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Chapter 11: Jealousy

It was an early morning; still dark outside. The shadows of frail, waking sunlight were piercing through the curtained windows. The orange tint of the sun's arrival was spread vividly in the horizon. The blond king of the club was fully awake and distraught. He was pacing in the kitchen restlessly. The night was a long one. And he didn't sleep at all. The horrible sunburn was torturing on one hand, on the other hand, he felt very upset with Haruhi and how they parted yesterday. His cute, little daughter was mad with him and he couldn't just shut an eye knowing it. Maybe he overreacted and said odd things to her. Why was she so cruel to him? He only wanted to help.

Tamaki brushed back his golden, silky hair and fell on the kitchen stool. He will talk to her today and explain, that he didn't want to make her upset. He was just scared and blurted things without thinking first. Maybe, he could get some beautiful present, and she would just forget about it all. That was it. He was supposed to buy her something cute.

"Tono?" certain twin with auburn hair entered the kitchen, rubbing his face lazily, "What are you doing here?"

"Couldn't sleep," Tamaki complained, raising his head forcefully and glancing at Hikaru․ "And why are you up, may I ask?"

"Thirsty," he answered, making his way to the fridge․ "Do you want anything to drink?"

Tamaki shook his head. He was contemplating the idea of getting Haruhi a present. What would his lovely daughter like? Maybe he should get a cute hairband or a bracelet. Images of Haruhi, beaming with happiness from receiving the present, were flying in his head.

"Hikaru, I will be back," he nearly screamed in excitement and strode out of the kitchen.

Hikaru looked surprised, but decided to ignore club's blonde king's outburst. Who knew what was going on Tamaki's crazy mind, after all. He lazily fell down on the stool and started to sip from his glass. He had a headache and his knuckled felt bruised. He did a good job yesterday at turning those oaths into a pulp. If not the Shadow King, he and Kaoru would make sure they would spend the rest of their lives in the hospital. Jerks! How did they dare to attack Haruhi! Remembering those losers made his hands itchy. He shook his head angrily and strode out of the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Tamaki was actively trying to find the most beautiful bracelet in the set of bracelets in front of him. He decided to get something pink and cute with tiny pink gems that shone beautifully and were just perfect for a cute daughter like Haruhi. As soon as he gets back to the summerhouse, he will give the present to Haruhi and fix that little misunderstanding they had earlier. She was going to be thrilled to get such an adorable present from him.

Having this exhilarating thought in his mind, Tamaki hurried back to the summerhouse, looking forward to his meeting with Haruhi. But as he got back, he couldn't find Haruhi and a scowl of disappointment found its residence on his charming face. She wasn't in the kitchen, in the sitting room, in the dining room. No one saw her. He checked her room and she wasn't there, either. Twins, who were both up, went to search for her. Tamaki talked to Mori-senpai, who unlike his smaller counterpart was already awake, and found out that he didn't see Haruhi around, either. They all went to search her outside. She wasn't even in the beautiful garden of the roses. She wasn't anywhere.

Morbid images of bloodied and dead Haruhi started to fly in his head. Maybe, those nasty bastards got back, abducted Haruhi and threw her into the sea. The idea made him cringe. He needed to get Kyoya up. He always knew what to do. He would be able to help to find Haruhi. Tamaki ran back to the summerhouse.

The thought of waking up the Shadow king was rather scary. But Tamaki decided to risk regardless, anyways, the situation demanded it, Haruhi disappeared and they needed to find her. Reaching his friends door, he gasped contemplating for a second and then knocked. He leaned his ear to the door and heard no sound coming from the room. He knocked again and waited for couple of seconds before opening the door.

The room was covered in warm, shiny sunlight. Kyoya was fast asleep, curled to his side like a baby.

"Kyoya," Tamaki spoke softly whispering his friends name.

Kyoya shifted in his bed, moving the blanket up. Tamaki slowly walked to him, trying hard not to make too much noise.

"Kyoya," he called again getting closer and looking at the guy's sleeping face.

Tamaki tapped on his chest that was covered with the blanket and jerked his hand away surprised. It felt weird. Kyoya didn't even flinch. Tamaki tapped again and a small squeak was heard in the room. Tamaki looked around shocked and grabbed Kyoya's shoulder's shook him lightly.

Kyoya half opened his eyes and shut his eyelids immediately. His face became gloomy and he wrinkled his brows in revulsion. pushing the blanket over his head.

"Kyoya," Tamaki called again, "we need to talk. It's an emergency."

His voice was full of concern and worry. Kyoya tried too hard to push away the sleeplessness and reluctantly popped his head out. He squeezed his eyes several times to adjust to the bright light and then scowled looking at Tamaki's anxious face.

"What do you want?" he said in hoarse, grumpy voice, "let me sleep, I am tired."

"Kyoya, Haruhi is gone" he mumbled, "She disappeared!"

"What a bunch of nonsense," Kyoya said yawning, "she is..."

He stopped and looked at Tamaki. His eyes widened and Tamaki noticed, how the shock and something, he couldn't really identify, overtook him.

"She must be somewhere around" he said rubbing his temples, "why do you think she disappeared?"

"I was looking for her" Tamaki explained, "I needed to talk to her about yesterday. I felt so bad for overreacting, even though, I didn't change my mind about her being at fault. I wanted to talk to her. And I couldn't find her. We looked everywhere for her. She is nowhere seen. I am worried those bastards abducted her."

He expected to see Kyoya's worried reaction, but instead the Mommy didn't do a thing. He just stared at him and yawned.

"I am sure she is somewhere enjoying herself," he said with a smile emphasizing the last part.

Tamaki frowned at his friend already wanting to attack him, for being so heartless about their sweet daughter but suddenly he winced and curled wrapping his hands around his stomach.

"What happened?" Tamaki asked worried.

"Nothing!" Kyoya growled angrily, "just get out of my bedroom. I will get dressed and we will try to find your stupid Haruhi."

Tamaki shrugged his shoulders surprised. What was going on with Kyoya? Your stupid Haruhi? Maybe it was a bad idea to wake him up so early, after all.

"This is important," Tamaki complained, "I will be waiting for you in the kitchen."

Kyoya didn't answer. Just nodded absentmindedly and sat in bed. Tamaki didn't know what to think but something was not alright with Kyoya. Though, he would deal with Kyoya's mood problems later. It was more important to find Haruhi now.

He quickly walked to the door and getting out closed it behind.

...

As soon as Tamaki left his room, Kyoya sighed relived. He gently rubbed his forehead, brushing his messy hair back. He was almost caught in bed with Haruhi, by no one less but Tamaki. Even though they just slept together and nothing more, it would have been literally impossible to explain that to the blond oaf.

"He is gone," he mumbled , raising the blanket, "you can breathe... Why did you hit me? Did you want to get caught?"

Haruhi shot his head out of the covers and glanced at Kyoya frustrated.

'What an awkward morning,' they both thought shooting quick glances to each other.

"Urm... uh... I need to take a shower," she said clumsily and tried to get up from the bed.

Kyoya looked away, as soon she looked at him. He sighed and nodded.

"Of course," he mumbled, "do you need help?"

"What?" Haruhi looked at him shocked and her face turned red.

"Oh..." Kyoya quickly shook his head, "I mean do you need help to get to your room?"

This was definitely more awkward, than he would expect. What was going on with him? He couldn't say a few words looking straight at her. They just fell asleep near each other. No big deal! It was so strange. Haruhi was blushing furiously. He could feel the heat coming from her face even though she was standing a few inches away from him.

"I..." she started cautiously, "I think it would be best, if you checked for Tamaki-senpai and others. If the corridor is clean, I can sneak into my room, and then I... we can meet in the kitchen."

"Alright!" he agreed looking at her again. Her brown hair was in a complete mess. Her lips looked so alluring early in the morning. They were so soft and plump. His heart and senses were screaming at him, demanding to taste them. She looked back at him and instinctively bit her lower lip.

Getting up, he walked to the door and mumbled quietly, "what an awful goof Tamaki is!"

There was no one in the corridor. He closed the door and turned to Haruhi, who was already out of the bed, fixing her hair with her delicate fingers.

"You can go, there is no one" he said.

She walked to the door, but then stopped, and looking at Kyoya, said with a shy smile.

"Thank you... for the night."

She ran out of the room, not looking back at his face to see his reaction. After all, it was such a stupid thing to say. What kind of crazy thing came over her to say that? It was so embarrassing. How was she going to face him after that? Getting back to her room, she locked the door and finally preceded to take her long desired shower since she woke up. The water calmed her nerves a bit. Warm and wrapping, it soothed the redness of her face, and her embarrassing statement became an unimportant bad memory.

Her heart almost stopped when Tamaki came to the room and started to tap on her head. She was expecting him to throw the covers away and find her in the arms of sleeping Kyoya, but fortunately, he didn't do that and she was saved from another embarrassment. If she was found, she most likely would just withdraw from the school. Well, that was exaggeration but she really dreaded what could have happened, if she was caught.

Haruhi cringed seeing the content of her suitcase. That was why when she returned from the shop her father was so happy. He repacked for her and it contained only frilly, girly stuff. She was so angry. She didn't want to wear anything girly. Especially not now after that awkward moment with Kyoya. What if he thought, she was dressing up for him or she really had feelings and was actually trying to seduce him. No! No! No! Didn't her father know, that she was pretending to be a boy? Why did he do this to her?

Haruhi wore a pink dress and looking at herself in the bathroom mirror, she rolled her eyes. Well, If Kyoya Ootori would think, that she was seducing him, he could think that all he wanted. She shouldn't care. Wasn't that, what she was supposed to do anyways? She sighed and walked out of he bedroom to the kitchen as she agreed with Kyoya.

Honey-senpai was sitting there and eating a cake. Seeing Haruhi, a small smile appeared on his face.

"Good morning Haru-chan," he greeted cheerfully, "you look so cute."

"Good morning Honey-senpai," she said returning the smile but deciding not too address the cute comment, "where are the others?"

"I don't know," he said shrugging shoulders, "I woke up and there was no one."

Haruhi wanted to ask a question but a loud exclamation cut her.

"Here she is, my wonderful, cute, little daughter," Tamaki screamed running to her, "where have you been? Did someone abduct you?"

Haruhi instinctively backed away from his embrace and if not the kitchen table behind her, she would fall down. She looked around for help and met the concerned faces of other hosts. She didn't dare to look at Kyoya, but he could feel his gaze on her.

"I was taking shower in my room," she snorted pushing Tamaki back, "what's wrong with you all?"

"We were just worried," Kaoru explained, "we looked for you and couldn't find you and after yesterday..."

Haruhi let another frustrated sigh leave her lips, "I am fine and I can take care of myself. No need to babysit me. I am fine. You shouldn't worry bout me all the time."

"Let's have some tea and cake," Honey-senpai interfered pointing at the sweets on the table.

It seemed a good thing to do, because everyone immediately complied and took their seats at the table. Haruhi moved forward awkwardly and took the teapot.

"I will serve the tea,"she said.

"Oh, wow, Haruhi," Hikaru said, "I didn't even notice how good you look in that pink dress of yours."

Everyone immediately turned to her. Deep red blush spread on her cheeks and she looked at Hikaru with awkward scowl.

"Well, my father repackaged my suitcase and I ended up with dresses only," she explained and risked a quick glance to Kyoya's direction.

He wasn't looking at her. He was staring at his empty plate and his face was completely blank, devoid of any emotion. Her heartbeat quickened and she didn't know why.

"Well done Haruhi's father!" twins screamed together.

She ignored the comment and continued to serve the tea. She sighed before approaching Kyoya. She filled his cup with warm, sweet smelling tea, while he looked away and didn't acknowledge her presence.

'What a jerk!' she thought frustrated.

He raised his head and stared into her eyes. Their eyes met and it felt like she could melt into his silver orbs. She gaped awkwardly and flinched away startled. Not daring to look back at him, she kept her gaze down and walked away from him.

It was very nice in the garden. The sun was brightly shining over her, and she was enjoying her cold drink in peace. She couldn't stop thinking about him. It was a strange feeling; mixture of frustration, embarrassment and longing. She knew, it was a bad idea to stay in his room. All of those crazy hormones now played tricks with her mind. Haruhi grabbed the book and proceeded to read it. Thanks God, Kyoya sent the girls back and she didn't need to pretend to be a host. After all, with her current wardrobe she wouldn't be able to. Damn him! She couldn't even concentrate on the stupid book.

Rich Bastard!

Haruhi slammed the book shut angrily and tossed it away. She let out a annoyed sigh and crossed her arms in anger. Why should she bother remembering his stupid face, when he didn't even bother to look at her?

"Ughh, Haruhi, he did and you just chickened out and run away, didn't you?" she thought irritated, "annoying bastard he is. Why does he make me so angry? I just want to go and yell at him."

"Haruhi?" it was Tamaki's voice. She glanced up and saw him approaching her. She sighed.

God! No! Only not Tamaki. She couldn't bear anything more today.

"Senpai?" she said looking at the overenthusiastic king.

"I am so glad to find you," he said cheerfully and sat next to her, "I wanted to talk to you about yesterday, since morning."

Not that! Not now!

"Well, I am sorry Tamaki-senpai for making you and others worry and I apologize for all the trouble you had to go through because of me."

"Oh, Haruhi," he said in a soft voice, "you shouldn't apologize. I overreacted and wasn't considerate to you."

Since when Tamaki was so reasonable?! She looked at him a little surprised and nodded.

"I still think you should be careful, but I am sorry for yelling at you," he continued, "I actually felt so horrible about it the whole night."

"It's really okay Tamaki-senpai" she said smiling, "after all, you just wanted me to be safe."

Tamaki smiled at her and then took out something from his pocket. Haruhi saw a small pouch in his hand. He gave it to her.

"I wanted to give you something as a token of an apology," he said.

Haruhi looked at him surprised and opened the bag. There was a beautiful bracelet decorated with tiny pink gems.

"It's beautiful," she said moving it in her fingers, "but I can't accept this senpai."

"Why not?" Tamaki said pouting, "if you like it, why can't you keep it?"

"Well, I just don't wear jewelry and ..." she paused. She didn't know how to put it. How explain to him that it didn't feel right to accept a present from him.

"Please Haruhi," Tamaki said smiling guiltily, "it's just a bracelet. It will make me happy, if you keep it."

"I..." she wanted to protest, but Tamaki quickly took the bracelet from her hands and locked it around her wrist. It really looked beautiful.

"Oh, Haruhi," he nearly screamed, "it looks so cute on you."

Haruhi sighed. She did find the bracelet beautiful, but she didn't want to keep it. She decided to go along with Tamaki and then she would just secretly return it to him. Tamaki was too difficult to explain things to and she didn't have the patience now. Thinking about that jerk Kyoya completely exhausted her mind. It was so strange that he didn't show his face around and order her around. After all, they needed to play the 'falling in love' game to satisfy his crazy dad.

...

It was already evening. Haruhi didn't return back to the summerhouse. She spent all that time in the garden. Kyoya didn't know why he felt so worried. His heart was still filling his system with panic educing beats as he remembered seeing Haruhi sitting in the garden and talking to Tamaki. She looked so pretty. It really suited her to wear a dress. Her appearance was playing such tricks with his mind that he didn't dare to look at her again. He shouldn't have kissed her yesterday. The first time in the cafe closet, when he kissed her, it didn't feel so wrong. But now... now he didn't know what to think.

Kyoya closed his laptop and looked at Tamaki, who was chatting with twins about something stupid. He felt strange anger towards him. Tamaki did anger him before. He did and it was so horrible that he acted physically. He was a rather restrained person and he never raised a finger on anyone. But Tamaki was another story. This anger, though, was so different from what he felt before. It was annoying him and bugging him.

'Why isn't she coming back?' he thought worried.

He felt like he was becoming Tamaki. And it annoyed him even more. But what if she was really in trouble. After what happened yesterday, she wasn't supposed to roam around unattended. Come to think of it. He needed to contact Tachibana later on to see if he found anything on those obnoxious idiots. It irked him, how they managed to enter a private beach so easily. Something wasn't right. He could feel it.

The burning wood in fireplace of the sitting room was warming the room gently. He couldn't understand why they needed fire at this time of the year but unfortunately the day turned a bit gloomier after the shining morning.

"That stupid commoner doesn't have any mind at all. It should be cold outside and she is sitting in one tiny dress that barely covers her." Kyoya thought angrily, "where the hell is she?"

"Kyo-chan," Honey called his name. Kyoya looked at the cute looking host, "You look so absent-minded. Are you worried about something?"

Of course, regardless of how Honey-senpai looked, he was rather observant and smart.

"No, I think, I forgot something important to do," Kyoya answered casting a sweet smile, "I need to go... to take care of it."

"Yes, go ahead!" Honey-senpai responded with a cute smile, "it's cold in the gardens, isn't it?"

Kyoya glanced at him surprised, but the man who looked like a elementary schoolboy, was already walking back to the table, where his sweets were. Did he know something?

Kyoya ignored the thought and walked out of the room. A beautiful corridor was leading to a closed balcony. As soon as Kyoya opened the door, he bumped into someone. It was Haruhi.

"Oh, I am sorry sen..." she looked at him stammering and then looked away with a deep blush.

Whatever was boiling in his mind since morning exploded, as soon as he saw her face.

"I am greatly disappointed in you," he started angrily, "what were you thinking? It's cold outside and you just sat in the garden in nothing but a thin dress that is more appropriate for bed actually than your outdoor activities."

'What the hell is he speaking?' Haruhi wondered scowling at him.

"My dress is fine," she spat at him, "and I am not cold. And I don't need your approval. Jerk!"

She pushed passed him and went to the corridor. Kyoya stood there for a second in complete confusion and befuddlement. What was wrong with her? He run after her and stopped her at her door.

"What is wrong with you?" he said, standing in front of the door and blocking her way in.

"What is wrong with me?" she said snorting, "I should ask you; what is wrong with you?"

Kyoya shrugged his shoulders, "nothing!"

"Actually, I'd love to know what is going on between us. First, you kiss me, and then you ignore me, and then you yell at me. What does all of this mean?"

She was so blunt and straightforward, he couldn't wrap his head around her demands of clarifying their relationship. He himself had no clue of what was going on between them.

"I don't know," he said, his voice low, almost like a whisper, "I don't know myself, alright!"

Haruhi scowled at him again and sighed.

"What do you want?"

"I..." Kyoya looked at her, "you..."

He didn't know what to say. Kyoya Ootori didn't know what to say. What the hell happened with the world?

"I need to go in," she said as matter of fact, "I need to take a shower."

"Can I come in?" Kyoya asked.

She looked at him with a weighing gaze and then nodded. She didn't know why he wanted to come in and she didn't know why she agreed. As soon as they entered her room, she felt embarrassed for her outburst.

Stupid, Stupid Haruhi! What were you thinking? You and him don't have anything between you going on. It's just random circumstances clashing. Besides would you even want anything between you and this... this rich bastard, this arrogant jerk... You should try to keep your distance from him.

"I am sorry," she started, "I might be closer to that time of the month, hence my nerves all out of order. I just blurted stupid things."

Let Haruhi to be blunt about everything, including her biological states. Kyoya sighed. He actually didn't want to talk about it. He was angry at her. She talked to Tamaki so sweetly and then accepted a gift from him. He glanced at the beautiful bracelet on her wrist.

"That's a pretty bracelet," he noted innocently, "I didn't know you have a thing for jewelry."

He just wanted to see her reaction and know what she will respond. Of course, he saw Tamaki giving it to he earlier, when he went to the garden to talk about their plans. He scanned her face. But she seemed completely unfazed by his remarks.

"Oh this?" she lifted her arm, "well, to be honest, I find it pretty too. But I have to return it to Tamaki-senpai. He decided I need a 'token of apology'. Actually, it would be a favour on your side to return it to him."

"Why didn't you just refuse to accept," he asked, "wouldn't it have been easier?"

"Is there a reason you are here?" she asked annoyed by his accusing tone.

Kyoya looked at her and instinctively moved closer.

"I don't know," he said, "maybe there is a reason. Maybe, there is not and I just wanted to be around you."

She looked up at him and feeling his sweet smell closed her eyes. Kyoya leaned down and planted a tender kiss on her lips. They looked at each other and she gasped.

"Can I stay?" Kyoya asked.

"Just lock the door. I don't want guests in the morning," she said blushing.

A/N- I hope you liked this chapter and thank you all for your reviews, favs and follows. Thanks a lot to everyone. Any thoughts on the chapter? what did you like, what you would want to be different?