A/N Kyoya gets mad about being called 'Mommy'! Someone is being all stalkerific! Kyoya gets knocked down a peg!

Chapter 2

Once the door was shut, Kyoya consulted his black book, then snapped it shut and looked at Honey with a calculating gaze. "When are you going to let the three stooges in on the fact that Fujioka Haruhi is, in fact, female, Honey-sempai?"

Honey arched an eyebrow. "I figured you knew since you would want to know everything about each of our members. However, why would I let that trio of bakas know something that would make them act even worse? It's their own damn faults for being oblivious." Honey scowled darkly.

Kyoya sighed. "I'm trying to keep Tamaki appeased. He seems to think of Haruhi as a 'child' of his. You know he considers our club as a family. The debt is the only thing keeping her here as far as he knows. I, on the other hand know there is something else. So," he pushed his glasses up, causing them to glint again, hiding his eyes, "which one of you is actually with her?"

"Why does it have to be only one of us? We do everything else together." Honey's childlike voice gave Kyoya chills. Honey crossed his arms. "I want you to apologize to her and stop tacking onto her debt. She's starting to slip on her grades because of the hours she's having to pull here to keep up with your demands. I won't allow you to ruin her school work and get her kicked out over Tamaki's foolishness."

Kyoya pushed up his glasses again. He then sighed and dropped his black book on the table in front of Honey. "Technically, she's already fulfilled her debt. I never added anything that I told her I was adding to her debt. It was just to keep Tamaki quiet about her trying to leave us." He took his glasses off and rubbed his face, irritated. "I recalculated everything a week ago when I saw you and Mori-sempai starting to act differently around her. I figured that you two had taken it upon yourself to be her guards. It wasn't until today that I saw it was more than a protector's stance that you two took to guard her." He tapped the black book. "You can see here that her debt is repaid and she is free to leave us if she wishes. You can take the file and show her if you would like."

Honey glanced at the book. "I'll take it." He turned back towards the door. "I'm taking Takashi and Haruhi home now. Keep the twins and Tama-chan here so we can leave in peace."

Kyoya replaced his glasses and bowed. "Of course, Honey-sempai."

Honey stopped with his hand on the door. "Oh, and starting next week, Takashi, Haruhi, and I are part of a secondary club. We will be absent on Friday afternoons. You may want to calculate that and see how the losses can be made up."

At that, Kyoya lost his cool facade. "What do you mean, secondary club?" Kyoya went through a list of the clubs in his head to see if he could pinpoint which clubs were held on Friday afternoons that all three would be a part of.

Honey chuckled darkly. "It doesn't matter which club, Kyoya. We are doing what we want to. You don't own us. By the way, Kyoya... How's your Black Onion Squad doing? Need more training?" With that parting remark, Honey opened the door to see the twins hiding behind the couch where they had been hosting earlier that afternoon and Tamaki backing away from Mori with his hands up. Haruhi was laying on the couch where he and Mori usually hosted.

Honey's dark aura came out at that point. "What are you bakas doing out here!" His voice eerily quiet.

Mori had halted his advance on Tamaki when he heard the door open. "Mitsukuni. Time to go?" He looked over his shoulder at Honey.

Kaoru and Hikaru used his distraction to bolt towards the door, leaving their schoolbags in favor of living to see the next day. Tamaki wasn't as smart as them.

"Honey-sempai, Mori-sempai, I just want to say goodbye to my daughter."

The oldest members of the club looked at him like he'd grown a second head.

"No," Kyoya interceded.

Tamaki looked past Honey to see Kyoya. "What do you mean 'No', Mommy? It's only right that Daddy says goodbye to daughter."

Kyoya strode past Honey and Mori, and resoundingly smacked his best friend upside the head with his black book. "Leave. Fujioka. Haruhi. Alone." Each word was accentuated with another smack from his book. "Do you want Haruhi to leave the club for good? No? Then stop with the daughter routine. It's irritating that you are calling us boys by female pronouns." He glanced at Tamaki's face as he started to respond. "I am not a female, and I despise being called 'Mommy'."

Haruhi groaned and tried to stand up. "What?" Her vision swam, and she started to fall. Before she hit the floor, Mori swept her back up into his arms. "Mori-sempai?" She murmured. "Are we leaving?"

"Ah." Mori nodded in the affirmative.

Kyoya grabbed Tamaki by the collar and yanked him back into his seat. "Leave. Haruhi. Alone." Kyoya's voice was light and he was smiling, but Tamaki, for once, could hear the threat behind the words.

Haruhi leaned back against Mori and nodded off to sleep, while Honey grabbed her bag and followed Mori out to their waiting car.

When they settled into the car, Haruhi was shifted onto the seat between Honey and Mori, rousing her from her nap. "Mitsu...kuni-sempai..." Haruhi yawned and stretched. "Did you ask Kyoya-sempai about us going to the other club?" She shifted her sleepy gaze to the small blonde.

"Kyo-chan is aware that we are going whether he wants us to or not. I only told him about Fridays though. He doesn't know that weekend trips are a no-go anymore." Honey looked contemplative. "He did tell me, before I informed him of our other obligations, that you paid off your debt though. You can quit the Host Club and just go to the other one if you want. Kyoya also said that he knows you are a female."

Haruhi looked thoughtful for a moment. "I figured he knew something. Maybe I should just reveal that I'm a girl to the school as a whole and be done with it. I can still see the twins, not that they are the nicest to me, and I will still see you two for training if nothing else. Kyoya has always been mean to me and Tamaki is too overbearing. I don't really care to see them again." She frowned. "I still blame Tamaki for the damn debt anyways. If he hadn't been chasing me, I wouldn't have broken the vase!"

Mori looked at Haruhi. "Are you sure that is what you want?"

Haruhi looked up at the tall senior. "Contrary to popular belief, I do not like being deceptive to my customers. The twins and Tamaki decided on their own that I had to use my 'natural' charms to be a host for the club. Kyoya didn't stand up for me either. I think he enjoys treating me like trash because of my background. Too bad he didn't dig a little deeper and see that I'm not as poor as he thinks I am." She ran her hands through her hair. "Tell Chika that I'm glad he played up that he didn't know me at the meeting a few weeks ago, and Satoshi as well. They helped cement that I am a 'commoner' to the Shadow King and his puppet. Hell, Tamaki -despite him calling my his daughter, Hikaru and Kaoru still don't get that I am female. Idiots."

Honey nodded his assent. "I'll let them know. It's a good thing that it's part of our tradition to launch directly into attack mode when we see each other. It helped both of them to hold their tongues, although, Sato-chan did want to test your training as well."

"I only have to stay like this for a few more weeks. School will be out for the summer, and my inheritance is released to me. Once my birthday rolls around, I can take over Fujima Industries. Funny how no one found out that the long lost heiress is actually attending high school." Haruhi sighed heavily. "I feel bad about making Uncle Ryouji take on a job as an Okama, but I couldn't risk anyone finding out that the Fujiokas were in fact the missing Fujimas. No one would suspect a man that willingly dresses as a woman of being a member of high society." Haruhi slumped back and shifted to lean against Honey. "Mitsukuni, Takashi, should I keep up the charade at the Host club until my inheritance is announced, or should I reveal my gender before the end of the school year?" Her voice was soft and bitter.

Mori looked over her head at Honey who patted Haruhi's head. "We'll stand by you, whatever you choose, but I think you should hold onto your secret for a bit longer. It has come to our attention that someone is watching your every move, and it's not Kyoya." Mori's voice had a hard edge, and it was obvious that he was irritated that they didn't know who was culprit digging into the background of the scholarship student. "Until we find out who it is," he continued, "please don't reveal your true gender. I don't want your fiance to think we can't keep you safe."

Haruhi nodded and shifted over to hug Mori. "Thank you for caring, Takashi. I will do my best to be aware of my surroundings, and I have my tracker so that if anything happens, you can get to me." She tapped the center of her chest where a pendant hung.

The car rolled to a stop. "Thank you for the ride. I'll see you both Monday morning at school." She started to get out of the car.

Mori grabbed her wrist as Honey cocked an eyebrow. "We're picking you up to train tomorrow," they said in unison.

Haruhi turned and looked at the two seniors. "Hahahaha! Ok! See you right here in the morning then!" Mori released her wrist, and she jogged up the stairs to her apartment. "DAD! I'm home!" She called out to the man posing as her father.

"In here, Haruhi! I figured you'd be late due to the Host Club, so I started on dinner."

"Thanks Dad," she said softly.

Ryouji looked at her as she leaned against the door frame. She pull a notebook out of her bag and wrote on a blank page, Listening devices in the living room. Kyoya is getting suspicious of me.

"Of course! I would do anything for my darling daughter!" He gushed, laying it on thick.

"Do you mind packing my bento for me so I can study for my test?" She scribbled quickly, He may place cameras next time the Host Club visits.

"Of course, you go settle down to study and I will call you when I finish making our plates." He glanced around the kitchen. "I think we should re-decorate soon. I'm getting bored of these colors." He arched a brow when Haruhi narrowed her gaze at him. "What? I like changing things up. You should be used to it by now." He blew her a kiss as she spun around to head into the living area.

A/N There's 2... What will happen next?