Summary: Kyouya needs some help and the only one who can give a helping hand is Haruhi. But, he got a lot more than he bargained for.
Chapter 1: Inception
"Your assigned room is VIP room number 316. It's the last room at the West Wing of the 7th floor. He's a very important client so please do your best to please him." The manager of a famous first-class hotel in Miyazaki-ken personally approached Fujioka Haruhi just to reassure his clients' satisfaction. Even for a starter, he was impressed of her unusual background so it became easy for him to trust the girl.
She bows down acknowledging respect for the man; saying her words before leaving, "Yes, I'll do my best to reassure the hotel's reputation."
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It was already a year after graduating in Ouran. And it's already been a month since she lost her communication with the Host Club. Studying for the Bar Examination during the day and doing her part-time job at night makes her too busy to call a member of the Host Club. Besides, she sees no point in interfering their lives just to say hello.
'Good God! I think being a lawyer would be much easier than to clean a room like this. It's more like a dumping site than a VIP room." Her reaction with no ill intentions after seeing the room she was assigned to.
It seems that the VIP client still hasn't fixed his things. His traveling bag was widely open and his clothes were scattered on the bed. Papers were all over the floor and even receipt from expensive restaurants could be seen.
After deeply sighing, she started picking up all the papers and organized it in a folder. She threw all the receipts and cleaned the bed next.
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" If not Lady Éclair Tonnerre then, who?"
" I'm sorry, Father. But this id the one thing I can't allow to happen."
"It's the only way to save it. You know very well about that."
" I'm really sorry, Otousan. I'll call again if I already have a better proposal to make."
He turned his cellphone off and adjusted his eyeglasses. " If I can't find a better way then, I just have to look for a better girl."
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" Fujioka!"
"Yes?"
" Here's the dinner for your guest."
" Ah. Thank you."
"And one more thing, Fujioka."
"Yes?"
"(Whispers) I heard the guy occupying room 316 is quite handsome and rich. You should be careful. Rich people are more of a beast than poor people. He might be attracted to you and…lock you in his room and…and harass you! Oh, what a horrible thing. Please be careful, Fujioka.
" You horribly remind me of someone, Chef."
" Really? Should I be honored then?"
" Maybe not. He's a stupid kind of person. 'Til later then, Chef."
She turned back having a smile on her face. It always makes her happy everytime she remembers about a bunch of stupid guys ruled by a stupid king. Well, Ootori Kyouya is an exception, though.
My notes: Please!!!!! This is my first-ever fanfic. Reviews. Criticisms. Comments. Suggestions. I appreciate those things very much. Mata nee!