Tamaki watched the stove clock blink 10:00 AM and turned to glance hopefully at Kyoya's bedroom door. "I don't think that's going to wake him up, boss," Hikaru smirked.

"Yeah, I don't think he's sensitive to your glaring," agreed Kaoru.

"Well, I'm not going in there, if that's what you're suggesting!" he replied, defensively, and a bit louder than would be advised. The twins both ducked behind the counter, giggling.

"If he wakes up from your yelling—"

"-we're not taking the blame, idiot!"

He ducked down with them, then slowly peeked over the top towards the bedroom. "I'm too young to die!" he whispered dramatically.

"Too bad, boss," Kaoru grinned and nudged his shoulder, "you wake up Kyoya, you die. Those are the rules." Hikaru almost successfully held in his amusement.

"Don't laugh at my doom! You are such a bad child, you should be ready to defend me! I am your father!"

"He's not your son, senpai."

The boys turned round at the sound of the familiar voice.

"Haruhi—"

"-when did you get here?"

"and how did you get in?"

"Wait, is that breakfast? I'm starving, and there's nothing in this kitchen!"

"Seriously, there's two carrots and some left-over pasta—"

"—but there's no way we're eating Italian food for breakfast!"

Tamaki's eyes widened as an idea occurred to him. "Haruhi!" he said, returning to his former volume level. "We should have an American breakfast since we are in America, right?!"

The twins grabbed an arm each to restrain his enthusiasm. "Shush, boss! You're going to wake him up, remember!"

His hands flew to his mouth, and all three of them peeked up over the counter again.

Haruhi sighed.

"You guys are being stupid. Kyoya wouldn't wake up if you threw a wild party in here, he doesn't care about noise. He only wakes up for light and his alarm clock—and to be honest, sometimes the alarm clock doesn't work either."

They all just sat there on the floor and blinked at her as she puttered around Kyoya's kitchen, putting away what appeared to be a few days worth of groceries. She disappeared behind the refrigerator door with some eggs. "Wow!" her disembodied voice said, "you guys were right, there isn't anything in here! I knew he didn't have eggs because he put them in the cake, but it's worse than I thought!" She reappeared as the door closed and looked at them, brows furrowed. "I might have to go back to the store later. There should be enough for a nice breakfast, though, if you want to help me get started."

Tamaki bounded up off the floor like the golden retriever he is, overjoyed at the opportunity to help. Hikaru stood and held out his hand to help up his brother, noticing the university lanyard around Haruhi's neck as he did so. "Is that how you got in, Haruhi?" he asked, tilting his chin in her general direction.

She slipped it off and set it on the counter. "Yeah, how else would I have gotten in? The door was locked."

"You have a key?" the twins asked in unison.

She blinked at them. "Um, yeah? That's what you do when you don't have servants. You give a spare key to someone you trust, just in case you lock yourself out or something."

Kaoru smirked. "Isn't the point of a building like this so that you can just call maintenance or something?"

She stuck out her tongue at him and pulled the eggs back out of the refrigerator. "Should we make some pancakes and scrambled eggs, or maybe French toast?" she asked the other two.

"WE SHOULD HAVE SOME HASHBROWNS," Tamaki exclaimed, forgetting, once again, the sleeping host in the next room.

Haruhi just laughed and pulled a few potatoes out from under the sink.

Breakfast was cooked and eaten (with only 2 major incidences—Haruhi just hoped she hadn't used all her luck before noon), and Kyoya was still asleep. "Their flight gets in at 12:30, right?" Hikaru asked, glancing at Kyoya's bedroom door.

Haruhi sighed. "I'll wake him up."

A collective gasp from the other three stopped her in her tracks. "It's okay guys, I promise. I'm just going to open the blinds."

She gave what she hoped was a reassuring smile and ducked into the room she would probably die in, as her friends grieved for the life she could have lived, if only she had listened to them.

"My own dear daughter!"

"She's dead. Haruhi is long gone."

"Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai didn't even get to see her!"

"What are we going to do? Should we call the police?"

"We can't call the police on Kyoya, he's our friend! THEY'D DEPORT HIM! WHAT ABOUT HIS EDUCATION!"

"Boss, if he kills Haruhi, who cares about his education?"

"Yeah, what's with that?"

Haruhi stepped out of the now lightened bedroom and raised an eyebrow at her over-dramatic friends. "Guys, I'm not dead. He'll be ready in a few minutes, so we'll have time to get to the airport before they land." She pulled the plate of various breakfast foods she'd saved for Kyoya out of the refrigerator and put it in the microwave. "Do any of you know how to drive?"

The twin's hands shot up eagerly. Haruhi looked at each of them discerningly and pulled a set of keys off the top of the refrigerator. "Here," she said, handing them to Kaoru, "take the elevator all the way down, it's the first spot after the support beam. It's marked with the room number. If you can't find it, just hit the unlock button."

"Hey, I can drive too! How come Kaoru gets to drive!?"

"Because he won't get any weird ideas," she turned back to the brother with the keys, "Just follow the arrows out of the garage and turn left. We should be down as you are pulling up."

"Got it!"

"Hey! I'm capable! Kaoru, let me push the button, at least!"

"Boys! You have to be responsible! Haruhi has entrusted you with Kyoya's car, you mustn't be childish! Oh, why do I always have to keep you two in line!?"

And with that, Haruhi was alone with the beeping microwave.

For a moment, anyhow. Kyoya stumbled out of the bedroom, mostly dressed, but obviously not awake. "Haruhi," he said gruffly, "which of these buttons is the bottom one?"

Her laugh thawed him out of his drowsiness, and he let out a bit of a smile. A bit more than he would have liked..

"Here," she giggled, buttoning him up, "let me do it. You have a tie?"

He snorted. "I didn't think I could manage it. And we're just going to the airport, Haru."

Her hands fussed with his collar anyhow. "I saved you some breakfast, if you want it."

"Where'd you get breakfast from? I don't recall having anything decent in the fridge."

She pulled him over to the counter and pushed him onto the barstool with food in front of it. "I went shopping, and the guys helped me make it. I can't believe you slept through it, I think Tamaki wrote a song while Kaoru was grating the potatoes."

He chuckled, but, realizing the suspicious peace in his apartment, grew serious. "Haruhi?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"Where are they?"

"They guys? I sent them to pull the car up. Why?"

Serious quickly turned into concerned. "Please tell me you gave Kaoru the keys."

She smiled and nodded. "I'm not stupid, Kyoya. Now come on, we have to go! Stop talking, start eating!"

He shook his head. This visit is going to be the death of me.

The drive was fairly uneventful, as much as could possibly be expected. Kaoru successfully drove all the way to the airport (Hikaru sat in the front with a gps app open), and Tamaki didn't try to lecture them at all. Kyoya and Haruhi both fell asleep in the back row of the SUV, Kyoya against the window, Haruhi buried into his shoulder. Tamaki thought this was adorable, and took a few pictures before waking up Haruhi (in order to wake up Kyoya, obviously. He wasn't completely stupid) when they reached their destination.

They made it to the gate without complications (unless you count Hikaru having an actual fight with the parking-pass machine as a complication), and were scanning the crowd for Mori when a whirl of blonde came out of nowhere and attached himself to Haruhi.

"Haru-chan! Kyo-chan! Yay, it's so nice to see you guys!"

He was not, however, quite as small as he had been. "Wow, Honey-senpai, you've gotten taller!"

"Yeah, I finally caught up to Chika-chan!"

Mori nodded his assent.

"Well," Kyoya said, "We'd better get your bags, and then we'll go home and get you fed. I'm sure you're hungry after your trip."

Mori's stomach chose that moment to rumble. He patted it, as if to shut it up.

"Takashi!" Honey laughed, "You are hungry, huh!"

"Yeah."

Kyoya drove home (Haruhi declared him fully awake and capable), and Haruhi sat passenger-side to help with the directions.

When it seemed like the two of them were distracted enough by traffic, Honey tapped Kaoru on the shoulder. "Kao-chan, are they dating?"

"I know, right?" Hikaru said, crossing his arms.

"They say no," his brother answered, "but we think they may just be in denial."

Tamaki stepped in, remembering to whisper this time. "She was asleep on his couch when we got here, and she has a key to his home! She even went grocery shopping this morning!"

"They are always up in each other's space, and they don't even notice!"

"She woke him up this morning!"

"—and she didn't even die!"

Mori tapped Honey's arm and pointed to the front of the vehicle, where Haruhi was holding her phone over the wheel so Kyoya could see the map. They couldn't hear what they were talking about, but whatever it was was making Kyoya smile, and Haruhi was scrunching up her nose at him.

"Woah," Honey whispered, "it's worse than I thought."

"So, you guys want to help us get them together?" Kaoru asked.

Honey looked at Mori, and they turned to the others simultaneously. "We're in."

So I was planning on going farther than that but it got long. The next chapter will have Honey being wise and Haruhi having abandonment issues. Hopefully. Unless I get caught up in the minor details again.