It was a secret that only he had to know. Only pain he had to suffer. Only a mask that he wore. Yes, falling in love with someone that was forbidden. What a funny situation he was in. But, for his best friend, he would do all that he could. He would let Haruhi and Tamaki be happy, even if it meant suffering deeply. Haruhi had chose Tamaki over him, didn't she? So he respected her feelings.
"How ironic," Kyoya muttered to himself. "That someone like me, unloved, fell in love with a person who was loved by everyone she meets. How ironic, that I am still as unloved as ever." He chuckled to himself, as he laid on his bed, running a hand through his shiny black hair. He grabbed a silk pillow and punched it. "Damn it! Why isn't she mine?" The high quality made the pillow immune to any kind of physical damage inflicted on it. Kyoya sighed, and went back to his usual, cool demeanor. Unexpectedly, Kyoya's phone rang with its usual 3 beep ringtone, and Kyoya picked it up. A voice of a sudden happy-go-lucky prince sounded.
"Kyoya! Where are you? We're all going to Haruhi's tonight! She's making her delicious beef stew, and we know you wouldn't want to miss out on that! Come over, okay?" Tamaki sang, practically jumping at the chance to spend tie with his dear, sweet Haruhi.
"Tamaki, you know I don't like to go out this early in the morning." Kyoya said. He'd had enough of all the excitement, and was rather enjoying his day of peace.
"But, Kyoya!" Tamaki pleaded, and Kyoya could almost see the blonde's teary eyes, begging for him to come.
"My decision is final." Kyoya said firmly.
"Please? Haruhi wants us to attend, and like the hosts we are, we must please Haruhi, for she is a woman, and the duty of a host is to please women!" Tamaki said with a triumphant grin. Kyoya paused. If Haruhi wanted this...
"Fine, I'll attend. I'll see you in 20 minutes." Kyoya said, mentally beating himself up for giving in to the childish blonde.
"Yay! Kyoya! We need to bring Haruhi a nice gift, and them shower her with lots of hugs, and then we will-"Tamaki was saying as Kyoya slapped his phone shut. He sighed blissfully. "Finally." He said. He laid on his bed and thought. Tamaki made him happy with the host club, it was only right to let him have Haruhi. Not like a girl like Haruhi would like him anyway. Five minutes later, he got up, and dressed in casual clothes. Heading for the door, he grabbed a rose from the table, and went to his limo. The ride was short, and before Kyoya knew it, he was at the Fujioka residence. He thanked the driver, and knocked on the door. A slightly annoyed looking Haruhi came out, but her mood brightened just a bit when she saw Kyoya.
"Oh, Kyoya-sempai. Come in." She said, using her best natural smile. He handed the rose to her. She took it and smiled, gesturing for him to come in. He entered, and took his shoes off. Then, walking to the kitchen, he saw everyone from the host club.
"Kyoya! Come sit with me!"
"Kyo-chan! Come play with me and Usa-chan!"
"Stop looking, and sit down with us, Kyoya-sempai!"
"Come and eat."
Kyoya just shrugged and sat down. Haruhi ran out from the kitchen, and served beef stew to everyone.
"Eat up, everyone," She said. She placed a bowl of soup for herself. Everyone busily talked among themselves and eat. Tamaki didn't have to worry about Ranka, because he was at the bar working an early shift. Kyoya often stole glances towards Haruhi, which she didn't notice, nor did anyone else. As the morning progressed, Hikaru and Kaoru suggested to have a fun day at the amusement park. So everyone went home to change, leaving Haruhi regretting if she should have confessed to the guy she liked or not.
A/N: So, I love forbidden love stories! I mainly decided to write this to see if anyone would like it or not. If not, I'll take it down. Please rate and review! :)