Author's Note: First off, I'd like to say, thank you a lot for suffering through that last chapter. Ok, ok, I am just kidding It was actually pretty good; if I do say so myself Again, all thanks to FlojoMagic46 (last chapter I will be saying this, she might be too flattered.)! Also, thank you, readers who stuck through with this fan fiction Enjoy this chapter.

Bold is expressing something.

Italics is expressing thoughts. I'll leave it to you to see whose thoughts are whose.

Chapter 3-Exposed?!

Flashback

"Ryuu…kun?"

"Well, you see, you can't really report him because Kyouya here is the son of the family who controls the police." Oh, my god! I thought. I am so busted…

End of flashback

"You-you-you…" I stammered. Was Salt and Pepper serious? Was this 4-eyed stalker, "Kyouya (wow, so he has a name)", really the son of the family who controls the police?! Luckily, 4-eyed stalker just rolled his eyes. "If all you have to do is stammer, then excuse me." With that, he left me in the dust.

So, I was standing there, frozen like a statue. Then, 2 arms shook me back to reality. "Huh? What?" The 2 arms were Pepper, shaking me. He asked, "Oy, oy, are you okay?" I smiled, as if nothing happened. "I'm alright. Thank you." Salt huffed. "Ya know, this shouldn't be so surprising, considering we all come from prestigious families…Well….Except for…" Salt and Pepper both finished, "You and Haruhi."

"Is there something wrong with that?" Nee-chan said behind them. The twins jumped at her appearance. "Eek, Haruhi! Uh, uh, what are you doing here?" Nee-chan rolled her eyes. "I needed to speak with Haruka. ALONE." I guess that was directed at them.

"Hai, hai, Haruhi!" They immediately ran away. Nee-chan sighed in relief. "Haruka…" She led me to a corner. "I have something to give you." What? Why is Nee-can giving me something? Is it my birthday or something? Is it because I cooked dinner the other night? "Why, Nee-chan?"

Nee-chan chuckled, then, she ruffled my hair. "Hey!" I pouted and tried to pat my hair back to normal. "Haruka, did you forget already?" I nodded. I never was good at memorizing things, yet I am smart. How ironic. "I promised you a welcoming gift if you transferred to Ouran!" She smiled and reached in her pocket. Then, she held out something in her palms. It was a digital camera! I shrieked. "Wow, Nee-chan! Thank you! But…Where did you get this?"

Nee-chan smiled a bigger smile. "Remember when I was working his summer? I was saving up for your camera." No wonder she didn't lend me any money for my shopping trips! But, then again, I was always asking for money. I smiled and cried a little. I was so happy that I forgot I was in the Host Club. "AAAHHH! Thank you so much, Nee-chan!" I hugged her in gratitude. But, when I opened my eyes, I saw (and heard) people muttering. The other hosts were in shock.

"Hey, hey, why is she being so close to Fujioka-sama?" "Who IS that brat, anyways?" "Wait, wait, Fujioka-sama is a GIRL?!" Confused (and some insane) girls whispered. 'Oh, no, I've done it now!' I thought. How do I fix this?

Ding! I thought of an idea! I quickly released Nee-chan and winked. "Follow along." I mouthed. It was time to put my acting skills to action! I looked at Nee-chan with puppy-dog eyes. Then, I gripped both of her hands in mine. "Oh, NII-chan. I'm so sorry I called you Nee-chan…again." I sniffed, and forced myself to think of sad things. "It's just that…" I sniffed. "You're like the motherly-nee-chan I've never had. "Tears streamed from my eyes and down my face. "Thank you so much Nii-chan. I love you." I delicately put my arms on my Nee-chan's shoulders, giving her a gentle hug. All my Nee-chan could do was hug back, since she was crappy at acting.

The obsessive fan girls calmed down. They all looked at us and shrieked with joy. "Fujioka-sama, you're so kind!" They all cried. Then, a mysterious voice said, "Yes, Fujioka-sama, thank you for the moe!" There was rumbling, and then a twisty platform came from the floor. Sitting on the platform was a foreigner, with yellow-orange hair and brown eyes. She had a giant pink bow in her hair (How tacky!). "Fujioka-sama, you're the kindest boy we've ever met!" All of the girls shrieked. "Thank yooouuu…" As the voice faded away, the platform twisted into the floor again. Wow, that was odd! I've got to avoid that girl. I looked at Nee-chan. A sweat drop had formed on her head.

The other hosts came over to scold me, I guess. "Haruhi! I was so worried!" Flirty blonde idiot who likes Nee-chan embraced her. Nee-chan just pinched his arms, and he yelped in pain. Meanwhile, Salt, Pepper, and blonde Shorty said, "Geez, imooto-chan, be careful!" Salt said, "You almost made Haruhi expelled from this club!" Pepper added, "Yeah, you've got to be careful!" As they scolded me, they wagged their fingers.

But, the 4-eyed stalker's words hurt me the most. "Yes, since you were so careless, I think I should add to your sister's debt." I gasped, and my mouth fell open. "So? That does that have to do with the debt, Kyouya-sempai?!" Nee-chan cried. "Yeah, why do you have to add to nee-chan's debt?" I yelled (but softer). He smiled.

"Well, to ensure it won't happen again, I will have to add to your sister's debt. Besides…" He frowned. "One of our customers broke a teacup when she heard about 'Nee-chan.' Now, that cup was VERY expensive, so I'd agree that you pay for it, no?" He looked down at me. "But, since you obviously can't afford it, then I guess your Nee-chan will have to pay for it." I twitched.

I looked down. "Well, really, it depends" Then, I shot up and gave a scary look. Salt, Pepper, and blonde Shorty whimpered in fear. "I see. So this is why Nee-chan can't pay back her debt yet." I pointed at the 4-eyed stalker and declared. "Look, you rich freak! You really piss me off!" I cold have hit his dear face if Nee-chan hadn't held me back. "Haruka." She said firmly. I sighed. "As I said, you money freak…"Everyone gasped in shock. I guess no body had stood up to him before. "…I will be responsible for that stupid teacup. Okay?" I turned around to exit. I slammed the door shut, leaving 9 hosts shocked.

Kyouya's POV (Finally!)

That girl was interesting. That was the thought that flowed through my head as I saw her exit the door. She even called me a stalker! She obviously does not understand the idea of "data gathering." But, who was this so-called Ryuu-kun? There are many things to find out about the girl…

Haruhi looked at me sympathetically. "Don't take it to heart, Kyouya-senpai." I cleared my throat. "I would care less if she hated me or not." I said bluntly. Haruhi looked at the door sadly. "You see, there can be many reasons why she hates you…" "What do you mean?" I asked. Haruhi frowned. "Now that I think about it, you do look like someone…"

Who is this Fujioka Haruka, and what past did she have? This girl gets more interesting by the second I thought.

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