Always the bad guy – Chapter 2
A/N Thank-you so much to those who have added this story to you favorite and/or alert list and an extra thank-you to those who have reviewed it. I hope you all enjoy this result of my imagination running wild one day at collage!
One major part of the feedback was to make it longer – I totally agree! This chapter is a bit longer than the last and I went back and added to the last one a bit. It's still quite short I'm afraid but I promise the next chapter will be longer. If anyone has any ideas on how I can improve this story – please tell me! Hope you enjoy :D As ever please review to tell me where editing needs to be done or if I have neglected anything.
REALLY IMPORTANT: THIS WHOLE STORY IS SET AFTER THE ANIME! Sorry for forgetting to say that earlier :L
Chapter 2 – The mistake
"See you tomorrow Haruhi"
'Wait what? Why am I seeing him tomorrow? We don't have school… Do we?' Thought the confused and slightly horrified Haruhi; she had been so sure that she would be free of the host club tomorrow and was planning on spending her day (or rather afternoon since she had to shop and cook for her dad first) revising for her exams. They weren't for several weeks yet but she had to stay at the top of her class in order to stay at this school so she always started revision earlier than most of her classmates deemed necessary.
"Um... Senpai? I didn't think we had school tomorrow." She huffed as a thought came to her. "You're not going to drag me to some surprise club event are you?"
"Ever the pessimist ne Haruhi? Actually no we are not having a club event tomorrow. However I think it would be for the best if you were to come to my house tomorrow so that I can tutor you. It would certainly be in the club's best interest for you to have a tutor so that you can remain at this school and I would rather that you did not owe money to anyone other than myself for the trouble – it makes things simpler that way"
"But Kyoya Senp-"
"Haruhi;" Kyoya continued, cutting of her objection, "do you really think that anyone would do you this kind of service for nothing? Of course not. Therefore I am offering my service in exchange for 10% added to your debt. It is really a very simple arrangement. I will send my car for you at 1pm sharp – that should give you enough time to do your shopping and take care of your dad correct?"
"But…"
"No 'but's Haruhi. I am very busy and need to be going 15 minutes ago*. I shall see you tomorrow."
With those final words said, Kyoya stepped outside and into the corridor, leaving Haruhi in his wake; staring at the door in bewilderment.
Damn it! WHAT had he been thinking? Kyoya clenched his fist tighter as he berated himself. He KNEW they didn't have school tomorrow so why oh why had he said those fateful words? To top it all off, now he had to meet with her tomorrow! After all his hard work at resisting her charms and pushing her away, reminding himself that his father would never approve and thus he could not act on his feelings as yet, they had all been put to shots as he conjured up his ridiculous excuse to cover up his even more preposterous mistake.
As he got into his limo, Kyoya finally allowed himself to see the positives to his disastrous cover-up. 'Well at least I can spend time with her without that idiot or those irritating twins getting in the way. And father should be oversees by now attending to the troubles with the new hospital in France that we are opening so it's not as if anyone will bother us - unless Fuyumi decides to pay another surprise visit but I doubt that will happen.' Unfortunately for Kyoya, it seemed he had spoken (or rather thought) too soon.
/Later that day/
"Welcome back Kyoya-Sama. Your father bid me summon you to his study the moment you arrived home."
'I wonder why he is still here. He was planning to be out there for 12 O'clock this afternoon and to stay there for at least two days. Has something more serious gone wrong over here? No that can't be it; I would know if something like that had happened. And what does he want from me I wonder?' Kyoya pondered as he climbed the stairs to his father's office. 'If it was something to do with maintaining any of our companies, he would have gone to one of my brothers...' He had reached the door and wrapped on it firmly before hearing the clear, business-like voice of his father call out "Enter". As he stepped into the dark office, Kyoya couldn't help but notice the ever so slight smirk that played on his father's face as he spoke. "Ah Kyoya! I would very much like you to invite that honor student girl, Fujioka Haruhi, to dinner tomorrow. It seems as though she may have a lot to offer, if introduced to the right people. Even if she is a commoner, I believe she has great potential and will be a great ally in the future, therefore I wish to meet her and it appears that my presence is no longer required in France so I have a small amount of time to spare tomorrow night."
"Of course father" Kyoya replied automatically before his words truly sank in.
"I want her here for 1pm so that she can have an opportunity to become accustomed to both this place and our style of living here before she dines with us. I expect it is very different from her own home and I do not wish so see her gawking or thanking the maids by that time."
"Of course father. I shall go to make the arrangements now"
"Oh and Kyoya, keep her away from that Suoh from now on; I do not want her marrying him and her becoming one of their assets understood?"
"Yes father. Is there anything else you wanted to speak to me about?"
"No that is all for today. You may leave now."
As Kyoya left the room he contemplated the idea that maybe his father had arranged for a bug to be planted in Music room 3. He couldn't have made such a spur of the moment plan that fitted his exactly. Could he? 'At any rate I need to organize everything for tomorrow, and it would probably be best if I told her about dining with my father in the evening so that she dresses appropriately. I shall call Ranka-San so that he is fully aware of the situation and to confirm that she does own something suitable.' As an idea hit him over the head like a hammer, Kyoya thought of a way to improve his mood for tomorrow. 'Of course.' He smirked. 'Excellent.'
Meanwhile, back at home Haruhi was done with her domestic chores and trying to do her homework. However pesky little thoughts of tomorrow increasingly insisted on creeping their way into her mind and distracting her from the work at hand. Finally she heard her father come in and she looked down at her work so far. 'How could have I have done so little work? I mustn't let myself get distracted like that! I never have before, what's wrong with me today?' was all she could think as she moved to greet her father.
"Oh Dad." She smiled. "Welcome ho… you didn't!" her simile faltered as soon as she saw the dress in her father's arms.
"Haruhi! Daddy missed you…"
"Dad why do you have a new dress in your arms? It's too small for you. Take it back."
"But isn't for me Haruhi! We can't have you going to meet Kyoya-kun's father in your usual clothes now can we? So I got you a new dress. Daddy loves seeing you in dresses, you don't wear them enough."
"That's because you always buy the pink frilly ones!" The poor girl exclaimed, before adding "What do you mean 'meet Kyoya-Senpai's father'? I'm seeing him, not his father, tomorrow and how do you know about that anyway? Besides it is only for tutoring so..." Before Haruhi could continue her questioning, her phone rang out loudly, demanding her immediate attention.
"Hello?"
"Hello Haruhi"
"Kyoya-senpai? Why are you calling? And why has my dad bought me a new dress to meet your father in? I thought we were going to study tomorrow."
"Ah I didn't think he would get home so fast. I'm calling, Haruhi, to tell you that it seems my father has no reason to leave for France and will be at home when you arrive tomorrow. He has requested that you dine with us tomorrow evening so I called your father to ensure you had appropriate attire. It would appear that he deemed that you did not. See you tomorrow Haruhi."
"Kyoya-senpai, hold on a second. Why does he want to dine with me?" A bleep sounded from her phone, "Damn! He hung up."
"Do you want to borrow some make up for tomorrow Haruhi?"
"What? Why? DAD! No. I don't even see why I have to wear that dress in the first place; it's just his father right? – not the Queen of England. You're both overeacting."
"But Haruhi; Kyoya-kun picked this out for you. You have to wear it!"
"Oh he did now did he? Typical, scheming bastard. I bet he will have added that on to my debt – he probably even bought an expensive one just to rile me." Haruhi muttered.
"Haruhi dearest speak up. Daddy can't hear you properly. Now please go and try it on."
"There's no point. I'm sure it will fit me perfectly knowing that rich bastard; after all he already has my measurements for club cosutmes."
A/N
I hope you liked it! Sorry if the next chapter takes a while – I need to revise for January exams plus it's Christmas. I will TRY and get it up to you all before then though!
*Kyoya is effectively saying that he should have left 15 minutes ago. He is saying 'going' instead of 'gone' because that is some weird saying that just seemed appropriate. It is a non-rude way of emphasizing that you are late for something else because the person you are talking to has caused you to be.
PLEASE review to tell me what needs editing – I don't have a beta reader so I am relying on your comments.
God bless you all.
