It was about five minutes before we wrapped up the meeting to get the club started, when the doors to the Music room were bursted open.

That was the first time I saw him.

He walked in two steps before falling onto his knees and the baby's wails echoed through the room.

The bottle rolled down and landed next to Tamaki senpai's feet.

He said it in an indifferent tone and his wavy sunbleached hair fell over his eyes. His voice was hoarse but firm. It was the type of voice that no one could forget and I found myself recognizing his voice no matter where I was.

Kyoya opened a black folder. "Souhei Andou, what a surprise to see you here."

"Does he not come often?" I asked.

"He doesn't come to school often, he is what you call a delinquent."

The baby was wailing, and hung on his chest on a strap on carrier.

"Kyoya Ootori."

"Hm?"

Andou stood up and picked up the bottle. "Shut the hell up." He stuffed the bottle into the baby's mouth, and about five seconds later, the baby was sound asleep.

"I came here to ask you something." He said this in a nonchalant tone, and you could not tell what he was thinking.

"I need you to help me look for someone."

Kyoya let out a sigh. "Im not very interested in assisting the likes of you, but I would like to hear your reasons."

"I want to get rid of this brat so help me find the mom."

Okay, so this guy, Souhei Andou, I had no idea who he was before this day, but his appearance seemed to tell everything. The natural bags under his eyes, the Hollywood worthy mole under his right eye, the gage piercing on his left ear, and it was at last his dyed blonde hair. You could see the black roots in his blonde hair and he didn't seem to care, you could easily mistake him for one of those stylish boys in my neighborhood. However, according to Kyoya he was a delinquent.

The thing about this is that this guy was holding a baby, and he just waltzed in here asking Kyoya to help him find this baby's mother.

He was kind of cute, the baby, he looked like a miniature version of him, but with his original hair.

"What's his name?" I ask, petting the baby's hair.

"The hell should I know?"

He doesn't know the baby's name. Did he just randomly pick him up?

"Souhei Andou, follow me, we will discuss this further. Haruhi please bring some tea, and put up a sign that the Club will be further delayed."

Kyoya seemed like he knew Andou. Then again Kyouya seems to know everybody without even leaving his room, but to me is that it seemed they knew eachother personally. They talked to eachother in honorifics, but Kyouya talked in a comfortable tone, because Kyouya uses honorifics all the time.

I followed behind the, and set the tea down.

"Where did you pick up this baby?"

"I didn't find him, I woke up and found him on my bed." Andou took out a piece of notebook paper.

"here."

Kyoya read the paper quickly. "Who is this girl?"

"I don't know. Maria, Elli, Kyoko? Don't remember."

He doesn't seem to remember anything.

"Perhaps if you came to school often, you'd be able to recognize which girl gave birth to your son."

I almost tripped on my foot. His son? At 17? Even rich people do reckless things.

"How do I even know if it's mine? Just find this chick and give it back to her already." He said. His eyebrows were so perfectly shaped, he made a face that made his eyes furrow and it was like watching a doll move it's eyebrows. I found his eyes meeting mine, and he looked away nonchalantly, as if our eyes encountering had no affect on the plot. I mentally bonked myself in the head for staring at him.

Kyoya chuckled. "Perhaps you realize that I'm not a Professional investigator and I have a 98% chance of not assisting you."

"How much you want? Five mil'?"

"Money is not something I need."

Kyoya looked at me a moment and then focused back on Andou.

"Payment will not be an investment, but maybe business."Kyoya said. "Let's see, I'll help you find her on one condition."

"What?"

"You join the host club."

"This Male Prostitute ring? Hell no. "

I see now. He's forcing Andou to join the host club so that he boosts the club's income, and an addition the club would achieve that. In exchange to that, Andou finds his son's mother.

"You forget that your family is in a crisis, and by the push of a button I can put you in jail for neglecting your own son. That would be bad for your father's reputation correct? Or perhaps he is unaware that you brought him a grandson."

"I don't give a shit what that Old Ballsack says. It's not even mine anyway. Its his own damn fault for being a damn CEO."

"Alright then, you have a night to think about it. That is if you want to prove this isn't your son."

Andou Souhei.

His name ran through my mind that night. I wanted to know more about him, and although I didn't want to pry, I wanted to find out what happened next in his situation.

And I kind of wanted to see that baby again. He was very cute.

Hey. Sorry for the short first chapter. I wrote this back in 9th grade, and I never finished it. I decided to revive it and post it. And for those of you who were waiting for an update on my other fanfics I apologize in advance. I will continue to write more.

Thanks for reading. C: