*I do not own Ouran High School Host Club*

This is my first story, please any criticism is welcome. Enjoy :)

Chapter 1

It was just another day in the host club. The twins were "entertaining" their customers with their signature brotherly love act. Honey was speaking avidly to his customers while Mori watched on silently. Kyouya sat down typing furiously on his lap top, and Tamaki was flirting shamelessly with various girls.

Haruhi sat watching this scene fold out in front of her. Absentmindedly, she wondered what she would make for dinner that night. Her customers sat around her watching. They were enthralled by her far off eyes. If only they knew no deep and sophisticated thoughts resided behind them.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Kyouya stand and address the room.

"Thank you, our dear customers. But, our club activities for the day must now come to an end."

A smile adorned Kyouya's face, and Haruhi unconsciously shivered. How could someone so cold smile so sweetly?

Within minutes all of the customers had filed out the doors of the music room. Only the host club remained lounging around on the furniture. They were preparing themselves, silently, for Kyouya's expected tirade regarding who knows what.

"Haruhi," Kyouya began slowly. "You know, we are counting on you to pay back your debt, right?"

"Yes, yes of course," Haruhi replied, sounding slightly confused.

"Then maybe, you shouldn't be neglecting your clients as often. It is necessary that you be responsible for your actions," Kyouya berated coldly.

Haruhi just nodded without a word. It was quite uncharacteristic of Kyouya to express his emotions, and it was now clear that he was very angry. Idly, Haruhi wondered if she was the real reason behind his outburst.

Kyouya appeared to be thinking along the same lines. Self-consciously, he turned on his heel and walked away without another word. Haruhi stared after him, a slight frown on her face. Surprisingly, however, no one else really seemed too concerned about Kyouya's explosion.

"Haru-chan?" Honey whispered.

Haruhi looked down to see Honey pulling at her sleeves. She couldn't help but to allow a slight smile grace her features. How could anyone resist that face?

"What is it Honey-senpai?"

"Me and Takeshi are going to eat some cake! Right Takeshi?"

"Ah."

"And we wanted to know if you wanted to," he paused for dramatic effect. "Share some cake with us?"

Haruhi rolled her eyes. She had to admit, she wasn't the biggest fan of sweets. But, who could resist that face?