The night was spent looking through the several pages of his business journals. They had provided him with the needed information to continue running his business as though nothing had happened with his memory. Kyoya removed his glasses from the bridge of his nose and gently massaged the skin where his glasses had sat all day. A glance at the digital clock on the edge of his desk revealed the night was well upon him. Fatigue was outlined in his features, but it was understandable; the day had been a long one.

'One last place I need to visit, then I'll head to bed.' Kyoya thought as he stood from his soft office chair. He stretched his back, the muscles pulling and bones cracking, releasing the tension he had held within them. Exiting the office, he shut the door for the night and walked down the dark hallway. Kyoya's bare feet were silent against the hardwood floor as he padded through a series of hallways. Finally, he arrived at his destination. The door was shut, and with a pull at its handle revealed that it was unlocked. With a creek the door slid open, and a blast of cool air greeted him. The room itself was dark and cool. The light switch, which was to his right, was covered with a light coating of dust. Kyoya flicked the light on with a slim finger and continued his entrance further into the room before he looked around and saw the contents of the room. His breath caught in his throat as he gazed the several pieces around the room. His art studio mostly featured on subject- Haruhi. Her face, poses, and eyes lined the walls. He stared in shock at the designs. Kyoya didn't remember drawing these. He didn't remember her large brown eyes being his most favorite feature, he made this assumption considering her eyes were the most prominent feature on the paintings. He walked over the easel that rested in front of the large window that had a magnificent view of the courtyard. The fountain had no water coming from the spout, the lights were also off, leaving the moon and the stars to light the area.

Kyoya turned his attention back to the easel. An incomplete sketch of Haruhi was on it. The top of the paper was held down by two clips and the bottom edge gently curled upwards. Kyoya gingerly sat down in the chair, almost as if he was afraid the chair might fall from under him. Kyoya stared at the picture and suddenly a memory assaulted him, with no warning, or much say in the matter, Kyoya delved right in.

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The sounds of birds chirping were heard from outside of the grand window that sat in front of him. Water from the fountain flowed from the spout and fell into the basin below. Kyoya chuckled at the scene and returned to the sketch that was in from of him. Sun light poured in from the side window illuminating the room. The sunlight on the paper provided a beautiful image of the equally beautiful subject. His heart swelled with joy and love as he sketched her hair. A smile adorned his face as pencil gently stroked the paper.

Time passed and the daylight faded from the room. Her face was finally complete, well complete when he finished adding a little more detail to his favorite feature of Haruhi. Her large brown eyes beckoned him to her, just as they would in real life. Reaching his finger up slowly to the paper, Kyoya gently stroked the curve of her cheek. He looked around the room at his other pictures, so carefully drawn, she was the only subject Kyoya found himself wanting to draw. He had never let her see this room, it was his own personal room, a guilty pleasure have you.

Kyoya checked his watch and stood to leave, he was about to meet the real Haruhi for a date. His heart warmed and his mind swarmed with the thoughts of her reaction to what was to come. A crooked smile shadowed on his face as he carried himself out of the room.

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Kyoya returned to the present, very stricken by the memory, it replayed several times in his head, before he fully returned to himself. It wasn't much to go off of, but something within him told Kyoya that it was towards the end of their dating and closer to his proposal. Absentmindedly he reached out and stroked the paper and traced the curve of her cheek with his finger.

'I wonder why never finished it…' he thought, moving his hand away from the paper. Kyoya stood and left the room, it was just too much for one day.

Well I finally posted a chapter. I know it has been forever. I'm sorry about that, I have had project on top of project! But anyways now I have a break :3 so I have set myself a goal to publish at least 3 chapters. I would have made this one longer, but this is really a good stopping place, in my opinion. I love/need reviews. Do you guys like it? Any suggestions? Well Moon out. Oh and I loved the reviews you guys gave me last chapters, they make me happy.

P.S. Really really random, but Breaking Benjamin was actually the music that helped me write this chapter and set the mood. :3