Kyoya had never been one to show his feelings, in fact he had always known one day his father would choose a bride for him. He was frustrated that he wouldn't have a choice in the matter. Although most believed the shadow to king to be heartless and only look at people in merit that was not true. He wanted to have love in the relationship as well. His father had been hinting for some time that it would be discussed soon.
Haruhi had just finished with her last guest and noticed that Kyoya looked like he was off in his own world. The other hosts were quickly finishing their tasks since they thought that the shadow king was angry. None of them wanted to be there when the man snapped. They all forgot about Haruhi and left leaving her and Kyoya. It had been six months since everyone found out she was a girl and the host club started taking male clients. Although that meant that some of the girls were jealous, the men were equally jealous that the host club had Haruhi to themselves for nearly a year. She was about to leave when she noticed that Kyoya hadn't moved for the last ten minutes.
Walking over he didn't even seem to register that she was standing next to him. "Kyoya-Sempai, are you alright?" She waited for a few moments with no answer "Kyoya…" she said a little louder. Haruhi was beginning to get worried. She didn't like the fact that Kyoya was so unresponsive. Haruhi touched his face and was shocked to find it was wet. She pulled his glasses off to reveal tears, but he still didn't respond. She looked into his stunning gray eyes. Before she knew what she was doing she kissed him.
Kyoya snapped back to reality to realize that there was a pair of lips kissing him. Before he even registered who was kissing him, he pushed them to the floor pinning them down with their hands above their head and he was in between the legs. His eyes widened in shock as he saw it was Haruhi. "Haruhi? What the…" began Kyoya. He released her and moved back so she could sit up. Haruhi sat up and looked at Kyoya and began to blush a deep shade of red. "I'm sorry Kyoya-Sempai…" she began. Kyoya chuckled reaching out his hand and tilted her chin up so she had to look at him.
"Haruhi may I test something?" he asked. She nodded and Kyoya leaned down to capture her lips. She gasped in surprise granting Kyoya access. As Kyoya deepened the Kiss Haruhi wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands playing with his hair. Eventually the two had to break for air.
"Kyo…ya…" Haruhi breathed heavily. Just then his phone went off. In one swift movement, he stood up and flipped it open. "Hello Father. Of course, I understand."
Haruhi was looking up at him as he straightened his clothes. "Haruhi I apologize; however, I am needed at home." She nodded still sitting on the floor. As he left the club room he grabbed his computer and glasses. Haruhi watched his retreating figure and breathed a sigh of relief when he was gone. She didn't know what came over her but she had suddenly wanted to kiss him. She touched her lips and smiled at the memory of his touch. Getting up she straightened her dress and grabbed her bag. On her way out, she noticed a notebook laying on the table. Guessing it was Kyoya-Sempais' she grabbed it before heading out for the night.