A/N: Hi everyone! Here's the next chapter :)

P.S. - I would really appreciate it if you do notice that I accidentally write "she" instead of "he" for Haruhi, you tell me because I too am used to thinking of Haruhi as always a girl in everything I read about OHSHC.

= I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, Bisco Hatori does. I only own this plot and my OC's Seana and Kota. =

Chapter 4:

~Kyoya's Pov ~

I was waiting for less than five minutes probably before I heard the door opened again. I sighed in relief, knowing that one of the fan girls couldn't sneak in now to see me sitting here without a shirt. I stopped leaning on the counter and turned to grab the shirt from my master. "Thanks, Mast-" It wasn't my master standing there, but Tamaki.

"Who?" he asked me, a smile on his face, but his eyes skeptical.

"No one important," I nervously laughed, "What are you doing in here, anyway?"

His eyes lit up at the question and his grin widened, "I have to have a reason to check up on you after you're injured because of that girl? I mean ser-"

I interrupted him quickly, "Wait, how was your knocking into me the girl's fault?"

He scoffed, "How is it my fault? You were there! You saw how she was flirting with me! Then the twins had to go and attack me with insult and I turned around to defend myself! How can you blame me, Mommy?"

I deadpanned at the first part, but that nickname really got me. I sighed, "Just watch where you're going next time, okay?"

"Yay! You forgive me!" He glomped me and rubbed his face against mine. Honestly, his hug hurt with me being injured, but I didn't know how to tell him without him going into his 'corner of woe'. He, on his own, eventually loosened his arms around my waist and backed up only to grab my face and roughly kissed me. He surprised me enough that I was pushed back with his momentum and slammed my lower back into the corner of the sink, I gasped in pain and he took that as an invitation to stick his tongue in my mouth. I kissed him back and I could him press his body to mine, and in turn, his erection. He lifted me on the counter and stepped between my legs. I felt his hands slip down my chest and I closed my eyes and all I could see was a beautifully handsome boy with chocolate-brown eyes and brown hair... Wait! Stop it! I like Tamaki; I'm with Tamaki, not him. I snapped my eyes open as I felt Tamaki move from my lips to my neck and I let out a groan.

I turned my neck to give him better access and through hooded eyes, I saw Haruhi enter the room without a sound and I let out an involuntary groan as Tamaki sucked on my collar-bone. Haruhi whipped his head around and our eyes met. He looked from me, to Tamaki, back to me and frowned. He raised the white shirt in his hands and waved it back and forth, as if saying 'Here you go!'. He set the shirt in front of the door and got ready to leave, but I saw as a smirk crossed his face and he took off his sweatshirt and laid it down too before opening the door wider only to slam it close loudly behind him. I could hear his chuckle as he walked away.

Tamaki quickly pulled away from me and looked behind him to see what all the racket was only to, of course, not find anyone. I was feeling a little awkward knowing that my master saw that and I cleared my throat. "I should probably get dressed and you should probably get back to the guests."

"Oh! I forgot about the girls! Anastasia and Amelia are probably worried sick! And Robin too! And-"

"I get it, you have a lot of customers," I said, getting a little irritated, though I sounded calm and cool as always.

He smiled, not getting it as always, and walked over to the door to grab the clothes off the floor. He brought them over to me and I started to put on the shirt when Tamaki picked up the hoodie and examined it, "Where did this come from? It looks familiar..."

I snatched it from his grasp with a small blush that the oblivious Tamaki didn't see and put it on too. "Mas-Haruhi brought it with the shirt."

"Is Haruhi the cute girl?" He asked excitedly. Too excitedly in my opinion, but I have nothing to be jealous of. Right?

I nodded once, not trusting myself not to spout the truth. He then ran off out of the room, much to my relief, and I exited a minute or two later, snuggling into the warmth of the sweatshirt. I saw the club running smoothly and thanked kami that it was. I looked around for my master to explain everything and quickly found him on my couch with the twins poking him, trying to irritate him, but one of them looked to be lost in thought while doing it. Master was doing something with my computer and kept looking around at the hosts and guests, ignoring the twins. I looked around for the twins' guests, but they must have been done for the day. I pushed my glasses up to the bridge of my nose before starting over to them. I was stopped many times though by girls wanting to know when the next issues of the hosts' picture books were going to come out. With my host smile, I always answered, "After the next event we have, my dear."

Once they finally left me alone, I got to sit down across from my master and the twins and watched as he continued to type. I cleared my throat and he finally looked at me. His eyes softened at little when our eyes met. Suddenly, his hands shot out and grab the twins' hands that were poking him simultaneously. He looked at them both before turning to the one that didn't look distracted, "Hikaru? Can you guys switch with Kyoya?"

Hikaru widened his eyes, "How do you know that I'm not Kaoru?"

The other one just sighed as he stood up, "Just do it, brother."

Hikaru was even more shocked, but complied and I moved to sit next to my master.

He leaned over to me and whispered, "You might not think I noticed that I didn't revoke your glasses when we were in the bathroom, but I had other worries at that moment. You can either hand them to me now and only be questioned by the twins, or I can embarrass you by doing it loudly when you try to shield your eyes from me again. Choose wisely."

My eyes flicked to the twins, who were staring at us quizzically, back to Haruhi. He's bluffing, he is so bluffing.

I whispered back with a grin, "I'll take my chances."

He looked at me weirdly before shrugging his shoulders. He handed me the computer before leaning back and closing his eyes. I looked it over to see a chart with today's profits from each host on it. How did he get access to my computer, anyway? Everything looked correct. I was honestly in shock for a minute by how well everything was put together in presentation form. By the time I looked up from the computer, Tamaki was rushing the girls out before the door closed softly and Haruhi appeared to have dozed off. The twins sat back down on the other couch while Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai sat next to them. I didn't even realize that the twins went anywhere; I must really be into this work. Tamaki stood in front of us and he was the first to speak.

"Okay, how much money did we get today, Kyoya?" Tamaki turned to me as we all deadpanned.

"Boss, Kyoya wasn't here for like 3/4 of the club day, how would he know?" The twins rattled off together. Tamaki ran off to his corner to weep and grow his mushrooms as he was being corrected.

"The twins' profit decreased 1% while Tamaki's increased by 4%." I stated matter-of-factly as I looked at Haruhi's work, subconsciously moving my glasses back in place after leaning down.

All of a sudden, Tamaki was back in place and was jumping around happily. I could actually feel the vibration of the jumping on such an expensive floor, so my master must have been able to. He stirred and moved to rest his head on my shoulder, suspiciously close to my ear. It was only suspicious to me, of course. Everyone gasped except Mori-senpai, probably realizing that they forgot Master was still here while Tamaki didn't even know who he was. I raised my hand in a gesture of 'carry on' before returning to my work.

Tamaki did just that and only then did I feel Haruhi's hot breath on my neck as he whispered to me four words, "Hand me the glasses." For some reason, I felt compelled to listen to him and automatically handed them over. I mentally cursed myself for given in so easily but just the way he commanded me, his hot breath tickling the hairs on my neck... I wonder what that breath could do for me other places. I instantly blushed when I realized I was getting turned on by my train of thought. The hosts got quiet, staring at my master as he stuck the glasses on the neck of his dress and turned to them.

"Who are you?" Tamaki asked in confusion and what sounded like admiration.

Master looked at me and gave me a smile before turning back to Tamaki, "I'm a new host, didn't Kyoya tell you?" We all stared at him before everyone turned to me and started throwing questions at me.

"Where did you meet him?"

"Why do we need another host? Why him?"

"What's his name?"

"Why did you give your glasses to him, Kyo-chan?"

"What happened to the cute girl?"

Everyone stopped and turned to Tamaki, who asked the last question. Then we heard a little chuckle that slowly turned into a full-blown laugh. We then all turned to my master who was just about laughing his ass off. His laugh is the perfect mixture of cute and sexy at the same time... Ugh! Brain, stop it! I really need to stop thinking about him this way, I have Tamaki. Haruhi is just my friend that I'm contracted to listen to. You keep telling yourself that buddy.

"Tamaki, I'm the 'cute' girl you keep insisting on seeing again," Master said, finally catching his breath. Tamaki was being dramatic and turned to stone and blew off with the wind. Then suddenly he was back and was asking a million questions, similar to what I was doing earlier. But what he did differently was running all over the place, which was getting on everyone's nerves, even Mori-senpai's. I was just about to yell at him when Haruhi stood up.

"Tamaki! Sit. Down," He seethed.

"B-but you didn't answer my questions..."

"That's because you don't need to know who I am. My name is Haruhi Fujioka and that's all I'll give you. You're irritating and an idiot, Tamaki, so I'd be happy if you don't even come 10 feet near me."

We all heard a 'ding!' coming from my master's direction and saw him take out his phone and read what probably was a text. He then stood and went to the bathroom, probably to grab his things before coming back and stood behind the twins', Mori-senpai's and Hunny-senpai's couch. He nodded towards Hunny and Mori in-which Hunny responded with a hug and Mori actually smiled and nodded back. He then turned to me and raised an eyebrow before asking me what I hope he would have asked in private, "Are you coming over today, Kyoya? You can refuse if you're too hurt." He was smirking but I could see in his eyes that he was trying to be sincere.

I shook my head and he nodded before walking by and ruffling one of the twin's hair and the twin blushed. He had his hair parted to the right before Haruhi messed it up; now it was just sticking up all over. When did they get so close in such little time? And why would he ruffle the twin's hair and not mine? Wait... am I really getting jealous that he touched someone else's hair? We all watched as he left, turning to each other in silence, not knowing what to say...

~ Haruhi's Pov ~

I closed the door behind me and as soon as I heard the click!, I fist-pumped the air. I'd say this day went sour at first, but I think we're all leaving happy. I ran for my car and jumped in to drive home. I was probably a 20 minute drive, so I had a little time to think before I got home I came to a red light and began to think about Kyoya.

I wish Kyoya had said yes to coming over, but I didn't want to push it today. I wouldn't be able to control myself after what I saw transpired between Kyoya and Tamaki anyway. He was being way too rough with Kyoya and I couldn't stand to see it without wanting to pull Tamaki away from him. I want to be the only one Kyoya wants to be with, but that's not going to happen until I find a way to get him away from Tamaki. I saw his wrists had slowly darkening bruises on them earlier.

This was strike one that I've witnessed. If this comes to three strikes, I will approach this matter in the most rational way I can. I will nicely tell Kyoya that he can no longer see Tamaki and that will be that.

The light turned green and I drove on to my house in silence. I was greeted by Seana, who I was still unhappy with and she must have sense it because she wouldn't meet my eye at all as I handed the keys to her and she parked the car in the garage. I walked in and went to the living room to throw down my bag. "Oh Kota...!" I called for him, but to my surprise, Kota wasn't the one who came around the corner.

"Haruhi! Glad to see you home, though you're later than I expected you to be... did you suddenly get taken in a white van and hauled off to sold into this sick market that cuts off your limbs but you managed to escape with your awesome warrior skills?" He was suddenly picking me up in a hug and swinging me around the room.

"I'm fine dad, sheesh. That would never happen anyway, they would have to get their hands on me first," I smiled at him in confidence. He finally set me down and set his hands down on my shoulders, looking serious.

"I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I ever lost you, son."

I nodded. "I know, dad. I wouldn't know what to do without you, either." At that, I saw him crying with a river of tears. I laughed at his silliness and after we both calmed down, I talked about my day. I told him all the important stuff about when school starts and ends and what courses I needed to take to graduate. I started to tell him about the club when Kota walked in, drying his hair with a towel. He must have been in the shower and that's why I couldn't find him. He smiled when he was done and leaned over the back of the couch to hug my shoulders from behind.

"How was your day?" He whispered in my ear.

"It was good for a not-technically first day," I shrugged.

"Yeah, Haruhi here was just going to tell me about this club he joined with six gorgeous guys," Dad sighed dreamily.

"Oh, Haru," Kota jumped over the back of the couched and landed softly next to me. He did this hand movement in a 'go on, I'm waiting' way with his eyes wide, staring at me, before sticking his hand under his head to lean on in an innocent manner. He continued with a grin once he was settled, "How could you ever think of leaving me out of this conversation."

We all laughed for a couple of minutes before I starting explaining the club to them, "Pretty much we're just a couple of guys who entertain girls for a couple of hours after school."

"You're making that sound way dirtier than it probably is... right? Please tell me I'm right," Kota started to panic, which made me laugh, not used to calm, collected Kota freaking out over something so trivial.

"Hmm... Am I, Kota? That's something you'll have to find out on your own," I whispered, our faces inches away from each other. I suddenly backed off and grinned at him, turning to my dad, missing the small blush on Kota's face.

"Most of the boys seem fun at least, there's this pair of twins who can't be told apart. Well, except by me. It's just so easy for me since I know that not everything is what meets the eye," I pointedly looking at my dad, knowing he would understand it the most. "Then there's these two senpai's that are old friends of Kota's, actually."

He looked confused before getting this 'Ah ha!' face before returning to confused. "Who? Someone we met in America?"

"No, some people you told me about years ago. Does the names Haninozuka and Morinozuka sound familiar?" I smiled when his face lit up in surprise and happiness. Everyone thinks he's such a bad kid when they look at him and just write him off as a delinquent. No one considers him as a real person, not even his own family. Dad and I were more of a family to him than his blood relatives and that's why we agreed that he could live with us even though I'm safe from immediately harm.

"You have to let me meet them again, Haruhi. Please?" Kota turned on the puppy eyes that he knew I couldn't resist.

"Can't you just wait a while? I've barely met them or any of the other members other than Kyoya."

Kota nodded, a little dejected. Dad looked between the two of us before speaking, "What about the other two cuties?!"

We all laughed. "You both know who Kyoya is, of course. The oth-" I was interrupted by Kota, who was rolling his eyes.

"Where is pretty boy, anyway? I thought that you wanted him to come over every day and all this jazz," he smirked.

"He ended up getting injured today because of me, so I told him he could go home and rest, okay?" I crossed my arms, annoyed and blew my hair out of my eyes.

"How did he get injured? I'm sure it wasn't your fault anyway, son," Dad answered sympathetically and Kota nodded in agreement, losing his smirk.

"Well, I wanted to shock Kyoya today and it was this one's," I knocked my leg lightly into Kota's,"bright idea to dress as a girl. Well, the guys definitely thought I was a girl and the club member I didn't get to mention yet, who is Kyoya's partner or boyfriend or whatever, liked my look a little too much and the twins insulted him. He felt that he should whip around and send a verbal attack back at them, but Kyoya was right behind him, ready to tell him to stop flirting with me. The guy, Tamaki is his name by the way, bumped into him, and made Kyoya fall onto a glass vase."

They gasped as I continued my story until I got home here. "So," I breathed, "I don't know what to do about Tamaki and Kyoya's situation. Kyoya seems to like him a lot, but I know I'm not going to let this experimenting between the two go on if Kyoya's leaving with bruises. No one should have to be subjected to that."

"We totally agree with you, Haruhi, and we support whatever decision you make with this problem. I know you won't admit it now, but you care for that boy and the only reason you did this whole 'puppy' thing was so he would have a reason to stay, some tie to you. If the situation gets out of hand enough that you step in, just do me a favor and make sure that whatever you do, neither us gets call to the principal's office because you hurt a kid," Dad winked at me and I laughed. He messed up my hair as he walked out of the room to either work on company stuff or getting ready to go out to the okama bar. This left Kota and I alone to relax and talk about his life.

"What happened on your visit to your family that made you come home so early?" I asked. His answer was him tapping his hand on his thigh twice. I knew exactly what he wanted, but I had to decide if i was going to give him that satisfaction or not.

I decided I would this time, and put one of my feet on his lap. He smiled and started to massage my foot. For some reason, he likes to be doing something with his hands whenever he tells me anything stressful. "Kevin decided that I'm 20 now, so that means I should get married so he 'doesn't have to seem my ugly face again', his words of course," Kota sighed. Kevin was Kota's father who loved his daughters Jessi and Kayli dearly, but wasn't too fond of his only son. He probably just didn't like the fact that Kota actually had a brain and could think for himself. His daughters, though beautiful, lacked the brains to get into any college or high school without a pay-off from daddy dearest. His mother was a very weak woman who was the 'seen, not heard' type, which is why his father loved her.

"I can understand why you left now," I left it at that and we moved on from the depressing subjects of our lives and watched a movie. Kota continued to massage my feet until we both fell asleep sitting there, content to just be in each other's presence.

The next day...

I woke up to the sound of something falling to the ground. Ugh, who could it be now?! I opened my eyes and groaned as I stretched. I looked on the floor to see what fell, which I discovered to be my phone. I picked it up and set it on the coffee table and looked across from me to see Kota still sleeping. Instead of sleeping up straight like I last saw him, he must off slouched over sometime in his sleep and was almost lying on between my calves and the back of the couch with one of his arms around my legs in a half hug. I could feel his breath tickling the hairs on my leg and hesitantly reached out my hand to brush his bangs aside gently. I sighed contently. He's so innocent like this.

I looked out the window to see it was still dark out and it was raining hard. All of a sudden, I heard a loud knock at the door and I tried to quickly, but gently not to wake Kota, get up and answer it.

"Hello..?" I opened the door, my voice still sounding groggy.

"Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry... I'll just leave you to your sleep then and I'll talk to you later or something." Kyoya turned around and started to walk away, but I noticed he sounded different. I'm not sure if I should ask him if there's something wrong or not...

"Okay, if you would rather do tha-" Just then, I heard a muffled sniffle, "Wait, are you crying, Kyoya?"

"C-can," He broke out into a small sob, "Can I just come in and hang out? Please?" I would never expect Kyoya Ootori to say please, much less mean it. He turned around with tears running down his face and I ran down the steps to him. He embraced me tightly and cried his eyes out. I pet his hair softly, not caring if he got my shirt wet. This was about him, not materialistic things.

Once he calm down, he pulled back from me and whipped his eyes. I noticed that he had glasses on even though I remember that I didn't give them back to him, accident or not. He must have a million pairs or something. I also noticed a bruise on his left cheek that was already turning colors. I gently reached up to caress the cheek and he flinched. My eyes softened and I led him inside the door and up to my room.

I sighed, "Are you going to tell me what happened?"

"Do I really have to?"

I chuckled a little at his cuteness, "You decided to run here for a reason, whether it is for comfort or compliance is to be seen."

"Com...compliance?" He stuttered.

"Did you forget my rules already? Rule #3, you tell me anything that's bothering you, even if it's me."

He turned to me before laying his head on my shoulder and I hugged him to my side, silently telling him I was there for him, "It started when-"

A/N: Thank you for reading my story :) Please review what you think of this chapter and who you think gave Kyoya the bruise, it's probably obvious. I should also probably say thank you to everyone who has followed and favorited this story: 966DoraMay, Karnevalfreak59, caijda, disturbedintothenight, lively-loving, misschiyo, morganelove98, Dramione 4eva-luv, OneHellOfANekoDemon85, Pinky-the-Assassin, Rosuka96, lovestruck, pix1095