Hey there! Im Steffani Dark, of Dark_and_Strife!

This fanfic is: Kyouya x OC; Nekozawa x OC; and a little OC x Haruhi, but it won't end that way ;)

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Kyouya took a deep breath. "Not again…" he thought to himself, closing his eyes for a long moment before putting his hand to the large heavy door ahead of him. Leaning into it, he pushed it open, walking into the brightly lit room, his father sitting at a table on the far side, by a large window. The room was brightly lit, the window nearly pitch black, only light by a few strokes of brilliant flashes, a storm outside, thundering loudly. Kyouya let his mind wander to Haruhi, thinking of her in this storm, silently wishing her the best. The shadow king dragged himself out of this own thoughts, taking a moment to look to his father, who was gazing out the window, hearing him come in but not acknowledging him just yet. Then the raven haired boy blinked slowly, letting his eyes go to the window as well. He hated this… for these few moments he had his father's thoughts, his attention, but only to his benefit… Mr. Ootori slowly glanced to his son before standing. "Ah.. Kyouya, may I introduce you to Mr. Strife?" he gestured to the well dressed man who sat on the other side of the table than him. The man was on the pale side, with light orangish red hair, freckled sprinkled over the bridge of his nose and on his cheeks very faintly. He also stood quickly, bowing politely to Kyouya, who returned the gesture. His father smiling the dark faux smile he had come to be known for, "This is Ariel's father, as you should already know." Kyouya nodded, his hands at his sides, seeming serene about all of this, "Of course father." He replied softly. Mr. Ootori smiled before sitting back down, the other man looking to the window for a long pause before returning to his seat as well. Kyouya's father looked to him, waving him over "We've been talking. Miss Strife, Miss Dark, and Mr. Tymes are starting their year at Ouran Academy tomorrow… I'm sure you will be there to make them feel welcome…?" Kyouya walked over and nodded, "Of course, it would be my pleasure." He bowed slightly as it looked like his father would dismiss him, which he did, giving his son a serious, if not slightly intimidating look, "This is important to us Kyouya… Mr. Strife wants to make me an offer for a merger if his family enjoys living here in Japan… instead of buying us out, and returning to The United States." Kyouya swallowed, nervous for once… His father really knew how to get to him, 'Us' instead of 'Me'. With that stirring in his mind he nodded politely and left.

The next day Kyouya came to school early, he didn't want to bother getting everyone all stirred up over this… He knew Tamaki would overreact… And he would probably, as always volunteer everyone to go do something wasteful, like try to help him. He sighed standing outside of the Music room doors. His plan was simple, all he had to do was entertain those three new students, take them places, help them make friends…

He analyzed the situation: Ariel Strife was Mr. Strife's daughter, and Mr. Strife would make a merger with his own father if his family wanted to stay in Japan. If not, Mr. Strife would take over his father's company, buy them out, and move back to the states, since he didn't have the tools to run a company overseas… Steffani Dark was Mr. Dark's daughter. Mr. Dark was rumored to work… in the shadier side of business. From what he had heard of Mr. Dark he didn't like him very much, the man having many lawsuits against him, a number of them involving the coordination of a well known mafia group. Mr. Dark and Mr. Strife worked together over the years, Strife, with the aid of Dark, soon became one of the worlds most successful business tycoons. And lastly… Aaron Tymes… Kyouya sighed. He had met Aaron once before. He was flirting with some girl at the airport where Kyouya came with his father to greet them all.

The shadow king rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger, pushing his glasses up. This was going to be difficult… "They don't have to know… I'll just tell them my father wants to take me for business reasons…" he spoke quietly to himself.

"That seems a bit cruel Sempai…" Haruhi blinked, standing right behind him with a brown paper bag full of cans of instant coffee. The two of them standing there for a long moment before Kyouya turned to make eye contact with her. Haruhi paused before smiling softly to him, side stepping and going into the music room, leaving Kyouya standing there, still a bit stunned. Haruhi soon stepping out, looking to him, "I know you're motives may seem kind Kyouya-sempai… but it's a waste of effort… Tamaki-sempai already knows, he heard from his father. He's outside of your classroom, pacing." And with the small smirk she left him, wondering what to do. Oh well. Maybe the best thing now was to just tell him honestly, since he did already know…