Haruhi's POV

"Who picked this out?!" Reicheru yelled from across the room. The twins, Tamaki, and Hunny started to freak out.

"She doesn't like it?" The twins whispered in a scared and hushed tone.

"But I thought that this was something "her style"!" Tamaki exclaimed/whispered.

"I thought Rei-chan would like it!" Hunny said as innocently as possible, tears brimming in his large eyes.

"I never got an answer!" At her harsh words, every one of the obnoxious boys froze, and fought among themselves as to which of them would answer. Meanwhile, Kyoya was already half-way across the room. He knocked on the door.

"Yes?" I could barely hear her voice this time.

"Mrs. Hitachiin gave the club a whole line up of some things that would fit your style but would still accomodate the club's requirements. Everyone else wanted this." He slung that ugly pink dress that could pass as a ballet tu-tu over the door to show Reicheru.

"Ahhhhhhh! That is the most hideous thing I have ever seen in my whole entire lifetime!" Of course, everybody else had not noticed Kyoya showing her the pink dress and began to spaz out... again. It's getting annoying.

Reicheru's POV

"Kyoya, please tell me I can wear the one I have on right now and not that.... thing." I contorted my face into a disgusted look at the dress, scrunching up my nose.

"Whatever you choose." He stated in a bored tone, not really caring.

"Yes." I whispered, hugging myself and the dress tightly.

"Whenever you're ready, please show everyone." His icy tone demanded. At least he said please.

"Okay... I'll be right out." I sounded like a maid or something... Oh, wait. I was.

Kyoya began to walk back towards the rest of the group when I slowly opened the door, revealing my outfit.

Kyoya's POV

The door creaked open as Reicheru stepped out... Wait... the door creaked. I'll have to get that fixed. I wrote many numbers in my black notebook, careful not to mis-add ((A/N: It's a word now)) anything, as it would result in the inbalance of the club's budget. Which would not show good skills to run a company that I would need to be heir. I sighed inwardly, and closed the notebook as Reicheru made her way across the room.

I knew that the dress was beautiful, but... on her... 'No. Stop thinking that. In no way does it provide profit for you or any business you have. Pull yourself together. You see girls like this everyday in the club, and it means nothing.'

But you think it looks better on her, right?

'No. Even my own conscience will not convince me she is special to me.'

But "your own conscience" is part of you. Therefore, you are thinking the same thing. Even if it is deeper down in you.

The twins words pulled me back to reality. "Kyoya-senpai! Why are you staring at Rei-chan?" I had to think of a good response.

"I was merely checking to see if everything was just as I asked,"

"So, you doubt our mother's judgement?" They chimed simultaneously, each raising an eyebrow.

"You should never fully trust anyone," Was my blunt reply that even rivaled Haruhi's.

Reicheru's POV

"Ne, Kyoya-kun? You picked this out by yourself?" I asked, still admiring the dress.

He nodded.

It was beautiful. Its color was a deep, blood red and the bow on the front was black, as was the lace that lined the bottom of the dress that reached down to my mid-thigh. The rest of my legs were covered by long, black stockings that led to black boots with red laces on my feet. It also came with a headband that was the same red as the dress, with black lace surrounding it. The last accessory was a pair of red gloves that came right above my elbow. They had a black ribbon tied at where they ended.

"Please admire your clothing elsewhere on your own time. We have guests." Kyoya's cold voice tore my gaze away from the dress and I followed his to the kitchen where tea and cakes waited to be served. When he walked past he whispered something in my ear, "The dress was less beautiful on the hanger," At this, I blushed. I mean, come on, would you expect a compliment like that from the Shadow King? Didn't think so. Well, anyway, time to go to work!

Fast Forward Reicheru's POV

Nearing the end of club, there were only two girls at each table, save for Kyoya, Haruhi, and Mori. I also noticed Hikaru was not present at his table with Kaoru. 'Whatever. He's probably torturing Tamaki since he's getting bored.'

I walked back into the kitchen to get Hunny-senpai his, what, tenth piece of cake? Yeah, that seems about right. Then he showed up.

"What did Kyoya say to you before club?" It was Hikaru. He had perched himself on the counter across from me. I knew he was bored, but was he actually this bored?

"Nothing," I replied cooly while frosting yet another piece of cake.

"If it was nothing, then why were you blushing?" Hikaru removed himself from atop the marble counter, and walked over to me.

"... Because it was sudden and unexpected. And because it was coming from Kyoya. I'd never expect any sort of compliment from a person like him... or me, for that matter." I realized, cocking my head to the right, thinking.

"And why is that?"

"Oh, we have the same blood type: AB," I responded calmly over my shoulder as I walked out of the kitchen to bring Hunny his piece of cake.

"Kaoru, Milord!" Hikaru ran frantically up to his brother and Tamaki. Club had ended by now, so they were bored, too. They didn't get a chance to respond before Hikaru continued. "Rei-chan has the same blood type as Hunny-senpai and Kyoya-senpai!" Once Tamaki and Kaoru processed this in the tiny brains that they have, you would have thought their world had come to an end. The background behind them shattered and...

Everyone's POV (minus Twins+Tamaki)

'Was that thunder and lightning?'

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I hope you guys liked it! This part had to be re-written because I kinda lost the part that I originally wrote during a very boring study hall that I had when I still had school. The next chapter is already being constructed, so I'll try to update soon!

Please review!!!!

~MP359

PS, here's the link to what the dress is supposed to look like (remove the spaces): h t t p : / / w w w . q u i z i l l a . c o m / s t o r i e s / 9 7 3 8 3 0 4 / a l l s - f a i r - i n - l o v e - a n d - w a r - k y o y a - o o t o r i - c h 3