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The night of the party, Haruhi's lips twitched as she struggled not to frown outright hearing the twin's nagging. Haruhi stand up straight… here let me tape that hem down… no you can't wear that one it understates your hairstyle. Nag na-nag nag nag na-nagnag. You'd think she'd be used to this by now.

"Will you just let me go already?" Haruhi finally snapped at them.

Twin eyes widened and jaws dropped. "Wow, you must really want to meet this guy." Hikaru put the final pin into the wig he had just finished styling.

"—what with you being so impatient to get to the party and all." Kaoru finished his brother's sentence in the same breath.

Haruhi started to stalk off, though it was difficult in the shoes they had given her. "Now I know for sure you've been going through my texts. It's not a big deal okay? I just want to get this over with." Haruhi turned with a slight stomp of her heels but stopped dead.

A tear slid down Kaoru's cheek and Hikaru's eyes were brimming over as well.

Haruhi's chest clenched at the sight and she took an involuntary step forward. "Guys, what's wrong? Just a minute ago, you were fi—"

"We're letting you go, Haruhi." They spoke in unison.

"We know that you care for him, a lot." Hikaru blinked hard, resisting the hot tears.

"Your face lights up when you hear from him." Kaoru unthinkingly reached over to rub his brother's back, ignoring his own tears.

"We love you Haruhi. But, you know as well as we do, we could never let go of each other." They finished and hugged her tightly.

Haruhi smiled and pulled the boys closer to her, returning their hug for once. "That's why you were fussing so much?"

They nodded into either shoulder, "Because we love you enough to let you go."

"I don't know what to say." Haruhi pulled them a little closer, her eyes burning, wanting to cry.

As suddenly as it had happened, it was over. "Ah ah ah, no crying, you'll ruin our perfect make-up job." Four hands pushed her towards the door. "Go get 'im, Haruhi." She smiled into identical winks.

"Thank you. I love you too, both of you."

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Haruhi paused outside the door and kicked her heels off, opting to walk barefoot out to the fountain. Thank goodness she didn't have to worry about making a good impression on 'Romeo' anymore. She heard some rustling in the bushes just to the side of the path and smirked. Clearly the host club needed lessons on how to be sneaky.

She walked up to the fountain and grinned, tossing her shoes over her shoulder into aforementioned bush. After listening for the thud of high heel hitting something-that-wasn't-plant she reached forward and picked up a single blue rose with a note attached. She scanned the note and turned around. In the darkest shadows of a nearby tree, she saw a figure. Smiling she ran over to him, embracing him tightly.

'What a wonderful, genius Kyoya was! This way the other club members wouldn't be able to see his face.' Haruhi closed her eyes blissfully as he kissed her in greeting.

"How many of them followed you?" Kyoya whispered.

"At least Tamaki and the twins, but Renge may be close as well." Haruhi nodded to a different set of bushes.

They both rolled their eyes and then chuckled at their matching reactions.

"Well, at least they're dependably dense."

"Kyoya, be nice! They're just worried about me." Haruhi hit his chest half-heartedly and smirked. "They have to protect me from the scary guys, remember?"

"Oh, then they have their work cut out for them." Kyoya reached up to adjust his glasses, which weren't there in the interest of secrecy, and ended up just rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Haruhi couldn't help but smile his failed gesture. "So everything is set up then? I just have to time it right?" She knew how much he hated not being able to see.

"Yes, and I made sure that nobody would be in the path of any of it. I know you don't want anyone getting hurt."

She nodded. "Don't try to pretend that you don't care. Let's keep this all as small as possible. The fewer expenses, the better."

Kyoya leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Just one more reason why I love you so much."

She smiled and stepped back from him. "I'll see you later tonight then." She waved and ran off.

He raised a hand in farewell and dropped it to grab his phone.

"Yes, Tachibana, have the reporters arrived yet? Perfect. Please escort them to the main dance hall."

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Haruhi straightened her tie and smoothed down her tux. It was time for the last round of dancing tonight. This was her big time, if she messed this up, it would ruin everything. She took a deep breath and left the dressing room. It was time to prove to Kyoya that she would be his, no matter what it would take.

She stepped into the dance hall and immediately looked around. Kanako was standing nearby talking to a group of girls. She smiled at the familiar face, knowing that it would be easy to dance with her.

"Princess Kanako, may I have this dance?" Haruhi flashed a host smile at the girl, ignoring the other girls' jealous looks.

"Haruhi! Of course you can." Kanako took her outstretched hand and walked gracefully to the dance floor.

They began dancing, Haruhi finally getting the hang of leading.

"Haruhi, you've improved so much! Have you been practicing without me?" Kanako flirted, smiling coquettishly. Haruhi purposefully tripped and pulled them closer to the scene of the planned accident.

"Oops, I guess you spoke too soon." Haruhi rubbed the back of her neck, not even convinced by her own performance.

"Oh, Haruhi, you're so funny." Kanako smiled graciously.

"Thank you. You know I have been practicing a little. Would you like to try a spin?" Haruhi's heart pounded. She had to say yes for their plan to go forward. She could feel her palms getting sweaty.

"Of course! I'm interested to see how far you've gotten." Kanako smiled her fake smile again.

Haruhi tried to twitch her mouth into a smile but gave up and just gulped. 'Here goes…'

She pulled Kanako in closer and spun her out in the wrong direction. The girl tripped on her feet, not expecting the mistake and started to fall. Haruhi jumped out and grabbed her shoulders, expecting it, and slamming her back against the wall next to her as hard as she could while still helping Kanako to her feet.

SNAP!

'Oh, thank heavens it worked.'

All heads were suddenly looking up as the lights shifted in the room. Reporters cameras went off, flashing and blinding everyone. The chandelier swayed for a moment and then fell suddenly, its rope having been broken right behind Haruhi's back. The shatter was impressive, landing directly in the chocolate fountain, which cushioned it's landing enough that glass didn't get everywhere, just chocolate.

Kanako gaped and whirled around to face Haruhi. "Are you okay?!" The room erupted into chaos. Reporters swarmed the table, clicking away. Why were they even there anyway? Haruhi stood rooted to the spot, unable to believe that she had caused so much damage. The chandelier was bent, warped, and twisted into the strangest shapes, bits of glass and light curving and drooping over a giant spreading puddle of liquid chocolate. The nearest guests were wailing over dresses ruined by the chocolate splatters.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki burst through the crowd toward her. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, sempai. I'm just an awful dancer." Haruhi smoothed out her slacks and turned to the girl next to her. "Princess Kanako? Are you hurt?"

Kanako shook her head, her mouth still open and still staring at Haruhi, who was now clearly the center of attention.

"Are you sure you're okay? Does anything hurt?" Tamaki frantically started lifting her arms, checking for injuries.

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." Haruhi assured him. Suddenly she looked up, a very dark shadow of Kyoya had just blocked any light.

"Oh, I think we do have to worry. That was a very expensive chandelier." Kyoya was a chillingly good actor. Haruhi shuddered in spite of herself, reminding herself that it was sabotaged on purpose.

"Kyoya! How could you say such a thing! You could kill our precious Haruhi with that kind of news!" Tamaki was frantic, simultaneously trying to smooth down her hair and comfort her without hugging her outright or calling himself Daddy.

"I'm being perfectly honest with her, Tamaki." Kyoya turned to her again, she could see his eyes twinkling behind his glasses. "Haruhi, I'm afraid your debt has suddenly more than tripled. You're going to have to stay in the host club."

Haruhi pretended to be disappointed. The twins, Mori and Hunny, and dozens of reporters were suddenly circled around them, waiting on her response. She paused, the reporters were odd, unexpected. She looked up at Kyoya and paused before her next planned response. He nodded slightly. 'Oh, so they were in your plan.' Haruhi took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

"Well there's no way that can be blamed on anyone but me. I'll just have to pay you back for the chandelier, sempai." Haruhi exhaled. It wasn't any easier to say knowing that it wasn't going to be as expensive as it looked. "I guess I'll just have to stay until I can pay it off."

Kyoya smirked, they were getting to his favorite part, and the audience was completely silent, hanging on their every word. Just as he had planned. "Well, you may have to try something new to earn money. If you continue at your current rate, you won't pay us off by graduation."

Haruhi couldn't stop her cheeks from starting to pull into a smile. "Kyoya-sempai, do you think you could help me out with that?"

Kyoya stepped forward and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. "Of course, Haruhi." He leaned down, guiding her face with his hand, "anything to earn money for the host club's …budget." He closed the gap to her lips and kissed her deeply, dipping her slightly. The noise around them grew to a crescendo filled with fanatical fangirling and the host clubs' exclamations of shock. Cameras flashed from every direction.

Kyoya smirked broadly into their kiss and dipped her deeper, passionately displaying for the whole world that he loved her.

Tamaki's heart was pounding. He stared open-mouthed at his best friend, feeling like his heart was going to explode. It wasn't at all what he had expected though. He would have thought that he would be jealous, enraged, or at least indignant; but all he could feel was an overwhelming feeling of joy at seeing the two most important people in his life so unconditionally happy to be together.

A single tear slipped down his cheek, but didn't make it past his wide smile.

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Yoshio Ootori was furious. "YOUNGEST OOTORI: GAY" was the headline that had met him at breakfast the next morning. He was supposed to be having dinner with Ryoji Fujioka tonight to arrange for his son to be married, a very traditional HETEROSEXUAL MARRIAGE. But instead he had a flood of phone calls to answer, a dinner to (apparently) cancel and a son that needed a very thorough verbal lashing.

He stomped down the hallway to Kyoya's room, his ancestors staring him down judgementally. Throwing open the door to Kyoya's bedroom he was shocked to his core for the second time that morning.

Kyoya was dead asleep curled around a very familiar looking, fully clothed girl, who was also dead asleep and snoring adorably. Suddenly all of the pieces clicked into place in Yoshio's head. The picture that had accompanied the article in the newspaper flashed into his mind and he relaxed. The press could be ironed out, that wouldn't be much of a problem. Yoshio exhaled and almost smiled. He looked down at his son, pleased to be outwitted for once.

He spoke in a soft, gentle voice. The kind you'd expect from a father. "Okay, we'll go at your pace this time." He turned to leave, his hand still on the doorknob.

"Thank you, father." He heard, murmured from behind him. He smiled. Maybe he wouldn't have to cancel that dinner after all.

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The end!

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