It had been another long day at the host club. Tamaki's over the top, whimsical antics never failed to exhaust his friends.

"That was fun! The ancient Egypt theme was a really cool one Tama-chan!" Honey said happily.

"Yeah it was fun." Started Hikaru.

"But don't you think that maybe we overshot the budget a little too much this time." Kaoru finished.

"They're right sempai. Just look at Kyoya-sempai; I've never seen him look so down." Haruhi said. Mori nodded in agreement.

"Idiots! How can you say that? That's not the host club way! As I've told you all before: happiness is above any price tag!" Tamaki said dramatically.

Kyoya's eyebrow twitched at the sound of his friends arguing in the background. He was used to Tamaki's capriciousness, but this time he had overshot the budget EPICALLY. It takes a lot of money to be considered "EPIC" when one considers the lifestyle of Ouran Academy, and this WAS epic.

Having all of that special jewelry imported from Egypt was enough on its own, but no, Tamaki HAD to have REAL ancient Egyptian pottery straight from one of the finest museums in Egypt. The museum had refused to lend the items over and over, and for good reason. Accidents happen all the time. Haruhi's mishap with the renaissance vase was a fine example of why the museum had refused so many times. But eventually with much negotiation, Kyoya Ootori had done it again. He was exhausted though. Even with all his stamina, Kyoya was tired.

Kyoya let out a tired sigh.

"Kyoya! Tell those guys that they aren't following the host club way at all!" Tamaki whined.

"Tamaki, you have overshot the budget. I'm used to it, but you really do need to keep our club's finances in mind, even if you aren't the manager of our funds." Kyoya explained calmly.

Tamaki pouted a bit but decided not to argue, as he saw that his friend truly was tired.

"Right….well…now it's time to start planning our NEXT theme!" Tamaki said excitedly.

Damn this guy was inexhaustible.

Kyoya wished that he could use Tamaki as natural resource or at least as some sort of energy source. Yes he could see it…Tamaki was so full of energy and used it efficiently…damn…one Tamaki could probably power half the damn world. Kyoya couldn't help but grin at the thought of how much money he could save, if he could use Tamaki to power everything.

"Uh oh…he's got that creepy smile again." The twins said, noticing Kyoya's expression.

Haruhi sweat-dropped.

"It's gotta be about saving money." Haruhi said dully, but with some amusement in her tone.

Kyoya finally stopped typing and stood up.

"Alright that's enough everyone, there's work to be done. We had a large crowd today and there's a lot to be cleaned up, so let's get started." Kyoya said clapping his hands twice.

However immediately after having said that, Kyoya sat back down and began typing again.

"Hey, aren't you going to help us?" Haruhi asked somewhat annoyed.

"I have other work to attend to, I'm sure you understand Haruhi." Kyoya said simply, obviously neglecting her irritated expression.

Haruhi grumbled a bit but moved on.

"Oh, and do NOT move those artifacts. I'll take care of those myself, so please do not touch them...TAMAKI." Kyoya said, glaring out from under his glasses. Kyoya really did feel like "the mother" sometimes, with the way he had to scold Tamaki and keep him in check so much.

Tamaki whined of course, about Kyoya's scolding, claiming that he would never do anything to harm the artifacts, but Kyoya ignored this and continued working on next month's financial spreadsheet.

He was going to have to subtract whatever amount they overshot this month by from next month's funds…..damn you Tamaki Suoh. He meant well but those wild antics really could be quite overwhelming.

Honey…of course he would be "cleaning" up all the sweets left over. That boy ate more sweets in one day, than Kyoya ate regular food all week. Still though….he was even sweeter than the confections he ate. Honey had a natural care for others, and hated it whenever the people he cared for were hurting. He was always the one to try and smooth things over and cheer others up.

Mori did a lot of the heavy lifting, like moving around tables and chairs. He did his work efficiently and properly, without wavering or complaining. He truly was an employer's dream, as Misuzu had noticed when they were in Karuizawa. He could seem cold but all someone would have to do is look at the way he treats Honey, and they would see the true heart of Mori.

Tamaki was running around hectically and behaving dramatically but…surprisingly getting things done. Tamaki was crazy and a goof-ball yes, but he really did care about his club and the people around him. He was always willing to work hard to help others, even if they were unkind. Tamaki Suoh was truly compassionate and the perfect guy to be the ring leader. Most leaders would be a bit more organized, like Kyoya, but a unique club like the host club that future unique members….called for one hell of a unique boss. That was Tamaki Suoh.

Haruhi was taking her time getting things done. She wasn't sluggish, just not erratic like Tamaki. She had been a truly wonderful edition to the host club. She had tied all of them together even closer than they had been before. She was the kind of person who could get shit done in a second, and had no problem rolling up her sleeves. She might complain a couple times, but she would always get the job done. She was a practical person; not picky at all. She was so easy to get along with too. Haruhi was very down to earth and had a deep care for those close to her heart.

The twins did all of the necessary chores together. They did everything together. They did all their work with laughs and a couple awkward jokes, but the two were quite the hard workers once they set their minds to it. The twins were jokesters and spontaneous. They could be rather reckless and uncaring, but once they decided on something, their stubborn streak would kick in and they would never let up until the job got done. Their hearts were always with the host club too. What hurt one of the members, hurt the twins too.

Kyoya Ootori…he was always the focused hardworking type. He never lost sight of the prize, and always faced forward to the future. He definitely had that business man personality. He was so efficient in the way he spoke, worked, and socialized…he was the dream guy for so many large business owners. He had a side to him though…that was much the opposite of the prior. Kyoya could lose his collectedness and go off the ladder. Kyoya had lost it a couple of times when he had first met Tamaki. Kyoya was not one to be fucked with when he was pissed. And then…Kyoya had a loving side to him. Why would he put up with all of the host club's antics if he didn't care for them? Yes, he loved them all. They had been more of a family to him, than his had ever been.

He hated injustice too. When that fake had tried to sell that old woman that phony pottery, it had made him so angry. He hated when sick people were willing to take advantage of others so quickly. Sure Kyoya could be a bit manipulative, but he wasn't a cruel individual out to hurt others.

"Kyoya, everything is all done here. Aren't you going to go home now?" Tamaki asked, concerned for his friend.

"No, I still have to move that pottery to a proper and safe storage location." Kyoya answered.

"But that's too much for you to do all by yourself sempai. And where do you plan to put it anyway?" Haruhi said, sharing in Tamaki's concern.

"Oh…you didn't see the safe I received from my family's company?" Kyoya asked calmly, still typing away. Kyoya pointed to a room around the corner.

He waited patiently for the return of his friends as they went to investigate what he had pointed out.

"What the hell sempai…" Haruhi said with a sweat-drop on her forehead after returning.

Everyone else was in shock too. The safe was massive…like the size of a damn room! Shit…Kyoya's family had everything didn't they?

After some more opposition from the host club, Kyoya finally convinced them to leave without him.

It had been an hour since the other host club members had left, and Kyoya was finishing up the spreadsheet, when he swore he heard a small scampering noise. His fingers immediately paused; arched above the keys.

"Who's there?" he asked seriously.

No answer…he waited….no more sounds….

Kyoya narrowed his eyes suspiciously but moved on to finish the spreadsheet. About five minutes later, he completed it, and snapped the lid shut.

After taking in a deep breath and releasing it slowly, he started to move pottery to the safe. He was taking his time; he did NOT want to break anything. These objects belonged to someone else. Damaging them was NOT an option.

After about half an hour, Kyoya still had about 5 pots to go.

Kyoya sighed and leaned down to pick up a pot when he noticed something….

His laptop….was GONE. Gone from the table!

"Renge?" he asked quickly.

No answer.

"Tamaki? If it's any of you guys, this is not funny." Kyoya said harshly.

Still no answer.

Kyoya's eyes shot wide open as he dashed for the safe to check on it, walked inside and looked around.

His body filled with some amount of fear at what he saw before him: his laptop…

"Wh-what is this…." He said to himself.

"A trap." A female voice said from behind him.

Kyoya's eyes shot open and he turned just in time to see the outline of a girl about his age, closing the safe.

Kyoya rushed for the door but couldn't make it in time as it closed and locked on him. He couldn't believe this was happening to him.

"Rick kid dumbass. I'll be taking the rest of these pots. Have fun inside your special little safe. Hope you don't run out of air!" the female laughed from the outside.

Kyoya fished in his pockets for his cellphone only to find out that it wouldn't work inside the safe.

"Damnit!" Kyoya yelled slamming the side of the safe with his fist.

He could hear it...the snatching of the pottery…he could hear it being shoved into a padded bag and he could hear the sound of quick working feet.

He was being robbed…..he was trapped in a safe….what was this? How could this be happening?

The footsteps and clattering were gone…what was he supposed to do now…

(A/N: Kyoya Ootori has been outsmarted! There are NOT enough KyoyaxOC fics so that's why I have started on this one…that and he's my fav character. Haha I FINALLY got this up here…took me long enough….what's gonna happen next? Heheh more chapters coming soon! Please review…it really encourages me. Thanks for reading!)