This is my first fanfiction. Please read and review and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer… I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or any of its characters (although I wish I did)

Chapter 1: The Beginning

"Haruhi, can you please stay for a couple of minutes. I would like to discuss something with you," Kyoya said after the party that night. Haruhi was not in the mood to talk to anyone in the host club. Thanks to them, tonight she lost her first kiss to a girl. This wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't even supposed to be in this damn club. The only reason she is in it is because of her 8 million yen debt. Damn vase. And thanks to that stupid debt, she accepted the offer to cut her debt by 1/3 and kiss the queen of the party on the cheek. It was supposed to be the cheek at least, but thanks to that stupid Tamaki, she kissed her on the mouth. She just couldn't understand why they couldn't stay out of her business and back off.

"Can't this wait until tomorrow, Kyoya-Senpai?" Haruhi responded.

"No, it can't. It will only take a couple of minutes and I then I will give you a ride home."

"Fine, it's not like I have a choice in the matter. Do I?"

"Not really, no. I will see you in the club room after we are done saying good-bye to the princesses." Luckily, no one else heard this edict from Kyoya or they might have caused more trouble.

The party wrapped up and the princesses were gone. Haruhi made her way to the club room in order to get the meeting with Kyoya over with. She just wanted to go home and crawl into bed. She was tired and irritated after the party and the kiss.

"What do you want Kyoya-Senpai?" Haruhi asked annoyed once she got to the club room.

"I wanted to ask you what you thought of Tamaki."

"Is that all? You could have asked me that tomorrow! I can't believe you made me stay later just to ask me what I think of that moron" She yelled at the Shadow King.

"I take it that is your opinion of him then?"

"I mean he is a nice guy and I think he would make a good friend, but that is it. He is an idiot and he irritates me more than what you are doing now," She responded, "Can I go home now?"

"Of course, after you." Kyoya said as he opened the door to the 3rd music room. He was thinking about what she just told him though. 'Interesting'.

True to his word, Kyoya dropped Haruhi off at her apartment and then headed home himself. He could not get her off of his mind though. When she walked into the club room and broke the vase, he knew that she would be a big factor in his remaining time in high school. He should have known that would be the case when he first met her his last year in middle school.

Flashback…..

He had just walked out of the library and was walking through the courtyard of the high school intent on getting answers from Takashi Morinazuka and Mitzkuni Haniazuka in regards to the host club that his idiot best friend was keen on forming. There he stopped and saw a girl in front of him wearing a school uniform that he had not seen before. It was evident that it was not an Ouran school uniform. She was walking while looking up at the clouds and not watching where she was going, day dreaming had gotten the better of her. Due to her lack of attention, she tripped and would have fallen in the fountain if Kyoya had not caught her in time.

"Thank you for catching me. I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." She stated rather blandly for someone that was almost soaked.

"It was not a problem, it was either that or let you fall and have my hospitals deal with you after you got sick." Kyoya responded.

"Umm ok? I am Fujioka Haruhi. I am taking the tests so that I can attend high school year the year after next."

"Ootori Kyoya. I already attend Ouran. I am in my last year of middle school and will be a first year at the high school next year. Where is that uniform from? I do not recognize it."

"Oh, I currently go to middle school at one of the public schools."

"Interesting, well if you will excuse me, I have business to attend to."

"Business, but you are only in middle school."

"My business has nothing to do with you, and what I do with my time, is just that my time."

Under her breath she whispered, "So serious, geez." Louder she said, "Sorry about that. Have a good day and thank you again for saving me."

He walked off amused by the fact that she had called him serious, for although she whispered it, it had not been quiet enough.

End Flashback

Yes, Kyoya remembered that day and saving her from a bath in the fountain, but he very much doubted that she remembered that scene. Since that day, he had thought about her and if she had gotten into Ouran. When he heard about the new scholarship student and her name, he knew that she had. And when she stepped into music room 3, he knew that there was no getting away from her, but did he want to?

Unbeknownst to Kyoya, Haruhi did remember him saving her at the fountain. She remembered everything about that day and when she had walked into the music room that day and saw him, she knew that she was either going to regret that day or look back on it fondly. Right now she was regretting it. Being the host club dog and doing everything they wanted her to do in addition to being a host, was not high up on her list of things to do while in high school. She just wanted to be able to study and then go on to college where she would study law. Yah, this was not the highlight of her day. It could change, but she was not sure that it would.

Once she got home, she crawled into bed and crashed for the night. She was tired and cranky. Thanks to the idiot king of the host club, she gave away her first kiss to a girl. When she pictured her first kiss, it was not with another girl. UGH! She pictured a guy, maybe one with dark hair and eyes. Oh what was she saying? Ever since Kyoya-Senpai rescued her from falling into the fountain, she has thought of him as her knight in shining armor. Of course, it had to be shining; it would not do for an Ootori to be in anything less than perfect. Damn rich bastard. Even through his cold attitude towards her ever since she walked into that forsaken room, she still thought about him. Did he think she wanted Tamaki-Senpai? That was funny. He was too much of a dimwit for her. She would never be able to deal with him full time. She had a hard enough time as it was with the little amount of time she had to deal with him now. No way in hell would she want him. She was also trying to convince herself that she would not want the renowned Shadow King.