A/N: Shouldn't I be working on Gone Missing? o.o I wonder. BUT a little romance fic can't help it, yeah?

I got this inspiration from one of my friends who was eating bubblegum, and he was constantly talking in my face (--; I know, it's disgusting) and kami bless he was eating bubblegum or he would have had a fist in his face by then. Okay, anyways, I can't help but think of the bubblegum scent that came out when he was talking to me, and then I got this wonderful idea.

How nice. Thanks to my -eyebrows twitched- friend.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or concepts.

"And class…" the teacher droned on, snapping her book shut. "Since you worked very hard on the project today, you don't have any assignments to do."

A scream from the classroom.

The teacher turned around to erase the kanji on the board and everyone was shouting in glee and whatnot. "Study hall."

"FRICK STUDY HALL!" one screamed. And so, the 'old' woman sighed and walked out of the classroom, letting the door slam behind her. In the back, the three Host Club members were talking.

Rather…

"Oy, Haruhi!" Hikaru cried, leaning over to her table. He stuck a green pack of mint gum in her face. "Do you want?"

"Haruhi! Do you want this flavor?" Kaoru asked, leaning over to her side. He pushed a pink pack of strawberry gum in front of her. "Try this one!"

Hikaru looked at Kaoru and they both exchanged glances. "Hikaru/Kaoru do you want Haruhi to try your pack of gum first?"

Shake, shake

"You can go first!"

Silence.

"I insist!"

Silence.

"Please do!"

Silence.

"Haruhi would-"

"STOP!" she yelled, as they started pushing their bodies against her. They froze and stared at her with their large golden eyes. The brunette grabbed both packs and took two powdery different colored pebbles. "I'll try them both."

"Are you trying Hikaru's/Kaoru's one first?"

She stared at them as their stereo continued.

"No, please try Hikaru's/Kaoru's gum!"

She stared, and they gave her a glance.

"Seriously!"

Haruhi started to look at her gum, while saying, "You guys have a problem with manners towards each other."

"C'mon! Don't get mine, get Hikaru's/Kaoru's!"

Without a word, Haruhi threw both of the bubblegum pebbles into her mouth and chewed. "Since you guys don't make up your mind, I ate both of them."

Their faces scrunched up into an eerie smile. "If that isn't so…so Haruhi, how's it?"

Haruhi looked up as she tried to identify the strange taste, "Kind of…minty and sweet…"

The twins caught a slight aroma drifting around as she finished talking; they glanced at each other slyly. Before she could notice their expressions, they stood up from their chairs. "Well! We're off to the Club!"

Haruhi raised her eyebrows, "Without me?"

Hikaru turned around to face her, an uneasy smile on his lips, "Never mind going to the club first, I have to talk to Kaoru about something."

"Ah, that's right!" Kaoru interfered, putting an arm around his brother's shoulders. They both smiled at her, and shoved their pack of bubblegum into her hands.

"Research showed that if you shoved these two type of gum into your mouth your teeth is going to get real shiny!" they both exclaimed. (LIAR)

"Seriously?" she asked, looking at the packs. (And she believed:O)

The twins sweat dropped at each other, and then gave a nervous nod. "Well…see you soon at the club, Haruhi!"

And they escaped out the door, making sure that the Fujioka was well out of their sight, they breathed a sigh of relief. Kaoru looked over to Hikaru who had a light blush.

"…It smelled good right?"

"Y-Yeah."

Kaoru's eyes glinted, "An uncontrollable desire! We're geniuses in giving her the bubble gum! She will be stuck with that scent for days! No guy can resist that kind of smell." He jabbed an elbow into Hikaru's ribs. "Right, Hikaru?"

"K-Kaoru!" he shouted, grabbing Kaoru's shoulders. "It's not a good idea! What if our classmates get affected by it?!"

"Hikaru!" Kaoru said in a shushed voice. The flustered Hitachiin returned silent and he looked at him. "This is just a prank! After all, I don't think any guy would have this sexual desire for a…ahem…guy."

Hikaru frowned at his brother. "I…don't know, Kaoru. What if one of us gets manipulated by the scent and do something…something…improper?!"

"Ah," Kaoru said, placing a hand on Hikaru's shoulders. "Daijoubu, the scent won't make it too drastic, besides…it only affects those who aren't used to sweet smells. Now stop being worried! Let's get to the club and watch our fun!"

Hikaru frowned. 'I can't help but get this feeling that this will turn horribly wrong.'

--Host Club

"HARUUUUHIIIIIII!!!" Tamaki sang as he crushed himself into the first year as she 'tried' to sneak into the Host Room. The blond rubbed his cheek against her head affectionately, "Didja miss me? Didja? Didja?"

"Tamak-sempai, please get off me!" Haruhi said, pushing the king away from her. And that's when he got a whiff of the scent, his blue eyes started to cloud over, a deep dark blush came over his face, and he looked as if he gotten drunk.

Silence.

"Ha-ruuuhi!" he sang, his vocals dropping down and then going up. Tamaki embraced her tightly and smiled to himself. "Oh no, I will never let you go, my young darling!!!"

"S-Sempai?!" she gasped, finding that it had gotten hard to breath in his killer grasp. "Get off me!"

"HIYA!" a pair of twins cried, blasting through the doors. "Ara! Dono's being quite grope-py today!"

Usually this would be the time for Tamaki to scream at the 'unscrupulous' twins and say that he was just merely touching his poor baby. But instead the two Hitachiins only received a dazed stare for a reply.

They started to scurry away from the two, looking mightily suspicious. 'Ack! Dono's been affected!'

"T-Tamaki-sempai! EW, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she screamed, as Tamaki, dare I say it, started…licking her cheek. It left saliva trails and she was shrieking like a mad woman.

The Hitachiin twins had seated themselves on a couch.

After a while, Tamaki came out of his licking frenzy and purred drowsily, "Where's the puuurty flowers, Harruuuuhi?"

"What?!" she asked exasperatedly. Grim lines crept over her face, as Tamaki sniffed her head.

"I…want…flowers…" he panted, giving a crooked grin. The Fujioka sort of saw purple energy and the flashing of glasses behind him, and without warning a loud crack was heard.

WHACK

Drip, drip.

The Suoh fell limp and slowly slid to the floor, blood spurting out from the back of his head. Standing in his place was a raven-haired boy.

"Ah, Haruhi. I have gotten Tamaki in control, forgive tousanya's behavior," he smiled eerily, throwing aside a plank that was stubbed with a lot of nails. He whipped out a clipboard and scribbled something, "Because of Tamaki's state, I'm adding an extra 20,000 yen to your debt."

"What?!" Haruhi asked, a spray of breath blowing into his line of smell. Kyouya's glasses glinted and an unknown smile came onto him. The raven-eyed boy looked at her craftily as he tickled Haruhi's chin with his pen.

"But then…you can always get yourself out of debts if you do me a favor," he said coolly.

The brunette took a wary step back as he advanced. Her eyes widened as he pressed a rose, where he whipped out from the air, into her delicate hands. Her face was close enough to steal a kiss from, but at the moment he was too occupied of the scent that Haruhi breathes out every so often.

"Accept this, Haruhi."

Silence.

He turned away and pushed his glasses. "That will be all." He turned to everyone in the club. "All right, it's almost three!"

"…Huh?" she asked dumbfounded as the Ohtori began walking away. A question mark popped out from her head, as she walked towards the middle. Hikaru was dragging Tamaki's corpse to the middle with Kaoru. Mori and Honey strolled over.

The twins looked at each other. Now that was weird, they were thinking that Kyouya would be the one to avoid being captured by the bubblegum. But the twins were wrong, he was as normal as any other person. Poor Tamaki though...leaking all that blood on their floor.

With a little here and there, Tamaki was now slumping, or standing, against Mori's arm.

Dong, Dong, Dong

The doors opened and petals flew, it revealed a crowd of girls standing there in awe.

"Irrashaimmasen," the seven, excluding the dead king, chanted with their Host smiles on. Kyouya walked forward with his arms opened wide, he smiled warmly at those girls as the rest of the Host members broke away from their group.

"Welcome to the club, Ohime-samas," Kyouya announced delicately, as he waved towards the tables in which the Hosts were sitting at. "May you please have a wonderful time."

--HOSTING

"Ahh, gomen for my lack of spirit," Tamaki announced to his group of fangirls. He took one of their hands and stroked it gently. Looking deep into their eyes, he muttered, "I have been quite out of it. But will you accept this rose-" He presented a small flower towards her. "-as a gift from me."

"Ohh, Tamaki-sama," one of his designators sighed. Everyone else had hearts bursting out from their heads, as Tamaki smiled warmly at them.

--

"Ano ne, I love cake so much I bet I can name every cake shop there is in Japan!" a short blond exclaimed enthusiastically. He placed a thoughtful finger onto his cute face. "Ano…is Amashi Moro a cake store?"

The taller teenager next to the little blond replied, "Iie. That's a clothe shop."

"Ehh? It is?" Honey asked, a sheepish smile on his face. He reached a hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Eh-heh!"

"KAWAII!" the girls screamed, hearts flooding out from their eyes.

--

"Hikaru, it is not nice of you to ignore me like that," Kaoru said, timidly pulling on his elder brother's sleeves. Said person turned away from Haruhi and was suddenly brought back to his brother. The younger twin continued, "Is it possible…that you think that Haruhi is…cuter than me?"

The girls gasped at his comment, and they held hands preparing for the worst. Hikaru captured Kaoru's face with his hand and caressed it ever so gently. He pulled Kaoru closer to him and whispered, loud enough so that the girls would hear, "Silly Kaoru. Who is cuter than my only twin brother?"

Kaoru placed his head on Hikaru's chest and gave a (FAKE) light blush. "H-Hikaru…that is too flattering…I'm blushing!"

"As long as everyone know that I think you're cute, it's fine," Hikaru whispered as he brushed aside Kaoru's light brown hair.

"KYAAAAAAAHHH!!!" the girls screamed.

--

"Haruhi-kun, what do you use to brush your teeth? Your breath smells wonderful!" a girl voiced out. Haruhi couldn't help but sweat drop as the girls nodded.

"A-Ano…I guess I use the original toothpaste and mouthwash," she replied awkwardly, keeping up her smile. "But! I can question you as well, your teeth are very white, ladies."

Hearts fluttered out from them as Haruhi continued smiling holding in a sigh.

---BREAK

"Tamaki-sempai doesn't remember anything now does he?" Haruhi asked, looking at Kyouya who had stopped writing in his clipboard for a while.

"Eh…I questioned him about his early behavior. With his sentence and his facial expression I don't think he remembered anything," Kyouya said, he looked up so that he could see Haruhi. "By the way…concerning your…debt…"

She gave him a stare. "Nanda?"

"…Etto…" Kyouya tapped his chin with his pen. Obviously…he had forgotten the incident concerning being manipulated by the scent. He looked down at Haruhi.

"Tokoro de, Kyouya-sempai," Haruhi butted in. She looked at him directly. "What favor did you want me to do?"

Whiff of mint and strawberry. It was faint but…the glasses-wearing teenager caught a spray of it.

Having a sudden attraction to the girl, Kyouya couldn't help but have his face heat up. A deep dark crimson blush appeared on his face and he turned away. "Uh…do you have any time today to accompany me to my library to help me sort out books?"

Haruhi looked at the floor in doubt. With hope the Ohtori added, "I'll cut off a half of your debt."

The suggestion of having her debt cut in half gave her a reason to accompany him. She said hesitantly, "Ano…I guess I can."

"Mm, that's good," Kyouya said before another Host member bounced up to the Fujioka. This time it was Honey and he tugged at her sleeves.

"Haru-chan, Haru-chan! Do you want to eat cake with me?!" Honey asked sweetly, displaying a large cake that was sitting on a table. She paled at the sight and then smiled at the Haninozuka.

"Kekko…desu…" Haruhi said, bending down to match Honey's level. She talked, the scent drifting out with each word, "Ah…Honey-sempai, you may enjoy it. I don't really like sweets that much."

Honey frowned but then smiled. "That's okay; Haru-chan doesn't have to like sweets! And you smell pretty!" Honey gave her a quick hug and then ran back to the snack chanting: 'Keki, keki, keki!!!"

The twins from far away gave a glance towards each other.

"Honey…" Hikaru started.

"…sempai…" Kaoru picked up.

"Wasn't affected?"

--Afterschool…

Haruhi had bid farewell to the other Host members as they left. The twins hadn't caught what Kyouya had asked, and they were not curious on why Haruhi was staying behind in the room alone with the Shadow King.

Kyouya took his bag underneath his arm and nodded at Haruhi. His eyes were well hid by the shine of the glasses, but there was a thin line of red anyways, "Well…are you ready?"

She turned to smile at him. "Un."

Kyouya and Haruhi left the halls once they locked up the door. Walking alone in the empty corridors with the Shadow King does give her a long uncomfortable silence. Usually if it was anyone else in the Host Club, they would be chatting away.

But Kyouya wasn't one to talk. So they continued in dead silence.

"Ah…Kyouya-sempai, have you ever heard of a book called Hummingbird?" Haruhi asked. The upperclassman's attention now shifted onto the first year. He pushed up his glasses and then tilted his head slightly.

"I've read it before, why's that?"

Haruhi could never believe how the Ohtori could respond that bluntly with no interest in carrying on the conversation. However, the Fujioka only shrugged and looked at him straight in the eye. "How was the book?"

"Nicely written…it's a great book to have to pass the time when you get bored," he said matter-of-factly. The Ohtori was interrupted when she laughed. Right now he could only stare at her in confusion, "Nanda?"

"You get bored?" Haruhi asked, settling down from her fits of giggles. Kyouya was slightly startled by her question and gave a smirk.

"Is it wrong to get bored?"

"Not really, but you're a person with a lot of things to do. So it's hard to imagine you being bored," Haruhi reasoned out. She glanced at Kyouya. "What makes you bored?"

"That's an unreasonable question, people get bored when there's nothing to do," he bluntly answered. As an after thought he added, "And…of things which they deem dull and unimportant."

Haruhi gave a tiny smile as they left the whole building. "Well…wasn't that a pointless answer?"

Kyouya grunted as a limousine stopped in front of them. The chauffer opened the doors and allowed the two of them to get in. After a while of getting comfortable in Kyouya's rather large limousine, Haruhi tossed a glance out the window.

It was silent, only the scribbles against Kyouya's clipboard were only heard in the car. And then Haruhi broke it.

"Sempai…I was wondering," Haruhi interrupted. The raven-haired boy looked up. The Fujioka looked at him. "What do you write in that clipboard?"

Noticing that it was a question that didn't require much thinking, the onyx eyed teenager continued writing. "Thoughts, notes, inspiration, many things."

And…the Ohtori let on more information than he intended to. He caught himself before blabbering all his secrets out to the first year; to regain his composure he pushed up his glasses.

"Anyways, it's nothing special."

Without warning, she leaned over to try sneaking a word from the clipboard. Her attempt failed but it resulted her face close to his. "What are you talking about? There are way too much words in there to be 'nothing special.'"

…Kyouya began to feel woozy. When was a time when he felt that way? Mint and sweetness was catching him entranced. Really, he was getting all flustered and jumpy whenever she would shove her face into his and talk.

By the way...why was his face heating up with red anyways? Kyouya was never one to lose his cool; he pulled away from her and pushed his glasses up to hide the thin line that was forming underneath it.

"My privacy is none of your concern, Haruhi," he said coolly. Without another word the car came to a complete stop in front of a large building. The driver opened the door for them and he and Haruhi got out.

The brunette awed at her upperclassmen's house. Who knew it could be that big…and so modern.

"Oy, Haruhi, stop gaping and let's go inside," Kyouya said, interrupting by yanking her case out from underneath her arms. The Ohtori started to walk towards the building while the two school cases were tucked underneath each of his arms.

Haruhi sort of frowned at this and trailed behind him, muttering, "Now that was uncalled for…"

---Inside

"Sugoi," she gasped once they stepped inside what was called: 'Kyouya's Libray'. There were many shelves and many books. Haruhi whipped over to one of the shelves and pulled out a book. Seeing it quite dusty she brushed it off and then flipped the pages through.

She coughed as the dust reached to her nose. "Kyouya-sempai, it's very dusty." She turned to see Kyouya removing his pale blue coat. He grabbed several boxes on the floor and pulled it onto the table.

"I'm aware of that," he choked out, as he waved away the dust that exploded into the air. Kyouya grumbled about the dust before pulling out a ragged book. "These books used to belong to my older brothers, and now the library is in my possession."

Haruhi 'hmm'ed at that, and placed the book back into the shelf. Wandering over to the box that Kyouya was emptying she looked at the books and swiped one off the table. "Literature books? And they're an ancient form of language too."

Kyouya sempai smiled as he cleaned off the powder that collected on the cover. "Well, classicals are sometimes entertaining."

"Sometimes, but not all the time," Haruhi said, placing it back onto the table. She removed her coat to avoid getting it dusty, and she flung it onto a chair where Kyouya had thrown his. Walking back to the table with the dusty boxes, she asked, "Anyways, anything I could do to help sort them?"

Kyouya smiled, as he pointed towards the books piled on the desk, "You can start by getting them in order."

--Hours passed…

It hasn't been all silence during the hours of getting the books organized. Haruhi and Kyouya had just sunken into a deep and interesting conversation about books and literature. As Haruhi did the rather tedious task of putting the books in correct order, Kyouya was on a ladder placing the books in the shelves.

"Is that the last one?" Kyouya asked as Haruhi handed a book to him from below. She nodded in reply. Kyouya balanced himself on the ladder and placed the last book into a fitting area. After getting everything in place, the Ohtori climbed several steps down and swung off from the ladder steps. "Mm, we're done."

Haruhi collapsed on one of the large armchairs that were placed around the bookshelves. "Worth having half of my debt cut off."

Kyouya craftily smiled as he walked towards her, he took a seat on the arm of the chair. He seemingly toyed with her hair. "We cleared a lot, didn't we?"

"I guess."

"Would you like to come over to enjoy quality reading?"

"If my debt was gone, I would be feeling a lot comfortable to your invitation."

After a while, Kyouya stood up and walked over to the chair and picked up something which was forgotten underneath his coat. Noticing that Kyouya was staring hard at an object in his hand she wandered over. "What's that?"

He then muttered, "Hummingbird."

"Huh?"

A smile came onto his face as he brushed the surface of the object until it was in a better state to hold; he tucked in underneath his arms. Kyouya then turned to look at Haruhi. "I've been keeping you late right? It's now eleven. Do you mind it being this late?"

"Not really…"

Kyouya gave a mysterious smile as he pushed something into her hands. She was about to look at it, but Kyouya grabbed her things and started to escort her out of the room hurriedly. "I'm very well aware of how Ranka-san is usually out on Tuesday nights. But he has the heart of a good otousan."

She was rushed out of his house, and a limousine was immediately waiting at the gates. After she had settled herself in the limousine, Kyouya bent over so that his head was poking inside of the limo.

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Kekko desu, sempai," she said. He gave a nod and closed the door. The Ohtori disappeared to talk with the chauffer, after two minutes the limousine had gotten on a move. Haruhi stayed silent as the coat and school bag was on her lap. Acknowledging the forgotten object that was in her arms, Haruhi took it and stared hard at it as the car whizzed past the street lights.

It was dim in the night, but she made out the words, and smiled at it. "Hummingbird, huh?"

A/N: Go. Me. NE! About Kyouya and Haruhi's little fluff. The bubblegum has its perks yeah? Actually it would mesmerize them first and lead the victim into unthinkable acts, until...of course they snap out of it. The second time they get the scent, they'll be lured to be hinting their 'love' for Haruhi. And of course...the twins were as bored of heck, so they like watching...

And to think the first victim was Kyouya...It'd be interesting as Haruhi slowly starts to affect everyone, neh?

Please leave reveiws!

--JA!