Omigosh!

The convention! I must have missed it! I check my watch, which shows the date.

"Crap, crap, crap..." I mutter under my breath some profanities. [No details to keep this PG]

The watch says that only one hour has passed, and the seconds aren't ticking. The garden must have neutralized it, keeping the time from flowing.

Honey walks back, hugging Mori's arm. He's smiling. I hand back Usa-chan.

"You need him more," I whisper as Honey snatches it in a giant hug.

"Sind Sie das Essen? Nein, wer Sind der Jäger," I whisper under my breath, bored.

Mori smirks. His cheeks take on a pinker tone, but he remains ultimately expressionless.

He walks of with Honey riding him.

Haruhi walks out. "So Hannah," she sayz as I turn to look at her. "Is he still hurting you?"

"No sir, mr. Fujioka!"

She sighs. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Unless demanded of the masters, yes!" I'm so glad I took theatre!

"I'm not a guy. I'm a girl."

I look taken aback. "What!? But you're a host!"

"Because if you guys!"

I look at her knowingly. Should I tell her? Join her as a host to comfort her? But what would I say? 'Im not really a girl, I'm a Girl?'

I sigh.

"Lady, maybe. Or host I'm fine, I really don't mind," I softly sing.

She gawks. "You know that song?"

"What?"

"I made that song up. I'm a bad singer, but your voice is beautiful!"

"What?"

"I see you come, I watch you go..."

I join her. "You never seem to leave me though!" We bond as we sing.

"And we'll always fall in love again!"

"You're voice sounds awesome!" She says. I blush. I can be modest... sometimes.

"Thanks!" I search for something to compliment her on. "Your song writing skills are awesome!"

It's her turn to blush.

Kyoya walks in. "Beautiful singing, ladies."

She gawks. "You heard!?"

"Yes, but it was obvious that you're a girl."

I elbow him. "He's a jerk sometimes. A real butt!" I kick him on the word 'butt' and she snickers.

Haruhi looks at me. "Wanna sleepover tonight? Girl on girl?"

"Sure!" I say, walking with her. Club day over.