Chapter 35: Chika's "Down With Honey" Declaration!

" Now if she does it like this

Will you do it like that?

Now if she touches like this

Will you touch her like that?

Now if she moves like this

Will you move her like that?

Come on, shake, shake

Shake, shake, shake it… "

Jin continued humming the song as her finger trailed the spines of library books. There had to be something here about Egyptian Mythology… right? Groaning, the brunette finally accepted that she would have to wait until she went to the public library to start her next paper when her phone went off.

" And I was thinking of ways that I- Hm?"

Pulling it out, she read the single message left there.

Haruhi: Honey is fighting another student in the club room! Please hurry!

"Oh… that's not good."

Hoping that no one would be too hurt by the time she got upstairs, Jin ran as fast as she could out of the library. A few random students called out congratulations on being crowned queen last Friday, but she barely heard them. Why is Honey-kun fighting another student? He's usually never so aggressive, even when upset!

As she approached the music room doors, her phone went off again.

Haruhi: False alarm.

What?

A theory started to form as Jin slowed down to a walk, stopping just outside of the music room doors. Suddenly curious, she quietly opens the doors and peeks inside. Everyone was crowded around a pair of couches, and there was a new face among them.

One Jin recognized.

Shaking her head at her unprecedented panic, she calmly walked further into the club room, tucking her phone back into an inside jacket pocket, "Hey, guys! I'm sorry I'm so late. I can't find any books on Egyptian Mythology at all!"

Before the other boys could blink, Chika was leaping towards the girl, staff already in hand. The brunette sidestepped and continued walking forwards, "So, I see I've missed something exciting." Spinning back around she dodged a jab from Chika's staff as well as the swing that followed right afterwards, bending backwards far enough to touch the floor with her freehand. Bouncing back up, she struck the center of the boy's chest with the heel of her hand. His whole body skidded backwards along the tiles. Gritting his teeth, the boy dropped the staff and pulled out his own daggers, similar to the ones Honey has used earlier. Three of them to be exact.

Honey and Mori were quick to grab the others and haul them over to a safer side of the room.

With a shout, Chika throws the daggers expertly, one after the other. Jin somersaults underneath the blades, ended back on her feet and with the third dagger's handle in her right hand.

The others gasp as the younger boy screams in defiance, charging the girl once again. She meets him in the middle of the room, ducking around his strikes but never using the dagger, spinning and twisting it in her hand so he wouldn't be cut accidentally. Suddenly she grabs his arm with her left hand and twists her body to the ground, pulling the boy with her. There's the sound of shattering tiles, then silence.

Pulling back, Jin stands up and looks down at the boy. He's frantically trying to push himself up, but the dagger embedded through his shirt collar and into the floor keeps him pinned down.

"Hey, Chika."

Looking towards their audience, Jin's surprised to see Renge standing there with them. After not seeing her for the whole summer, she'd nearly forgotten about the crazy French girl. And for once the girl isn't screaming about something. In fact, they're all just staring at her.

"What?"

Honey nods towards his brother sprawled out like a starfish on the floor, "Um… could you let Chika-chan back up now?"

"Oh, right. I didn't think I'd put it in that deep..."

Reaching down, Jin yanked hard on the dagger until it popped out of the floor. The brunet quickly scrambles to his feet and bows to her, "Hello, Worthy Matron Fujioka. I was unaware you attended this Academy."

"And I haven't seen you since I left for America." She cups his face and makes him look at her, "You've grown."

Unless the boys are imagining it, Chika's cheeks have grown a bit red, "And your skills haven't dulled in the slightest, Worthy Matron." Jin smirks and ruffles his hair, "Hey! Don't touch the hair!"

Jin laughs, "So, what are you doing at the high school, Chika?"

"Oh… um…"

Haruhi called out from the other side of the room, "He's been telling us about the Haninozuka family. Specifically, how he'd never recognize Honey-senpai as the next head of his family." Chika shoots a dark glare at Haruhi over his shoulder.

"Chika…" at the tone in Jin's voice, he rotates his head back to her, head down, "We've talked about this. I like cute stuff, don't I?"

"But it's different! You're not a Haninozuka!"

"I'm an honorary member, aren't I?"

"It's not the same! Just… ah!"

He walks away, hands in hair as he goes on and on about it. Jin sadly lets him go, moving to stand by Kyoya instead, "Hey. How long has he been going on like this?"

"Three minutes before you got here. But I must ask, how come we have never seen you and Honey-senpai spar? I would've assumed that as an honorary member of their family you would've had to abide by their rules?"

"Well, like Chika said, I'm only an honorary member. The rules are different for me. Under normal circumstances, yes we would, but I don't really care for such violence. Besides, I saw Honey-kun pretty much every day when we were kids, and I see him every day now as teenagers. Do you know how much time that would waste? Around the time I got the title we came to an agreement that I don't have to battle every Haninozuka I meet. It's an optional choice for me, and I usually let the family members make the first move."

Honey-kun jumps up to Jin's back, looping his arms around her shoulders, "And besides, why would I want to fight Jin-chan? The last time we fought, it went on for half an hour and I lost my best staff!"

"You both also ended up in the hospital with blood loss, multiple bruises, and you had a dislocated shoulder, Mitsukuni."

Jin and Honey chuckled nervously, the girl reaching up to scratch at the back of her head, "Don't forget my concussion."

"Or my broken nose…"

They continued avoiding eye-contact with Mori-senpai who kept glaring at them like an overprotective mother hen. Kyoya stared at the girl in surprise. He'd know she was good -being trained by the Haninozuka family and able to take down small armies with ease was an easy enough clue- but she's as good as Honey-senpai?

"Can I say I'm impressed?"

"I figured you would."

Jin's resulting smile is short lived as Chika suddenly announces loudly he couldn't let Honey become the head of his family's dojo. The blond on her back loosened his grip before slowly sliding down to the ground.

"Chika-chan…"

"I just came here to make sure you didn't forget over summer vacation, stay away from me when we're at school. I don't want you corrupting my club members."

Slam!

* Time Skip *

"Honey-kun? Are you alright? You've been staring out that window for a long time now."

"Yeah...I'll be okay. Don't worry about me."

Jin hesitated, he didn't sound very okay, "If you're sure."

"I'm sure." Honey turns to look at her face, "Are you sad, Jin-chan? I know you get along with Chika-chan better than anyone else does."

"I guess I'm just a little disappointed he still doesn't understand that everyone should do what makes them happy, not just what their parents want them to do."

The boy nodded, looking back out the window with Usa-chan in a slightly tighter grip, "Hm. I'm sure Chika-chan will figure it out one day. But if you're sad, then you should go talk to Kyo-chan. He always makes you happy."

Jin smirks, "Because he's an idiot just like the rest of you." She ruffles his hair and goes to walk away.

"Jin-chan?"

"Yeah?"

"You like Kyo-chan, don't you."

Jin feels like her chest was just caught up in a vice grip. "Of course I like him. I hang out with him a lot, don't I?"

"No, I mean you like like him." Jin's face grows a nice shade of pink.

"Um… what gave you that idea, Honey-kun? Did Haru say anything or-"

"Nope, you two are just super obvious. You always seem the happiest when you're with each other. You also do things together a couple would do, like sharing a cup of tea and holding hands. And at the dance last week-"

"Okay, okay, shhh! Keep your voice down!" Jin looked around, "Well, I guess there's no real harm in saying I do have a bit of a crush on him." Honey stares at her. "Well, a big crush." He stares some more. "I really, really, really like him, okay? But… I don't know if he likes me that way. If he's only looking for a close friend, then I don't want to ruin it."

Mentally, Honey is rolling his eyes. He loves his friend dearly, but sometimes he feels like he should take a leaf out of Hika-chan and Kao-chan's book and throw them in a closet together for a few hours. If he had any less self-control, that's exactly what he would do.

"Oooookay. But if you're ever sad, talk to Kyo-chan about something. He'll probably always find time to talk to you if you needed it."

"Alright, Honey-kun. Thanks." She walks away, passing Haruhi and Tamaki on her way. Kyoya's exactly where she left him, on a couch with his black journal propped up on his knees. She takes a seat just as her sister starts getting filled in on Honey's past. "Hey, may I join you?"

"Of course, but are you not going to listen to the story?"

"No. I was there for most of it, and Honey-kun filled me in when I returned from America."

"Then would you mind helping me with this?"

"Not a problem." Jin leaned closer, resting her chin on his shoulder, "I think we should sell another one of my group works. Those seem to go for the most, but I'll add in a background this time. That should allow us to bump up the starting price by a decent amount. With that we should be able to completely pay off our expenses for the ice sculpture." Kyoya nodded, about to agree when he was cut off.

"With much strength and diligence, Honey-senpai locked away all of his cute possessions, taking on a hard and fearless disposition!"

Kyoya felt the girl beside him stiffen, and he shifted his shoulder, "Jin? You alright?"

" I remember this… it started about a year before I left for America. Honey-kun was miserable… He almost threw away Usa-chan. I had to beg him to let me hold onto it. "

The ravenet listened as Tamaki continued talking about the different ways Honey tried to behave more 'manly', "I always forget that you met Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai at a young age."

"I highly doubt you forget anything, Glasses."

"Fair enough, but I am curious; How did they react when you left for America?"

Jin shifted, lifting her head off his shoulder, "Honey-kun… when I first told him he acted like it wasn't a big deal, but I could tell he was upset about not seeing me for a whole year. And then… he fought his father, talking about true strength. When he was forbidden to perform martial arts in public and stopped acting like a 'manly man', whatever that means, there were a lot of tears. But I was so happy for him finally being allowed to be himself I couldn't find it in my heart to be upset at making him sad. It was refreshing for him to finally be able to display his emotions."

Kyoya nodded, returning his attention back to his journal once Jin replaced her head. He couldn't help but put a few parallels between him and Honey-senpai. Jin was as much into displaying someone's true self as Tamaki was, if a little more in for the long-haul rather than forcing it out of a person. In fact, she reminded him of his sister. Just a little.

The two lapsed back into silence and work as the others finished up the story. In fact, they completely zoned out of the conversation until Haruhi decided to draw her sister back in.

"Hey, Nēchan? Didn't you once tell me that you and Honey-senpai were pretty evenly matched? How come you aren't considered a weapon-of-mass-destruction by the Secretary of Defense?" Jin smirks as Mori responds for her.

"She is."

There's a moment of silence as the twins, Tamaki, and Haruhi pale. Jin feels Kyoya's posture stiffen beneath her cheek and her smirk widens.

"Nervous, Glasses?"

"Not at all, simply surprised."

Honey finally turned his attention away from the window, hopping up onto his cousin's shoulders, "Yeah! Jin-chan and I trained together for years! I was her personal trainer when she first joined, too! She was a natural! The only reason she hasn't been banned from using her full potential is because the Secretary of Defense never saw her fight me before!"

The long haired brunette finally pulled herself away from her crush's body heat, "Also, I prefer to not use my full potential anyways. I'd rather not be known as a weapon or feared because I can hurt people. That's why I've never really flaunted being considered a Haninozuka. It's not who I am."

As Haruhi is told about Yasuchika's upbringing in response to Honey-senpai's personality, Kyoya closes his black journal, "I think we've covered everything important for today. And besides, I have a feeling Tamaki is going to announce one of his infamous plans to help Honey-senpai reconnect with his brother."

"Probably." Jin stands up and stretches, "Well, Honey-kun was partially right."

"Hm?"

"He told me to come over here and talk to you so I wouldn't be as upset after witnessing Chika's behavior, but we didn't really talk all that much, did we?"

Kyoya was positive that Jin was just messing with him at this point. Either that, or she was dead set on having him make the first move. Now that he knew that at least a decent percentage of the school believed that the two of them would be a good match, he was much less concerned about the negative effects of a possible relationship between him and the brunette. All that was really left was to ask. But despite everything, Kyoya couldn't stand the thought of being turned down. He would, in all honestly, much rather admire her from a distance forever than know that he made Jin uncomfortable every time he thought of her in a 'relationship way'.

"Time for Operation: Haninozuka brothers reconciliation!"

Kyoya looked away from the girl, attempting to recollect his thoughts. There would be plenty of time later to really think his choices over, but now was not the time.

And besides, if the look on Jin's face was anything to go by, this would not be over quickly.

"-but he's nowhere near as skilled in Martial Arts as his brother, Mitsukuni."

"-he's not bad but he's no match for his older brother, Honey!"

The hosts winced in sympathy. It seemed like no matter which way Chika turned in his life, he was always being compared to Honey… and not in a positive light. Jin leaned her forehead against the glass pane, looking like she might cry as the boy was forced to act tougher, trying to hide his insecurities.

"It's totally normal, and way boring. We're going to find something more entertaining~"

"What!?" Tamaki was quick to jump on the twin's case, shouting about how shallow the redheads were. His rant, however, was cut off when he noticed a certain head of brown hair slipping away from the group. Jin walked alongside the building towards the door, not acknowledging how the hosts were following along behind her, only stopping when she opened the door.

Leaning against the wood, she raised her right hand up to the outside and rapped her knuckles on the door, "Knocker, knocker."

With a smile, she walked through the entrance. The hosts ran back to the window to watch Chika's reaction. Clearly Jin got along well with the younger Haninozuka, at least better than his own brother, and they wanted to see their interactions. They got there just in time for Chika to finish greeting his Senpai.

"I was wondering if I could join you guys for a session? It's been such a long time since I trained… that is, if you'd be okay with that?"

"Y-yeah! Sure! There's a locker room in the back for you to change and a few extra uniforms if you need them! I'm sure a few would fit you!"

"Thanks, Chika. I'd like to see how you're doing with training." Jin grins at the shorter boy and ruffles his hair in passing. This time he didn't complain, smiling genuinely before turning back to the other club members.

Outside, Haruhi leans back from the window, running that last scene through her head, "Okay… so, Chika nicer to Nēchan than his own brother."

The twins were quick to pick up the thread next, "Maybe it's because he respects her more?"

"After all, even though she likes sweets and cute things, she's not actually a Haninozuka so she doesn't have to be held to the same standards as him and Honey-senpai."

"But she's still very skilled at Martial Arts, even though she's not in the family. And she's not as well known and therefore he's not in her shadow like he is with Honey-senpai."

The twins were interrupted by a quiet, sad voice, one they weren't quite familiar with hearing, "No… that's not the reason Chika-chan is nicer to Jin-chan." The small blond boy walks closer to his friends, eyes cast down on the bricks lining the sidewalk, "It's because Jin-chan doesn't treat him like he's second best. She doesn't compare the two of us, skill-wise or appearance-wise, and she always talks to him like he's important."

Mori speaks up from behind his cousin, "He also has a crush on her."

A few of the boys jolted, looking between the two 3rd years and through the building's window, where Jin had just come back out into the main room. Kyoya's eyes narrow a bit, "She's two years his senior." At that comment, Haruhi couldn't help but scoff.

"Yeah, so? Our Obāsan and Ojiisan on our mother's side were ten years apart; age is just a number."

The girl let out a squeak as Tamaki suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Not. Helping ."

The host club quickly backs away as Kyoya's devil aura makes an appearance, returning their attention back to the dojo, which was a mildly safer topic at the moment. Chika was announcing Jin to the rest of the Karate club and what exercise they'd be completing next.

Haruhi straightens up, her finger pointing towards the boy inside, "Hey! Chika didn't fight Nēchan when she went in!"

"Of course not. If he had, then the members of the Karate club would've figured out she was an honorary Haninozuka! They won't be told unless they graduate from high school and continue with martial arts. That way, not everyone knows about Jin-chan, and she can live a normal life."

"Then... why is she practicing?"

"Just because they can't know she's Honorary Matron Fujioka, it doesn't she can't be Jin Fujioka, martial artist." It was probably the most any of them had heard Mori-senpai speak in a single sentence, but the moment was undermined by the fact that Jin's opponent for the drill was on his back only a few seconds after Chika gave the command.

They watch as Chika stalks over to the pair as Jin helps the other middle-schooler up.

"Saito! Would you like to explain to us how you were defeated so easily?"

"Hey." Jin placed a restraining hand on Chika's shoulder, "Go easy on him."

Everyone watching, inside and outside of the building, prepared themselves for Chika to grow angry at Jin telling him what to do. Perhaps some shouting, maybe a demand to spar with her himself. But instead the boy's posture softened. He offered both boy and girl an apologetic smile.

"I guess you're right. He didn't know how skilled you were. Well, Saito, what do you think happened?"

The dark-haired boy looked embarrassed, and shuffled his feet, "I… uh… I was focusing so much on deflecting her upper body attacks, that I didn't notice her leg until she knocked me down."

"Correct. So, from now on…"

"I need to be aware of every possible move my opponents may use to their advantage."

Jin smiled at the boy, "On the nose-ie! Come on, I'll teach you how I pulled that off, okay?"

"Okay!"

The hosts back away from the window, more than a little surprised at what had just transpired.

"Well, it looks like Jin-senpai has this under control!"

"Yeah, let's leave her to it!"

Before the twins could make another run for it, Tamaki grabbed their uniforms by the back of the collar, "Hold on a minute, you two! Just because Jin is being kind to Chika doesn't mean he's going to like Honey-senpai unless someone does something about it! Don't you care?"

Honey sighed, hugging his bunny against his chest, "Tama-chan, it's okay. I don't care if Chika-chan hates me, I just want him to be happy. He is my little brother after all, it's my job as a big brother to worry about him. Right, Haru-chan?"

"Excuse me." The hosts gasp and turn to see Chika standing right behind them, "Could you please keep it down, you're distracting my club." His eyes narrow as he spots his brother. For a moment he hesitates before taking up a fighting stance, "What are you doing here, Mitsukuni? I told you to leave me alone while I'm at school!"

He launches a flying kick at Honey, making the twins and Tamaki leap out of the way, screaming.

"You alien! Why can't you just leave me alone?" Honey opened his mouth, but the only thing that came out was a weak little croak. Thankfully that was the moment Jin decided to join.

"Chika! What are you doing? You said you were just going to talk to him!"

"I said I was going to make him leave!"

Jin let out a weary sigh, rubbing at her forehead, "You… ugh, nevermind. What did you just call him?"

Chick didn't respond, looking down at the ground instead, but now the host club knew why. It wasn't because he was upset at himself or regretting the way he treated his brother, but because Jin was disappointed in him. Kyoya couldn't help but make his way around the group to stand at the girl's side.

"Chika, just because your brother is stronger than you are doesn't give you the right to call him names! Why would you call him an alien?" At Haruhi unknowingly answering Jin's question for Chika -once again- Jin closed her eyes in a suffering way. She leaned into Kyoya's side gratefully.

"Yeah Chika-"

"-why are you so upset about cake and stuffed animals?"

The boy's face darkened, "Well, if it was just about the cake and stuffed animals I wouldn't have said anything. I didn't call my brother an alien because he's stronger than me." He suddenly pointed a finger and shouted, "I did it because he can devour an entire cake! Don't tell me you guys think that's perfectly normal! He eats three whole cakes every night for dessert! Seriously, three cakes a night! And he never gains weight!"

Jin tilted her head to share a look with Kyoya. Seriously?

"And then... something crazy happened last week. I happened to wake up in the middle of the night...and I noticed the light was on in the dining room… Mitsukuni was in there by himself. He was talking to that stuffed bunny of his, surrounded by a whole pile of cakes and sweets. And the way he was talking to me…" He did a full body shudder, unaware that the rest of the host club had been steadily moving away from the Haninozuka brothers.

"Come on...be honest. YOU KNOW THERE'S NO WAY A REGULAR HUMAN BEING CAN EAT THAT MUCH CAKE!" Jin squeaked and jumped at the outburst, grabbing onto the arm that had swung out in front of her. "AREN'T YOU TERRIFIED!? I BET HE GETS SIGNALS FROM HIS HOME PLANET THROUGH THAT BUNNY OF HIS! WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT HE'S AN ALIEN?"

While the young boy caught his breath, the others started comparing notes. For such a wacka-do thought, the animosity between the two boys suddenly made perfect sense.

"Kyoya? I think I'm safe now."

The ravenet quickly drops his arm back to his side, but sends Jin a miniscule smirk, "I just thought you'd like the extra comfort. You certainly didn't seem to mind it at the time."

"Shut up, Glasses. I just grabbed your arm in case I needed to throw something at Chika so I could make a quick getaway."

He lightly pinched her side as Chika started talking about how he used to get along just fine with his brother, respecting him even, until he started acting weirdly. The host club abruptly turned their heads towards Tamaki, who had the decency to look embarrassed.

"I didn't mean too, or at least that wasn't my intent! I just wanted to help Honey-senpai be his true self! There's got to be a way to fix this! Uh… uh… Jin! You get along well with Chika! Come on, you must have a brilliant idea!"

"Um, sorry Tama-kun, but… I've got nothing. We can't change Honey-kun, because he's finally happy with himself, but Chika's really stubborn when it comes to this kind of stuff. I remember when he started going through puberty and flipped out when his voice started cracking. He thought someone had cursed him and they were slowly stealing his voice."

Chika jolted, "Nēchan! You said you wouldn't tell anyone about that!"

"What are you talking about? You told everyone in your dojo about it until your father finally explained it to you." The twins are laughing in the background and Haruhi is trying not to follow in their example as Chika sulks on the cement.

"Nēchan? Exactly how many people call you Nēchan?"

Jin frowns a bit and starts counting on her fingers, "Um, you. Chika. Kirimi. Hiroshi on occasion. Satoshi. Eiichi-chan. Uh…"

"You're like the older sister everyone wants to have."

Jin smiles and gently flicks her little sister's nose, "It's okay, Haru. You can be jealous if you want to."

"Mitsukuni. You know how to solve this." The others pause, turning towards Mori-senpai. Jin is the only one who doesn't look confused, but she doesn't look all that happy either. Before the others know it, the brothers are preparing for battle. On the line? Honey not eating cake in the middle of the night.

The twins were obviously not impressed.

" Is that's all? "

Jin sighed, " It's the only thing Honey-kun is willing to give up. What I don't get is how Chika's okay with that. "

"Are you ready for battle, men? Then, you may begin!"

Out of nowhere Honey shot a kick for his brother's head. A few quick punches and a trip up were quick to follow, but it wasn't until Honey pulling a staff out from behind his back that the others began noticing a pattern. Haruhi tilted her head and pulled at the bottom of Jin's school jacket for her attention.

" Nēchan… I know you weren't there when the two of them fought earlier- "

"But this match is the exact same as that one, only the roles are reversed?"

The other boys looked over, "Yes… how did you know?"

The tallest girl and boy shared a glance before returning their attention to the fight, "After studying with Mitsukuni Haninozuka for all these years, it's not a trend you're likely to miss."

"Mitsukuni has already planned out this entire fight, ever since he challenged his brother. I have been watching these brothers spar for years, and it didn't take long before I realized that Yasuchika always incorporated moves Mitsukuni used in their previous match. Mitsukuni must've realized this as well, because he always gives his brother a chance to practice the new moves before ending the fight with something new for the next one."

Jin, whose interest in the match is dwindling, is more surprised by all the words her old friend is using rather than the actual content in his speech.

He continues talking, more than he's probably collectively spoken in his life, "I can tell you with utmost certainty that Mitsukuni is about to throw the match-"

"DEFEND YOURSELF!"

WHAP!

Out of nowhere Honey slammed Chika out of the air with his staff, sending the younger boy at least an inch into the ground. No one speaks for a moment.

"Yay~ I win! Vic-tory cake! VIC-TORY CAKE!"

Jin ran forward onto the battlefield, kneeling by the whimpering boy, "Chika? Can you stand up?"

" Mmmmuuuuugh…. "

"Come on… up you get."

Taking a hand, she gently eased the middle schooler up into a sitting position, feeling around for possible injuries. He winced a few times when she touched his back and she could tell he'd have a few nasty bruises, but other than that he seemed to be okay.

Chika groans and holds his head, probably trying to stem away a growing headache, "How can he do this? He eats so much cake, he should weigh a thousand pounds! And he doesn't even have the Karate club to work it off!"

Jin pulls Chika to his feet, "Well, even though Honey-kun's not allowed to fight at his full strength publicly, that doesn't mean he slacks off in training."

"...What?"

The girl paused, "Um… did no one ever tell you your brother was asked to not fight in public?"

"NO! THEY DIDN'T! WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE JUST TOLD ME THAT INSTEAD OF LETTING ME GET MY FACE BEATEN IN!?"

Jin blinks, "I didn't know you didn't know."

"You mean this whole time Chika didn't know Honey-senpai was asked to quit the Karate club?"

Honey paused in his celebration, "My father… he was in the hospital for months. No one else would've known. And if he forgot to tell Chika-chan… CHIKA-CHAN I'M SO SORRY!"

Jin quickly backed away as the two brothers collided in a hug. The younger boy winced and started smacking at Honey's shoulders to make him let go, but the blond wasn't having it. Deciding not to interfere this time around, she turned to Mori next. He was on his hands and knees, staring blankly at the grass beneath him.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up about this. You can't know everything about him, you know. Haru still does things that surprise me, remember? You're not inside Honey-kun's head."

With a groan, the boy bends his right arm and rolls onto his back, staring up at the sky now. Jin smirks, then starts giggling. Mori's eyes flick towards her, silently asking what was so humorous.

"I... snort , I'm sorry Mori-kun, I'm not laughing at you I j hust - ha! - You hardly say a word on a good day, and the one time you let loose with an entire speech you spend it on being wrong! Ahahaha! Okay… okay you've gotta admit that's funny!"

The boy frowned and reached up to shove the girl onto her side. She simply continued laughing, legs curling up into her stomach. It's not until a shadow passes over her face that she attempts to wind down. Grinning up at the person standing over her, she held out her hands to be pulled up.

Kyoya rolled his eyes, but obliged, "You just solved everything with a single sentence."

"I guess so! Who knew?"

"I had my suspicions." Kyoya tapped in on his courage (and some of the anger from knowing how many boys had a crush on Jin) and pulled the girl closer by her hands, "You are a wonderfully exceptional person after all, Jin."

The brunette blushed and looked away, but didn't move, "Thank you. You're not too shabby yourself, Kyo-kun. A-anyway, um, Haru and I should probably head home. My dad's going to flip if he gets home and we're not there."

She still doesn't move until Haruhi grabs the back of her jacket and hauls her out of Kyoya's grip. If what Jin had just said wasn't true she would've left her sister there until one of those two idiots finally made a freaking move , but Haruhi had a feeling that wouldn't happen today. Call it a hunch, but who kisses another person after they've used the word 'shabby'? Honestly, her sister was the biggest roadblock to herself, though Kyoya wasn't much better.

"Come on, Nēchan, let's go."

"Alright, alright! Bye, boys!" Jin catches Kyoya's eye for a split second before turning away, red in the face once more. The boy smirks before facing the others again. The expression vanishes as he watches Tamaki angrily hand a small pile of yen over to the twins.

"Why are you exchanging money? Did you really place a bet on this fight?"

"Not at all, Kyoya-senpai."

"The boss just bet us a few seconds ago that you'd finally kiss Jin-senpai. Guess we won!"

"Again!"

"Again?"

The others didn't answer him, opting instead to become cloud gazers, watching the different formations above them. Thoroughly suspicious, but not willing to put in the time or effort to actually figure out what was going through their (likely empty) heads, he returned his attention back to the retreating form of the girl he'd fallen for.

I'm in so much trouble.

"Wait, Jin-chan? Hold on a second!"

Everyone on the hill stopped at Honey's shout. He had finally pulled away from his younger brother, who looked thoroughly confused and in pain, and was staring down the side of the hill. The Fujioka girls stopped, looking back towards the boys.

"Honey-kun? What is it?"

"I was wondering... do you want another match?"