Chapter 13 Part 2- déjà vu

The Host Club continues their Spring Break weekend in Okinawa. Meanwhile, after finding out the truth about Haruhi, Yuri is confused as to how to approach the situation. Also, Kyouya can't seem to stand the fact that she's ignoring him so he makes amends with her, which she accepts. And what's this? Yuri has never been kissed? Maybe a certain commoner game can change that.

Yuri, tentatively and hesitantly, approached a busy Haruhi. It was dinner time and Haruhi was animatedly entertaining her customers. But before the dark-haired girl could ask what she needed to ask, one of the customers saw her and immediately requested a song. Annoyed and wanting nothing more than to say "No," Yuri sighed and obliged. She wasn't sure how to phrase her question to Haruhi anyway. Besides, she wasn't even sure how to approach the situation.

As she played a medley from a French opera, Yuri's mind was on something else. Haruhi is the ambassador's niece. But how is that possible? She's not even on the list. But then again, she could have been mistaken as a boy. Tamaki-senpai had her original picture changed in the school's database in order to keep her true gender a secret. But how could the team not tell? She is so obviously a girl that I had no second thoughts assuming it when I first met her. What the heck is happening to my team?

"Yuri? Everything okay?"

Tamaki's voice pulled her out of her thoughts and she realized that she had stopped playing. She shook her head.

"Iie, gomenasai senpai." She pinched the bridge of her nose. A migraine was beginning to form. "Do you mind if I take a break? My head hurts."

"Of course my daughter! Wait, you have a headache? Oh no, we must get you to the hospital, quickly! We-"

"Senpai, I'm fine. No need." She stood up from the piano. "A short break is enough."

Tamaki gave her a worried look. "Are you certain?"

"Hai," she replied and before Tamaki could insist on the hospital, she walked over to an empty table.

Ten minutes later, after three glasses of iced tea and a plate of sushi, Yuri was bored. She couldn't talk to Haruhi or any of the Hosts for that matter. They were all busy with their guests. And she was too exhausted to continue playing the piano. All she wanted was to lie down and think. But, in this place, that was highly impossible. She could get no peace here.

She looked around. No one was watching. Swiftly and quietly, she left her table and slipped outside into the open beach. She walked around a bit, her arms crossed at her middle, breathing in the cool, fresh evening air. After long minutes of just wandering around, she walked towards the ocean and sat down a few meters from the water.

What do I do? she asked herself. Ugh! I hate this assignment! I can't believe I have to do this alone! Well, this is what I get for disobeying orders. Why am I so stubborn?

"Ahem."

She looked up. "Kyouya-senpai?"

He looked a little embarrassed. "I… Um… Saw you leave. Tamaki mentioned you had a headache and… Um… I got a little worried… And…" He paused then sighed, heavily and gestured to the spot next to her. "May I?"

Yuri tilted her head. "By all means."

He sat down next to her. Yuri didn't know what to say and apparently, neither did Kyouya. They stayed in silence for the longest of minutes, each avoiding the other's eye, both staring at the ocean. The only sound came from the crash of the waves and the blow of the wind. The cool breeze whipped Yuri's hair and the thin strands grazed her cheeks gently.

"The stars are beautiful tonight," Kyouya finally said.

She looked up. He was right. The sky was filled with thousands of little bright lights. It was indeed very beautiful. She hardly ever looked at them. Living in the city all her life, she never got to see them but even when she did, she never really paid attention to them. Until Kyouya mentioned them.

"Sometimes, when I'm not doing anything," he continued, not taking his eyes off the sky. "I would sit by my window and just look at them."

"Really? Wow, I never thought you would be the type to watch stars, senpai."

He chuckled, amused. "No, I suppose not. But," he looked seriously at her. "I've never shared this with anyone else before. But there's always something about the stars that fascinate me."

She giggled. "Don't worry. My lips are sealed." Smiling, she turned back to watch the sky. "You know, my mom used to tell me that if I lose my way, I should just watch the stars and they'll tell me where I have to go." She watched his face, closely. "I think, that's why you watch the stars, senpai. You get discouraged or you get hindered by something, you look at the stars and you find your way again."

Kyouya started. Her words hit him on the spot. Then, he smiled. She returned it.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," he said.

"It's fine. I'm sorry too."

"You didn't do anything wrong. You were right. You're more than just a damsel-in-distress. You're braver than any other girl I know. Well, except maybe Haruhi."

She blushed and looked away. Her heart… Why was it beating fast? Why couldn't she breathe? Why did he have this effect on her?

Meanwhile, Kyouya was also debating with himself. What was this feeling? This need to take her in his arms and hold her?

For the rest of the night, the two remained underneath the stars, each hoping in his and her heart that they would find their answers.

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The next day…

Yuri was walking along the shore of the beach, enjoying the way the sun felt on her skin, loving the wind's gentle caress on her hair. Really, all she did was mind her own business. That was why when a pair of arms grabbed her waist, she shrieked and instinct, not to mention her kung fu reflexes caused her to elbow that person and tackle him to the ground. It was also to her surprise to see Kaoru groaning at the impact his topless body made on the grainy sand.

"Kaoru? What the heck are you doing?"

She got off him and he gasped for breath.

"Dang Yuri. I knew you were strong but not that strong," he choked out.

Yuri grinned sheepishly and held her hand out to him. "Sorry. Reflex."

Kaoru grinned back before picking her up in his arms, bridal style.

"Kaoru! What on Earth-"

Before she could say or do anything else, the red-head ran towards the ocean and plunged both of them into the cold, salty water. Good thing Yuri held her breathe before she hit the water and when she emerged, sent a bout of water onto Kaoru.

"Are you trying to kill me?" she screeched.

Kaoru grinned. "You looked hot walking around in your cute swimsuit and shirt so I thought you could use a little cooling down."

Yuri raised an eyebrow. "Did you just hit on me, Kaoru?"

He replied by sending another bout of water at her. Yuri narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, it's on now!"

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The green-eyed monster was taking over Kyouya. Yes, he admitted it; he was jealous. He was jealous of Kaoru. He was the jealous of the way the red-head could be calm when he was around Yuri; he was jealous that Kaoru could make her smile in the way that he couldn't. Watching the two play in the water, Kyouya couldn't help but wish that he could be that confident around her. He couldn't help but wish that he could make her smile like she was now.

Kyouya! What in the world is happening to you? This is Yuri you're talking about! Yuri Inoue, one of the most annoying, stubborn, hard-headed, careless, independent, caring, selfless, kind, cute… Where the hell did that come from?

The raven-haired boy shook his head free of thoughts and returned his attention to his black notebook, forcing himself to finish his calculations. However, it didn't help that he could see Kaoru and Yuri from the corner of his eye. And the fact that her melodic laughter could reach his location.

"Kaoru!" Kyouya heard her squeal. "Put me down! This is not necessary!"

SNAP!

Kyouya blinked at the now broken pencil in his hand. When did that happen? Shaking his head, he rummaged through his bag to look for a spare, and all the while trying to ignore Yuri's laughter.

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That night, the hosts and their guests were gathered around a campfire, telling ghost stories while Yuri plucked away at her guitar, inwardly laughing at these so called "scary" stories. She guessed that these girls hardly listened to ghost stories since Yuri, herself, had heard scarier stories than these. Across from her, Haruhi looked equally bored.

"Everyone! Look what I found!" Tamaki came rushing out of nowhere, waving an empty soda bottle.

The other hosts and Yuri sweat dropped. What was so interesting about an empty bottle?

"I decided that to officially end our last night in Okinawa, we must play the commoner game, Truth or Dare with the twist of another commoner game, spin the bottle!" the blonde excitedly announced.

Haruhi jumped up. "Well, this was fun but I'm a little tired. I think I'll go back to-"

"Non-sense Haruhi!" Hikaru pulled the poor brunette back on the log they were sitting on. "You should play. This is after all, your game."

Haruhi groaned, dejectedly. Yuri flashed her a sympathetic smile.

They played the game. Most of the girls chose truth and confessed their already obvious feelings for the hosts. Tamaki was dared to sing, which wasn't much of a dare since he liked to sing anyway. But at least the girls enjoyed it. Hunny was dared to part with his Usa-chan for three rounds and the poor seventeen-year old almost broke down into tears. Haruhi confessed that she still had a teddy bear. After a girl from Yuri's class told the truth that she liked reading shojo mangas, she spun the bottle and it landed on Yuri.

"Truth or dare, Inoue-san?" she asked.

Yuri looked up from her guitar. "Oh, I wasn't playing."

"But you're here. Please Inoue-san?"

Yuri sighed. "Fine. Truth."

The girl beamed and placed an index finger under her chin, thinking. "Hm… Ah! I know a good one. Who was your first kiss?"

A blush found its way to Yuri's cheeks and she stammered, "U-Um… I… Actually, I never got my first kiss yet."

The crowd around the campfire gasped.

"That's horrible!" some of the girls squealed.

Yuri just shrugged and continued to pluck her guitar's strings. "It's not that big of a deal."

She could hear their mumblings but she didn't really care. Sure, she had gone on a few dates but none of them have ever tried to kiss her, nor did she want them to kiss her. She knew Jake wanted to but out of respect for her, he never attempted it.

"Yey! Truth or dare Kyou-chan?" Hunny said, happily.

"Hmm? I don't recall being involved in this game," Kyouya said.

"Aw come on Kyouya." Tamaki placed an arm around his best friend's shoulders. "Don't be such a party pooper. Pick one!"

The dark haired teen shrugged out of the blonde's arm and sighed. "Dare."

"Ah! Um…" Hunny bit his lip, thinking of a dare. "Oh! I know!" He snapped his fingers. "Kyou-chan, I dare you to give Yu-chan her first kiss."

"What?" Yuri's head snapped up.

"What?" the second one came from a distressed-looking Kaoru beside Yuri.

Kyouya remained silent, pink tints on his cheeks.

"T-That's not necessary, Hunny-senpai," Yuri stuttered, already seeing her death sentence in the hands of Kyouya's fan girls.

"Nuh-uh" Hunny shook his head, a wide smile on his face. "It's a dare and Kyou-chan has to do it."

"But I don't want my first kiss to be a public spectacle."

"Even so," Hunny shook his head, defiantly. "You have to kiss."

"B-But that's not-"

But before she could say another word, Kyouya had gotten up from his seat and grabbed her arm.

"Eh? Senpai! What are you-?"

He pulled her behind a large boulder, hidden from the others. She could hear a few giggles, some squeals, and were those crying?

Annoyed, Yuri turned to her senpai. "Kyouya-senpai, you don't have to do anything."

"But I was dared to."

How on Earth can he remain calm in this situation? she thought. "It's not necessary."

Kyouya shook his head. "It was a dare, Yuri. A challenge." He smirked. "And you know that I'm one to never back down from a challenge."

And with those words and to Yuri's shock, the Shadow King's arms snaked around her waist and his lips pressed against hers into a kiss.

Yuri felt like she was going to explode. His arms around her waist… His lips on hers… It all felt so right… And he tasted… Nice. Is that chocolate? Oh yeah, they had chocolate cake for dessert that evening. And there was a hint of mint also. Her arms were itching to wrap around his neck and when she raised them slightly, he pulled away. Her lips still tingled from the short kiss. Before she could say anything, which was impossible anyway, he grabbed her arm and brought them back to the campfire.

The girls were watching her closely and Yuri finally realized that her face was heating up.

"Well… How was it?" one of the girls asked, curiously.

Yuri coughed before picking up her guitar. "I-I… I didn't feel anything," she lied. "There goes my first kiss."

Refusing to meet Kyouya's eyes, Yuri began to play, shakily. The whole time, she missed Kyouya's longing looks at her as well as Kaoru's melancholy mood.

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That night, as Tamaki snored on the bed next to his, Kyouya got out of bed and went to the window. He pressed his forehead against the glass panes and sighed. He had gotten his first kiss by accident in Elementary school and had a few others after that. But that kiss with Yuri… It was different… For once, Kyouya felt… He felt like fireworks had gone off as soon as his lips touched hers. There was a spark. Even now, he could still feel her, could still taste the vanilla mixed with chocolate taste of her lips.

What's happening to me?

Meanwhile, a few rooms away, Yuri was in the same position, her forehead pressed on the window pane, a thoughtful look on her face. Unconsciously, she lifted her hand to her face and touched her lips. Even after two hours since the kiss, she could still feel him, taste him.

"Kami-sama," she whispered. "What's happening to me?"

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The next day…

Though sad and wishing that they could stay longer, Ouran Academy's students packed their belongings into the limousines that came to pick them up, ready to go back to Tokyo. Tamaki and Kyouya were paying the total expenses while the others dragged and carried luggage to the limos. When everything was ready, the customers' limos were the first to leave.

Before she could enter the limo after Haruhi, Yuri felt a hand touch her arm and she turned to see Kyouya. Immediately, she felt the blood rush to her cheeks.

He coughed. "Yuri, about last night…"

She waved a hand, nonchalantly. "Forget about it senpai. It's fine. I mean, it was all fun and games right?"

He simply stared at her blankly before nodding. "Of course. It held no meaning whatsoever."

Yuri nodded. "Right"

However, the whole ride back home, the pink-streaked haired girl couldn't help but wish she could take back her words, simply because they were not true at all.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Here it is everybody! I'm so sorry I hadn't updated in so long! Senior year was killing me and I had to concentrate most of my writing to my Creative Writing Portfolio. Not only that, I started having other fan fiction ideas that wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote them down so I was ignoring this for a while. But here it is! I hope you enjoyed it!