Great Expectations

I am still stuck on STEAM's storyline so I have to leave that aside for a while. Short, multi-chaptered fic! Writing style will be slightly different from the usual stories, and reviews are always appreciated.

Prologue

She wasn't too sure what was happening. The buzz from the alcohol had dulled her senses incredibly, especially after the twins had laden her cocktail upon cocktail. Someone had suggested doing shots and bingo, everyone was wasted from the party.

It was supposed to be a simple post-college meet-up. But knowing the boys (and that boys will always be boys), somebody, presumably Tamaki or Hikaru, suggested doing drinks. And so the entire group had dragged their asses to the poshest bar around Tokyo.

Kyouya had walked into their little gathering at around midnight, just as everyone was getting sloshed. Hunny had long fallen asleep, and Mori was positively gone given how he had to drink on behalf of his cousin. The twins were laughing uncontrollably and Tamaki was being well, Tamaki. Haruhi lolled her head to the side, trying to avoid the love nonsense that he was spouting to her and spotted Kyouya.

"Yo." She raised her hands in mock salute. She missed the elegant raise of eyebrows, pointing behind her at the blonde. "Can you get him to shut up?"

A velvety laugh, how strange she never noticed. Oh, did she actually just say that aloud? Oops. The world was positively spinning. He stepped closer to her, and she caught a whiff of his cologne. Woody, with a hint of citrus… yummy.

"Come, I'll get you back."

"No… I don't wish for my debt to increase."

A chuckle.

"You are forever indebted to me, Haruhi."

"What…." And before she could clarify further, he had hoisted her up and dragged her out of the bar. She protested weakly, but finally let herself be led down. Somewhere, his limousine presumably? She slouched against the expensive black leather seats, her head pressed against the seat. Ugh.

"Why did you drink so much?" He tsked slightly as the car started to move. He leaned in to adjust her head, so that she now lay on his shoulder.

"Because… Well… I don't know. And what are you doing here? I thought Tamaki said you weren't coming." Finally, a coherent sentence.

"Because Tamaki is an idiot. And I didn't want anything to happen to you."

"Huh?"

A sigh.

"Why…" She wanted to ask him why he was upset but when she squinted and looked up at her, the intense oynx eyes boring at her made her forget.

"You're incredibly handsome."

"You make good conversation when you're drunk, Haruhi."

"Kiss me." She demanded. Where had that come from? She didn't know. Was it Dutch courage? She did no have the brain power to process anything anymore.

And before she could take that back, a pair of lips had come crashing down on hers.