Disclaimer…. Ok guys, I am only going to do this once this time. LOL. I don't own Ouran High School Host Club or its characters. I also don't own Back to December by Taylor Swift.

A/N: Ok everyone, as promised, here is my next story and it is a Kyoya/Haruhi pairing. Thank you Stylewriter565 for reviewing this! You are awesome as ever. Everyone needs to check out her story, For the Love of a Brother. As I was on vacation I was listening to the radio a lot and heard Taylor Swift's Back to December, and as I listened to the words of the song, a story idea popped into my head. That song was the total inspiration for this story. You don't have to know the song or the words in order to understand the story. I hope you enjoy it! Please review.

Chapter 1 – Regrets

He was gone and she longed for him. Oh how she wished that she could go back to that day when she walked away from him. Her fear ruled her heart that day and she walked away from the man that she loved. When she walked away that afternoon, she looked back to see him standing there holding the purple roses he brought her. She should have turned back then, but she didn't. She kept walking and today she looked back on that snowy December day as the biggest mistake in her life.

After that afternoon, Kyoya cut her out of his life. He pretended like she did not exist. In the Host Club, he ignored her and did not talk to her unless absolutely necessary. He never added to her debt and he stopped looking at her. Haruhi felt the cut to the core. She missed him.

Haruhi was always good at hiding her feelings, but like a covered pot, sooner or later, it will boil over and it happened on day at club at the beginning of February her second year in school. She had rushed into the club that Monday, running behind like usual. Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai were going to be at host club today. They were visiting and the girls were abuzz with excitement to see the graduated hosts. Haruhi had to meet with a teacher about one of her papers before she could go to club and the meeting had run over. She literally ran into the room and into what felt like a brick wall, but in reality was Mori-senpai. Haruhi found herself caught in someone's arms before she hit the floor, "Thank you Mori-senpai." She looked up into the tall man's eyes smiling. He nodded to her and set her back on her feet.

"Haruhi, are you alright my daughter? Come here! Let daddy take care of you," Tamaki yelled before he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. The embrace was all consuming and robbed her of her breath.

"Let me go Senpai!" Haruhi yelled breathless. Tamaki was ignoring her and did not follow her orders. She was once again pulled up in Mori's arms and set down about 15 feet away from the enthusiastic King of the Host Club.

"Mori-senpai, you didn't have to do that. I was just making sure my daughter was alright," Tamaki pitifully cried. The twins immediately started to tease him and he went to his corner to pout, mumbling to himself about mean daughters and evil doppelgangers.

Haruhi watched the scene unfold in front of her and rolled her eyes. This was what happened at least twice a week if not more in the host club. She was used to it, but that did not mean that she liked it, far from it. She was sick of it and wanted to tell Tamaki to grow up, but she never did. She took a deep breath, one of the things that made Tamaki who he was, was his child like qualities. It helped him to look at the club as a family and not hold a grudge against his father and grandmother. Sometimes she truly admired him for possessing the innocence of a child. She had lost that when her mother died and she was forced to grow up to help her father.

The twins were two of her best friends. She knew that Hikaru had feelings for her, but he knew that she did not feel the same. Both of the twins knew that she had feelings for a certain Shadow King. They may not have exactly liked the news, but they had supported her and when she walked away because she was afraid, they had been there so that she could cry on their shoulders. Their "toy" act was now just an act and an inside joke between the three. Hikaru and Kaoru did not take it too far and treated her as a sister/dress up doll. They did what they could to keep her mind off of Kyoya and to move forward, but they knew that it was not working. She was still in love with him and wanted to be with him.

Haruhi took a deep breath and walked towards the kitchen to get everything ready for club activities for the day. As she was getting the tea and coffee ready for the day, she thought more about her time with Kyoya. She got a small smile on her face when she thought about how everything started and the months afterward. If only she could go back to that day and change it, she would. Her internal pot started to boil over. She was crying and could not stop the flow of tears or the pain she felt as she stood there and relieved the memories.

The other hosts knew something had happened between the two, but could not figure it out. When they tried to ask, they were shut down. Walls more impenetrable than Fort Knox had been erected between the two and there was no way to get passed them. No one was talking.

Tamaki was not happy when Haruhi and Kyoya seemed to be getting closer, but he could see how much she made his best friend happy, so he swallowed his pride and accepted what was forming between the two. Tamaki was now watching his best friend and his "daughter" hurting and he wanted it to end. He didn't know how to though. He tried to talk to Kyoya, but was yelled at and kicked out of the house. He wasn't going to get anything there. He tried to talk to Haruhi and she told him nothing was wrong and then walked away. No, he couldn't get anything from them and if he didn't know what was wrong, he couldn't fix it.

Hunny-senpai wondered what had gone wrong. His plan was working so well. He knew that his two friends loved each other and were growing closer and closer as time passed. Then it seemed after Christmas break, there was a rift between them. He noticed Haruhi looking at Kyoya like the cake he loved so much. He noticed that Kyoya made it a point to not look at Haruhi, but he went even further than that: he didn't speak to her, ignored her completely and would go out of his way to avoid walking near her. He even stopped adding to her debt so that he would not have to speak any words to her. It broke Hunny's heart. He was not sure what happened, but he knew it was bad. He wondered what he could do to fix it. If anyone belonged together, it was Haruhi and Kyoya. He needed to think of something and fast.

Mori-senpai was in agreement with his cousin. He just wasn't sure what happened. The only thing he was sure of, when he looked at Kyoya and Haruhi, nothing but heartbreak was written on their faces. It was sad to see and it hurt more every day that it was not fixed. Something had to give. Something had to be done, but what could it be? In this instance, he wondered if he and his cousin needed to talk to the others.

In the kitchen Haruhi was doing what she could to stop crying. She knew that if she didn't get out into the club soon, people would come into the kitchen looking for her and she did not want anyone to see her in the condition she was in. She splashed her face with water and wiped the tears away. She would make it through today like she had the last month and a half.

Unbeknownst to Haruhi, someone did see her crying and it hurt him to see, but he would not break. He would not bend and he could not forget what she did to him. Kyoya loved her still and it seemed that the feelings did not want to go away. As much as he wished they would, they were still there. Seeing Haruhi crying hurt him, but he could do nothing for her. She made it clear that she did not want him and rejected him. The book was closed. If only the feelings would disappear. He spent a lot of time thinking back to the good times, the times when they seemed to be getting closer. It had been a mistake to assume she felt the same way about him as he did for her. It all started at the beach and it ended on a December day in the snow. Kyoya walked away from the door and went to his table. He needed to think about other things.