Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

Author's Note: I don't know if I want to continue this story. It seems like no likes it! Well, here's chapter nine.

Many thanks to lovely Of Kings and Queens for the great beta-ing!

words- flashback


Golden Horizon

"Mommy! Try to get me, mommy!", the child giggled. His little feet ran up and down the hall, eager to be caught. His dark brown almost raven hair shined in the light. His mother laughed. Oh, how much she loved her son! She playfully chased after the energetic boy. The woman was clearly beautiful, her eyes brightened at the mere sight of her child.

"I'm going get you!', she mockingly yelled. Her long hair flowing in the breeze as she ran to catch her son. Finally, the woman had managed to catch her son, it was great exercise!

Picking him up and kissing him on the cheek she took him to the kitchen to get him some juice.

"Mommy that was fun! Lets do it again!" the child's eyes sparkled in delight. His chubby little hands wrapped around his mom's neck as she poured some juice for him.

"It was, wasn't it, sweet heart?", she replied. She then sat the child on the counter and watched as he drunk his juice. He nodded eagerly. It was great to have times like this…


"Kyoya?", he heard Tamaki question him.

Looking at the other boy he said, "What? I wasn't paying attention.." He had been lost in his thoughts again.

"I asked if you had eaten anything today."

"Oh..no."

"Aren't you hungry? It must be hard going a day without food, I know I cant.", Kaoru quietly stated. Tamaki smiled but turned his gaze on his friends. They really were nice people.

"I..I don't get hungry.", came Kyoya faint response. He got up out of Tamaki's embrace, reluctantly. He grabbed his bag from the table hearing the distant ring.

He flipped the phone open and pressed a button.

"F-.."

"Where are you?" Kyoya licked his lips. The last thing he needed right now was his father calling him just to scream at him.

"I'm at school. I stayed after, I told you-."

"No you didn't. You always lie, you're nothing but a liar! Now get home."

"Father, my feet hurt and it's going to at least take me-", Kyoya tried to explain he felt a lump in his throat. He walked to the door but was stopped by a hand to his wrist. He looked up and saw Tamaki shake his head. He wanted to hear the conversation?

"I don't give a DAMN how long it's going to take you to walk your sorry ass home.", his voice raised. You could hear his Yoshio's voice from the other side of the room.

"I-.."

"What do you have to say? Just spit it out."

"Nothing, I'm sorry."

"I expect you home in 20 minutes or else no food tonight."

"Yes, Father, I understand."

"You better, you whore." He spat out the last part. He must really not care who heard him talk to his son that way.

Click!

It only took Kyoya about a few seconds to hang up.

"Kyoya, where are you going? I don't see-."

"I'm walking home." He said under his breathe.

"Do-."

"Tamaki, if I don't get home right now, there will be consequences. Do you understand? So this little side conversation needs to end. I'll see you tomorrow. Make sure you bring the costumes." Kyoya's voice was beyond cold but there was a faint hint of panic. Tamaki had noticed. He finished getting his things and stormed out.

"Do you want a ride?" Tamaki was desperate to keep Kyoya safe.

"..No." Kyoya took one last glance at Tamaki and walked out the door.


Walking out of the school was a big mistake. Immediately after placing one tired foot on the ground, it rained.

He cursed mentally. He acted like a fool today! It was embarrassing enough to sit there and cry for an hour straight. If the brunette had his way, he'd never show his face in that school again.

What scared him the most was Eiji, he knew it wasn't the last time he would see that creep again. That sad thing was, Eiji was ranked 3 in his year. Someone with that kind of intelligence as well as grades, shouldn't be so perverted. On the other hand, he felt so dirty letting Tamaki comfort him. He didn't deserve such kind gestures.

He also knew he didn't deserve to be walking right now, if anything he should be dead. He treated his friends with such maliciousness that he wasn't sure who he was. Guilt set in about a mile within his walk. Tears sprung from his eyes mixed with rain, he couldn't see where he was going.

A cloud of anguish washed over him.


"Well, what are we going to do about Kyoya-kun?" , Honey was the first to speak after the boy left.

"What can we do? He doesn't want my help..", Tamaki stated.

"Maybe we can, just monitor him? I mean its worth a shot..", Haruhi sat up thoughtfully. She wanted to help but the way Kyoya was acting made it difficult.

"That doesn't work, I've been doing that for months.", Tamaki dismissed the idea. He had never seen someone become so hysterical. It scared him that it the boy could possibly be crying like that all the time and he just never knew.

"I don't think Kyoya should be walking by himself, it just started to rain. He could get sick.", Hikaru said after he walked from the back of the room.

Tamaki sighed and ran a hand through his blonde locks.

"Haruhi, may I borrow your umbrella?" The girl nodded and walked over to get it. She smiled at the blonde.

"You're a good person Tamaki."

"Thank you. Are you guys leaving early?"

"No, we'll just clean up, we have at least another hour before our ride supposed to be here.", Karou said.

"Yeah, us too! Besides it's raining and I don't want to get wet!", Honey chimed in with a smile on his face. Tamaki smiled back.

"Thank you all. I knew it was hard to keep quiet, especially you two.", he looked at the twins then turned around.. "I'm going to go look for Kyoya, I'll see you all tomorrow!"

Haruhi, who just walked right from the back had her coat on.

"Wait! I'm coming with you, sempai." She hurriedly said bye to the other four and left out the door with Tamaki.

Tamaki who was in the hall, waited.

"Thanks, you didn't have to."

"No that's okay, I got to go home anyway."

"I really hope he's not walking in the rain, he should at least wait until it stops." Tamaki shook his head.

"I don't think it was a good idea to let him walk away like that. It's weird he seems so.. fragile."

"I know.", was the only answer Haruhi got.

"Tamaki-sempai, tell me, has he always been that way?"

"Kyoya is a very complex person, Haruhi. He's never like this unless something is really wrong. I mean it has to be something his father's doing. There's no other possible explanation."

" You like Kyoya-sempai, don't you?" Tamaki eyes widened.

He blushed "Is it that noticeable?"

"Yeah. I mean you have to be really clueless to not see it.", she teased.

"Your very observant, aren't you?", he said absentmindedly. He pushed open the door and let her walk out first, all the while holding the umbrella up.

She laughed, "Yeah, I guess I am."

They walked in silence looking for their friend.


The boy tripped over a branch, instantly falling over. He was useless without his glasses. It just made him wonder, how he got through the day. Landing on his hands he noticed he skinned his knees, like a little kid. The rain started to down pour. Kyoya was fully drenched head to toe, what made it worse was he was shivering.. The wind picked up. He slowly got to his feet, warily wiping the rain out of his eyes.

He was so exhausted from his little 'breakdown' and the tea only made him sleepier. Kyoya Ootori ignored the wave of pain he felt from his ankle and kept walking.

He ignored the faint , "Kyoya!"

The last thing he wanted was help.

The two students and members of the Host Club looked for their friend. They walked for about twenty minutes until they saw a figure in the distance walking.

The rain pounded the ground harder than ever before, rushing they ran down the small street.

"Kyoya!", they screamed in vain to get his attention. Their shoes became wet from stepping in puddles.

"Dammit Kyoya, turn around! I know you hear me!", Tamaki screamed. It was raining, no pouring and all the boy wanted to ignore him. Especially after running after him with an umbrella. He stared incredulously at the boy behind him.

Haruhi and he stopped abruptly when the other turned around. There was silence as the two under the umbrella looked at the one who wasn't.

"What do you want?" He was beyond mortified at that point. He felt like some damsel in distress.

"To take you home. It's pouring!"

Kyoya looked at them, rolled his eyes and started walking again.

"You'll catch a cold!"

"I know it's pouring, you idiot! I'll take myself home."

"No. You don't! Stop being so damn fussy and come over here.", the blonde barked. Now was not the time for another one of the boy's episodes. Haruhi put a hand on Tamaki's shoulder, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

"Please?" , he said a bit softer.

"No."

"Kyoya-sempai please. It's raining, it's cold and we're already half way to your home. We have an umbrella and your shaking, so please?", Haruhi raised her voice just a bit. They were both tired and cold, even with their jackets on.

"…" Kyoya sighed and walked over to them and got under the umbrella, relunctantly.

Tamaki at this point really wanted to hit Yoshio. It was all his fault they were out in the rain, tired, and cold.

"I don't know how father will react to you two coming over. He does not like when people come over unannounced."

"Well, he's just going to have to deal with it.", Tamaki took the umbrella from Haruhi since he was in the middle.

So the three walked in silence, until they made it to the smaller boys house.


Kyoya opened the door to the Ootori mansion and quietly took his shoes off, Haruhi and Tamaki did the same. The two took off their coats afterwards. He silently led his friends to his quarters, Haruhi, never being there before looked in awe at his mansion but said nothing.

He opened the door to his living room and the two followed.

Kyoya, lost in thought, began to walk to his room.

"If you'll excuse me, I have to change out of these clothes. I think there's some cookies, you can help yourself to.", He mumbled.

He wiped his eyes and said nothing more. His head was down the whole way home. He couldn't shake Eiji's face from his mind. The boy would never forget what he did today in the bathroom.

Closing the door to his room, he walked over to the closet and put on some loose fitting clothes. He didn't want to keep the other two waiting. He finally decided on some old dress pants and green button down shirt. After dressing again, he walked to his bathroom grabbed two towels. Maybe he could make amends with Tamaki and Haruhi.

Walking out of the room he saw his friends as they sat comfortably on the couch waiting for him, eating cookies.

"Here. I'm sorry for my, um, actions today. They were inappropriate and unnecessary. Thank you for the company, I appreciate it greatly.", Kyoya whispered. The poor boy just couldn't stop replaying what Eiji had said.

Tamaki smiled, "Thank you, Kyoya.", he took the towel and patted his damp hair, even though it wasn't dripping.

"It's okay, Kyoya-sempai. I understand.", Haruhi nodded. She took the towel and wiped her face some.

He nodded to himself and walked to the kitchen.

"Did you want anything else to drink or eat?", he asked politely.

"No, we're fine.", Tamaki replied. Kyoya turned, opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. He felt dizzy...

Putting the bottle down on the nearby counter, and opened the drawer. He pulled out a bottle of aspirin, and took two out.

He needed something, his head was pounding. If he was to entertain his guests he needed some medicine. The shadow king wondered where his father was, probably lurking in the shadows somewhere. Sighing he popped the pills into his mouth and followed that with some water.

The girl on the couch looked from a distance at her once level-headed friend. Never would she imagine the kind of things he went through. She often wondered what had caused the brunette to be so cold to people, could this be it? Even though she only knew the boy for a little over 3 months, she felt nothing but sympathy. The 1st year remembered she had a friend in her old school that went through the same thing. Just looking at Kyoya brought tears to her eyes, hoping that he would just except the help that the blonde was offering. It made shivers shoot down her spine at what life must really be like for him. His quarters seemed so..cold. She had hoped it was just because of the rain.

"Do you have a headache, Kyoya?", the blonde asked softly. All he really wanted was to hold the boy right in front of him, and nothing more.

"Yes.", the words coming from his mouth were almost inaudible. The blonde worried, walked up to the boy and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Maybe you should eat something. You said you haven't ate today."

"No, I'm fine.", Kyoya brushed his shoulder off and opened his bag. Pulling out his laptop and some papers he turned to Tamaki and placed them in his hands.

"Put this on the table for me please?", he asked sweetly.

This change of character alone made Haruhi fidget uncomfortably. She started doubting that besides his father there was some other deep rooted problem. Just twenty minutes ago, he was quiet and sad. Now, he was being polite and nice. Something bug her in the back of mind, but she brushed off. The last thing she needed was to hear the Shadow King snap.

Tamaki smiled and obediently gently laid it on the coffee table. He wanted to get back in Kyoya's good graces.

He quietly got out of the room to call his driver.

The blonde had made the mistake to leave the two in the room by themselves.

"You're house is nice, Kyoya-sempai."

"Thank you."

Then there was an uneasy tension that filled the room. She could feel the tension and restraint the boy was currently battling. It was clearly written on his face but it soon changed to a more cold look once he noticed she was looking at him.

"So Kyoya, how was your day?", she knew it was a dumb question but no one was talking.

"Just wonderful!", Kyoya exclaimed sarcastically. He rolled his eyes but said nothing else. The pounding in his head just increased.

Tamaki walked back into the room and smiled charmingly.

"Well, Kyoya, I'm afraid my ride is here. It's time for us to go.", The blonde really couldn't take another episode from the ugly side Kyoya was currently sporting.

There was only so much he could take in one day! He really cared for Kyoya but before he could help the boy, he had to get himself in line. It was pretty hard considering the change of character Kyoya kept doing. Just thinking about it made his head spin. He had to get out of there.

Haruhi got up, thanked Kyoya for his hospitality, grabbed her coat and with a quick goodbye she was out of there.

The taller of the two, felt a pang to his heart as he got into the limo. His heart was breaking, his love was in serious denial and needed help. Sighing he started a conversation with his female companion even though he barely heard a word she said. All he could hear where the sobs of the broken boy, his sobs grew louder and louder in his mind. He could barely think straight. What hurt the most was when Kyoya's demeanor changed from depressed to cold. How he put his walls up as soon as they came down! This kind of behavior made Tamaki question just what else the boy was hiding.

He couldn't shake the image from his mind.

Kyoya sat back down on the couch and cried.


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