As promised, the story in my last one-shot of KyoHaru that was entitled "All thanks to Fanfiction!". Go check it out!

Hello, my name is Amour Tonerre Takahashi and I have been assigned once again to Japan after a long series of lovely couples in Malaysia, Thailand, U.S.A and even Paris. I check on each of them once in a while, Ameir and Asiqin in Malaysia, Phin Tem and Kakandare in Thailand, Gil and Juliana in U.S.A and my most recent, Amelie and Ricardo in Paris.

Oh, in case you don't know me, I'm a love spirit and my job as one of Cupid's best is to submit a report on each couple I have been assigned to and make sure they stay together for the rest of their lives as lovers.

However, I can still remember the first couple I have ever been assigned to when I first got this promotion was a lovely couple. I think their names are Ichigo and Kashino. It's been a while since then and I hear they're starting patissiere high school now.

Now, this new couple is from (checks digital reader) Ouran High, a...HOST CLUB?

Isn't that just a fancy name for gigolo club? What the hell? Matte, if it's a host club then they should all be male, right? Yaoi? WTF!

Wait, must calm down, must remain calm…..Oh, one of them is a cross-dresser to pay off her debt? Sounds like some sorta shojou manga…

Anyways, Haruhi Fujioka and Kyouya Ohtori, ne?

I read and read and read non-stop while waiting in the 3rd music room where the club is held.

Oh so Ohtori-san tried to seduce her before….so-desu ne….

I have a feeling he would be the manipulator and she would be the manipulationed one….How sad…

Anyways, I read a little of the other hosts profile's too, in case….Ah, Hikaru Hitachiin and Tamaki Suoh too? Oh this is going to be...kinda tough, considering that although Ohtori-san is the 'cool' one here, he is the coldest and quite evil….

This means I have to make him show his little known of kind side.

That is going to be extremely hard, considering he's half short of an egoistic bastard and a rich one at that.

Anyway, my report is here…

REPORT OF KYOUYA OHTORI AND HARUHI FUJIOKA'S

RELATIONSHIP, JAPAN

15:00, 18th June 2004, Monday

Subjects are currently in host club room entertaining guests.

Haruhi is a really good cross-dresser maybe she takes after her father; Kyouya-san is as usual sitting in a corner typing on his laptop.

He yawned once, a short curt yawn like all rich handsome polite bastards do. 'Shouldn't…have…stayed up so late yesterday adding …Haruhi's debt.' Thought him.

(Oh? Adding to her debt? Probably to keep her here in this club of his?)

What no one else knows is that other than stocks, records and snippets of everyone's personal info what lies in Kyouya's laptop is very private to him.

A journal of all accounts and one that he was currently writing in about Haruhi.

'She is still entertaining her guests, her graceful motions stunning everyone in the room. Although he thinks no one knows, Hikaru glances at her every five seconds. One…two…three..four..there, again. He obviously has a crush on her. How does she do that, make my mind go blank then intent on killing Hikaru, this emotion called jealousy?

I know, I'll privately tell him and tell him its bringing club profits down! Brilliant! I'm not an Ohtori for nothing.

Oh, she dropped a special autumn edition teacup that Tohru-san got for us while in England. Good, more money to add to her debt. As she carefully picks up the pieces of broken teacup, I admire her fluidity and her smooth sexy hands…

Wait, WTH! How did I ever like a commoner female like Haruhi Fujioka?

Shit, my lessened number of anabolism genes by that blasted lack of sleep must be making me delusional. I'm going to go take a short nap.'

He shuts the laptop down and walks calmly to the other room as he locks the door.

Only two hosts notice this, Mori-sempai and Haruhi-san.

Mori-sempai looks on as his new designees squeal at Hani-senpai's cuteness and finally his eyes leave the door.

Haruhi looks befuddled at that, wondering and wondering at what he could possibly be doing. Noticing her care for him, I will definitely confirm that however small, she has a crush on him.

She blushes lightly and turns back to her customers. "Gomenasai, what was that ladies?"

"Haruhi-kun, you look distracted today, is anything wrong?" asked one of them.

"No, nothing's wrong and I'm sorry I spaced out, where were we?"

The fangirls 'kya~d' all the way because the left traces of the blush added to her natural smile looked very stunning.

After hosting hours, Haruhi looked doubly worried for Kyouya-san as he still had not come out of that room.

Tamaki and the twins did not notice as they were busy arguing on the subject of how Tamaki spent a day being stalked by Nekozawa-san on the account of a cat being right next to him all the time. The twins were busy making smart aleck comments.

Hani-sempai and Mori-sempai try to make them stop fighting, as the shouts are getting louder and louder, with the help of chocolate petit gateaux.

And apparently, it wasn't working. They all left, some with sour moods and wide eyes at the rejection of the petit gateux.

(This is the perfect chance for Kyouya and Haruhi-san to give it their all!)

I made Haruhi-san enter the room forcibly and she did.

She tried to wake Kyouya-san up as the club would be closing soon.

"Kyouya-sempai! Wake up! Onegai-shimas!" shouted Haruhi.

He mumbled as he turned on the plush couch he was sleeping on, facing her.

She shook him softly and whispered, "Kyouya-sempai, please wake up…"

He mumbled again and suddenly in a flash pulled her up against his chest and hugged her tight while she squirmed and blushed.

He looked so serene while he was sleeping all cares forgotten and left behind. His ebony hair was messy and sexy, laying tousled in his face as the pearly white skin of his face was calm. 'Kyouya-sempai looks so handsome…' thought Haruhi.

Haruhi blushed once more at that thought as she was facing him, had this been a normal sofa, she would have ended up on top of him ages ago, Thank God.

"Ha-ru-hi…" mumbled Kyouya.

She had seven shades of red on her face as she instinctively hugged him tighter than ever around his lean waist.

"Kyouya…" replied her while looking at his serene sleeping face sweetly.

His eyes snapped awake, miraculously alert again. His blushing face was one that Haruhi (and I) could not forget, permanently etched in our minds. He looked so very different, without that shield of coldness and measured emotions.

"What- What are you doing in my arms Haruhi?" stuttered Kyouya. No, Kyouya Ohtori did not stutter. No way!

Then he quickly changed the situation and pressed her under him as she gasped at the sudden movement.

"Now, Haruhi, don't you know better than to sneak into my state of slumber? How very rude of you." Said Kyouya as he lifted his lips to her neck and trailed it down leaving a hot trail.

Then, he kissed her jaw line very, very gently and Haruhi felt a pleasant, loving sensation.

She gulped suddenly feeling very, very warm as his heat emitted from his hot body to hers.

"Kyouya-sempai? Please, please let go of me."

She was surprised by how firm her voice sounded even though she felt like Jell-O inside.

Kyouya was shocked as well, this unpredictable girl...He smiled and kissed her forehead, knowing he'd gone too far.

"Gomen, gomen." Said Kyoya. He stared at her with his twin orbs of dark, dark green. The second time she had seen his eyes without their glasses, so secretive and cool did they look, like ones of mysterious unearthly dwellings not quite from this world.

"Your eyes look so beautiful." Haruhi mumbled, looking longingly than ever into them. Kyouya's growing smirk looked very addictive at the moment.

Kyouya kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth effortlessly while his hands stayed on her chest. "If you want me to stop, just push." Said Kyouya softly. Haruhi shook her head, clearly wanting him to continue.

Haruhi gasped in his mouth as he started making light movements on her breasts. It was surprisingly arousing, that spicy tangy smell of his.

"You know, Haruhi, you owe me a debt for waking me up in that totally rude manner." Whispered Kyouya against her ear as a delicious shiver went down her spine.

"I'll pay you as I work off my debt ok Kyouya?" She was completely thrown off-track as Kyouya sighed deeply and hovered his face until it was only an inch away from hers; she started to lose her breath again.

"Ha-ru-hi," He rolled the syllables expertly around his tongue and Haruhi caught wind of a seductive hint in his voice.

He closed the gap and their lips met once again, and stayed that way for a very long time.

"Debt paid. This was your personal debt to me, no need to trouble anyone else, ne?" He winked at her which caused her to blush harder.

He lifted himself from her and exited the room with a smirk on his features.

Haruhi also left with questions, oh so many questions playing in her mind…

She also felt a strange very pleasant sensation, one that made her long to reach the stars and fly high in the sky to be with him.

N.B.-Kyouya-san was wrongly misjudged he is not an egoistic rich bastard; he's a sexy seductive gentle egoistic rich bastard.

This is my first multi-chappie shots of KyoHaruh which I will definitely update daily, so no probs. It is also continuous like every one of my multi-chappies.

As always, review pls! Just a short one will do!