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Fumi Thirty-Three!

My hotel door was unlocked for me and I stepped through, gawking at how huge it was! I turned slowly in the room, taking in the space around me, eyes bright with glee as they laid upon each item in the room. It was like my own little house!

"Do you like it, Princess?" Kyoya asked, smiling as he leaned against the doorway.

I turned to face him, my eyes dancing. "I love it!" I whisper-squealed.

He chuckled again and came closer to me. "I'm glad that it's to your liking."

I smiled at him as silence fell. The bellhop had just left the room after delivering my bags to my room. Kyoya and I were alone. In my room. The door was open, of course, but still!

And the way he was looking at me...

To say that my cheeks were red would be an understatement.

"What?" Kyoya purred. He wasn't within arm's reach, but he was close.

"N-nothing!" I lied. "Nothing at all!"

"Are you sure...?"

He moved closer. Now he could pull me to him if he so desired. "Y-yeah..."

He stood over me, smiling softly at me. "You love me."

I hid my face, but I didn't deny it.

"Hey..." he murmured, gently pulling my hands away from my face and making my amythest eyes meet his grey ones. I couldn't look away. They were so warm, so inviting...

"I love you, too."

I was frozen in shock. His hand came up to rest on my cheek as he leaned in. His lips met mine for a slow, but brief, moment. When he pulled away, he rested his soft gaze on me.

We heard a chocked-back sob and the thundering of feet. I broke (painfully) away from Kyoya to dash to my door and look down the hall towards the running footsteps, just in time to see a flash of orange hair and blue-lined sneakers.

Kaoru.

~*Earlier*~

"It sure is a nice hotel," Hikaru noted, strolling into their room with his hands clasped behind his head.

"Yeah," Kaoru agreed. "You can put those suitcases over there," he directed the bellhop. He looked a bit confused at him, but he corrected himself and repeated the phrase in choppy German. The bellhop nodded and pushed the trolley over and started unloading it as per instructed.

"What time is it?" Hikaru asked.

"I dunno," the twin answered, moving towards the window. "Isn't there a clock some place?"

Out came the cell phones to use the World Clock tool. The time in Berlin said that it was 11:36 A.M. of the same day.

"Man. I've heard about going back in time, but this is kind of ridiculous," Hikaru noted.

"Gotta love time zones," Eri's voice snickered from the doorway. "Go back twelve zones and it's the day before. Get's complicated when you start traveling. 'Am I to start my Diary as June 24, or June 23?' I really don't like how I'm seven hours farther in the day from when I got up and I had a twelve-hour flight."

"You from Japan, ja?" the bellhop asked, halting in his unloading the ten giant suitcases.

Eri nodded. "Hai."

"Japan nice country," he smiled, resuming his work.

"It is," she returned with her own smile before returning to her conversation with the twins, only this time switching to Japanese so then the bellhop couldn't eavesdrop again. "Anyway, what are you two planning?"