A/N:

Waaah! After a gazillion years, it's finally here! :D This is where our two hosts ended up after their fabulous train ride! :P

And if this chapter sucks, gomen nasai! I'm experiencing an inspiration drought at the moment :P Too much work, I think.

Anyway, if you have suggestions or whatever, I'd love to hear from you!

Thanks again and feel free to comment and review! :D

KANAZAKI AMUSEMENT PARK

"What is that, Haruhi?" He asked looking at a vendor's cart before them, curiosity written plainly all over his face. They were seated on one of the stone benches, and Kyouya was observing the scene around them with utmost concentration.

Haruihi sighed. "Haven't you ever had one of those before senpai?" she asked in exasperation. "This is pretty common to amusement centers."

What am I thinking? She shook her head in mild disgust. This was Kyouya she was talking to. She had grown up on the stuff, and had always assumed that everyone knew about it. After all, it was a pretty popular snack. Given his background though, he had probably never even seen any before, much less tasted them.

"Damned rich bastards…" she muttered crossly.

Kyouya ignored her comment, and continued to stare interestedly at the various items on display. What an extraordinary price… three choices for one hundred yen. I wonder what they taste like? He froze at the thought, it sounded like something Tamaki would say. How annoying— was it possible that some of his idiocy was rubbing of on him he mused irritably.

While Kyouya had been busy filing everything away into his computer-like brain, Haruhi had gone up to the vendor to place an order.

"Ohayo gozaimasu! I'll have two orders of your 'Super Set' please." She stated smiling politely at the salesman. "Oh, and two bottles of lemon iced tea."

"Sure thing ojou-chan." The vendor replied cheerfully, as he dropped the chosen foodstuff into boiling oil.

While she waited patiently for their order, Haruhi took the opportunity to observe Kyouya covertly. Though his eyes were obscured by the light reflecting off his glasses, she was pretty sure that those dark orbs had missed nothing.

"Here you go ojou-chan, I added a little something extra for you since you're so kawaii." He ended with a wink, then handed over two plates filled with food.

Haruhi beamed at him brightly. "Yosh! Arigatou!" She licked her lips in anticipation, they all looked so delicious and she couldn't wait to dig in. She walked back happily to Kyouya and presented him with her offering.

"Here you go Kyouya-senpai," she announced with a flourish.

Kyouya eyed the oddly shaped pieces with a certain sense of misgiving. In essence, he had gone on this trip to experience the so-called 'commoner life' but he hadn't really thought that he'd have to go so far and actually eat the damn things. He had just wanted to watch and observe. You never knew when information such as this would come in handy, after all, he was now the owner of the Ootori Zaibatsu, and his plans for the future included mass-producing medical supplies that would cater to the middle-class market. So, it qualified that he would have to study this alien world with a greater attention to detail.

"Ano, aren't you going to eat senpai?" Haruhi asked, gesturing to his yet untouched food.

Kyouya gazed at her coolly, and duly noted that half the stuff on her plate had been demolished in the few minutes he'd been spacing out.

"Haruhi, I have no intention of eating these… whatever these things are." He murmured disdainfully.

"While Tamaki may embrace such experiences as this, I am merely here to gather invaluable data that will potentially increase our medical group's profits by 30," he ended haughtily.

She looked at him rather doubtfully. "Really? And how will you do that?"

Haruhi paused and gazed at him thoughtfully; chopsticks in hand, a bit of something unrecognizable caught in its grip. "It was your idea to come here, you know," she reminded him once more.

"You should at least do this right senpai, if you truly want to understand this particular lifestyle— you have to live it." Haruhi's eyes took on a mischievous gleam.

"That includes trying new things, including food." She declared with an emphatic wave of her hand.

Kyouya watched her warily, prepared to duck should a wayward piece of food come flying his way. "Are you ordering me around, Haruhi?" Kyouya questioned derisively.

"You know I don't take orders very well," he murmured, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.

"Hardly," she sassed back tongue in cheek, "though you can't blame a girl for trying," she ended with a wide grin.

"This was your idea after all…" Haruhi ended with a meaningful look.

"Hai, I know already," Kyouya grumbled impatiently. "You're like a pirated cd Haruhi, annoyingly repeating the same part over and over. I got the message, the first few hundred times."

She rolled her eyes at the blatant exaggeration. Haruhi gazed at him evenly and asked, "What else do you want to do then? We've pretty much covered the whole area."

She absently popped a squid roll into her mouth, enjoying the slightly rubbery texture. She glanced down and realized that she'd eaten the last one. Haruhi turned her head and eyed Kyouya's plate hungrily.

"Ano," she asked hesitantly. "Are you going to eat that Kyouya-senpai?"

He looked at the congealed lump on his plate with distaste. Kyouya readily handed it over with a regal toss of his head.

"Take it Haruhi," he muttered, barely restraining a grimace. "How you can stomach such a dreadful thing is beyond me." Kyouya stated implacably, staring at Haruhi from the corner of his eyes.

"Judging by its looks alone, I would be surprised if it even had an ounce of nutritional value." Kyouya unconsciously stuck his nose up in the air and went on pompously, "In fact, I'd have to say that… umph."

Haruhi beamed at him wickedly, a bug-eyed Kyouya stuffed with a mouthful of fried squid balls was truly a sight worth savoring.

"Shut up and eat senpai." Haruhi murmured, then she quietly resumed polishing off the rest of Kyouya's meal.