What a long and strange day yesterday was, she thought as she slowly opened up her eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her back, and groggily sat up on her bedroom floor. Hahaha argh, I would fall off my bed again. Yuubi quickly jumped up and looked out the window. The trees were bare and dark, and the clouds were out. She smiled; she loved this weather. Hurriedly, she threw on a shirt, oversized knit tweed sweater, some skinny trouser pants, and a large navy blue winter jacket. She walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, then, threw her bag over her shoulder and made it out the door.

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"The mid-term painting that you guys have been working on are due on Wednesday," the teacher announced as she walked into the door of her art classroom and took a seat at her stool and easel. "Okay? No excuses. No extensions. No absences." She smiled, facing her painting. She had spent a tremendous amount of time on it, painting every little detail until it looked almost real. Usually, she didn't have the patience or the desire to paint realistic paintings, but this year's autumn inspired her to capture it unaltered.

"Wow! That's a really amazing painting Yuubi-san," a student from her art class awed from behind her.

"Ah! Toh-san! Thank you so much," she turned around to face him with a smile. He was handsome looking boy from a wealthy family whose members were several of the most respected artists in Japan. He had a chocolate brown hair, and was lean, tall, and somewhat, reserved. Every time she saw him in class, he would be sitting on his stool with a paintbrush in one hand, a pallet in the other, biting onto a different sized paintbrush as his gaze never separating from his piece until the bell excused him for the day.

"Yeah no problem," he said, leaning in to see it with his light grey eyes carefully examining the details of the piece. "Really nice!" He finally stood up and gave her a kind smile and thumbs up to which she slightly blushed. She had a lot of respect for him, especially because she saw him as one the most talented artists at the school.

"COMMONER," Tamaki shouted as she entered the doors of the host club. "WE, THE HOST CLUB, HAVE A FAVOR TO ASK YOU. CAN YOU DO IT?!" She walked towards the leader who, was lounging on the couch with his long legs crossed with the members beside him, nodding their heads to his statement.

I hope it's not something crazy… "Ah… depends," she nervously laughed, in fear of accepting the favor.

"WE WANT TO GO TO YUU-CHAN'S HOUSE," Honey ran over to over and stretched his arms out beyond his frame, hugging her excitedly.

"My house….?" As in my little studio apartment?

"Mhmhmhmhm," the members nodded in unison, besides Haruhi who gave her a sympathetic smile and shrugged.

"LOL… but it's NOT A HOUSE," she tried to clarify, thinking that they were expecting a middle-class regular size house.

"We know," Kyoya chuckled. "We got your address over here," he pointed a finger at his clipboard, a statement to which her back slumped in disbelief. "We just wanted to get permission before we surprised visited you. Plus, it would be a waste of time to visit when no one was home."

"Haha… wow… my address," she laughed. "…What is privacy…"

"Well we're asking you now, so that's your right to privacy," Kyoya responded. She shrugged, admitting to her loss in their playful sassy banter, but did he always have to have a comeback for anything?

"SO CAN WE OR WHAT?!" the twins and Tamaki shouted impatiently.

"Mmm… I guess so… There's really not much to do in there though. It'll be boring..…" she said, thinking out loud.

"WE DON'T CARE WE JUST WANT TO SEE IT!"

"…Uhh whatever you guys want," she shrugged laughing. What are we going to do in there anyways?!

"YAYYYYY! YUU-CHAN'S HOUSE! YUU-CHAN'S HOUSE," Honey sang, dancing around the other members with Usa-chan.

They said Saturday, 2pm sharp, which was still too early of a time for her to wake up on a weekend, so she spent her Thursday, tidying up her place in case she forgot to. Saturday morning came, and she lazily walked outside her apartment in her pajamas – hair unkempt – and took a smoke break, leaning on the railings and feeling the air against her skin. The fact that they were visiting had completely slipped her mind.

"Good afternoon! Whoa! It's quite chilly out this winter! I see you're having your i-just-woke-up smoke break to start your day," Her neighbor, Mrs. Hiro playfully teased. She laughed and nodded in response. A long black limousine pulled up by the parking lot, causing both of them to raise their eyebrows and stare at it.

"What's a limousine doing in this neighborhood," Yuubi asked, squinting at the car in bafflement.

"I know! They're probably going to take a U-turn or something," Mrs. Hiro exclaimed, laughing. It parked. The two neighbors kept their gaze at it, curious to see what was going on.

"YUUUUUUU-CHANNNNNN," Honey hopped out of the limousine and looked up at Yuubi on the second floor of the complex, waving cheerily.

"AH!? HONEY SENPAI," her eyes widened as she realized they were visiting today. Noooooo!