If he had been annoyed about the Ferris wheel, than this was him being furious. And yet, it almost seemed as if he wasn't angry and was more...upset.

Ena tried to think objectively, what would she if it was anyone else, any one of her friends sitting next to her and they were feeling unhappy. Logically, she'd try to comfort them, but Kyoya didn't seem like one for comfort. Besides, this wasn't the ideal place to reach over and give him a hug. Ena thought about the Fourth, and what Honey had done to comfort her. She tapped her fingers on her leg and it hit her.

Reaching out slowly, Ena placed her hand on top of Kyoya's and he twitched. He didn't look at her, remained still, so Ena continued. She nudged his hand until he let go of the seat, and then turned it over slowly so she could thread her fingers through his. Kyoya's hand engulfed hers, but was straight and still. Ena brought her other hand up to curl his fingers down, around her knuckles, before dropping their hands back on the armrest and turning to the stage one again.

She was still hyper aware of Kyoya next to her, but was able to pay more attention. Kyoya's fingers were still awkwardly wrapped around hers, so she gave his hand a little reassuring squeeze. That seemed to help him relax, because soon he settled back down in his chair and let out a deep, long breath. Kyoya squeezed her hand back before adjusting his fingers more comfortably.

That went on for the rest of the musical, each of them occasionally adjusting their hands but not letting go. Ena could hear the Club laughing at the funny parts, gasping at the surprising ones, and just enjoying themselves in general. When the curtain closed for the last time, they all hooted and hollered with the rest of the audience, clapping and clapping as each of the performers came out.

It wasn't until they had to stand up that Ena and Kyoya let go of each other's hands, Ena shaking the feeling back into hers after holding on for so long. The Club trickled out of the theater, all talking about their favorite parts and humming pieces of songs. Tamaki tried to start up a rendition of "Tomorrow" but the looks Haruhi, Ena and Kyoya gave him stopped him short and he defaulted to just muttering the words under his breath.

The Club was lingering in the lobby, so Kyoya motioned to the doors a little impatiently. "I have reservations at a restaurant for dinner, so let's hurry this along."

The prospect of food was enough to get them going, and soon they were all in the limo again. Dinner was a swanky restaurant, with tiny portions and fancy decor. It was exactly what Ena had expected from Kyoya, but the food was beyond her expectations. She was a bit distracted by the meal, but a certain point of conversation caught her attention.

"Annie is just like you Haruhi!" Tamaki was insisting. "A street smart commoner who is taken in by kindly rich people and given a chance at new life!"

"I don't see it." Haruhi shook her head. "If I'm Annie, who does that make you?"

Tamaki seemed to ponder this before dropping his first into his hand in his revaltaion. "I am obviously Daddy Warbucks."

Ena sputtered, almost spitting out her fancy lamb chop in surprise. Hikaru and Kaoru were laughing loud enough to draw the attention of other diners and Mori had to reach over to give Ena a couple hits on the back to keep her from choking.

"Jesus Christ." Ena coughed when she could speak again. "Is this the weird 'Daddy' thing you were talking about Haruhi?"

"Yes." Haruhi had sunk down into her chair in embarrassment and was covering her red face with both hands. "I wish you wouldn't say things like that Tamaki."

"Wait, wait!" Kaoru piped up, his laughter subsiding. "I can see it! Warbucks not wanting Annie around is kinda like how Tono was clueless about liking her!"

"Does that mean Kyoya is Miss Hannigan?" Hikaru asked, getting an angry look from his senior.

"Oh no." Ena shook her head, before grinning. "Kyoya is obviously Grace."

That set everyone off again, all laughing and yelling about who each of them would be. It was decided that Kyoya was probably actually Warbucks and Ena was Grace, which caused the later to sputter and the first to sigh. Haruhi was still Annie, and the twins were both orphans with her. Mori and Honey were just people who worked at Kyoya/Warbuck's mansion.

"Wait! Who does that make me?" Tamaki frowned from his seat.

The club all thought, trying to figure out how the blonde would fit into the mix. Suddenly, Haruhi looked up and nodded.

"I've got it."

"What?" Tamaki asked her excitedly, hopping in his seat a little.

"You're Sandy."

Everyone burst into cheers and laughter, and even Tamaki looked satisfied with the decision.

Back at the hotel, Ena tugged her hair out of its braid and put on some pajamas. Haruhi was sitting in bed, reading a book she'd brought along and using one of the lamps for light. She was wearing her glasses, having taken out her contacts before climbing into bed. Her brow was furrowed as she read, a sign of her concentration.

Ena was digging around in her duffel bag when she found a sketchbook. She'd forgotten that she grabbed it, but decided to try drawing a few of the pictures she took around the city. Flipping through a few on her phone, she doodled, trying to capture Tamaki's excitement and Haruhi's fondness in a cute picture of them. Haruhi glanced up and smiled when she saw Ena's sketchbook.

"Haven't seen you with that in a while."

"Yeah, I guess I've just been busy lately. I got a lot of good pictures in the last few days, so I wanted to try drawing them." Ena erased an extra line before giving the sketch a satisfied look.

"Y'know, Kyoya draws too." Haruhi pointed out, all pseudoinnocent.

Ena paused before looking up at the girl. "You're kidding."

"I was surprised too, but you know that little black book he's always writing in? It turns out he has two. One for sketching and one for plotting."

"Of course." Ena sighed, and tossed her sketchbook in the general direction of her bag.

She hobbled over to her bed and fell down face first, before pulling the blankets up around her. It seemed like she couldn't take two steps any direction without bumping into Kyoya. Haruhi let her have her little moment before putting her book down and staring up at her seriously.

"Okay, What's up?" She asked.

Ena rolled on to her back and sighed up at the ceiling. "I think you were right about Kyoya."

"Hmm." Haruhi slipped a sheet of paper into her book and put it down on the bedside table.

"He noticed this scar I have, from one of the times Jonathan..." Ena gestured vaguely. "When I told him, he got all angry and quiet."

"What did you do?"

"I comforted him, like I would with anyone. I sorta...held his hand for most of the play. It seemed to help, but he was pretty worked out about it all." Ena told her.

"And so...?" The younger girl prompted.

"I guess he maybe...cares about me? A little?"

"I'd say more than a little." Haruhi told her, laying down in her bed and pulling off her glasses. "Kyoya has never been good with feelings, so he's probably just having a hard time conveying them."

"No 'senpai'?" Ena noted the drop of the honorific.

Haruhi rolled her eyes. "I have known him for a while now. And besides, Americans always give me weird looks when they hear me say it."

"Do you think he ever..." Ena trailed off.

"Ever what?" Haruhi glanced over at her.

"You were saying that you didn't really noticed that Tamaki liked you, or the twins...do you think Kyoya ever did?"

Haruhi's brow furrowed as she thought. "I don't think so, if he did he was good at hiding it. I don't think he would see any merit in liking me so he just...wouldn't."

"So where's the merit in him helping me?" Ena asked. "Even for a friend, it seems like a lot to do for someone."

Haruhi gave Ena that look again, the one that told her she was missing something. "I guess you'll just have to ask him."

She reached up and turned off the light, throwing the room into darkness.

AN: Oh Kyoya, what have you done? Making Ena all worried and confused.

Our time in New York is drawing to a close, but the Club still has one more day to explore the city! I hope you're all enjoying the fic so far, this chapter marks the official halfway mark. I've decided on where I want everything to go from here, and soon it will be a lot less filler chapters a more plotty stuff.