HEEEEEYYYYY TWO IN ONE DAY I'M ON A ROLL!

So, hope everyone likes this! MWUAH!

And thanks for the comments on the last chapter! May the comments for this one be equally as wonderful!

Also, sorry if the last bit seems a little weird and out of place... 0.o It popped into my head and I had to add it, alright?!

Chapter: 9
Conflictions!

Warm sunshine casting through the bedroom window rested against Haruhi's face, pulling her gently from sleep and back into reality. Eyes fluttering open, she smiled ever so slightly at the small bird perched on the windowsill looking at her through the glass. Continuing to look around, she saw the multiple textbooks and used pencils on the floor and deduced that she must have fallen asleep studying. A yawn escaped her lips as she started to sit up, only to find she couldn't move.

"What the-?" looking down, she quickly registered a pair of arms wrapped firmly around her waist.

Carefully turning around, Haruhi was met by the peacefully sleeping face of her boyfriend. She was about to freak out, when she remembered the only reason the blonde was there was because Ranka had been working late and Tamaki had needed help studying for some World History test. Smiling softly, Haruhi reached up with one hand and gently brushed the stray hair from the boy's face. He really did look quiet peaceful when he slept, and even more charming than usual. Maybe it was because, for once, he wasn't being loud and over dramatic?

Tamaki hummed lightly at the touch, and slowly opened his eyes. "Morning," he said, groggily.

"Morning, senpei," Haruhi said, her smile widening.

Tamaki returned the smile, leaning forward to place a small kiss to the girl's forehead. "I don't suppose we could just stay here for a while?"

"If you want to be caught by my dad, then by all means…"

Yelping, Tamaki released his hold and all but fell out of bed. "Right! He'll be home soon!" he flipped out, retrieving his phone from his pocket to call for a car.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Gah! He's already here!"

Haruhi rolled her eyes, her usual annoyance quickly returning. "That's not dad," she assured him, walking out to get the door. "He wouldn't knock…he has a key."

"Oh, right…"

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes again, Haruhi pulled the door open and was met by a very surprising sight. "Alessandra?"

The Italian smiled, "Hi, can I come in?"

"Uh…yeah, sure…" Stepping aside, she allowed the other girl entrance. "Sorry it's kind of a mess, I wasn't expecting-,"

"Alright, I'm off!" Tamaki announced, appearing from the bedroom. "I'll see- Alessandra?"

"Hi, senpei," the girl in question said, waving weakly. "Sorry, Haruhi, I didn't realize you were with Tamaki, I'll just come back later."

Haruhi caught the girl's arm, "No, you can stay," she told her. "Tamaki-senpei was just leaving…"

"Yeah, right," the blonde laughed nervously, "not that I had to leave. It's not like I'm trying to hide from Ranka-san or anything like that!"

Repressing the overwhelming urge to smack the boy, Haruhi simply gave him a look.

"Ok, well, bye!"

The door slammed shut, and Haruhi sighed deeply. "Anyway, did you need something, Alessandra?" she asked.

"Oh, well, yeah, kind of," Alessandra replied, turning pink. "It's just…you were there the other day, when Kaoru…you know…"

"Told you he liked you…?"

"Um, yeah. I was just wondering…what you thought I should do…"

Haruhi led the other girl into the living room, and gestured for her to sit down. "Look, Alessandra, I'm flattered that you came to me with your problems," she said. "But surely there must be someone more fit to help you than me."

"You're the only friend I have here that is a girl," Alessandra told her. "Besides, you of all people should understand how I feel."

"Me?"

Alessandra looked down at the table, "I don't know how I feel about him…I've hardly said two words to him in all the time I've been here. I feel horrible, because I want to say I feel the same, but I don't know if I can…"

Haruhi reached across the table, setting her hand atop the other girl's comfortingly. "I can't help you figure out how you feel about him," she said. "But I can say this…if you do like him, you need to tell him before he gets away. Because, I can tell you right now, Kaoru his one of the best people I've ever met and if you let him slip, you'll never find another guy like him."

It was then that the front door opened, and Ranka stepped inside. He looked exhausted from work, but when he spotted Alessandra he instantly brightened. "Oh, well who do we have here?"

"Dad, this is Alessandra," Haruhi said. "Alessandra, this is my dad."

"Oh, you're the foreign girl Haruhi told me about!" Ranka said brightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you!

And it's an even greater pleasure to see Haruhi making some girl friends. You know I worry about her hanging out with all those boys all the time…especially that idiot of a boyfriend."

"Dad!"

"Yes, sorry, sweetheart. I'm sure if you are willing to give him the time of day there must be something useful about him."

Haruhi sighed, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, like I said, Alessandra," she said, turning back to the girl. "I can't help you figure out your feelings. I guess this is just something you'll have to figure out on your own."

Nodding, Alessandra stood. "Thanks anyway, Haruhi."

"No problem," she stood and walked the girl to the door, "oh, but, Alessandra, between you and me I think you should give him a chance. Like I said, Kaoru's one the best people I know…you wouldn't regret it."

"I'll think about it."

As the Italian left, Ranka sent his daughter a questioning look. "What was that about?" he asked.

Haurhi shook her head, "It involves the Host Club…you don't wanna know."

Ranka was about to respond, but the teen was already heading to her bedroom. Sighing, he went to the kitchen to make a quick snack before he went to take a nap. As he walked over to the sink to fill a cup of water, something caught his attention.

"Haruhi! Why are their two sets of dirty dishes in the sink? WAS HE IN THE HOUSE WHILE I WAS GONE?! HARUHI!"

Tamaki sat silently across from the Shadow King, watching him as he wrote some nonsense down in his notebook. Tamaki had been in that exact spot for almost fifteen minutes now; he hadn't moved once since he had arrived from Haruhi's, and his eyes never fell from the hole he was currently burning into his friend's forehead.

"Tamaki, my answer remains unchanged," Kyouya said, matter-of-factly.

The blonde groaned. "But, Kyouya!" he whined. "I promise it'll just be ten minutes, tops! Please!"

"Tamaki, the last time you wanted to drag me out to some Commoner hotspot, you ended up leaving me on a bench, I was forced to eat pure grease, and you had to fork over quite a bit of many to repay Haruhi. So, for the hundredth time…I'm not going with you."

"Yeah that stuff happened but there was some good, too!"

Kyouya looked up and quirked an eyebrow skeptically. "Oh?"

"Yeah! I found Antoinette!"

Rolling his eyes, Kyouya returned to his work. "You're a moron," he stated simply.

"Kyyoooyyaaa!" Tamaki complained. "You're so mean!"

"It's taken you three years to notice?"

Pouting, Tamaki fell silent.

Just then, there was a knock on the door and in walked Fuyumi. "Oh, hello, Tamaki!" she greeted. "I didn't realize you were here."

The blonde smiled.

"Did you need something?" Kyouya asked, looking up.

"I'm going out for a couple of things," Fuyumi replied. "I was just wondering if you needed or wanted anything."

Kyouya glanced across the table at his best friend, "Aspirin would be nice…"

Tamaki returned to is pouting.

"A lot of aspirin."

Shaking her head, Fuyumi giggled and left the room.

"Seriously, Kyouya, you've got to come with me!"

"You sure recover fast, you know that?"

"Kyouya!"

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Kyouya snapped his notebook closed. "Tamaki, I'm only going to tell you this once, so listen good," he warned. "I am not going anywhere with you. I will willing do whatever else you'd like, as long as we remain in this house or on the grounds. But I am not, repeat not, leaving the premises until tomorrow morning when we go to school."

"But-!"

"No!"

Tamaki sulked, "You're no fun…"

Kyouya smirked, "And yet here you are."

The blonde stuck out his tongue childishly, turning his back to the other boy. "I just thought we could go see the Arcangelo's new house, instead…"

Blinking, Kyouya cocked his head to the side as if confused. "That's actually not a bad idea," he said. "I haven't seen the mansion yet, it could be an interesting experience."

Grinning brighter than the sun, Tamaki jumped to his feet. "YAY!"

"I never actually said I'd go. I just said it was a good idea…"

Tamaki returned to his Emo Corner.

And I added a little something in the last part for ONE of my most dedicated fan for this story, who always comments, and every comment is positive! You told me one of your favorite episodes was "Kyouya's Reluctant day out" and by watching that this little thing popped into my head.

So, to end this on a high note: Thanks for the inspiration!

Love to all of my readers! PLEASE COMMENT NICELY! FLAMES WILL BURN UP MY LAPTOP AND THEN I WILL HAVE NO WAY TO POST MORE CHAPTERS FOR PEOPLE WHO LIKE THE STORY! xx

P.S. So, I was reading some stories today (like I do everyday), when I came across a Tamaki/Kyouya friendship oneshot and I remembered that a while back I had this kick where whenever I was bored an Ouran Oneshot would pop into my head and I would write it down and eventually I got two over 40 page documents of oneshots (granted most are a bit long, but still.) SO, I was thinking, I would post at least one of the files as like a collection. Only things is...I also was on a Kaoru/Kyouya Yaoi kick for a while and so one whole collection is that, and then one collection has dashes of it here and there so I'm not sure...Nicely let me know what you think I should do, please don't go off and tell me to burn in heck for coming up with Yaoi ideas... Thanks guys for wasting your time reading this! K I'm done now...