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What if
"You wouldn't do this, you have nothing to merit," was all that came out of Fujoika Haruhi's mouth as she lay under Ohtori Kyoya. Instead of laughing and getting off, he felt the urge to prove her wrong. His face leaned down lower and he captured her lips in his own.
Haruhi felt startled at first, but the effects of the kiss was draining all of her common sense. She felt relaxed and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. They heard a knock on the door.
Haruhi let go of Kyoya's neck and Kyoya pulled away. The door opened to show Tamaki, "Do you have any lotion, these…" He stood there and gapped at the scene before him. Haruhi lay on the bed, holding Kyoya's hand who was standing next to her.
"Wha… mother! How could you?" blasted Tamaki. "How could I what? She stumbled and I tried to catch her." Kyoya explained it so simply that Tamaki just had to believe him. "Oh," said Tamaki, "daughter's clumsy is she?"
"Yes," said Haruhi standing up and letting go of Kyoya's hand rather reluctantly. "Don't worry," Tamaki said cheerfully, "my lips are sealed." Kyoya handed Tamaki the lotion and Tamaki walked out with Haruhi following him (he made sure she did).
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