Author's note: Hello there! This is my first KyouHaru fanfic! I hope you will enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or any other characters. Because if I did, Kyouya and Haruhi would be married in the second season…
A year, it had been bothering him. He stared at the girl across the room, serving tea to her many costumers. Kyouya Ootori sighed quietly as he tried to do his work on his laptop. He didn't even knew how it all began. How he fell deeply in love with Haruhi Fujioka, the commoner scholarship student at Ouran, how she managed to occupy his thoughts just by smiling the so-called 'natural' smile.
Kyouya shot himself back to reality and bit his lower lip as he realized that he made a mistake in his calculation. Not getting any work done, he turned off his laptop and breathed heavily. He wondered how a girl like her managed to create such an impact on him. He IS the shadow king, for heaven's sake! But he remembered that Haruhi was not just any girl. She's different. Very different. Other girls he knew would swoon just at the sight of money and handsome men. But not her. She is not easily fazed and has and intellectual mind, not like those brainless monkeys he usually meets. Unfortunately, she's also brutally honest and blunt and ends up hurting other people unintentionally. But he found that rather amusing, though.
He was so caught up in his reverie, that he didn't realize that Haruhi was waving her hand up and down in front of his face. "Kyouya-senpai, are you okay? You seem a bit…dazed." Surprised by her sudden closeness, Kyouya's face went red. He adjusted his glasses and looked away trying to hide his face. "Nothing, Haruhi." he replied.
"Well, I'm going to collect the teacups now if you're done with it." Haruhi pointed to the Ginori teacup, half empty with Darjeeling tea. "Ah…y-yes, take it. f-fine." He stuttered. Haruhi just blinked. It was unusual to see the shadow king off-guard, but she just shrugged and took the cups.
"Haruhiiii!!" A familiar voice behind her back screamed and rushed to Haruhi, and hugged her tightly. "How are you, my daughter?" Tamaki squealed as he spun her around. "Tamaki-senpai, please let go! I'm suffocating…" Haruhi yelped. The other hosts gathered because all the costumers already left. "Be careful Haruhi! Tono is having another one of his fetishes!" Hikaru and Kaoru teased as they clung to Haruhi, trying to pry her away from the Host king.
Kyouya only observed. He watched the chaos happening inside the third music room. Though he didn't look like it, he was getting a bit jealous at how the others were so close to Haruhi physically. He glared at the three who were harassing the poor Haruhi and shot them a dirty look, opened his laptop and tried to distract himself. Unbeknownst to him, two seniors are eyeing him.
"Ne, ne, Takashi! Did you see that?" Honey, who was devouring an ice cream cake, was secretly watching the shadow king. Honey smiled at his cousin, who was observing also as well. "I think that we know now why Kyou-chan is making so many mistakes lately." Honey focused his look at Kyouya, grinning. "…It seems that he finally realized his own feelings for Haruhi." Mori spoke softly so that only the two of them could hear. Honey looked at his cousin and raised his eyebrow mischievously. "I hereby announce that it's time for the, 'Honey and Takashi's strategy to get Kyou-chan and Haru-chan together' plan, to start!" Honey declared beside his cousin quietly and started mumbling the 'James Bond' theme.
And thus, their mission started.
Author's note: How was it? Sorry for the short chapter! I just made this fanfic at school when we're not doing anything. I'll try to update the second chapter whenever I can. Homework are keeping me pinned to my table! Sigh…okay, that's it! See you on the next chapter! Please Review! I need all the encouragement I need! Bye and thank you for reading!