AN: Hi guys! It's my first time here and...I'm a very big fan of kyouharu! There might be some twist at the beginning but it is better!. So, let's start! (v)v

Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC and its characters...this applies to other following chappies.

thinking

"talking"

The Meeting

Kyoya is very pissed. His idiot friend woke him up at 2:00 a.m sharp and then invited him in a very weird and extravagant place for a very important meeting ( which he believed, is another stupid action) and now...he's passing through a very weird route. It is a forest. A forest no one dared to cut or destroy since the rumors said it is 'supernatural' and therefore cannot be destroyed but Kyoya never believed in such things. It's very ridiculous. Speaking of supernatural, some of the history books said about vampires and their extinction and such. He can't bring himself to believe it and he is also planning to cast out the fool who made it, bringing people to believe such childish fantasy is something not funny to play with and write through the history but unfortunately, there's no name in it that can be picked up as a trace about the fool. What's more, he found his dad reading it.

Kyoya massaged his temples. He'll really strangle his friend if he does this again.

That's enough. No more ridiculous thoughts.

That's when he noticed the car seemed to accelerate faster. He looked to the driver and found him asleep making his body relax and press harder on the pedal. He's blood boiled but before he can give the driver a piece of his mind, the car ran through a very big tree followed by a large crash.

Inside an underground castle, something twitched.

Blood...I can smell blood...it's familiar...

There in the middle of a very old concrete room is a coffin. It twitched and shook until it cracked and someone sat up.

There sat a very beautiful lady crowned with long straight locks of soft brown hair. She soon opened her eyes and revealed two adorable and lovely hazel orbs. Her porcelain skin glowed through the night. She is wearing a black victorian dress. Soon, the adorable hazel eyes received a tinge of wine. She then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Kyoya felt his body hot. It is very painful. It felt like separating your body limb by limb, and severing your body from your head...he winced at the thought. He wants to blame someone for this. Maybe Tamaki? No...he can be the idiot that invites him to some weird place but he's never aware that this can happen. Soon, he blamed the driver. If the driver lives and he dies, he'll haunt him. It may sound childish, but Kyoya, in his state, doesn't care.

Soon, he heard a rustle in the bushes. His hope shot straight up. Help is coming.

He waited for it to reveal itself but after a long time, he just concluded it's some animal wandering around.

Well, after a long time, he even wondered why he isn't dead yet. According to his mind, he should have died 2 minutes or lesser after the crash but he started to also think that being in this accident ruins the mind and therefore, what's going on inside it.

Then, he heard a very smooth, deep and feminine voice call him with a familiar name, breaking his thoughts in the process.

"Kyoru?" The voice sound uncertain but he didn't care anymore when he felt relieved and let his world be surrounded by the darkness.

Haruhi is very uncertain. What is he doing? Lying on the fire like that is something undecent that Kyoru wouldn't dare do. She forgot about her blood lust when she saw her love lying there like a helpless sheep.

"Kyoru?"

The body twitched but soon relaxed. He passed out.

Haruhi approached the body. Kyoru is still the same. Lean body, Jet black hair and everything she loved about him seems to be still there but that view changed when she got another sniff of blood. She immediately lifted him and raced back in the underground castle. Now she understands why he's lying there. He's severely wounded. Even though the last memory she remembers angered her because he made her drink a bitter kind of wine, she still loved him so. He laid him somewhere comfortable and looked for herbs. When she found the needed herbs, she hurriedly but accurately treated his wounds.

When everything is done...the blood lust came back.

Darn it...not now

She unconciously reached his hand. Neared her lips on his wrist and licked. Her rational mind is trying to stop her but she can't help it. It has been a long time since her last intake of blood and the knowledge that Kyoru...her beloved Kyoru is there...with him vulnerable like that while missing him so badly...she just can't stop.

Then her eyes widened.

she unconsciously bit his wrist. There flowed a very exquisite blood. Cool and comforting with a tinge of mint. In other words...refreshing. Many kinds of details flowed inside her mind. How he lived, how things work and more. She never tasted Kyoru's blood before. She just obtained some little sniff when he was injured but something's wrong. This blood missed the scent of warmness. This one is cold but since she had just awoken and her senses are blurry, she swears that she sniffed the blood of Kyoru! Doubt seemed to overpower when she saw his origin. The thought that this person is not Kyoru stopped her and sheathed her fangs. Her eyes darkened.

But they look the same. Same scent. Same aura...but probably doesn't have the same scent of the blood she is badly craving for. This is not Kyoru but there's a nagging feeling that she shouldn't just sit and watch so, she worked another set of herbs while feeling guilty but soon replaced with irritation. She knew the consequences of drinking blood without one's consent.

How fortunate she really is...

Kyoya woke up with a very queasy feeling. He felt his back cold and...hard. He looked around the place. It's very dark. He is starting to think that he died, sending him to the netherworld and to never see the light again but that theory broke into pieces after hearing a familiar voice.

"You're awake I see. You're not dead yet and I apologize for making you uncomfortable in this place but I wanted to know what you feel," a smooth tone said. It may sound nonchalant but he detected a tinge of concern lacing it.

he opened his mouth to speak.

"I'm fine but can I please inquire where I am?" He asked smoothly.

"Mmm...you're...in my place sir-?" the voice trailed off, with a tone desperate to know who he really is and seemed to be...confirming something.

"Kyoya, Kyoya Ootori...and you are?" He smirked slighty. He felt her tense up when she neared him, lamp in hand. Though it lights a small amount of space, it reached her eyes and his smirk turned to a frown. He misread her reaction. Why is she looking at him with a melancholic and sad expression? She is looking at him as if she is making him recognize her but then, her guard turned up and bowed.

"Starting today, you'll be my master,"

He gave her a questioning look but she didn't answer. She is busy looking at him and she is having a very deep thought.

To think that this man has the same family name with the man she loved and to also think that their names are almost the same, she wanted to laugh. A very bitter laugh. Now she understood what the bitter wine did. It made her sleep for a very long time. She even found out that this man is her love's great-great-great-great and-so-on child after drinking his blood. She wanted to know what time it is now so she inquired.

" What year is it now, master?" She asked while pulling down her worries. She's very confused why she missed this knowledge whike drinking his blood. She just shrugged it off, not liking confusion.

He gave her an odd look then twisted his head to the side so that his glasses can glint a glare. She felt like he's going to strike a deal-

"Let's have a deal then, I'll answer as many questions as you want and you'll answer mine too,"

and then it proved to be right.

"So? What year is it?"

"2013,"

Haruhi's eyes widened. She slept for about...475 years..her eyes darkened. What's the purpose of making her sleep that even though she wakes up, she'll see a complete copy of Kyoru in front of her, well except for the glasses but she can't help it. They looked like twins. She smiled bitterly.

"Why are you calling me your master?" the man who called himself Kyoya asked her with an unreadable look and a very calculating and cold voice.

Haruhi tensed. This man is very cold. He looked like Kyoru and she never heard him use that tone especially to her.

and again, he's not him...cut it out Haruhi!

"Hmmm, you seemed to tense up too much, mind to tell me?" He broke the silence using a calculative voice.

"It's a long story...let's just say, I have a very sad past..," she replied with a very deep, sorrowful tone. With your family... She continued in her thoughts, not realizing what expression she makes.

He seemed to be unsatisfied with the answer just by looking at his expression.

"So, master, I think we can discuss this when you're comfortable. I..well...can you please tell me the way to your home? I'll glady send you back," she stated in a monotonious voice, trying to keep her knowledge about his home after she drank his blood so he won't be suspicious. The last thing she wanted in her list is some other question that may hook her off and stumble things up and slip off some words that shouldn't be said.

He gave her a calculating look as if he didn't trust her but she's confident that he'll comply. She just saved his life after all. Well, not really intentional..more like...accused him as someone really special to her...

"The Ootori mansion, it is in about 3 kilometers away or so...anyway, you still didn't answer me when I asked about your name which is really rude, knowing that I'm your new master, as you have been stating before. I don't expect that your name would be 'starting today you'll be my master' anyway," He stated matter-of-factly.

"Haruhi, Selene Haruhi Weisstoscene Fujioka. I expect that my master will never tell anyone my complete name so please always use Haruhi Fujioka in calling me," She stated.

He started to open his mouth to speak but before he could speak, Haruhi carried him and headed out. She ran in about 3 kilometers away, towards the direction where his scent seemed to strengthen. When she arrived, she circled the mansion, memorizing the details. Then soon enough, found a route directing to a room where his scent is screeching.

She's completely unaware about the poor young man who's carried like a sack of potatoes and who is also wearing a very weird look on his face.

CUT!

Now that's it... Well, those made up names can be weird but I liked how it is pronounced (Weisstoscene = waystosin , you can pronounce it as wistosin if you want or some other pronounciation that suits your taste. These two names are added knowing that Haruhi has been born from a long way back and being born as a (other than a vamp)...well that's a spoiler if I continue) Feel free to voice your thoughts! ^^