Chapter 3 – Rejected Feelings

It was Tuesday and the four active hosts had just finished spending the day with their Tuesday guest, a ten year old who was in a car accident. Normally after they were done with their guest of the day they would head to Princess Abella's room for a few hours, however Kyoya insisted they didn't have the time today so they should all head home. Of course the other three club members knew well that Kyoya was just awkward after the hugging incident yesterday, but they didn't call him out on it…. right away.

When they entered the elevator, Tamaki turned to face his four eyed friend with a large grin. "Kyoya and Abella, sitting in a tree… K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Tamaki sang while Kyoya silently cursed the princess for teaching him that song.

"Tamaki," Kyoya started in slight frustration, "it's natural for a young lady to seek comfort when she is in emotional distress. I just happened to be the only one that wasn't feeding her false words of condolence, she's a smart young lady, so she appreciates such gestures I assume."

Honey smiled up at Kyoya with a cheeky grin. "I don't think so Kyoya, she likes you!"

"I sincerely doubt it," Kyoya said in his normal monotone, thinking back on her relationship with her body-guard. Despite his words Tamaki (and now Honey) continued singing the dreadful American song.

"First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Kyo-chan and Bella-chan with a baby carriage!" the two sang with various dramatic movements to accompany the lyrics.

"Ohh!" Honey suddenly yelled, a light bulb flashing over his head. "Wouldn't Kyoya-chan and Bella-chan have cute babies?" Honey asked from Mori's shoulders.

"Ohh! They'd be so cute!" Tamaki gushed, much like he does when speaking of Haruhi. Honey giggled before looking down at his taller counterpart.

"Wouldn't they Mori-sempai?" he asked innocently.

"Yeah," was all Mori said, turning from the two remaining occupants of the elevator to hide the blush he could feel crawling up his neck.

When the elevator finally opened to reveal the front lobby, the three occupants (and toddler like teenager on Mori's shoulders) stepped out of the elevator.

"Look Tama-chan!" Honey screamed, pointing his small chubby finger to their right.

Behind the visitor's desk was a glass panel wall that overlooked the adolescence's lounge. Sitting in a comfy chair with her legs throwing over the arm of the chair was Abella, curled up reading a book. The room had nearly fourteen teenagers spread out around the large room, some at tables, others on the couches, and more still standing around the kitchenette laughing about something. The four Hosts could hear music floating into the main lobby through the open doors. It occurred to Kyoya that they looked similar to University students. They were laughing and chatting and studying like children their age should be, but he knew statistically that five of them would never get to leave his hospital. Statistically 1 out of every 3 kids 11-19 died from their illnesses or injuries.

Kyoya was about to tell his friends that it was time to leave when he spotted Mathew approach the French princess. He gave Abella a polite bow before leaning over her so she could better hear him. They were too far away and the music was too loud for them to hear what he said to her, but whatever it was she started to laugh lightly and started to rearrange herself in her seat as he stepped back. He put out his hand, helping her up from her seat, guiding her to a clearing on the carpeted floor for the teens that preferred the floor. He gave her a charming smile as he wound his hand around her to rest on the small of her back while his other clasped with hers. A slow song came over through the speakers and the couple started to sway.

As he watched them, Kyoya felt something in his stomach, something he'd never felt before. He didn't like the feeling, whatever it was. He didn't like seeing her like this: her small body pressed against her body guard's, her head tilted slightly with eyes wide and innocent, and a flirtatious smile on her face. She looked so happy, so sweet and beautiful, a light blush on her cheeks. He wanted to go in their and rip the two apart, beat the blonde senseless and pull her close to him.

Kyoya froze when he realized how dangerous his thoughts were. He couldn't think of the princess that way, she'd been in an arranged marriage since birth with the Prince Jacob of Germany, heir of King Peter. Marrying Prince Jacob would make her a queen, what could he possibly give her? He was rich but he was also the third son. He couldn't offer her royalty or even marriage to a top prime business man. He was nothing in comparison to the Prince.

"Are we honestly going to stand here like a bunch of peeping tom's?" Kyoya asked, trying to keep his cool. To anyone that didn't know him extremely well with keen observation skills (like Mori) he wouldn't seem any different.

Everyone seemed to realize at once that Kyoya was right, if the princess caught them watching her she would undoubtedly be uncomfortable. However they didn't get a chance to make their escape because at that precise moment the raven haired future queen looked out the window, spotting them right away. Instead of frowning, a smile spread out across her face. She said something to Mathew, who in turn turned to look in their direction. She gave the tall blonde a sweet smile before exiting the glass room, gliding towards them with grace that should be forbidden. She gave them a warm smile as she greeted them, standing on the tips of her toes to encase Mori between her arms. She giggled as Tamaki swept her up in his arms, spinning her around before dropping her into his arms. She pried herself away from the slightly taller blonde before kneeling on the marble floor with her arms outstretched. Honey-senpai gave out a childish laugh as he launched himself into the girl's arms. She cradled him sweetly, placing a gentle kiss to the small boy's forehead.

"I was told by Sakura that you wouldn't be able to stop by today," she said softly as if she were truly talking to toddler. "I'm glad you changed your mind."

"We didn't! We just happened—" Honey started, suddenly finding a strawberry cake stuffed in his mouth. While chewing happily, he gave a sideways glance to Kyoya, who suddenly found himself shifting from foot to foot.

"Yes, well, we must be going," Kyoya interrupted, pushing up his glasses so the princess would be unable to see his eyes.

"Already?" she asked, getting up from the floor. She stepped forward, stepping into Kyoya's personal bubble. Kyoya tried to think of something to say when Mori stepped in, taking the girl by her waist.

"I'll stay with you," Mori said, giving her a handsome smile.

"Ah Takashi, I'll have the car come back for you," Honey said with a child's grin as he took both Tamaki and Kyoya's hands. While the two Host members were shocked by the tallest's revelation Honey was not. He was well aware of the feelings the taller boy had for the young princess. Said Princess turned to face the tallest Host, a large smile gracing her feminine features.

"That'd be amazing Takashi, we haven't spent any time getting to know each other," she stated, slipping her arm through Mori's.

"Yeah."

"Bye Takashi! Princess Bella-chan!" Honey yelled as he dragged the Boss and Shadow King out towards the car.

A/n :) Kyoya's got feelings for the Princess, and so does Mori and her body guard. And no twins and Haruhi for a bit, but they should be back in a chapter or two, after all, no Ouran story is complete without them. We can tell Mori likes her because he at some point asked her to call him Takashi.