An Otori Kyoya x Fujioka Haruhi fanfiction:

Saipoym

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Disclaimer: Ouran Koukou Host Club belongs to Hatori Bisuko.

1

Walking briskly up the marble steps of her new high school, Fujioka Haruhi briefly mused over the generous beauty surrounding her. Ouran Gakuin is certainly nothing if not indulgent. Obviously the comforts and needs of the student body have been thoroughly addressed. Why is it then that, even with four libraries in this school, there is not a single suitable environment for studying?

Stepping off onto the top floor, Haruhi moved down the corridor with resolve. If the school will not provide her with a quiet space, then she will just find one herself! There should be at least one abandoned room where she could find solitude- yes, a place like an unused music room for instance!

"Welcome. ♥"

Her heart jumped- a spasmodic jolt of terrified shock rather than a joyful leap of delighted surprise. What were six suspiciously pretty males posing for behind the closed doors of a supposedly unused music room?

She listened half-consciously as her ambushers nonsensically argued her guest status under the assumption that she was a male. Her mind raced along with her heart, questioning the situation she has stumbled into, responding to what her half-consciousness registered with even more questions. And as her name passed through the lips of one of the six, her head spun back to look back upon them.

"How…how did you know…?"

Her cautious eyes studied the boys in front of her. She had registered some talk about a host club and her wariness of these strangers increased. A guy with a scary face, an elementary school kid, a bespectacled boy with a businessman's smile, a pair of identical twins, and a boy sitting assuredly in the only seat- what did they want with her?

Shifting his weight to his left, the one with glasses smiled in satisfaction as her gaze focused upon his figure. His eyes held an honesty that was confident and reassuring, yet his smile gave warning to be careful since honesty can be cunning.

"It seems the tone of our school doesn't fit for commoners," he said. "So if you don't have a lot of nerve, you can't get a scholarship here. If I didn't know all about you, I shouldn't be in this school, right?"

"…Yeah."

Yes, apparently Fujioka-kin was a commoner with a lot of nerve- a commoner with a lot of nerve who broke an eight-million-dollar vase.

But then, what do you expect of a girl who has suddenly found herself in an unexpected situation where she is labeled gay with a choice of preference in wild, incest, and/or pedophile when all she was asking for was a quiet place to study? And who leaves a rune vase in the middle of a room with no means of security whatsoever in the first place?

Well, apparently the rich folk do. And while Fujioka-kun was sweating bullets in trying to reassure the six pretty boys and Fujioka-kun's self that everything will be paid back in full, not a single male in the room was taking Fujioka-kun's plight seriously.

And so Fujioka Haruhi watched in horror as the smile on the bespectacled boy tilted slightly upwards while he turned to address the recognized leader of the group, asking in a gentle but certain tone, "What would you do, Tamaki?"

Author's Note: Saipoym is somewhat of a rewrite of the manga Ouran Koukou Host Club by Hatori Bisuko, or at least it will start off like that. Basically, it will be rewritten in such a way that will focus on the relationship between Haruhi and Kyoya. I'm not really sure where I want to take this fanfiction, but I want to write something that highlights all the Haruhi/Kyoya moments in the manga. I have a few more original ideas that I would like to write out, but I'm really lazy so I'll just do one thing at a time.

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Thank you.

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