Chapter 1

HIIIIIII. I'm gypsyspirit007 and I'll be your guide this evening.

This fic is based on three of Rihanna's songs which I have listened to and have had this bunny rabbit of a story jumping in Mr. Brain.

I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB OR RIHANNA! Just a laptop and a Rihanna CD.

WARNING: This is a depressing fic in which Haruhi is abused by Kyouya. It has assault, forced miss-carriage, and fires and violence. If you can't handle it, then please don't read. I'm not in the mood to be cussed out because some parent let their kid read this and now they have nightmares.

Any-Whose- it…ON WITH THE SHOW!

'It's just sex.' At least that's what Haruhi Fujioka kept telling herself when this all started…

'When this all started…'

Haruhi looked down at the photograph she had in her hand. Slightly torn and wrinkled from her constant looking. The photograph was four years old. It had been taken in the spring at the end of her freshmen year; at a party hosted for Mori and Hunny for their graduation.

It was a picture of the Host Club. The last one to ever be taken with all of them together. All smiles and hopes. She was frowning in the picture. Not because of anything the twins did, but because of the decision she had to make, the same decisions that got her to this moment.

She sighed at the memories….

It had been a very formal event (surprise, surprise) and so everyone who usually had business with the Host Club, as well as close family and friends, were dressed to the nines and were more or less proving exactly how rich, or in some cases (Kyouya) how influential they were.

Haruhi sighed as she watched everything progress around her. Ever since Éclair came to the school and started spending time with Tamaki Haruhi has been feeling increasingly more and more alone. Sure people were around her, (she did live in a city) but she felt out of place. Especially now.

Grabbing a glass of champagne she walked to a far table in a corner, politely shrugging off the fan-girls as she made her way. When she made it to the table she sat down and downed her glass quickly. She felt a slight tingle from the champagne and decided she liked it. It made her feelings and thoughts that much more blurry.

For the past two weeks since Éclair had arrived Haruhi finally came to terms with her feelings, starting with she is jealous of Éclair and in love with THE Tamaki Suoh. The same Tamaki that had smothered her and annoyed her to no end. Now Haruhi was craving those seemingly innocent hugs.

She sighed as she felt the effects of the champagne start to slip. She was about to go grab another champagne glass when a hand with a flute of champagne appeared before her. "You need to slow down on this stuff. The last thing we need is you drunk and scaring the guests with your commoner ways."

Haruhi scoffed and mumbled, 'damn rich bastard.' She angrily snatched the flute and sipped at it.

Kyouya Otoori sat down next to her and looked to where her eyes were focused. "Why do you let them bother you?" He looked away from Tamaki and Éclair dancing and laughing, and focused back on Haruhi.

Haruhi looked away from Tamaki and finished off her fifth glass of champagne and grabbed a sixth one from a waiter walking around their table.

She looked over the rim of her glass and pretended to be more interested in the contents of her glass more than the contents of the ball room floor. "I don't."

Kyouya scoffed. "Sure you don't. You just drink alcohol excessively for fun."

Haruhi glared at him. "Why don't you just go piss off? I don't wanna deal with you. And I just want to be left alone."

Kyouya fixed Haruhi with an icy glare. "I had a reason for coming over here. Care to find out?"

She didn't respond. Instead she just downed her sixth glass and pointedly looked straight ahead.

Kyouya took it as a green light and got into his business mode. He leaned in close and breathed into her ear, reveling in the fact that when he did this she shivered a little. He whispered, "I know how you feel for Tamaki. I know how you look at Tamaki and Éclair when you think no one is watching. How your eyes glow with envy when he takes her hand and bows low, kissing it. I see how you come to school day after day losing sleep and how you probably haven't eaten anything in a while. You may conceal your feelings from the world but…I AM the Shadow King for a reason. And I may know a way to help you get some sleep tonight."

She turned to him. "How."

Kyouya silently applauded her for her straight forwardness. She didn't even try to deny her feelings. Maybe she was that desperate to forget. Maybe the alcohol was affecting her judgment. Either way, Kyouya wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. He looked into her eyes. "Sleep with me. Forget about Tamaki and sleep with me. For one night forget about everything and feel alive."

She looked at him with a serious, drunken expression on her face then, slowly, a sly smile spread. With a loud laugh she leaned back in her seat and started to chuckle. She leaned her head back against the chair and shook her head from side to side. "Oh, Kyouya-kun, Kyouya-kun, Kyouya-kun. You want to try that slick move again? We both know you will gain nothing from this." She continued to chuckle but stopped suddenly when she felt something press into her thigh.

Kyouya continued to press his pelvis against her thigh to prove his next point. "Oh trust me Haruhi-CHAN. I have MUCH to gain from this experience."

Haruhi scooted slightly over but was pulled back near him when Kyouya pulled her back into her chair. Kyouya looked around to make sure no one was watching and when he was sure no one was paying attention he started to kiss her neck.

Haruhi 'eeped' and leaned away, suddenly very sober. "K-K-Kyouya-senpai, this isn't a good idea. Maybe I should go get some fresh air." He released her and watched her walk away.

Haruhi walked/ran to the nearest balcony and went outside for the much needed cold night air. Walking to the edge she leaned over the railing and breathed deeply. The alcohol was still messing with her but outside it seemed to lighten the dizzying waves. She looked over and noticed a couple in a passionate embrace. She watched for a minute, contemplating the proposition Kyouya just gave her. 'It won't be THAT bad. Kyouya-sempai is cute, not to mention I won't feel alone…..but Tamaki…has Éclair. So what's stopping me?….It's not right. I love Tamaki too much.'

Haruhi turned away from the couple now getting REALLY passionate and walked back inside. She was about to go find Kyouya and decline his 'offer' when a loud tinkling sounded and an abrupt stop in the talking and music happened.

Everyone turned around at the sound and faced the top of the two winding staircases where Tamaki stood with Lady Éclair on his arm and his father standing next to him with a glass in one hand and a microphone in the other. He waited till it was all quiet then he held out an arm to his son.

"I have an announcement to make! My son, Tamaki Suoh, has just asked Lady Éclair of France to be his wife! And she has said yes! Let us now celebrate their wonderful engagement!" Everyone awed and clapped. A few of the Ouran female students started to cry but that was it.

Haruhi felt her whole body go numb as she watched Tamaki receive claps on the back and handshakes from other men as they congratulated him. He smiled and laughed and kept Lady Éclair with him during it all.

Tamaki was laughing at something someone said when he looked down the stairs to see Haruhi standing there looking shell shocked. He locked eyes with her. Tamaki almost gasped at the tears he saw glistening in her eyes. He was about to run down to her when she turned and ran. He just sighed and forced himself to focus back to the people around him.

Haruhi ran around the main hall. She blindly ran until she ran into a solid body. She looked up. "I'm sorry Mori-sempai, I wasn't paying attention. I'm looking for Kyouya-sempai. Do you know where he is?" Mori didn't say anything, instead he pointed to a group of people behind him that seemed to be borderline drunk and laughing.

She thanked Mori and walked to the group. Pushing past the tuxedo adorned men and evening gowned women she made it to the middle of the group and over to Kyouya. She walked over to his side and tugged at his arm a little.

Kyouya felt someone tug at him and figured it was Haruhi. Excusing himself from the boring conversation he was in the middle of with another gentlemen he grabbed Haruhi's hand and pushed his way out of the group. Walking swiftly around the back of the main hall he looked until he found a guest bathroom and pushed Haruhi into the room. He followed her in and locked the door. Listening to the hallway just outside he waited to make sure no one would go near the bathroom to disturb them.

When he had finally come to the sufficient conclusion that no one would be bothering them he turned and looked at Haruhi. He took in her shaken expression and antsy body language. He cleared his throat and waited for her to make eye contact with him. "I assume you have considered my proposition."

Haruhi looked up at his face. It hadn't been a question. It was a simple statement of a fact they both knew. She knew he knew that she had come to a conclusion. Why else would she have dragged him away from the group in such haste? She knew the answer, and by the look of his smirk he knew also.

Haruhi nodded her head slowly. Kyouya looked at her expectantly. "I have considered your proposal Kyouya-sempai, and I accept."

Kyouya was quiet for a moment. Haruhi could feel her nerve slipping as she waited. 'Why did I agree to this? What was I thinking? I was drunk that's all. Maybe if I tell him right now that I've changed my mind maybe he will forget the whole thing!' She was about to tell him just that when he suddenly clapped his hands together and a smirk crept upon his face.

"Excellent choice Haruhi." He made a move towards her and she instinctively stepped backwards. He took another step and grabbed her chin. She tried to shrink away but he held firm. "Don't worry, I won't deflower you in this bathroom. No. Come to my mansion tonight after the party. I'll call your father and tell him you must sleep over for a club project or something. He'll believe anything I say anyway. I'll have one of my body guards go now and pick you up some suitable evening wear and clothes for tomorrow."

Haruhi was about to protest when he put his finger to her lips. "Shhhh. You've already made a verbal agreement, and since no terms have been discussed on when this should occur I get the right to choose. I choose tonight." Haruhi knew she had lost to the Shadow King and hung her head in submission. Kyouya saw this and sighed. "It's not that bad of an idea, is it? Here. I'll prove to you that even though I am not Tamaki I still have much to offer you physically." With that Kyouya tilted her chin up and kissed her on the lips.

Haruhi was surprised at first but soon she melted into the kiss. Of course this wasn't her first kiss, if you count the kiss Tamaki made her give to that girl during the Christmas ball. Even though it wasn't her first kiss ever, it was her first REAL kiss, and it felt nothing like her first kiss.

Kyouya licked her bottom lip and she sighed. Before she could really get into the kiss though, he stepped back and smirked. "See, told you." He straightened her tie and jacket before straightening his own. When he was done he looked her up and down and noticed that she still looked dazed and had a small blush on her cheeks. He smirked and leaned down to peck her on the cheek. "Meet me outside the front gate at midnight."

With that he opened the door and walked out.

When the door shut Haruhi was shaken out of her reverie. She glanced at the door and only one thought came to mind. 'What have I done'? Sighing she sat on the toilet and glanced at her watched and noticed it was 11:30 PM. 'I have thirty minutes to decide if I want to really go through with this.'

She put her head in her hands and started weighing the pros and cons of the situation. 'On the one hand I'll get to forget about Tamaki-sempai; plus Kyouya is handsome. On the other hand I'll be losing my virginity to a man I don't love or have any feelings for. But if I back out the last minute Kyouya will ruin me financially!' Haruhi threw her head back and yelled, "THERE'S NO WINING THIS!"

Right then there was a banging on the door. "Haruhi, are you alright?"

Haruhi sighed, "Yes Mori-sempai. I'm alright." She got up and walked out of the bathroom. Mori watched her with concerned eyes. He could tell something was off. And he knew it had to do with Kyouya.

Haruhi was about to walk away when Mori stopped her. "Haruhi….."

She smiled. "I'm alright Mori-sempai."

He nodded. "I will always be here for you if you need to talk."

She nodded and walked down the hall. She finally made her decision.

Whelp there is chapter one. Hoped you guys liked. I was thinking of making this a one-shot but then Mr. Brain told me no. IT MUST BE LONGER! So it'll be more chapters. I'll publish a chapter once maybe twice a week

Hope you guys enjoy this!

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Ja Ne. - Gypsyspirit007