Disclaimer: The Host Club will never be mine.. Sadly.. Hatori Bisco has that honor.
Ok, I'm not really sure how this one will end up. But the idea is that it'll be sweet ok? I'm trying to refrain from posting my lovely smutty goodness.. Note I said posting. I'm probably still going to write it.. ; Blame my mind.. Anyway, please let me know what you think. I'ma keep an eye out for this one. It's my baby.. I coddle this story.. How sad I will take your comments into account! Please say something! Even if it's just that you like the story, or hate it for that matter/Tell me why. See you around, Belladonna.
"Haruhi.. About that day at the beach, that night when I ah... tried to warn you.." Kyoya's face was turning red, and he fingered his collar nervously. Haruhi was looking up at him, eyes wide and attentive. " I ah.. Ok." He exhaled then took a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say is, Haruhi I like you. I just wanted the chance to see you from that angle. So that I could imagine that one day, maybe, we might be in a position like that. I'm sorry. I apologize whole-heartedly for what I did. I know that it wasn't fair of me to do such a thing just to fuel my own selfish desires. Please forgive me!" As Kyoya came to a stop, his face had reached an amazing shade of crimson and he looked down at the girl he loved with his whole heart. He looked into her eyes and saw tears there and he ran. Kyoya ran out of the courtyard and through the school buildings. Haruhi called after him but he was gone.
The next day, and the next, and the one after that, no-one saw or heard from Kyoya, the host club boys just assumed he was on a business trip with his father but Haruhi was worried, what had he thought as he ran away. What did she think? Did she like him in return? She wasn't sure, she liked all of the club members. Tamaki, because he reminded her of her father, with his loud outbursts and random excitement, and the us and downs of his emotions. Hani for his sweetness and his childish excitement, his happiness and his ability to brighten up a room just by being there. Kaoru for his quiet sweetness, and abiding love for his twin, and Hikaru for his playful-ness, his love of tricks and schemes. Mori for his sense of duty and his quiet words and his thoughtful intervention when Hani got out of hand. Kyoya... Kyoya for his plans, his plotting, and his knowledge, not to mention the soft marshmallow that he hid beneath the skin.
Haruhi loved all her boys, but could she return Kyoya's feelings? "What I'm trying to say is, Haruhi I like you." What should she do? What could she do? Who could she go to? Then she realised. The one person who thought everything through, who could see all the possiblities of a sitation. Mori.
She had felt their eyes on her as she whispered in Mori's ear that afternoon and it made her blush slightly, they were all staring. When she was done he looked done at her and smiled then he nodded and walked away. Haruhi grinned Happily, and the twins appeared by her side.
"Haruhi? What was that about?" That was Kaoru, gently curious, while his brother seemed a little mad for some reason before butting in with a loud voice.
"What's going on between you and Mori? I want to know." He'd been getting like this recently, and she didn't understand why. He always wanted explanation for everything she did, especially if it involved another boy, other than himself or his brother. She turned to Hikaru first.
"I'm not talking to you until you can talk to me in a decent tone." She then turned her back on him and spoke with Kaoru.
"I just need to talk to Mori about something I found out the other day, it's nothing to worry about, I'm sorry if I concerned you ok?" Kaoru grinned and ruffled her hair.
"So long as you're ok, then it's fine." He replied, he glanced at his brother who was standing behind Haruhi, looking dumbstruck and trying to form words. "You look like a fish." Haruhi looked over her shoulder and laughed softly, smiling. Suddenly Hikaru's mouth snapped shut and he turned an amazing shade of red before grinning like his usual playful self and grabbing Haruhi's hands and spinning her around.
"I apologize profusely for my behaviour dear maiden, please forgive me!"At his last few words he sank to his knees in front of her and kissed her hand. Unfortunately at this moment Tamaki decided to make an appearance and, to no-ones surprise, it was his turn to imitate a fish.
He soon recovered however, quite rapidly, as Haruhi pressed her lips to Hikaru's forehead and said to him quietly. "You're forgiven, for now." As soon as Tamaki reached her Haruhi waved him off and left the Third Music room. It was Friday and she had to go shopping for food and some new underwear.
Haruhi decided to get the panties out of the way first because then she could sort out what she could afford to buy for the next weeks meals. She decidd to go into a new store that had recently opened, on her way through town she had overheard two girls discussing how well priced everything was. It was called Kyo's Project, which struck her as an odd name for a clothing store.
As she went inside, she was momentarily awed the clothes were marvelous, and the prices were amazing, she should bring her father here, he'd love it, and he could afford it, more importantly. She walked through the store, trying to find the underwear section. Success! She hurried over to her destination and started looking through, trying to find a few pairs that she thought would be suitable, and wouldn't fall apart. Eventually she found a few styles she liked and got two pairs of each in different colors. She turned to go over to one of the check-outs an bumped into someone on the way, so panties in hand she turned to apologize, and came face to face with none other than Kyoya.
For a moment they stared at each other in shock, then Kyoya began to blush and dropped his head.TRying to think of something to talk about, other than his feeling, he spotted the underwear in Haruhi's hands.
"Ah, I see you like the underwear that we stock." He said, bringing his head up and attempting his 'Shadow King' manner.
"We.. stock?" She looked at him in confusion and he blushed a little more. If only she didn't look so damn cute!
"Ah, yes. This.. this is my store. I er, felt the need to escape my father's business, so, along with the twins, I created this. My project." He blushed faintly, and hoped she wouldn't figure out that the reason he had chosen such a market was with her in mind. She looked up at him for a moment, thinking.
"Then I'm going to call you Kyo-san.. Is that ok?" His eyes widened slightly, then he smiled.
"That would be fine Haruhi-kun." He looked her over for a moment. "One thing though. No, two. Those," he said, pointing at her hands, which held the underwea she had chosen. "Are free, as well as any other clothes you like." He smiled briefly as she stuttered, trying to refuse. "If you don't accept, then I'll ad a third to your debt Haruhi-kun." She shut up rather quickly then, but not for long.
"That's blackmail Kyo-san. You should be ashamed." He look at her in shock for a moment before she laughed softly and his brow creased. "Then again, what else am I to expect of the Shadow King?" As they laughed together Kyoya couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, this would be enough. Her friendship, her laughter.
The weekend passed uneventfully enough. Kyoya was busy sorting finishing touches on orders, and stocks, although Haruhi was never far from his thoughts. Haruhi herself, had an average weekend, cooking tea for her father and doing the housework and her homework. It was cooking tea where she incurred the burn that now adorned her finger and created the current ruckus, along with Tamaki's need for attention of course.
"Haruhi!! Does it hurt? Do you need anything? Mummy!! Make it better!" Kyoya just kept typing, blatantly ignoring the blonde. He wasn't actually ignoring him, but keeping up appearances was good right? In actual fact, although his fingers were typing Kyoya's full attention was on Haruhi, and keeping himself firmly in his seat, not jumping out of it and removing her from the twins, and Tamaki's clutches. Haruhi could do that on her own.. Kind of. It was tradition I suppose, after all it was how Mori discovered Haruhi's actual sex at the time.
"Mori-sempai!! Help!!" She cried, looking over at him with begging eyes. Of course, on cue, Mori lifted her from their grasping hands and settled her at Hani's table. Hani then pushed a plate of ootoro across the table, it was there especially for her. Fighting back the jealous demon inside himself, Kyoya bowed his head and blushed faintly. Friendship would not suffice. He looked at his laptop for the first time and his eyes widened in shock. He quickly deleted the document and tried not to blush more ferociously than before. He had written a page for each of the other host club members on why exactly he would be better for Haruhi than them. He sighed and closed his laptop gently, with a soft click. Suddenly the other Host club member's heads all swiveled as one, to look at him. He looked up and saw they all had expressions of surprise, even Mori, who was usually expressionless.
"Do I have something on my face?" Heask, creasing his brow. Haruhi was the one to reply.
"Kyo-san, you never close your laptop unless it's time to go home..." Oh... He swallowed then smiled softly.
"I just have nothing left to do today." This caused him to receive even odder stares than before.
"Kyo-san.. Is something wrong?" Haruhi asked softly, she had moved over to talk to him, and this time the other Host club members noticed the use of his new nickname. As they sent puzzled looks at each other Kyoya spoke, requesting to speak to Haruhi for a moment.
"Alone." He said firmly, glaring over Haruhi's shoulder at the rest of the Host club who had moved to follow. As they left the rest of the Host club pressed their ears against the door, in futile attempt to listen in to the conversation. As a result they heard nothing but receding footsteps. When they could hear no more they moved, as one, to open the door only to find Mori of all people blocking their attempts.
"Kyoya... Sad.. Telling Haruhi-kun secret. No listening in." In silence the rest of the Host club moved, uncomplaining to their seats, amazed to hear Mori say so much and in turn understanding that it must be important.
Thank you for reading my first Ouran Fanfiction. Sorry if I got anything wrong, but please be aware I've only read the first three manga and seen the first to episodes. Forgive me! Review please!! I'd like to know youre opinions and I might update a little quicker if I know there are people that want the next chapter:D
Belladonna