I don't own Ouran, if i ever did, Hatori Bisco would be my Momma. -o-

Enjoy~ -thumbs up-

Kyouya Ootori, a high school Ouran student, an excellent one so to say. He might look plain with his dull glasses and pure black hair. Having a pale skin tone and a slender, thin body makes him look like a nerd. But never say it in front of him, nor ever speak a word about him, if you don't want to be humiliated and petrified for the rest of your life. Whoever you are, or whatever you are, he can bring you down to hell.

As Tamaki Souh would say, he's the devil himself. Who could ever think that demon could worry himself over this pure idiotic friend of his?

The Ootori family is a strict and highly powerful family. very famous in the field of medicine, also in business. They have a tight bond with the Souh's, or at least they make it stay that way. As the third son, Kyouya maintained himself in the shadows of his brothers. Same time being in the top, widely known in the school he's in, wasn't enough to please his father, though he cannot make himself stand out over them.

He has so much more in him, so many things he wanted to let the world know. If he could only try harder- to smile. even If it was only for beneficial things. And Tamaki, made him realize that.

He would smile and be sweet with the girls at Ouran, 'cause he can benefit from it. Though you can clearly see how cold he is to the things he can't get anything from. He can even turn from his own group and keep all the credit to himself. But no one ever dared to challenge the great Kyouya now is there?

He never wanted to, no. He never wanted to understand the world his friends linger on. He's a parasite. He takes and never gives, he never wanted to make sacrifices, even if it was a small price to pay.

So tell me, why is the demonic Kyouya Ootori, surprisingly not holding on his notebook, and is left on the table, is now standing in front of a certain Fujioka, alone in the Third Music Room?

"Kyouya-sempai? Is there something wrong?"

He takes.

He gives.

And he found something more than just benefits.

|Author's•POV|

It was a fine Tuesday afternoon, everything was at peace at the third music room. The hosts we're nowhere in sight, as well as the guests. The half of the room was in the shade of black, while the other was tint in the shade of white from the window. Yes, no one was in sight, well at least, from the lit part of the room.

A certain Ootori was in the dark corner, typing onto his laptop that concerns the club. He was in the dark, and only a little bit of light that came from the window had sneaked in. He was wearing a very awful frown on his face. If there were a person who would see him in that state, I don't think he or she shall survive the frightening experience. He was worn out from all the work and studies.

'Damn. We lost a set of cups today thanks to the twins, some guests got hurt and I have to send them some apology banquets, also, there's Tamaki's big and expensive Egyptian event, the costumes and the set of foods needs to be organized as well..Do I really have to do everything by myself?' He sighed after thinking it all through; he rested hIs back on the couch, about to take his gla-

Wait... Where are his glasses? He didn't have it on? Since when?

He sighed, and stood up. Looking around the room, it wasn't much of a problem for him to view. But it is a problem when it comes to reading and detailed sights. He walked around the room, making sure he wouldn't stumble on the chairs and tables. Until he gets to the dark side, couldn't visualize most of it. 'Oh dear god, why now?' He brushed his bangs out of his eyes, not in a flirty way as the twins would always do in front of Haruhi, more elegant and slow. Heh, that's Kyouya for you.

He went back to the bright part of the room, he didn't bother to explore the dark since he wouldn't see anything there anyway. He stopped to think, rationalize. 'I had it when I went here, so it must be just around here somewhere..'

Then he heard a loud thump.

"Oh uhm..H-hello?" A gentle voice was heard, letting the door make a loud, annoying creaking sound.

He knew who it was, yet he decided to stand there and wait for the person to approach him. As the mystery person (well at least to us) walked towards the room, going to the bright side of the room, Kyouya saw a male ouran uniform, but it wasn't a male who was wearing it, it was a girl with a black hair, and big brown eyes. The suit quite fitted for her, you would really think that she is a boy. But who can fool the Great Kyouya?

"The Host Club is currently closed for now, there are no meetings held, so what brings you here.." She got startled by Kyouya's cold and stern voice. "..Fujioka?" He fixed his eyes on the girl.

"A-ah.. Kyouya-senpai.. I-i didn't know you were here.." She fiddled with her fingers, blushing slightly, she tried to not look at his gaze.

The shadow king raised an eyebrow. "Well, I have to arrange some plans out for the club, as always.." He mutters the last two words with frustration.

Haruhi blinks. As soon as he looks at her senpai, she saw no mirrors that would mirror her own reflection. "A-ah, S-senpai, you're not wearing glasses.."

"It appears quite so." He nodded, not quite used without something heavy on his nose. He wouldn't want Haruhi to trouble with it, but.. "It seems that my glasses we're missing and-"

"Eh? You lost your glasses?" Haruhi, dense as she was, made a very oblivious shocked expression.

He sighed, felt a little insulted in her reaction. "I prefer the term misplaced." Either way he still couldn't find his glasses.

Haruhi giggled quite pleasing to his eyes. "W-what's so funny" Oh boy, the Great Kyouya stuttered.

"I-it's just that...isn't that your glasses?" She smiled ever so cutely, pointing at right side of his chest. He touched his chest, not bothering to look, he felt something hard, cold and thin.

Yep, it was his glasses.

'Shit.' First time ever Kyouya was screwed.

Yes, he was humiliated, his pride hurting, and if an ordinary person would have experience this kind of thing..well, they'd be screwed. His face wouldn't show any kind of frustration or flustered. But way deep down, he was pissed at the Fujioka, how dare would a commoner embarrass an Ootori like him?

Revenge. He wants revenge.

He came to notice the pleasant face Haruhi has, whom is not aware of the shadow lord's avenging aura. She was enjoying herself too much, her cheeks having the slight shade of pink. Kyouya's temper began to lose, yet he still wanted revenge. He took three steps, staring at the girl.

"K-kyouya-senpai? I-is something wrong?" Finally having the control of her breath, she looked up to the boy, who was bending down at her. He let out a little smirk.

He kissed her.

The Shadow Lord kissed a mere commoner.

The caterpillar kissed Alice.

Kyouya Ootori kissed Haruhi Fujioka.

Mommy kissed his daughter.

Haruhi was stunned, not knowing what to do next, getting kissed ever so passionately by the one and only fierce Ootori. Her mind was blank all over. But there was something on the back of his mind telling her to kiss back, and she did so. Kyouya was quite grateful.

When they finally parted, just then Haruhi began to blush as red as a tomato. Kyouya, smiling, clearly was pointing who was the 'winner'.

"Next time, do inform me if you want to challenge me again." He said as he put back his glasses, "I'd be gladly to play with you Fujioka."

He exited, leaving a flustered Haruhi in the music room.

"Sly, Kyouya-senpai. Just, sly." A certain red head voiced out as soon as Kyouya went out of the room. The male was trying too hard to hold back his wide grin for his satisfaction to what he had just noticed; he can only let out the biggest smile he could make.

"You know, I might have to give you a punishment for eavesdropping, Kaoru." He was sitting, resting his back on the wall next to the youngest Hitachiin.

"Maybe I would like that." Kaoru chuckled at the flustered Kyouya, he was more red than the girl. Oh, the pleasure. Of all the members of the Host Club, Kaoru was always involved in Kyouya's little secrets. I guess, even the shadow king gets a little lonely sometimes.

"Try to make it grander next time Senpai." Their devilish witness remark leaving the hall, resulting to a smirking Kyouya.

"I bet Haruhi still didn't get the message."

Yeep. It was horrible.

One-shot or Multiple Chapter?

But the main question is..

Is it KxK or KxH? Leading to KxHxK?
-devilish smirk-

And yeah, I have a twisted mind for these kind of things..