I thought about going to the next day with this chapter and skipping around Hikaru and Sunny's interaction during their walk. But I thought I would use this as an opportunity to explain some things about Sunny. I do not own OHSHC.

Hikaru's POV

"There is a 73% chance of her snapping at you, if you make her mad," she read, glaring at the pamphlet. "Her mother is half Hispanic, half Canadian. Has green eyes and blonde hair. She is a C-cup, five feet five inches and just recently got blue highlights in her hair." She starred disbelievingly at the piece of paper that I showed to her. There was probably a good chance that I should not have though. Her eyebrows scrunched up in anger and looked like she wanted to tear it apart. "Why the heck would Kyoya-senpai make something like this?!"

She was seething, but I could see the restraint in her eyes. Yup, I shouldn't have showed it to her.

"Kyoya passed these out to the rest of the club members at lunchtime. We were all pretty curious about you," I explained, trying to calm her down.

"Why couldn't you have done what normal people do? There's this thing called stalking and printing these kinds of things and passing them out to a bunch of guys is pretty close to that term!" Her rant ended as she yawned, looking very tired.

"I'm guessing the time zone change is still getting to you, huh?"

"Yeah," she sighed. "I'm hoping that I get used to it soon, I can't keep yawning in the middle of the day like this."

"Anyway, I actually find this paper very interesting," I teased, wondering if the other 27% would keep her from yelling at me for my words. I took the paper away from her.

"Yeah? Why would that be?" she questioned, her angered blush starting to resurface.

"Well... It lets me know a bit more about you than I probably would have with only a few days of knowing you. For example: you know how to belly dance, do gymnastics, throughly enjoy Halloween and that you like tucking your hair in baseball caps. Very unusual from the kind of girl I had you pegged as."

"What did you have me pegged for then?" she asked, knowing that I had her interest.

"I thought that you would be the kind of girl that teases guys," I answered bluntly.

There were only a few seconds of silence before she ripped her things away from my hands, which was easy for her because I had left my bag behind in the club room for Kaoru to deal with. She then started to walk a little faster, trying to get away from me.

"Well you're one to talk, the entire group of you are "teasing" a bunch of girls."

I let her have a few seconds lead before I grabbed her arm to stop her. "Wait, wait." She didn't. "I said wait!" She finally stopped walking, refusing to look at me. "That came out wrong."

"Really? Because I can't think of anything that would make that sound any better," she said blandly, reaching towards the bend of her elbow to try to unhook my fingers. But I held firm, not wanting to loose her.

"I only meant that someone like you would unintentionally lead boys on. You act natural around people that you are comfortable with, I mean."

"What do you mean?" Her confusion was clear on her face.

"No matter how uncomfortable you claim you are, you seem to be enjoying yourself around us," I explained. The suspicious narrowing to her eyes made me freeze, wanting to explain myself further. "I mean, you danced around with all of us barefoot, so I thought you were letting your guard down."

"Maybe you're right. I mean, I was a bit hesitant around you guys, but after seeing that you genuinely care about my cousin, I thought "what the heck" and let myself relax." She smiled. My pulse started pounding out of control, making me nervous. But then she got a thoughtful look on her face. "But if you ever lock me in a closet ever again, there will be hell to pay." She turned on her heel, dragging me along with her, because I still hadn't let go yet.

I quickly released her, feeling like we were standing too close during that talk. By the time we reached her and Haruhi's apartment complex and after Kaoru and I left, I felt my stomach clench. Maybe I was getting sick?

"-aru! Hikaru!" I was being shaken, taking my gaze away from the fading image of the apartment complex.

"What?!" I yelled back, annoyed.

"I've been calling you for a while. Are you alright?" Kaoru asked, the look of concern, along with some amusement, on his face.

"It's nothing."

"Wow, I didn't know that Sunny had changed her name to "Nothing". What an unusual thing to do."

My cheeks started to get warm. It definitely wasn't embarrassment, I was angry. "Shut up, it's not like that. Anyway, what were you saying?"

"I was asking if you were ready for our contribution to Kyoya's plan?"

"Oh, yeah. We'll be finished with that by eleven," I responded, turning back to look out the window. I thought about the certain blonde that would be asleep long before that time.

Sunny's POV

I felt something strange going on. There were whispered conversations with my name in it, but by the time that I would turn around to confront them, everything would be silent. All day this occurred so I wasn't able to find out what was going on.

But I had a sneaky suspicion that maybe Haruhi and Senpai would know. But I wasn't dumb enough to not consider Kyoya-senpai as an accomplice on the matter. I'll corner him and ask as soon as class was over.

Blueberry bagels are awesome! Especially with peanut butter and some jam!