HEY EVERYBODY! Even though i haven't gotten any new reviews on it yet (Sadface D'X ), I have posted the fourth chapter of this story! FINALLY, Right? haha! Anyway, as another token of me feeling bad, I have completely rewrote the first chapter to seem less OOC (as best as I could) and improve all (use the word 'all' loosely please, there were ALOT of mistakes, considering the original thing was written by a 14 yr old) of the mistakes! I have changed things too, so be prepared! You may have to reread this to understand other things happening. I'm also going to try and rewrite chapter 2, but that may take a while. Today was my last day of school where i actually had to take a final (tomorrow is my actual last day of school ) and I go home at 9:45 and started re-writing it ASAP, and it took me FOUR hours to finish. For me, most chapters only take me about an hour or an hour and a half at most. It's starting the chapters that are the slowest with me, then after that, everything is good! This is the longest I ever had worked on anything, so I really hope you appreciate it! I love all of you guys, and I promise I will be updating at least ONCE A MONTH if I can!

ENJOY!

A QUICK REMINDER: CHAPTER 2 IS NOT REWRITTEN YET, AND WAS WRITTEN BY A HORRIBLE 14 YEAR OLD THREE YEARS AGO, AND SADLY THAT USED TO BE ME! I'M GOING TO TRY TO RE-WRITE IT AS FAST AS I CAN! I'M NOT SAYING YOU CAN'T GO AND READ IT, BUT BE PREPARED FOR LOTS OF OOC AND MISTAKES THAT ARE MADE!

TO be honest, I failed English this year (again, I'm a math person), so i don't know why I'm complaining about my 14 year old self. haha! Well anyway, enjoy (and tell me why I suck at English when its my first language and I always fail it but always get 100% in Spanish?)

Kyoya's Point Of View (POV)

Why is it so hard for me to find out what she is thinking? The more I find out about her, the more my opinion of her changes. She's unreadable, and it tortures me. I'm finding it harder to keep the mask of a cool and calm guy self that the host club has come to know me as, and finding myself wanting to laugh, and smile, more when I'm with her. Instead of being the 'Kyoya' I am around everyone else, I want to be the Kyoya that no one knows exists.

I'm the shadow king though, a name coined by her. A name that she thinks describes my personality well. Of course, I don't disagree with that notion. I never used to have a problem with that name, but more and more people have been calling me that, and more and more it has been bothering me, and I don't know why. I don't let myself get too irritated by it though, for it is a name that the girl I love came up with herself. For maybe I shouldn't look at 'shadow king' as a negative term, but more as an honor title that I am important enough to be given a name such as that. The name itself does describe me very well, but only half of me. I'd really like to show her my other personality.

Sure, even if I did try to show her, the lovely brunette can be a little naïve and oblivious to obvious things, but that is who she is, and I would never try to change that. I add on to her debt everyday to make sure I never have to fear that she'll one day pay it off. Yes, it isn't the right thing to do...

But I have a gain from it...

I'm in love with this girl. I love the way she speaks, the way she listens, and even the way she pushes her hair out of her face when her bangs fall forwards in front of her big, beautiful brown eyes. Yes her eyes, I love those too.

So I do have a gain. By her thinking she has to be in the host club, I see her more often. If she wasn't a member anymore, she'd be nothing but a passing face in the hallway, who I'd learn to forget easier than I'd care to admit. Except I don't want to forget her. Where is the gain in getting rid of her? I get absolutely nothing. I much rather make her my own, which is something I intend to do.

However, though my feelings sound very passionate and deep, I didn't always love her. To be completely honest, I don't know when my feelings changed from platonic friendship, to feelings of compassion.

Still, I wish I noticed I was love with the boyish, yet cute teen sooner. It would have been so much easier then. Now, if I really want her, there are going to be many obstacles standing in my way. Three of them being Hikaru, Kaoru, and Tamaki.

Of course, to be completely fair, I'm not all that worried about Kaoru. Sure, both Kaoru and her were friends, but even if Kaoru had some hint of lust for her, I doubt he'd ever act on his feelings. If anything ever happened between the two of them, Hikaru would never forgive him, and that isn't something Kaoru isn't willing to risk for her.

And I don't really find Hikaru to be all that much 'competition' for me. Yes, Hikaru actually knows he sees the young teenager more than just a friend, which is more than anyone else. However, it would never work out. Hikaru's short patience is the nail in the coffin, and what keeps the two from being nothing more but classmates.

But then there was Tamaki.

The tall, handsome blonde is the only thing that stands in my way. One day or another, Tamaki is finally going to realize he doesn't think of himself as her 'daddy', and he's going to take the next step. Just because of the person Tamaki is, that's all he'd have to do. And that's because I believe she's already realized her feelings for him, and now she is just waiting to see if they're worth it.

For the last couple months, I'm growing more and more tired of Tamaki. There was a time when I valued my friendship with Tamaki, actually liking the time we spent together. But even between the bond between Tamaki and I, there was an unreachable goal I wanted. Tamaki had known I had gain from our friendship, but never really cared to know what.

I'd just like to be better than Tamaki at something. That's it. The young teen can master something easily, without even trying. It's a gift, he's always had, ever since I met him. If I ever wanted to try to become good at something, the idiot would say 'wow Kyoya! That looks like fun!' and eventually surpass me with no effort.

I shouldn't be bothered by this though. Tamaki is expected to be better. He has the more outgoing personality, which makes him well-loved, but also means he is put on higher expectations to be the best at something. Unless based on class rank, when the two of us are compared, Tamaki is more expect to be good at things like track, piano, things like that. If someone where to say I was better at something like that, it would seem out of character, and for one half of me, that is out of character. That half of me has no wants to waste time on silly little things that have no purpose. But the other half of me, it's a completely different Kyoya than the host club is used to seeing.

On the outside, the blonde teen and I seem to be polar opposites, leaving many puzzled about the fact we can even be friends in the first place. However, if you were to take a closer look, we actually a lot more alike than people ever realize. For instance, I know how to play the piano, and I'm pretty good at it. I mean, I know I'm not as good as Tamaki is, but it goes to show that we're not as all that different. I've also been playing guitar since I was 7 years old, and I'm lead guitarist of a band too. No one knows this. Not even Tamaki.

Not even her...

Not yet at least...

Haruhi Aya Fujioka.

Haruhi. She is the girl that I have fallen for harder than a person like me, either half of me, is expected to. However, she is also the girl currently in love with my best friend, something I'm going to change...

But I'm the shadow king to her, she came up with the name herself. How could she ever come to think of myself as something more than that?

"Hey Kyoya?" The voice startled me, and caused me to jump. I had sat down at my laptop to start keeping tabs on our clubs budget, but ended up getting little to no accomplished. I turned my body halfway around to see who had called my name, seeing that the twins were standing behind me, looking slightly concerned.

"Are you okay Kyoya?" Kaoru asked, in a concerning tone. "You've been out of it for the last couple of days."

I closed the laptop that was sitting in front of me. I figured that I'm probably not going to be getting much more done anyway. "I'm fine." I lied while putting my laptop in the brown bag that was hanging off the chair from one strap. "I've just been really busy lately."

"You don't look fine," replied Hikaru, not buying the lie for a second.

"You're starting to look a little pale," said Kaoru, slightly more concerned than Hikaru was. "Maybe you should go to the nurses office or lie down."

"I'm fine," I repeated, this time making sure I sounded more convincing than before. "My dad has just been having a lot of late night meetings, and I haven't had that much time to sleep." I waited for a response, hoping it was believed.

"Are you sure?" asked Kaoru, trying one more time to see if there really was anything bothering me.

"I promise. Don't worry about me." And with that, the two twins left me alone. I sat back down and started writing in my black note book. There were a lot of things I wanted to get done before I finally left this place.

"Hey Kyoya!" Another voice behind me exclaimed, not even a minute after I sat down.

I let out a big sigh. I once again turned my body halfway around and replied by asking, "What do you want Tamaki?"

"I have an idea!" Tamaki paused to create 'dramatic silence'. "You know how lately we've been using the cute nickname Haruhi made up for you to get more customers? 'The Shadow King'?"

"Yes, Tamaki, of course I know." It's true. Lately I have been getting tons of more customers, but that's because Tamaki and the rest of the club want to use my nickname to create more publicity, and I can't lie, it's been bringing in a lot of money. However, maybe it has something to do with me getting tired of hearing the name being used as a term to describe me, but lately the ideas Tamaki has had have been going too far.

"I think that we should put a giant curtain around your table, and have there be light shining from the ground, that way you look creepy, and create a 'shadow'!" It wasn't a bad idea. Lately, a lot of girls have been requesting to try something more 'scary', maybe because they have been pulled into this 'shadow king' mania, or maybe because they just want to try something new. Either way, it would be a hit.

However, I didn't like the idea, nor did I want to partake in it. "I don't know Tamaki. I just don't think it's that great of an idea."

"Nonsense Kyoya!" I sighed from relief that I didn't set him off. "It a great idea! These girls have been dying for something scarier for months!"

"But what if it's too scary? I don't want to scare them away from me. How would that benefit anything?"

"You aren't looking at the big picture Kyoya! You're already pretty scary!"

I know I shouldn't have been bothered by something as negligible as him saying that, but I just couldn't shake it off. I guess the barrier I try to put between my feelings and others lately has been deteriorating because of how easily I how much I've been thinking about Haruhi. Not just what the blonde idiot has been saying, but everything has been getting to me lately. I mean, how am I going to make Haruhi become mine if people think I'm scar...

"Kyoya!? Are you listening?" I snapped out of my thoughts to see a slightly annoyed Tamaki staring at me.

"I'm sorry Tamaki," I apologized, not completely meaning it. "What were you saying?"

Tamaki's attitude changed back into his normal happy self. "I said that if the girls get scared, it wouldn't be a bad thing! A frightened girl can always come to me, and I'll be there to comfort her!"

He had a good point, but it didn't change my feelings toward the subject. "What about Haruhi? Don't you think they'd go to her too?" And for once in a long time, I really wished Haruhi hadn't been on my mind at the time, because I knew what was coming next.

"Haruhi!? Yes! How could forget about my cute daughter!?"

"Tamaki, I..." I started to say, before he interrupted.

"DAUGHTER! Please come over and give your daddy a hug!"

The short, cute brunette walked up to Tamaki, seeming slightly annoyed, but I couldn't tell if she was annoyed by the fact that Tamaki was calling her daughter, or she just didn't want to be around him right now. While I hoped for the latter, I assumed that if my hunch was correct and the young teen was really struck with love for the host club king, that it was the former that was bugging her. "Will you please tell Mommy that my idea is good?"

"Tamaki, from previous experiences, I don't think I can honestly tell him my opinion about an idea unless I know more facts about it first," Haruhi stated, waiting for a response.

Tamaki explained the whole idea to Haruhi like he did for me, but did so using more words to make it seem like it was more planned out. I could tell by her face that big, brown eyed girl found the idea interesting.

I let out a giant sigh, which made Haruhi jerk her head in my direction, without letting Tamaki noticing she had stopped paying attention. I looked away from Haruhi, trying to make it seem like I didn't know she heard my sigh. Then to my surprise, she looked toward Tamaki and interrupted him. "I don't like the idea," she said, using her 'serious voice', the voice she uses when she's trying to get a message across to one of us. It's usually used when she was mad, though I'm not sure if she was all that mad right now. "I made up the name as an inside thing that was originally intended to be something only I called him, but then I decided maybe it could be a name that we used to call him in the host club. I never wanted to use it as publicity though. I don't like it Tamaki. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry Haruhi" Tamaki asked, "I just loved the name so much that I thought everyone should be allowed to call him that."

Haruhi stayed silent, as if she was thinking about what she should say. Finally, she said, "Did you think that the ideas you've been coming up with lately have been putting a negative title on Kyoya? Did you ever ask him what he felt like being described as the 'Shadow King'? I mean, I wouldn't want to be called something that everyone is expected to be scared of! Would you?"

Tamaki stared at Haruhi in shock, and then he looked down to the ground. "No, I wouldn't. I'm sorry Kyoya."

"There's nothing to apologize for," I said, not intending it to be a lie, but it feeling like one. "To be honest it really doesn't bother me all that much. I'll talk to you about it later tonight, but you should probably get home."

"Oh crap!" exclaimed Tamaki. "That's right! I forgot! I have an important meeting tonight! I have to go! Daddy loves you Haruhi! Bye!" and with that, he ran out of the door as fast and he could, leaving Haruhi and I alone. Finally.

Haruhi and I stayed and cleaned up the mess that was made at host club activities today, it was nothing too bad, and with two of us here, we were able to get it done pretty fast. Of course, I wouldn't consider it to be a very enjoyable time for me, even with her in my presence. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her stop working and looking at me every once in a while. The young girl was completely silent whole time, and didn't say anything to me. I had wondered if I did something to upset her. Maybe she was upset that I didn't like the name she had chosen for me.

After we had finished cleaning the music room, I went over to the table where my laptop and books were at. I placed my laptop and black notebook into my bag gently, making sure I didn't crumple any important papers. After that I picked up my wool white scarf, given to me by mother at a young age, and wrapped it around my neck. Then I put my on black jacket, a name brand wool pea coat that I used to keep warm once the winter weather started to come. While I was buttoning it up, a voice from behind whispered, "I'm sorry."

I turned around and saw a guilty looking Haruhi, with her eyes pointed at the ground.

"What are you sorry about?" I asked, trying to sound unconcerned and not making any eye contact.

"Kyoya..." she said softly. "If the name shadow king hurt your feelings, then why would you let me call you that?"

"It didn't hurt my feelings Haruhi. It's not that big of a deal. The name does fit me well. Its who I am. I am the 'Shadow King'."

"That still doesn't give me the right to create a name that is used to describe you in a negative way. I don't want you to think that I find you scary, or mysterious." I looked over at Haruhi, now with more interest to hear what she was saying. She looked up to me with a guilty look, making me feel bad also, since I made her feel this way. "Shadow king was more meant to be a joke, not something to be taken seriously. I know that's not what you are like. I don't think of you that way!"

"How do you think of me Haruhi?" I asked, looking away again.

"Well..." She hesitated, trying to think of a response. "I think of you as Kyoya Ootori. Basically the guy you are. There isn't really a label I can put on that." A smirk appeared on the young girl's face and her tone of voice changed. "And also, you can keep pretending that the comment didn't hurt your feelings, but I refuse to believe that."

Then Haruhi started to walk away, making me smile too. There wasn't a thing that beautiful angel couldn't do to cheer me up. She had such a graceful way of touching people's hearts when they are down and getting them forget about all the worries they have...

… and while I've been cheered up, this time, my worries are far from forgotten.

"Haruhi?" I asked before Haruhi had excited.

The young girl stopped, turned around and looked at me with her big brown eyes one last time before she left. "Yes Kyoya?"

"Do you have feelings for Tamaki?"

She stood there a moment to think, a moment that seemed to be an eternity. Then she answered, "I really don't know. It's hard to explain what I feel for him. You wouldn't understand if I tried to. It's just too confusing." Then she smiled and walked out.

When she was gone, I whispered to myself, "Sorry princess, but you are wrong. I know exactly what you are talking about, Haruhi Fujioka."