Hey guys! This is just going to be a short little story about Kyouya and Haruhi... Maybe a two-shot? Pobably no more than three.
Red: Who wants to say the disclaimer?
Ranka: ME! RED DOES NOT OWN OURAN OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS! HEHEHEHE...
Red: ouch... my ears...
Sitting in my room studying on the weekend is a normal occurrence for me, unless of course the host club decides to capture me against my will. I can't help but frown at the idea for a second then get back to studying.
"Haruhi! I'm home!" Ranka, my father, yells from the front room. I look at the time and see that it is only eleven, a little early for him to be getting back from his job at the local transvestite bar. I set aside my books and take in the view of my father standing in the door way. He has shaved his legs again and is in a dress, his longer red hair flowing past his shoulders, and his face painted thick with makeup.
"Your home early." I state simply, I have been told that I can be quite blunt but I never notice it.
"Only stopping by to get some of my things darling daughter, one of my clients requested me to spend the rest of the weekend with him at his place! Oh isn't it wonderful! Me, staying with a handsome man for an entire weekend! Oh, Haruhi, I can barely control my excitement!" My father continues squealing but suddenly stops when he sees what I have been doing.
"Oh my darling daughter, always so studious, daddy is so proud of you! But you should be out with one of those handsome host boys having some fun! But not too much fun… and not with that idiot Suoh boy." My father ends seriously with a parental tone.
"I will think about it." I say simply to appease him. I wonder if Ramen will be on sale at the market tomorrow. My thoughts wonder as Ranka continues on ranting about fantasies of me and some host club member. Only a single name pulls me out of my thoughts.
"What did you just say?" My father looks dejected after realizing I hadn't been listening at all.
"I was just talking about Kyouya-kun and how you should give him a chance, he really is a wonderful boy…" From that part on my dad re-entered fan girl mode and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. All the while images of a certain senpai flickered through my head.
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I let out an exasperated sigh as I realize my attention has been pulled away yet again by the desire to look at a certain file in my computers database. I return my attention to my company's projection charts noting that my company has already surpassed my fathers. Though I doubt he know that, or even that I already own a company. Noticing the time I decide it is about time to shut off my laptop and go to bed, as I am about to close down the file labeled Haruhi catches my eye.
I really shouldn't, if I do that makes me almost as bad as that idiot Tamaki. But then again by looking I am excepting my feelings, which is something Tamaki would never do. I move my mouse closer, then right before I am about to click I stop. NO! I will not be a creeper! Ootori's do not harbor such feelings for commoners! With that last thought I shut down my computer, shut it forcefully, and envelope myself in darkness and promptly fall asleep, not noticing a text from a certain French idiot.
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After my father finally leaves I decide it is about time to go to sleep. I walk back into my room and move my books off of my bed before shutting off the lights and allowing the obsidian darkness to swallow me whole.
The next morning I wake up to the sound of pounding on the front door. I groan and look at the time. 5:30 in the god damn morning! Whoever this is they better have a good reason for waking me up. I walk to the front door and open it to find a disheveled Tamaki-senpai looking worried. I stand there and glare.
"What the hell are you doing at my house at 5:30 in the morning?" Tamaki shrinks back at the venom in my words.
"You didn't answer any of our texts! I thought the secret police kidnapped you… or, or…"
"Tamaki-senpai, there is no such thing as a secret police now a days."
"How do you know? It is the SECRET police force after all."
"Tamaki-senpai if you don't give me a good reason not to I am going to shut this door and go back to sleep."
"No! You can't! We are all going back to the beach house for fun this time! And you are coming with us!" With that Tamaki shoved his way into my house, followed by two twins who I didn't notice was there. They snicker at me as they pass.
"Morning shadow princess." They both say as they head to my room and start packing. I trudge behind.
"Thank god we brought you a back up suit case." Kaoru says idly as he throws another pair of guy-ish shorts over his shoulder to land in a growing pile on my bedroom floor. Sighing, I know that it will do me no good to object so I grab my over the shoulder bag and pack it with stuff I will need. I grab my phone, my mp3 player, and the coordinating chargers, then I pack my homework that still needs finished, some aspirin, and my toothbrush.
Looking into my bedroom I see that they are still packing so I head to the kitchen. I pull out our better coffee and make it strong then I pull out two travel containers to keep it warm. One I pour the strong black pricier coffee into and the other I mix a little instant coffee mix in then add the last little bit of the extra strong coffee in. After pouring in a descent amount of sugar and creamer into my mug I put on the light blue lid and head out the door.
They three annoying hosts follow after me, one carrying a lightly packed suit case huffing about me not having any girl cloths. I lock up and head to the limo. I open the door to find the only seat available is next to a sleeping Kyouya-senpai, great. I slide in carefully and shut the door quietly. As the limo takes off the host club starts bickering. I take a big gulp of my coffee hoping it will give me enough energy to handle their theatrics but before long I slump over in my seat and fall sleep.
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I wake up to shouting and a pressure on my shoulder. I look over to find a sleeping Haruhi lying on my shoulder. I can't help the blush that creeps onto my cheeks before I manage to return my usual mask. I look forward to see a creepily smiling Honey-senpai. I rack my brain trying to remember if I condoned to this. I most definitely did not. I let out a low growl and internally laugh at how something so quiet can silence them all.
"Why the hell am I stuck in a limo with all of you?"
"We are going back to the beach house." Honey-senpai says cheerily.
"As in my family's beach house… without my permission?"
"Tama-chan talked to your father and he said yes so Tama-chan called us all and told us his plans." With this I throw a glare at Tamaki and watch as he shrinks back.
"I did text you." I huff and slide on my glasses, glad they put them in my shirt pocket. I feel a stirring beside me as Haruhi yawns and wakes up. She looks at me with a hint of slight fear.
"I'm sorry senpai, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."
"It's fine Haruhi." I say simply, not trusting myself to say much else. I watch as she pulls out two travel coffee mugs and hands one with a black lid to me.
"It is the best coffee we had, black. I figured considering the hour they woke me up at they must have woken you up twice as early." She says before taking a sip of her own coffee and shooting a glare at Tamaki and the twins. Both are watching the exchange with odd expressions. I take a sip of the coffee and sigh, not the best but definitely better than instant. I laugh inside as Haruhi shoots the trio an exasperated look.
"What?" She snaps.
"It is just odd…" Hikaru says simply.
"They way you two are acting…" Kaoru also says briefly.
"You two have more in common than meets the eye." Mori says in a spout of random talkativeness. Everyone looks with shock as Honey giggles beside him. Throughout the conversation Tamaki stays oddly quiet and I look over at him to see him studying me. Could he possibly know?
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I can't help but blush at what Mori says and the way Honey keeps looking at us. How could he possibly know that I harbor some strange feeling for Kyouya-senpai, I barely even recognize the feeling myself. As the caffeine kicks in I can't help but itch to get out of the limo. I can barely stand the fact that every time the limo jostles us I end up brushing against Kyouya, which always, despite my best efforts, winds up with my cheeks turning the shade of a tomato. Why do I respond this way? When we finally reach the beach I almost throw myself out the door managing to trip and fall face first into sandy cement.
Kyouya, in a relapse of perceptiveness, manages to trip over me sending him sprawling almost on top of me. Somehow we roll over so that we are facing each other.
"I am so sorry senpai." He doesn't say a word but stays there looking at me. His glasses have fallen off and I notice that his eyes are filled with emotion. My eyes widen as I recognize them. I stay down as he slowly stands up then turns and holds out his hand. I grab his hand and, as I attempt to stand, feel a sharp pain in my ankle. He frowns and swoops me up. As he turns around I see that all of the hosts but Tamaki have left and he is just standing there looking at us with this odd look on his face. He turns sharply and heads for the house. Kyouya starts to walk in the same direction as I squirm and protest.
"Kyouya I'm fine! Just put me down." He stops at my words and sets me down but doesn't let go of my arm. He bends down to eye level and speaks firmly as I hold back tears from the pain.
"You are not okay Haruhi! You hurt your ankle and can't walk or stand! Just let me take care of you damn it!" I am stunned, was that… emotion? Shown from the stoic shadow king? He swoops me up again and carries me in then up the stairs. He sits me down on a big bed and I sit there and watch as he putts multiple pillows under my foot to elevate it then puts a few behind my head to make me more comfortable. Every once and a while a host comes up but Kyouya promptly sends them away. Eventually he stops fussing and sits in a chair beside my bed and looks at me.
"Why must you be so clumsy?"
"Why must I be clumsy to elicit emotion from you?" I snap before thinking about my words.
"You don't Haruhi." He says and I try to pinpoint when honorifics were dropped. I gape a bit when I realize I was the first to do so.
"You are the only one who ever gets emotion out of me." Kyouya says as he looks me straight in the eyes, his honesty provoking me.
"Kyouya I…"
Mwahahahaha … cliff hanger XD Review and tell me if you think Haruhi will actually say what we all want her to say :) And I apologize if Kyouya seems a bit OOC, the reasoning behind it is that he is slowly confronting his emotions and he doesn't do that often therefore he acts strangely. See ya next chapter!