Well this has to be the most interesting chapter I've come up with so far. Now as much as I'm not into the four eyed devil I actually sympathize him in many ways. I may be an only child, but I can kind of relate to him sometimes. For me, being the only child means I have to do things in order to please my parents with the number of accomplishments my relatives have done. Especially my younger cousins. With Kyoya, however, he has to try and surpass his two older brothers if he want to please his father. Welp! Enjoy!


Haru Kiss Part 1

-Me- (A/N: Not Yuki!)

The morning routine was usual; wake up, brush my teeth, comb my hair and tie it in a bun, iron my school uniform, prepare morning breakfast, hang the laundry out for drying, check if all assignments are accounted for, pray to my dear diseased grandmother, and last but not least, put on my glasses. Yes they are the most most vital piece of the day. "Mom! I'm coming in." As I open up the door with a tray with all of the food she's allowed to eat, she places down her favorite book and brightly smiles at my presence. "Ah Haruka-chan...! Good morning," she greets me in a small weak voice.

I try my best to smile as bright as her and walk over to her, reminding in a joking manner, "Reading your favorite book early in the morning again? Don't you remember the last time dad caught you being awake at this time?" "You know your father... such a worry-" In an instant, she starts having another of her coughing fits. I quickly place the tray on what ever flat surface was nearby and rushed over to her side. "I'm... fine..." No. She wasn't. There's no way she can make up any excuse about her current condition. "Mom..." Instead of letting it get to her, mom just smiles and signals me to comes closer. Tilting my head in confusion, I lean my closer to her as she continues to wave her hand.

Once I was close enough, I was surprised at the sudden speed of her hands to quickly grab my hair net, allowing all of my hair to freely fall down to my sides. "H-Hey!" I attempt to grab it from her hands, but she was quick to think of tossing out the open window. "There! Now we can let that beautiful hair you care so much about to be free for once!" Her smile seems innocent to the naked eye, but in truth, it hides the cunning devil who has many tricks up her sleeve no matter how weak she looks. That's her one of her many strengths. "Mom this isn't the time for it! I can't just go to school like this!" I rush over to the mirror and attempt to try and use my own hair to tie most of my hair up. But thanks to my naturally straight thin hair, it pops out in an instant and goes back to normal.

"Now for the glasses," her eyes flash as she gets ready to grab my eye wear. "Enough!" I cover my mouth once I realized I raised my voice too high. "I'm sorry I just-" she raises a hand up to stop me. "I know that you just want your father to forgive you. But it wasn't your fault. You both felt that you couldn't push on with the engagement so he can't exactly force you to marry someone you don't love." I bit my lip and turn around so my back was facing her. 'You don't understand mom... it's him that didn't love me...' Silently moving to pick up the tray, I lightly place it on her lap and rush out of the door. "Excuse me!"

+Later+
||Train Station||

"Haruka, you're late!" Naomi-senpai scolds me as she and Yuki stand near the entrance. I bow once I run up to them, apologizing, "I'm so sorry! I lost track of time while doing my usual morning chores." "Well that's not like you senpai," Yuki states, crossing her arms and eyes me suspiciously. "Say, what happened to your bun hair net?" points out Naomi senpai as they both stare at my hair. I wave it off and walk past the two. "C'mon now! We mustn't be late for the morning train!" Well that was indeed the plan at first. "No fucking way..." I quickly scowl Yuki for her fowl language, "Yuki watch your tongue."

Though I think we're all feeling the same way at the moment with what we're witnessing. "So this is how the commoners station looks like. I must say it's much more crowded than I expected for it to be." I froze once I spot a certain Ootori with them. "Wow! Look at all of them pouring out of that piece of junk," one of the hitachiins comment. The other nods, "It's a wonder how any of these guys are able to move around so well after staying in one place in that thing." Yuki was next and instantly turns around. "Will the wonder of commoner's never cease to amaze me~?" Tamaki excitedly looks down at Haruhi, who sighs in annoyance at everyone's reaction.

"I think we should-" We all freeze once Tamaki lifts his head up and spots us. "Haruka-san! Over here!" Naomi shyly waves in their direction while I just stand there with an awkward smile on my face. Yuki attempts to make a run for it, but the two of us grabbed her by the collar before she could. "Good morning everyone! How far thee?" I place a hand on my forehead and sigh with how the supposed third year student was acting. 'I know she acts nervous sometimes when she see's Morinozuka-senpai but this is ridiculous!' "H-Haruka-san..? Your hair!" Everyone was surprised to see me once they all walked up to where we were. I twirl a bit of my hair and smile, asking politely, "Is there something wrong?"

-Yuki-

'Crap! I never expected to see them this early in the morning! What am I going to do? I should have never done that! Wait, I could ask Haruhi! Maybe she could keep them preoccupied during the train ride!' I turn around once I finally had it all planned out, but that all went away when I suddenly came face to face with the two devils. Literally. They grab me from both side- with one twin on the one arm and the other at the opposite. "We're riding with Yuki!" both chimed at the same time. "Eh!?" Haruhi looks at me apologetically, explaining, "I told them earlier that we might have to go in pairs in case we get separated in the crowd. You know how it goes Yuki."

I cried as both started to drag me away, "Haruhi! How could you do this to your own flesh and blood!"

-Back to Me-

"Buddy system?" I look at Tamaki in confusion. "Haruhi told us earlier that it'd be difficult to go in all at once in the same cart. So I chose to go with Haruhi!" And on the spot, he pulls in Haruhi and doesn't even think twice on dragging her along to wait with the twins. "Wait hold on! I didn't agree to this!" Haruhi cries out as they fade into the crowd. "I-I don't need you to hold my hand Takashi! Mitsukuni is the one to worry about!" Naomi senpai's face was flushed pure red as the taller boy calmly walks ahead while holding onto the girls hand. I could see how come Morinozuka senpai wasn't worried about the latter at all. He was plopped right on top of his shoulders. "How is he-" I was caught of guard when Kyoya suddenly takes my hand. "Let's go."

"Huh? But we didn't buy a-" Kyoya flashes two tickets in one hand then starts dragging me along like all the rest. I was extremely nervous at my current dilemma, but that instantly went away the moment we arrived at the turnstile. "Uh... Kyoya?" I peek over and seem him staring down the machine intently. 'Could it be?' I peer a bit at his face. 'He doesn't know how?' I couldn't help but giggle at the thought. I took one ticket and casually stuck it into the slot. "Even for a man who keeps looking up never knows what's below him." As I walk through once the arrow turns green, I look over at Kyoya and said, "To think it only took one person to get you to do something out of your comfort zone. I must say, Fujioka-san must really be that rare flower that has that effect on people."

When I turned to go on ahead, Kyoya rushes through the gate and grabs my hand. "Ruka... after all this time you still-" I cut him off, "I go by Haruka, Ootori-san. As I recall, you didn't want us to get too familiar with each other when we first met." Even though I wanted to leave him behind, just looking at how hard he was thinking... really makes me pity him for once. 'I guess this morning really did rattle me... I shouldn't take my anger out on him...' Sighing, I march over to him and grab his hand. "If you want to get kidnapped do it somewhere else. I don't want to be the first on the Ootori police force's list of suspects. Just follow me and you'll be fine."

Instead of saying anything, he silently follows behind while keeping his hold on me. 'Geez... after all these years he still doesn't say anything to me. Nothing really has changed.' Entering the train was just fine. Though I never really expected that we'd really lose the others so soon like that. I followed after them once I saw them waiting in front of the same spot. But once the train came and the doors opened, there was a sudden swarm that swept us in and got all of us mixed up in different locations of the train. Not too far from where we were, but far enough so we'd only see the top of their heads. Mainly the boys with how much they stood out compared to the other number of students inside.

Once I found a perfect spot, I turn as see Kyoya having a difficult time trying to stand without having one foot off the ground. "Kyoya," I call him over, gesturing him to take the only open seat from where I stood. Instead of taking it like I had expected him to, he grabs the handle grip I was holding onto with one hand and the other on the wall behind me, causing him to pin me against the metal doors behind me. "K-Kyoya?" I stutter, utterly shocked at the sudden position I'm in. Kyoya sighs and touches my hair, "You do know what kind of attention you're getting at the moment. I swear, you never change do you Ruka."

"Wha-What are you implying...!? And I told you I go by Haruka."
"I'm implying at the fact you look absolutely defenseless right now. If it wasn't for that scary facade you put on everyday up until now, I doubt you'd be able to survive one day."
"Well if you must know I've done pretty well without the need of an escort."
"I never mentioned an escort."

I don't know what he's trying to attempt here. It's frustrating how he's suddenly taking interest in my well being. Kyoya suddenly starts to smirk for some odd reason. I raise and eyebrow at this. "What?" Leaning in, Kyoya whispers into my ear, "It seems you still took that compliment to heart from that day..." I lightly push his hand away and turn around to face the door, watching from the window as all the small houses and apartments were replaced by city buildings not long after. "I just simply didn't have the money or time to cut it." That wasn't entirely true. Indeed I haven't had the leisure to do what I want freely nowadays, but in truth, I truly did what he said to heart.

"..." After realizing that I was no longer going to reply to anything he says to me, I almost froze when I felt a hand touch the side of my face. "Since when did you start wearing glasses?" At the exact moment he asked that, the train finally arrives at our stop. "The moment I no longer wanted to see the world as it is," I answer as I quickly move him aside to get out. Once I was outside, I was surprised to see Yuki quickly rushed out not long after with her face pure red. I walk over to her and place a hand on her shoulder. "Yuki?" "Wah! I already told you I don't know how- Oh... it's just you Haruka-senpai..." Yuki sighs in relief once she see's me.

I raise an eyebrow at this but decided not to press on it. "Bye bye!" Once Haruka steps out and casually walks over to us, her face instantly explodes with steam as she falls on her knees. "Naomi(-senpai)!?" we goth gasp as we rush over to the blushing girl. Naomi-senpai takes a deep breath then cries out, "Takashi! You idiot!" "What...?"

||Ouran Public High School||

"I can't believe we had to go through that this morning... At least," I look around the room as students start to prepare for class before the teacher came in for the usual morning attendance, "we don't have to meet them every single day." That may seem like a heartless thing to say since I am close friends with Tamaki, but to deal with drama as much as Haruhi has to go through makes me wonder how she could handle all of them so much. The homeroom teacher walks in, saying, "Alright everyone settle down!" Ouran Public is another branch of Ouran Academy that's open mainly to the public. The tuition is still high but it is still considered high class for those that are able to attend.

It's decent. Though the students are a bit more egoistic here, I don't think that's something I can't handle. Gossip and bullying is one of the most common things in school. Though the difference between the private school and the public is very obvious. While all those rich students don't really have much pressure placed upon them, we at this school do. You see when you're able to enter a class such as this that places you on the spot to achieve great things, such things are expected from parents who have extremely high expectations from us to do better than those at the academy. If you're even once caught failing a subject you're either suspended or expelled.

*There's no way anyone would even want to go to that school...*

That causes everyone to feel pressured. It doesn't really bother me. Maintaining my grades is all I care about. Trying to achieve for the top is nearly impossible. I know for a fact that no matter I was shown how high the standards this school has; nothing comes out of it once you graduate. You can find a few good colleges but you'll never get the special treatment you'd expect to get. "Haruka Miokami?" Simply raised my hands and go back to fixing my desk. 'I wonder what Kyoya is doing,' I thought to myself as I turn my attention to the window.

+Afternoon+

-Normal-

||Ouran Academy||

Instead of taking notes or writing down on his black notebook, Kyoya finds himself staring at the large glass window that showed a perfect view of the morning blue sky. Ever since this morning at the train station, his mind could stop replaying the image of Haruka no matter how many times he tried to block it. Then there were times when he recalled the time when they first met. "Kyoya? Classes are over." Tamaki appears right in front of his desk. Just as he said, classes were already done and some of the students were already socializing with one another. "It seems so..."

As he starts packing his school bag, Tamaki leans against the chair behind him and stares at the window. "You know even now I still don't get it." Kyoya stayed silent at first but finally spoke up, "What's there not to get?" "You two had no reason to pull the engagement and then out of nowhere you forced your dad to break it off. I never thought it would actually be you to end things just like that, especially with the numerous possibilities you listed to me about her being your shot at success." What Tamaki didn't know was that his own words stung Kyoya. He honestly didn't think much on his choice of words at the time.

But he couldn't blame his best friend for thinking it was him that ending the engagement, especially with how little they interacted the way a 'couple' should in the first place. "So what now?" Tamaki bluntly asks. Truthfully, Kyoya had no further plans at all from where he is at the moment. As he moves to silently leave the classroom and head to the club, Tamaki grabs him by the wrist. "Kyoya! I need a straight answer from you," he glares as he asks, "did she mean anything to you at all?" Another question that he couldn't answer. "She-"

-Back to Me-

||Ouran Public||

Having my hair down like this for so long has been a bother the moment I stepped out of that house. As my fingers continued to brush over the metal strings of my violin, the feeling of the vibrations on my cheek each time I smoothly move the bow from side to side, my body would eventually move on instinct as well. Whenever I play the violin, it's like the music itself was dancing all around my body. It felt so calming and yet exciting at the same time. Although many violinists have found it difficult to smile as they put all their focus on the music they play, it was never really that much of a problem for me.

I never even realized that I was smiling at all until someone pointed out out to me during practice. The only part I hate the most when playing is the ending. I always wished I can play the violin forever with a song that never ends. But there's always and ending to everything. With the finaly note being played the loudest, I pant and finally opened my eyes. "Amazing! I see you haven't lost your touch, Haruka!" I turn to see Naomi smiling brightly and clapping her hands while Yuki stands at her side with an astonished look in her eyes. "It's not like one can easily forget something they've learned from such a young age," I chuckle as I went over to the violin case.

While I carefully closed it the case, Yuki walks over to me and states, "I never knew you could play the violin senpai." "If you're implying that all I'm ever good at is studying," I flick her forehead without looking, "then you really should pay more attention to the hobbies of your friends." She pouts as Naomi-senpai bursts out laughing. "Should we go now? I don't think Tamaki will like it if we're late." Yuki rolls her eyes and gives out a loud groan, "Do we have to...!?" I know she appreciates their attempts on trying to educate her on how to become a proper lady, but the idea of meeting the twins is the main reason why her progress is rather... slow.

I hold the case and adjust my glasses, smiling at the two. "Let's be off now." "Yay!" Naomi-senpai cheers. Yuki instantly dead pans, "Naomi-senpai... You just want to see Mori-senpai." Her face instantly turns red. I just smile as Yuki groans at how love struck the older teen was. "Why don't you just ask him out already?" We both watch as the girl tenses, suddenly going quiet and turns so her back was facing us. "I do find it strange with how infatuated you are with Mori-" She slams her hand over my mouth. When she pulls away, I stood there in a daze while Yuki jaw drops at what she just witnessed.

"N-Naomi-senpai!?" Yuki nervously stammers. I couldn't say a word as the slightest mouth movement caused my face to throb. 'I never knew such a petite girl like senpai could be that strong...' "I want you both to listen up!" For some odd reason, her tone of voice caused up to stand straight in response. "Takashi and I are just friends! It would be awkward to date someone you've known for 10 years! If we do, it's like nothing's changed at all!"

*A very inspiring speech*

"How is that inspiring!?"
"Yuki, you can't talk to the dialogue text."
"..."

"Anyway," she huffs and grabs out hands again, "we need to start today's training!" As Naomi-senpai drags us, I did notice something was off with the third year senior. It's like the happy aura around her has dimmed down.

||Music Room - Host Club||

"This is a simple task that I'm sure you can do!" Tamaki blurts out the moment we stepped into the clib room. She tils her head, confused as she questions the boy, "And that might be..?" "I should have thought of this before! Instead of teaching you how to move like a lady-" Tamaki dramatically poses, accompanied with a spotlight and rose petals and finishes, "You need to speak like one!" Yuki stood there in absolute silence. As much as I love Tamaki, I do wish he''d at least look serious when he's trying too hard to be. "Nope!" Naomi-senpai and I grabbed her before she had the chance to run.

"No! I won't go through those stupid talking lessons again!" She continues to flail her arms around as we lift her up. "Yuki if you'd stop struggling we'd make progress already!" Naomi-senpai cries out, frustrated at the girl's resistance. I finally let go when I saw Morinozuka-senpai approach Yuki from behind. I flinch when I saw him easily lift the girls up in the air, terrifying them both and hugged one another in fear. A sigh escaped my lips as I brought a hand over my forehead. I let out a gasp when I felt a sudden pair on hands on my shoulders and was pushed down forcefully onto a sofa chair.

"Still have trouble sleeping?" It was Kyoya. Of course he would notice, we did see each other for quite a while. I rolled my eyes, muttering, "You know me so well..." "Actually I do," he answers on the spot. I never expected to get a response that fast. "Strange... If I recall correctly, you mentioned it was pointless to learn about one another when we first met." Kyoya was so reserved. All I could do to understand him is by watching his actions and picking at his words to figure out what he actually meant. 'He didn't seem the slight interested in me from what I saw,' I thought bitterly as ran a nervous hand through my hair.

Talking so casually was something I know Kyoya would never to so freely unless there's business involved. "How's you family's company." Ah, there it is. "They still exist it that's what you're wondering," I spat, trying my best to control this growing anger as I add, "We may not be as big as we used to, but that will change once I take over." I heard a small laugh from above my head. "Wh-What's so funny!?" I tilt my head back to see him covering his mouth to hide his smile, but the amused look in his eyes is what gave it away.

"I have a proposition for you, Miokami-san."

Every nerve in me told me not to listen to what he has to say. I shouldn't have. But I did.

"And what might that be, Ootori-san?"

I just made a deal with the devil.


I'm just slamming my head on my keyboard right now... How could 4,000 words take me so long to write!? Stupid. College. Life