Welcome back! This story is different than my one-shots. This is going to be a mini series, KyoyaxHaruhi pairing. I do not own any of the characters. Enjoy! ~STS~
Haruhi, Kaoru and Hikaru were seated around their favorite table, outside their favorite coffee shop. It was a gorgeous Sunday afternoon, not a cloud in the sky and a gentle breeze blowing by them as they sipped lattes. This was their Sunday afternoon tradition since graduating a few years back from Ouran Academy. When they were available of course, sometimes their work took them all over, but when they were all home they made a point to get together, they were Haruhi's best friends in the world.
Kaoru was telling them about his latest fashion show he was preparing for. "I left passes back stage with your names on them," he said as he reached for a scone.
"That's exactly how I want to spend my Friday night." Hikaru was rolling his eyes as he leaned back in the wrought iron chair and crossed one leg over the other knee. "Like I haven't been to a million of your shows, or moms for that matter."
Haruhi made a tsk sound and gave Hikaru a warning look. "We support each other, in everything we do. That includes fashion shows, and gallery openings" she added the last part sarcastically.
Hikaru hadn't exactly had a real job since they graduated. College was never on the table for him, and of course he wasn't cut out for a 9 to 5. He flitted around a bit, helping his mom, and then eventually his brother. Lately he had just taken to recreational partying, drinking and women. When his parents got on him about it, he would host an art gallery opening.
Unprepared for the level of sass dished by Haruhi, Kaoru nearly choked on his latte. He set the coffee cup back down and covered his mouth with the back of his hand as he stifled his laughter.
"When did you say you were leaving for America again?" Hikaru asked over Kaoru's giggles. Hikaru meant it as a return jab, but if further edged the other twin and Haruhi into laughter.
When she had calmed down a bit, she sipped from her drink and leveled Hikaru with her gaze. "I'm supposed to be on a flight out of here late next week. I still haven't figured out where I am going to be staying." Haruhi set her drink down and removed some paperwork from her gigantic purse.
"You know," Kaoru said as he tented his fingers together thoughtfully, "I had heard from Tono that Kyoya lives in New York City. You'll be working in mostly NYC from the sounds of it anyways. You could always call him and see if he can recommend a place to stay?"
Hikaru and Haruhi both turned looks to Kaoru that clearly said are you crazy?
"Hey now, hey now! I know it sounds left field. Tono and Kyoya are still really close, and supposedly he's always curious as to how everyone is, so maybe it would be worth a shot? It certainly can't hurt anything."
Haruhi shook her head, as if shaking off the thought of having to contact Kyoya. "Thank you for the suggestion Kaoru, I just don't see it helping me at all. He would probably expect something in return, and we all know that I'm just too common for his taste to even have around."
Hikaru nodded his head in agreement, "Kyoya only tolerated Haruhi because of Tamaki anyways. If hadn't been for their friendship, Kyoya wouldn't give her the time of day."
"I disagree," Kaoru said pouting. "Kyoya changed a lot, and to be fair, we changed a lot too. Haruhi is our best friend, and years ago, we wouldn't have given anyone else the time of day." The defensive tone in Kaoru's voice washed over the other two, and they exchanged looks.
"It couldn't hurt to call him, right?" Haruhi said as she rummaged through her giant purse again and withdrew her cellphone. Tapping away rapidly, she sent off a text to Tamaki, requesting a contact number for Kyoya. He responded almost immediately with a shared contact link.
"Well, go for it." Hikaru said with an amused expression.
"What time is it in New York?" Kaoru asked as he was typing away on his phone. "Thirteen-hour difference would put it around 9pm, there's a decent chance he should be available." Kaoru gave Haruhi a wink.
Just like that, both sets of amber eyes were watching her impatiently. They were enjoying this way too much.
Haruhi tapped the number on the screen to bring up the dial, she put the phone on speaker and held it between the three of them
"Please go to voicemail," Haruhi's brain chanted
On the third ring, "Hello? Haruhi?"
The three exchanged looks, Hikaru and Kaoru nodding her on as the silence elapsed.
"Hello?" Kyoya asked again on the other side.
"Yes, hi! Sorry!" Haruhi stumbled overself. "How are you?"
Kyoya gave a chuckle, "I am well. Tamaki and I talked a few days back about your situation, I've been anticipating your call."
Hikaru rolled his eyes. Of course, Tono had already done most of the leg work, he couldn't resist getting involved.
"Oh, well I guess that makes the work on my end easy," Haruhi laughed nervously.
"Yes, well I have already made all your arrangements for when you arrive. I'll go ahead and get your flight booked now that we've had an opportunity to speak. I'll email you all the details." Like usual, Kyoya was keeping the conversation short and to the point. "I will see you next week, it was nice to talk to you."
Haruhi was about to respond when Kyoya added, "Hello Kaoru, Hikaru."
The twins laughed and chimed in greetings of their own. Everyone said goodbye and Haruhi ended the call. Instantly burying her face in her phone.
"That went well!" Kaoru said optimistically.
"Kaoru, he basically planned out everything, it's like Host Club all over again! Only as adults! I haven't even gotten to the States yet and I'm already in his debt, again." Haruhi was stuffing her cellphone and stack of papers back in her oversized purse roughly.
She paused when Hikaru reached across the table and put his hand on one hers, in a calming manner. "Haruhi, maybe he has changed too, you should give him a chance."
Kaoru reached out and took her other hand in his as well, squeezing gently, "Kyoya isn't a bad guy, he's just always had ulterior motives."
Haruhi sighed and returned squeezes to their hands, dropping her head back to look up at the sky. "Here's to second chances."
Like always, thanks for reading! This is my first chapter series, a different pace from my usual dirty one shots! What does New York City hold for our little Haruhi? Is Kyoya same as ever? Check back for chapter 2!
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