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{34; An Old Friend

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{34; An Old Friend...}

"There. All in a day's work." Tamaki sighed in relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead using his sleeve, a closed eyed smile evident on his facial features.

Misuzu stared at a section of the white fence that the blond haired young man was supposed to fix. In his opinion, the fence looked worse than before Tamaki even attempted to assemble it. He turns his back to Tamaki and shrugs his hands out. "Ugh! Your repairs are totally un-refreshing. Three-point deduction." Misuzu held out three fingers as he walked away, disenchantment apparent on his face.

The violet eyed male faltered as his mouth became agape, soon crouching down onto the grass while a crestfallen aura engrossed him.

"Wow. And he spent all that time working on that fence." Y/n observed in a detached tone.

"He used up so much of his energy trying to be refreshing that his work suffered for it. Is he alright in the head?" Haruhi examined, dispassionately.

"He's never had an actual job before, you know." Kyoya justified with the knuckles of his index finger and thumb on his chin, a limited, mocking smirk on his lips.

Laughter settled in the background as the twins played with the garden hose. Hikaru held the water hose as the unheated liquid protruded out of it and into the air.

"Hey, cut it out! That's cold!" Kaoru giggled, using his arms as a shield to prevent the water from splashing on his face.

"Haha, we have to chill the watermelon." Hikaru chortled, bending down and grabbing the watermelon out of the water basket. "That's how our guests like it." He motioned his unoccupied hand towards the two girls who were standing a few feet away from them.

"Oh, so refreshing!" The two females giggled with their hands on their cheeks, shimmying side to side as an unmistakable blond haired male collapsed down onto the grass on his hands and knees, his head hung low.

"And he's down." Y/n mumbled as she inspected her blond haired upperclassman.

Tamaki abruptly hoisted himself up, his hands clenched into fists as he stared up at the sky and declared, "they have to understand that I'm worthy of being considered part of their top five!"

"He's still on about that...?" Y/n muttered as Kyoya approached the blond haired male and began to converse with him.

- - - -

The sound of a piano was heard throughout the whole property as the sun began to set, casting a sunkissed-orange tone in the sky. Y/n listened to the beautiful music that Tamaki was taking part in as she assisted Haruhi with removing the white sheets from the clothesline outside.

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