A/N: New chapter, my pretties~ I'm speeeeding up events, unlike with how I went about with Perfect Storm, mainly so I don't get bored with writing again. Thank you for all the lovely reviews! Keep 'em up, they make me rather happy. Enjoy!~
I swatted around the bedside table, looking for the offending item that was currently chirping away and ruining my morning lie-in. The first rays of light from what was to be a beautiful Saturday morning were only just making their way through the thin curtains. Resolving to wear my granddad's old glasses, I was finally able to look at the new message that had dared to wake me. Next time, I noted to myself, remember to put the damn thing on silent.
Kyoya Ootori (07:04) – Idiots incoming. Lock your doors. -_-
It was pleasing to know I wasn't the only one who was rudely awakened, even if he was the one to wake me, and to receive some kind of warning as to how the rest of my day was going to be spent.
Haruhi Fujioka (07:07) – Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed :P
Kyoya Ootori (07:08) – No, I'm awake, that's what's wrong
Haruhi Fujioka (07:10) – Why do you never set your private police guys on them?
Kyoya Ootori (07:12) – I'd rather not have Honey and Mori annihilate them. Locked my bedroom door, how long do you think that'll hold them off?
Haruhi Fujioka (07:13) – I give you a few minutes. Quick, jump out the window!
Kyoya Ootori (07:14) – Too much effort…
Haruhi Fujioka (07:15) – lazy bastard
I assumed that his lack of reply was due to the host club making it into his room. Thinking about getting up wasn't a pleasant thought, but I'd rather have them barge in whilst I'm dressed rather than sitting around in pyjamas. Swinging my feet over the edge of the bed, I forced myself to stand and reach for some clothing.
After only 30 minutes, there was knocking at the door. I peeked out the viewing hole to see a close up Tamaki's amethyst eye. I took my time to unlock the door, savouring the last moments of freedom I had for the day.
"Right, you aren't coming in here, my dad's still asleep," I ordered, blocking the doorway with an arm and leg, barely stopping Tamaki from stampeding into the house.
"But your Daddy's right here!" Tamaki shuffled back after being blockaded, speaking as though he was stating the obvious.
"Her real dad, Tono," the twins groaned in unison, prodding the host club king mercilessly in the sides.
Tamaki shoved them away and stroked his chin in deep thought, "Then what are we gonna do?"
"You're telling me you idiots didn't have a reason to be dragging me out of bed?" Kyoya's murderous aura grew larger, shrouding him in darkness, only his glasses glaring menacingly through the misty surrounding.
"Of course not, Kyoya…" the blonde boy backed away from his terrifying best friend, colour draining from his face. "Let's go shopping! The commoner's mall should be nice and busy today!"
"It's only 8am, the shops won't be open yet, sempai. You could have let us stay in bed for an extra couple of hours," I deadpanned, contemplating trudging back indoors and slamming the door behind me.
"Yeah, none of us get up at 5am like you do, boss," Kaoru yawned, stretched out over the railing. "With the exception of Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai, I suppose."
"We only get up to train, then I go back to bed. Otherwise I can get cranky," Honey supplied us with, jumping up happily on the spot.
"Ah," Mori grunted in agreement.
"Then let's go for a walk in the park then, gang! Commoner's enjoy such an activity as it doesn't cost them anything, and they need the exercise." Tamaki looked very proud of himself, having found a solution to our problem, and for supplying us with some knowledge of the 'commoners' whilst he was at it.
"Sempai…" I grumbled, facepalming.
In the end, we couldn't think of anything better to do. The park wasn't too far away, so we strolled over, listening to Tamaki's random facts about commoner's lifestyles and uses for things that they found so alien.
"You look like you need some coffee, sempai," I teased, pointing to the dark circles under the boy's eyes.
He scowled, swiping away my hands. "Shut it. Of course I need coffee; I'm running on 3 hours sleep."
A pang of sympathy went out to my kouhai. "Well there's plenty of cafés nearby, we could ditch them."
"Devious. I like it," a smirk lit up his cantankerous expression at last.
"They wouldn't even notice. They're too busy listening to Tamaki's commoner babble." I grabbed him by the hand and tugged us to the right, heading up towards the closest café I could find. It was small, quaint and cheap; everything I guessed that Kyoya would hate, but he looked relieved as we dropped down into the old plastic chairs.
"We're lucky this place is even open."
"Anywhere would have been fine, as long as I have coffee."
"There'll only be instant coffee…"
"Caffeine is caffeine, here." He tossed a few notes towards me, enough to buy at least twenty cups of coffee in fact. I ordered quickly, adding on a side order of toast, butter and jams for both of us. As I set the cups down on the table, Kyoya swooped up the cup and began to drain the contents like his life depended on it.
"How you can drink that and not scald your mouth is beyond me, sempai." I took a sip myself as the waitress laid down the toast for us, smiling flirtatiously at Kyoya as she did. He ignored the attention completely, but held out his cup to her and ordered a refill. She scuttled off behind the counter, eager to carry out the boy's request.
"And how you do that. The mind of a woman is an anomaly to me." I slumped back down in my chair, groaning.
"Now, now, Haruhi. You may be a part time cross dresser, but underneath that you are still a woman. And each woman is attracted to something." He tapped his fingers impatiently on the wobbly table, glaring in the direction of the waitress who was faffing about with his coffee. My mind tried to find an example of any form of attraction I had to someone, but it was difficult. Sure, there were fleeting thoughts that I may like someone; I'd experienced it with a couple of the hosts already. But I knew that it was just that, fleeting.
"Or perhaps I'm the anomaly," I grumbled, finishing my small mug of coffee and pushing it away from me.
A dry laugh burst from his lips, "And you call me a robot."
"Only when your robotic tendencies come out," I retorted, crossing my arms defensively and sticking out my tongue.
"Shut up…" It looked as though he wanted to mirror my childish actions, but his stubborn willpower stopped him from making a spectacle of himself.
"Savour the peace and quiet; it won't take long for them to find us." I stretched in the seat, noting how cold and uncomfortable the plastic was.
"Unless we find somewhere else to hide." An impish smile stretched across his face as his glasses flashed.
"Go on." My eyes narrowed, suspicion flaring a warning in my mind.
"Tokyo is a big place, I'm sure we can find somewhere to relax. Or we can go back to mine and have a proper breakfast."
"Breakfast sounds good." The waitress reappeared with a fresh cup of coffee for Kyoya, winking at him as she placed in in front of him.
He emptied the cup in seconds, wiped his lips with the back of his hand and came to a stand. "Then let's get out of here. I don't think I can drink another cup of this poor excuse for coffee."