AN: Right so guys this is my first ever fanfic .. I have been inspired to write my own (probably not the best idea) so .. please no flames, sorry if Kyouya and Haruhi are OOC right now ... if they weren't I wouldn't be getting a story out of the oblivious and stubborn .. other hosts and characters will be added into the story later right now it just a taster ... or something .. R&R if possible


Suspicions and Assurance

Chapter One: Suspicions

by Kaekoni (name changed from Kaeko-san)

"Haruhi," The shadow king said coolly not looking up from his little black note book. The brunette froze in disbelief that he has sensed her, what does he have a seventh sense apart from mind reading? She let out an audible sigh and stepped away from behind his chair and slumped wearily into the chair opposite him.

"Haruhi, you know that attempting to 'scare' me isn't going to work that easily," He shifted his attention from his note book and landed his gaze on her "I assure you that I'm not one to be easily scared by something so trivial" that being said he gave her his signature smirk. Haruhi grimaced under his glare and began fiddling with the cuff of her sleeve.

"I wasn't trying to scare you Kyouya-senpai," This was half true, I just wanted to see if you ever got surprised. she thought to her self and look at the young man sitting opposite her only to be met by his piercing gaze. "I was just testing my ... theory, I guess .." she trailed off averting her eyes from his and let out another sigh. She went to stand up .. "Your response confirmed my suspicion" with that she continued to tidy up the now empty host club room.

Kyouya eyed her while she went on tidying the third music room, he was curious to what her theory was, but he would be damned if he ever admitted he was curious, This was Ootori Kyouya, the well bred man who showed no fear, no hesitation and no emotions what so ever, he was disturbed by Haruhi, the only female host, the only female that he, dare he say it, didn't bother him; not as much as the air-head heiress that paid their way into the Ouran Academy. She was blunt yet humble, she always looked out for other people and had an uncanny way of knowing what was wrong with someone even if they didnt say anything.

He moved his head to lean on his left arm and let out a low growl as he pulled out his laptop from his bag and turned it on with such force that he noticed the other life presence in the room flinch, he looked over to where she was standing, her back to him, she stumbled slightly but regained her balance and let out a sigh of relief. She turned her gaze to the shadow king who was now smirking at her, she shuddered and quickly turned around and placed the rest of the teacups and saucers onto the tray she was carrying.

"Be careful not to break any of those Haruhi," He paused after typing something on his all trusty laptop and looked up at her, he noted she flinched slightly almost as if she felt his gaze on her. "That tea set is an Antico Doccia, Oriente Italiano, Ginori original. of-course," He flashed her his host club smile "A teacup alone is worth around ¥8900 each (around $94 USD)" He started writing something in his note book, "Assuming you break all 4 cups in that set AND the teapot, it would sum up to a grand total of ¥71600 (around $760 USD)"

Damn rich bastards ..

"It would be your fault for startling me Kyouya-senpai," she let out huff and she shifted slightly as she looked at him with her large milk-chocolate eyes, a hint of malice could be seen. "Why do you always have to be so intimidating all the time" she mumbled as she picked up her books and placed them into her school satchel, she closed her eyes let out a sigh and headed for the door ..

"Have a good evening Kyouya-senpa-" she bumped into something and her eyes shot open realizing what she must of hit, geez now he has super speed or something? "Did you need something before I leave?..." her voice was steady but wavered slightly as the shadow king leaned closer to her ear, she could feal his warm breath on her neck and hear his all but steady breathing. "K-Kyouya..senpai?" she stammered as she took a step back and a blush crawled onto her face, lifting her hand to face she tried to steal a look at the infamous Ootori who had just invaded her personal space, again. She tried to look at his facial expression but he just shifted his glasses so the light reflected off of them.

He cleared his throat. "Have a good day Haruhi" with that he left a flustered and quite confused Haruhi in the third music room.


Kyouya's silence in the limo was unsettling, so much so that even Tachibana was disturbed that his young master wasn't typing away furiously on his laptop thinking up some scheme or planning events for the Host Club, no instead the young Ootori was deep in thought, he sat there with his elbow on the arm rest his hand propping up his head as he watched the scenery pass by.

Why does Haruhi get on my nerves so much? She doesn't stand out in anyway .. shes plain and a commoner at that, no merit at all to me. So why is she able to make me act with out a plan, she doesn't even realize she is capable, shes oblivious, irrational, acts on impulse and those around her .. shes everything I'm not .. so why .. why do I feel-

Tachibana cleared his throat, pulling the shadow king out of his thoughts "E-excuse me young master, but we have arrived at the mansion" There was a stiff silence, Kyouya let out a sigh and made a move to get out of the limo and made his way inside.

"Good evening Master Ootori," The maids greeted him "How was school today?" his only response was a grunt which his maids were able to take as 'If-you-don't-want-to-be-fired-on-the-spot-then-get-out-my-way' taking notice of his bad mood the maids sunk back into their duties.

Kyouya made his way to his room and threw off his blazer and loosened his tie, He let out an annoyed sigh as he turned on his desktop computer and started to devise a plan.

To be continued ...


A/N: Wew .. well that could have gone better .. or much much worse .. either way .. Not really sure where this is going right now .. Ideas would be greatly appreciated .. as well as constructive criticism and all that jazz.


Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or its characters