Authors note: So I'm bored and it's late but I can't sleep. So I'm going to do a quick little one shot about one of my favorite pairings in Ouran High School Host Club. I despise Tamaki just so you all know, there may be a little bashing but probably not. Without further rambling!

Edit (21/06/2013): I just realized how many spelling and grammar mistakes are in here. So I went back and fixed it. I'm sorry to those who want me to continue something with this, I don't think I will. By the way for those of you who asked this story not including authors note and edit is 773 words. I'm sorry I'm not writing 1000+ words but I'm just not in the mood.


You would think he had been abducted by aliens or something. Why else would Kyoya Ootori be sitting in a 'commoners' cafe with me in the middle of winter? His glasses flashed when light hit them at the right angle yet he was still dressed in his designer winter wear. Thin looking yet warm jacket, a white dress shirt underneath, black slacks, black boots and gloves which he had taken off upon entering. I felt so out of place in my slightly worn jacket, old t-shirt, jeans and boots.

"Haruhi, would you like to order or are you going to daydream all day?" A cool voice interrupted my observants. It was then that I noticed the pretty waitress with a nice smile standing looking at my along with the grey eyes of my sempia. "Ano a hot chocolate please, with whip cream as the description offers" I answered with a smile. Hot chocolate was my favorite winter drink, my mother used to make it for me and melt candy canes in it to make it taste like peppermint. "I'll take one as well" Kyoya answered the waitress before she walked away.

"Kyoya-sempia, why am I here?" I asked looking over at him. He looked tired, you could tell from the slight slowness as he looked around. "Well Tamaki insisted I learn more about how commoner aka you spent their winters compared to the rich aka me" he answered in a tone that implied that was his final answer. That seemed reasonable enough except it was that idiot Tamaki's idea and nothing was ever simple about those.

I sighed and turned to gaze out the window at the snow covered ground. "Do you like the snow?" I asked glancing at the man across from me. His cool gaze shifted up to me. "Snow makes for people getting sick and getting sick is decent for the hospitals profits so yes the snow is fine" came his reply. I frowned. He always managed to relate it back to money, damn rich bastard. "That wasn't what I asked. I asked if you liked the snow. If it brought no merit would you like it?" I asked honestly wanting to know now.

"Nobody has ever asked me besides Tamaki who sort of ignores the answer anyway what I wanted or thought of something" he said looking at me calculating. "For Christ sakes Kyoya. I'm not going to blackmail you with whether you like snow" I snapped at him. Everything just had to be a scheme with him. It was silent for a moment as our hot chocolates arrived. Without looking at him I played the waitress and stood up.

"Let's go" was all I said as I grabbed his sleeve and hauled him out into the snow. I didn't stop until we reached the park not far away. By now though we were both covered in snow and he didn't look happy about it. I dropped his arm and fell back into the snow. "Make a snow angel with me kyoya" I said with a smile.

An annoyed sempia grudgingly lay down beside me in the snow and copied my movements as I made a snow angel. "See it's not that bad" I commented as we stood up. "My hands are cold. You left my gloves in the cafe" he stated. A frown crossed my face, damn I had too. Now I either but him new ones or get it added to my debt.

An idea crossed my mind and before I could really think about it I was doing it. I grabbed his hands in mine and brought them to just in front of my mouth. Gently I blew warm air on them and realized how much bigger his hands were than my own. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he smiled, just barely.

Wrapping his fingers around my wrists he yanked me forward so I was nearly pressed against his chest. "Haruhi, my lips are cold" he whispered in my ear, his warm breath tickling it. Before I could even gasp he was kissing me. His lips gentle yet demanding as his arms wrapped around my waist tugging me closer. I could hear him sigh as I parted my lips and kissed him back, my arms looping around his neck.

He pulled away probably moments later but it felt like an eternity. We were both out of breath and had cheeks the colour of tomatoes, mine more so than his but it was not from the cold. He chuckled before bending down to whisper in my ear. "I love the snow Haruhi"