This Ain't Okinawa by Marisa Serise
Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club isn't mine, and never will be. Thanks!
Summary: The fleeting moment spent between Kyoya and Haruhi in Okinawa can't be passed over that easily. The chase is on. M for lemons and suspense!
Author's Notes: I haven't written anything in YEARS. I'm currently still obsessed with the Ouran universe, so I decided to go play. This isn't canon at all, obviously. I'm going to take liberty with the timing after "the beach episode" where the Host Club goes to Okinawa. Obviously, this takes place after Kyoya jumps on top of Haruhi to teach her a lesson about being overpowered. I found it such an oddly sensual and daring scene in a usually light hearted anime that I wanted to expand on it some.
Update: While I'm editing and getting ready to post Chapter 2, I wanted to refine what this story is about. It's categorized as a romance for a reason...because this story focuses on the guy getting the girl, and the girl having the happy ending she didn't realize she could have. I have a fondness for mental mind games, suspense, and sensuality, so those themes ARE represented here. If I wanted to write pure sexual content, I wouldn't do that here. Intimacy and romance go hand in hand. So if you're worried that I'm going to go immediately into the handcuffs and intricate rope bondage...I'm sorry to disappoint. ~MS
Onward!
Chapter 1: Some of Them Want (To Use You)
Another lazy afternoon in the Music Room gave Haruhi plenty of time to think, but such an activity was dead last on her favorite list. There was too much time for thinking, and too much time to think about the man that put a wave of new thoughts in her head.
Kyoya. What was he thinking, getting on top of her like that? And why did she want the chess game to play out so much her skin got tingly at the thought?
It wouldn't happen. They were from two different worlds, two different cultures, spread out farther than the North Pole and its southern cousin. Haruhi would just have to accept that there would be no continuation to the "game", and let it go.
Was it a game? It had to be. Kyoya was a cunning young man, but he was still honor bound and devoted to upholding his family's stellar reputation. It wasn't about dominating her. It wasn't about her pleasure, his pleasure, or their pleasure blended together ...
"Haru-chan! Haru-chan! Look at me!"
Honey-senpai was showing off for the club's guests, doing lazy handstands while keeping his stuffed bunny rabbit close by. Haruhi turned to smile at him and clap her hands together. "Great job, Honey-senpai!"
He giggled as the girls around him squealed and held each other tightly over the sight. "Usa-chan loves handstands too! We're a team!"
Haruhi sighed, her cheeks turning slightly flushed. If I'm not careful, I'm going to be caught daydreaming by...
She spied Kyoya out of the corner of her eye, the light reflecting off his glasses just right. "Haruhi, your sales have been down over the last two days. Pay attention or you'll never get your debts repaid." The light shifted to obscure his sharp eyes, giving him a villainous aspect that seemed to cling to him.
Haruhi nodded. "I'll work harder, I promise."
Kyoya just nodded, his face emotionless. "I am confident you will live up to my expectations...eventually."
Is he toying with me? What on earth?
She decided not to respond to that, leaving the older student to his laptop and calculations.
The guests gathered around her, ready for her to slip into the "natural" act that came so easily. She charmed and dazzled her regulars, making sure they felt completely included. They prattled on about social gatherings and appointments they had to make. The more they chattered on, the more it reminded Haruhi of the immense chasm that separated her, Kyoya, and all of the people that were just like him. Young, rich, and upwardly driven, all things that she wasn't. She had her dreams, of course, which is why she came to Ouran in the first place.
The older student wasn't meant for her, no matter what she might try to read from his sentences. She just needed to keep her heart from racing, and she would be just fine.
"Daughter, dearest! You seem down! Fear not, for I will-" Tamaki's usual overacting cheered Haruhi up slightly, but it was short-lived as the twins squished him down from both sides. "Haruhi! Let's play a game!"
Tamaki got up slowly, dusting himself off. "Hey! Daddy's talking here!" They clobbered him again, taking turns playfully beating him up while Haruhi chuckled and the others looked on with amusement. Just another day in the Host Club, entertainment portal of the school.
After the Club's activity period was over, Haruhi was left alone walking to the edge of the academy. Kyoya followed her, his steps slow and measured.
This girl...fascinates me.
It was a fascination, of course. He had already told himself that long before he found himself on top of her, looking into those large brown eyes. He considered briefly that she didn't think he was seriously going to violate her privacy in the worst way, but on the other hand...there was something there.
Is it wrong of me to want to devour her, just to see how she tastes?
He wasn't as flagrant as some of the other Host Club members, but he did have his tastes sated when the opportunity presented itself. It was difficult because his tastes often overwhelmed his partners. He had a deep need to explore control from every angle, and domination from every aspect. It fascinated him because control came so easily. Giving up control, however, was much harder.
In his mind, he imagined a slight role reversal, with the petite freshman on top of him, her eyes filled with mischief and intrigue. He could imagine leading her down this path, opening door after door until she experienced the same passion and rush he did.
The only thing better than experiencing the peak of sensuality was bringing someone else to the same conclusion.
Just like that, a plan bloomed in his mind. He continued to walk slowly behind Haruhi, keeping his presence as concealed as possible without making it obvious that was his intention. He waited until she was standing at the edge of the sidewalk area before he announced himself.
Her look of surprise made the wheels inside his head spin even faster. I love when they look like that - part fear, part awe, all prey...and more.
He kept his tones warm yet perfunctory. "Haruhi, the twins mentioned your stellar performance in class as of late. I'd like to congratulate you on your progress so far at Ouran."
He paused as Haruhi smiled slightly at him, the look of confusion on her face clear as day. "Thank you, Kyoya-senpai."
"Please...such formality isn't needed here. Just call me Kyoya."
"Okay, Kyoya."
"Good. Since you've managed such amazing progress for a commoner, perhaps you'd be interested in exploring your studies further. My family owns quite a few office spaces, as I'm sure you've realized. I've turned one into a study lab filled with all of the resources I've needed since I began at Ouran. Would you like to study with me sometime?"
Not your best hook, Shadow King. He almost gave into his thoughts until Haruhi smiled at him again. "That would be great...I'm not as sharp in chemistry as I would like. Our teacher is a bit...passionate about the field, but I can't say I'm the same way."
He nodded. "Then it's settled. You will ride along with me to the study lab, and then I will take you home after we finish. Be prepared to spend the better portion of your day with me. I am a...exquisite teacher."
He turned and walked away, leaving her to just wave at him. "O...okay, Kyoya-senpai! Thank you! See you tomorrow!"
The honeytrap is set. I could have smoothed things out a bit, but I don't want her to get any ideas. After all, she's still a commoner. That has to matter...doesn't it?
The wind around him picked up as he walked away, but it didn't have any answers. He turned to watch Haruhi go as he called for his driver to pick him up.
There will be time to plot and scheme. For now, I'm going to tend to my own affairs and bide my time. I have a whole world to show that girl yet.
Note: Well, this is my test story...I'm still fleshing bits and pieces out. It's obviously Kyoya/Haruhi, but there's going to be flashes of other pairings sprinkled throughout this fic.
I'm not the type of author that demands reviews or anything like that. Simply put, I write for my pleasure first.
I'm still tweaking the story so that it's more light hearted... but I will most likely make a wilder story to post on AO3. There's so many delicious directions this can go, and I realize that this isn't the venue for that. :) I've already been "warned" by a reviewer, so I figure I would make my stance clear in each chapter.
Thanks for reading!