I'm so sorry for the late update. And I have several alibis to, school, getting banned from the computer…cough… selfish brothers…cough and more.

I'm sorry to say that I'm afraid that my grades might drop… (Tries to hold up her tears). I got Cs on my last project (below my standards)

It was mostly because I only get a limited time on the computer (thanks to a certain brother of mine) and the project has a lot of research. (Which I got only a few of)

And guess what? The project was about the book Fahrenheit 451, and I learned a lot from it. Most of it is sad, but true, so I might put the things I learned in this Ch.


The Feeling of Betrayal Ch. 12

By innocent school girl

Knock, knock.

"Come in." Yoshio Ohtori said as he reads the newspaper and sits on his leather chair of his private office at home.

The door opened and revealed the intelligent shadow king of the host club. "You asked for my presence, Father." He started. Yoshio lowered his newspaper and looked at his third son.

"Yes. Kyouya, have you read the newspapers lately?" he asked.

"Yes, Father." He replied.

"So you are aware that the media knows about your relationship with Ms. Fujioka." He stated.

"Yes, Father." Kyouya confirmed. He and Haruhi had been going out for over three weeks now. They are happily together (though he doesn't really show it) and Haruhi finally grew her hair just below her shoulders.

The media had no idea of their relationship until there were a very small band of 'against Kyouya/Haruhi relationship' (made mostly of outraged guys and the rest are desperate Kyouya fans) that had a quiet uproar two weeks ago. Unfortunately, a reporter heard it and it made front page: Third son of Ohtori, dating a simple commoner!!!

Usually a relationship between famous people isn't much of a big deal, but since it's between a powerful son and a simple commoner, it's huge. (Did you guys know that a Japanese princess married a simple archeologist or something like that last year? It was pretty big.)

"And you also know that ever since the media found out, business increased about 45." His father said as he goes through files on his table. Kyouya's onyx eyes widened.

"It's true, and it looks like those benefits I was talking to you about your relationship with Ms. Fujioka are already coming our way. And I expect that there are even more to come when you two get engaged. I expect that that day would come soon enough while the press is still in your case." Yoshio said.

"Yes, Father" was all he could say.

"Also, I want to congratulate you for succeeding on seducing Ms. Fujioka. I see you found a way that finally made her crack." Yoshio added.

"Thank you, father." Kyouya said with a very straight face, though he was smirking inwardly.

They discussed more about handling the media and being careful that they do not bother everyone too much about the issue. And little do they know that the camera in the office is recording their every move.


Sunday 2 p.m.

Haruhi is running as fast as she could, trying to run away from the reporters behind her. But it's especially hard when you're carrying two grocery bags. Haruhi then saw her apartment complex, 'almost there!' she thought as she raced up the stairs.

"Got… to… open… the… door…" she panted as she goes through her keys. And without a moment too long, she opened the door of her apartment and swiftly went inside.

She caught her breath when she got inside and started blocking the door. She could hear people pleading for her to open it, but she doesn't answer them.

A few minutes later, she could hear that the reporters' footsteps fading away from her door. 'Thank goodness they're leaving. They've been like that ever since they found out that I'm Kyouya Ohtori's commoner girlfriend.' She thought to herself.

Haruhi sat in front of the TV to relieve her stress somehow. As she flipped through the channels, all she could see was the gossip between her and Kyouya. She grew irritable and finally turned off the TV.

"Argh! Why do they keep on talking about such nonsense? Why can't they ever report about something important for once? Like how obesity is affecting our children right now? Or that war in Iraq? Why can't the paparazzi just leave me alone?!" Haruhi muttered.

Then she grumpily started to unpack all the groceries that lied on top of the table.

After that she took a bath and changed into jeans, a t-shirt and a sweatshirt. She added a few clips on her hair so that it wouldn't go to her face and headed towards the train station.

While inside the train, Haruhi hid her face with the hood on her sweatshirt to remain unseen and listened to the pink iPod that Fuyumi gave her. She is thankful that Fuyumi gave it to her, even though she hesitated at first, since it kept her entertained when nobody was around.

She got off the train a few moments later and headed towards the amusement park. And finally, she stood in front of a clock tower which said one fifty-six in the afternoon. She continued listening to her iPod until a dark figure stood next to her.

Haruhi looked up. "Kyouya." she said as she looked at his boyfriend. She was happy he was here. He's wearing "commoner's clothes", a simple pair of jeans, and a sweater.

"Good afternoon Haruhi." He greeted. "Am I late?" he asked as he looks at his watch.

"No, I'm just here a little early." She replied.

"Hmm... I see. It's rare to see you early. Did you want to see me that much?" He teased.

Haruhi laughed and slightly blushed. "Err... so Kyouya, where do you want to go first?" she asked as they started to walk.

"I don't know, I rarely go to amusement parks." He said. Haruhi just stared at him.

"What?"

"Kyouya, don't you ever go to amusement parks or have any vacation with your parents?" she asked.

"No, my father is always busy so the only times I get to see him is during company parties, sometimes during breakfast and supper, and occasionally when he asks me to." He explained.

"Oh, I see." Haruhi mumbled. There was a moment of silence. Kyouya knew that Haruhi is deep in her thoughts.

"Haruhi, what do you say that we ride the roller coaster first?" he suggested. Kyouya pointed at a tall ride with numerous loops. Haruhi came back from reality and smiled. "Sure."

They stood in line for the ride and soon enough, Kyouya got irritated of standing in line. He's isn't used to waiting for anything so this is the first and Haruhi is giving him a lot of credit for it.

Kyouya walked away from the line and headed towards the front. But Haruhi stopped him and pulled him back into the line. Haruhi knew that Kyouya would ask if he could cut in front of the line. He may even threaten the employees to talk to the manager… or worse the owner to get what he wants.

"Haruhi, why did you pull me?" Kyouya asked.

"Because I know what you're thinking and if you do it, it would draw attention to us. We're trying to stay hidden here. Remember? That's why we wear hooded sweaters?" Haruhi reasoned.

Kyouya just sighed. He admits that she was right. Once someone noticed that they got a special treatment of any kind, they would ask why two ordinary people get to have special treatments. And then they would bind to know who they are. And sooner or later reporters and photographers would arrive to see the hottest couple in Tokyo…no, Japan…no, the world (not exaggerating there) spend their day.

And besides, Haruhi likes to have her privacy. That's one of the many things he likes about her. She doesn't like people for their money nor their looks or whatever publicity they give to her, she likes people just the way they are. Around her, everybody could be themselves.

So for her, he would wait patiently at this long, boring commoner line.

After the roller coaster, Haruhi insisted that they would ride the log fume in the park. After that the bumper cars, Octopus, then Kyouya watched Haruhi do the reverse bungee then they switched, they also rode the Helter Skelter, break dance the ride, Screaming Swing and by the time they finished the Tilt-A-Whirl, both were dizzy and exhausted.

Weary and dizzy, they decided to sit on the benches. Right behind them was the Ferris wheel and there was screaming coming from rides in the background.

"Are these… the only things… you…commoners do for fun?" Kyouya asked wearily. He was too tired to maintain his façade. But he did mange to cover up his curiosity, and amazement that commoners putting up with all what he's been through just to have fun.

"Not really, some of us go camping; go to the arcade like what we did the other day or sometimes just have a walk in the park." She explained.

'So simple people do simple things to have fun?' he thought. 'Then I now know that I picked the perfect gift for her.' He clutched at the small wrapped present on his jacket pocket.

"Kyouya, you must be thirsty, I'll go get us something to drink." Haruhi said as she gets up and heads towards the vending machines which are a several feet away from their bench.

Haruhi grabbed the soda cans at the bottom of the machines and stood up. "Are you by any chance Haruhi Fujioka?" a voice from behind her asked. Haruhi stiffened. 'Has the paparazzi found me already?' she thought to herself. Slowly, she turned around to see the person who called her name.

The person turned out to be a guy, in his 20s perhaps? He has this familiar black hair, which is fixed on a pretty cool hairstyle. And much to Haruhi's relief, he's wearing a black suit so it must mean that he's not a reporter.

"Yes, that's me." she replied. "And who might you be?" she asked the dark haired stranger.

"Akito Ohtori." He replied. 'Akito, wait, Ohtori? Could it be that he's related to Kyouya?' she thought.

"Yes, I'm related to Kyouya Ohtori, he's actually my younger brother." He replied. 'Yep, their brothers all right.' She thought. 'Wait, what is he doing here in an amusement park?'

"I was in a business meeting with the owners of this park." He replied. 'Okay, okay your Kyouya's brother, I get it. You don't have to read my mind again to prove it' she thought.

"So you're the famous Haruhi Fujioka. I see that my brother has a good eye for women as well. You are a pretty girl." He emphasized the word 'brother'.

"Thank you Mr. Ohtori." Haruhi replied.

"You don't have to call me 'Mr. Ohtori'; you can call me Akito-san. After all, we're practically family now, aren't we?" he smirked mischievously.

"Yes, Akito-san." She replied.

"You know Miss Fujioka, I've been meaning to talk to you lately." He said. He looked around and said, "Can we talk somewhere private?" he asked. Haruhi nodded then Akito ushered her to an ice cream parlor inside the park and they sat across each other. They didn't order anything since it was going to be quick.

"Miss Fujioka, is my brother treating you well?" he asked her.

"Well… yes. Why do you ask?"

"Well, how can I say this… I know that you like my brother dearly Miss Fujioka and I already look at you as my own sister… but, I'm afraid you might get hurt when things develop any further." He said.

"Why should I get hurt?" Haruhi asked with a confused look on her face.

"I think this should clear a few things up." He handed her a DVD disk in a case and stood up. Haruhi looked at it puzzlingly.

"Huh? What is this?" she asked.

"A little something that should tell you the truth. Play it when you think you're ready. But don't take too long." He stood up and walked away.

Haruhi is looking at the case with great curiosity.

'What does he mean by 'the truth'?' she thought. 'Maybe these are baby videos of Kyouya.' She giggles.

'Akito-san might have thought that this would be a funny thing to watch since today is…' then she sees Kyouya still sitting on the bench where she left him.

Kyouya stood up. "Sorry I took so long, I saw… some attractions on my way back." She said.

"Fine, but now we better hurry up or we would be late." He said while glancing over his watch.

"Okay." was all she said as they walk towards the exit and into an alley. There they got in the black SUV and drove off.

They arrived at the Ohtori mansion a few minutes later. They both changed into their semi-formal clothes and headed towards the dinning room…cough hall cough. There waited Kyouya's father, his brother (you-know-who), his sister and her husband.

And even though Haruhi met almost all of Kyouya's family, she's still nervous having dinner with them. And that goes double for Yoshio Ohtori.

They sat down right next to each other with Kyouya on his father's left side of the table.

There was an awkward silence for 5 seconds, but for Haruhi, it seemed like forever. Her heart beat grew faster and faster. 'OMG! What will I do now? What if they don't like me? What would happen next?' she kept on asking herself over and over.

"Haruhi, it's nice to see you again." A voice from the other side of the table said. Haruhi looked up, it was Fuyumi. 'My savior!' she thought.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to see you again too." She replied.

"It's been a long time since we last saw each other. I remember back then when you were just Kyouya's friend." Fuyumi said. "And now look at you, you and Kyouya are the biggest couple in Japan." She teased. Haruhi just slightly blushed.

"Miss Fujioka, I see that you're the top of your class again." Yoshio spoke up.

"Yes." Haruhi replied. And this goes on for thirty minutes. At first it was an awkward conversation then later on they loosen up. And even Yoshio loosens up a little!!!

After dinner, Kyouya and Haruhi went upstairs to his room.

"That was easier than I thought…" she said. "I thought for a second there that they wouldn't like me." she sat down on the sofa.

"What's not to like?" Kyouya said. "You're sweet, smart, and many more Haruhi, the only reason a person could ever hate you is because they're jealous."

Haruhi slightly blushed. Then Kyouya handed her a wrapped box. "What's this?" she asked.

"A little gift for a job well done." Kyouya replied.

Haruhi opened it with great curiosity. To her surprise, it was a locket. It was made of silver and it had a shape of a heart with some few flowers carved in. She opened it and saw a picture of her and Kyouya on one side and a picture of her parents when they were young on the other.

"Thank you Kyouya, I love it." She said. Kyouya took the locket and put it around her neck. After locking the chain, he spun her around to see her better. "You look lovely in that locket. Happy Valentine's day." He said.

"Happy Valentine's day." She said.

Then their faces grew nearer and nearer then suddenly…

Knock! Knock!

Kyouya sighed irritably, "Come in." he said. The maid entered with a wireless phone on her hand. "Master Kyouya, Tamaki-sama called. He said that he needs to talk to you." She said.

"Fine. I'll be there in a minute." Kyouya said.

"I'll be back." he said to Haruhi before he left her alone in his room.

She sighed and sat down once more on the couch. 'This might take a while, knowing Tamaki he would whine on whatever it is for about 10 minutes.' She thought. Then she remembered the DVD disk that Akito gave her earlier.

'Might as well watch it while Kyouya's gone.' She excitedly placed the disk on Kyouya's DVD player. 'I wonder what Kyouya looks like while he was little…' the she hit play.

She saw Yoshio Ohtori sitting in his office while reading the newspaper.

Knock, knock

"Come in" Yoshio Ohtori said as he reads the newspaper and sits on his leather chair of his private office at home.

The door opened and revealed the intelligent shadow king of the host club. "You asked for my presence father." He started. Yoshio lowered his newspaper and looked at his third son…

(If you don't remember this part, scroll up to the top of the Ch.)

TBC.


Finished. I just have two things to say.

Akito is the actual name of Kyouya's second to the eldest brother. (got that one on the manga volume 8, owned all of the volumes)

People, last Ch. isn't the climax, the next Ch. is.

P.S. Tnx for all of your reviews. And all of you (which is most of you) who thought that Mori likes Haruhi too, that would be revealed in two ch. And thanks to all my readers!!! Tnx to you I have over 12000 hits!!!

Next Ch.: the fourth rose, Kyouya's POV.

Hi! Nicole here. Happy Valentine's Day!!