Everything to Gain
Chapter 25: A Game
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Your lovely author Blue here with another chapter.
This one is nicely long so be prepared.
And, we might be getting some fluff in the forecast.
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Tell me if you see any mistakes, this baby was edited quickly, so there are always a few things I could miss.
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Only a little while after Haruhi felt the comfortable hand of sleep take her, she felt someone gently shaking her awake.
"Haruhi?" A quite voice said, "Wake up now."
An almost inaudible groan passed through her lips as she blinked, trying to rub off the sleep.
Her eyes focused on Kyouya who was looking down at her with the faint reminiscence of a smile on his face and she snapped awake.
"O-Oh, did I fall asleep? I'm so-"
"It's fine." The corners of his lips flickered upward, "Trust me it is. It was actually quite entertaining watching you sleep. I don't think I have seen anything like it."
She felt her face begin to grow hot and her mind began to think of ways to change the subject.
"What time is it?" She asked, looking at his wristwatch.
He glanced at it and said coolly, "7:52."
"What?" She asked, standing up and grabbing her bag off of the ground and shoving all of her stuff into it, "We're going to be late for class!"
Haruhi began to make her way to the door when she felt a cool hand on her wrist and she stopped.
Kyouya's hand slid into hers as he pulled her back towards him, "We aren't going to be late, but you should at least wait for me."
She didn't move, feeling guiltily content with the feeling of his hand in hers.
Soon enough Kyouya stood up with his bag and glasses on and pulled her out of the niche and through the door of Music Room #3.
She noticed his pace quicken as they descended the stairs and she internally smirked.
Hm, so he is worried about being late..
Haruhi could hear the chatter of Ouran students around the bend of the hallway and she noticed Kyouya's hand drop from hers quickly.
Oh.
He pushed the doors of the South Wing open for her and she walked through, squinting in the now bright morning light.
"We can still make it if we hurry Haruhi, this way." He gestured to his right, through as small alley in between buildings.
They moved through the alleyway and came out halfway between the entrances of Class 1 and Class 2.
Kyouya smirked as he looked at his watch, "Here we are at 7:55 with time to spare."
Haruhi let out a light sigh, "I guess you were right then. Great."
She was in the process of turning around when he said, "Oh, before we part ways for the day Haruhi. I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to an event tonight."
"Hm?" She said, looking back at him, "What kind of event are we talking about?"
"Nothing too outrageous. My father has some business clients coming in town, the Kiamore's. You might remember them from the welcoming party for the Karenazawa's. My father said that you had apparently made a very nice impression on them, so he asked if I would escort you again. We are going to the Leatone Opera House. It wouldn't take terribly long, and I am sure it will be at least mildly interesting to you."
He looked at her with a light smile and she sighed again, "I guess I'll come, as long as I am not forced into some uncomfortable dress with God awful heels like the last time."
Kyouya let out a low chuckle, "Thank you. I suppose I'll talk to you after the Host Club then."
He flashed her a dazzling smile, "Oh, and have a good day Haruhi."
"You too." She smiled back as she watched him walk away from her into the Class 2's building.
Haruhi turned and made her way into the Class 1-A's room with only minutes to spare.
She had just barely sat down when the bell rang and she sighed with a smile still on her face.
Haruhi hopped up the steps of the South Wing, taking two at a time.
She was in an oddly cheerful mood.
Her hand barely graced the railing as she made a quick turn to the right and she opened the door to the Host Club.
"Haruhi!~" Tamaki sung, swinging her around and grabbing her into a large bear hug.
She gulped and then wriggled back and forth to get free, eventually resorting to yelling, "Let go Tamaki-sempai!"
He released the unnaturally strong grip of his arms and she fell on the floor.
A hand swiftly pulled her up and she recognized it to be Kyouya, who said gave her a small smirk and said, "Now that hasn't happened in a while, has it?"
He let go of her hand and continued walking across the room to a small couch.
Haruhi looked around at the Arabian decorations from this morning, the silky fabric was now covered in twinkling lights which lit the room dimly, seeing as the windows were all covered.
"Do you like the decorations Haruhi? Don't they inspire such an overwhelming romantic passion inside of you, like a-"
"No, they don't." She replied bluntly, making her way to the back room.
She could practically hear Tamaki go into his Corner of Woe as she walked.
Inside the back room was a rack of costumes, each labelled with a name.
She quickly flipped through them and pulled out the one labelled with hers before walking into the changing room.
She inspected it with a sigh before putting it on and looking in the mirror.
It was a gauzy mess in her eyes, pants and a shirt; sewn together to look as if it were going to fall off at any moment.
The fabric strips fell down her body in every which way and was only stopped by an intricately weaved belt that seemed to be made out of a variety of twines and beads.
Around her head was a kaffiyeh (Arabian head wrapping) with a twine-made band to hold the white fabric in place as it fell onto her neck and around her head.
"Eh.." She said, shrugging her shoulders before walking out of the changing room with her other clothes in hand.
Haruhi quickly deposited them in her cabinet in the back of the room and opened the door to the main room.
The rest of the Host's were already in place at the large sitting area in front of the door and they looked towards her as she walked.
She noticed Kyouya watch her carefully as she walked by and as she came closer to him she could see the thin smirk on his face grow bigger tauntingly when their eyes met.
She narrowed her eyes at him, trying to return his challenge as discreetly as she could, but she only succeeded in making his grin grow larger.
"Haruhi! Sit over here!" Hikaru said, pointing to the seat next to his.
"Oh, okay." She said, a plan beginning to form in her head.
Although it wasn't completely her style, Haruhi found herself for once wanting to win against Kyouya.
I suppose it couldn't be a bad idea..
I mean, what's the worst that could happen..
Even though I haven't ever really done anything of this sort before, I'm sure I'll be able to pull it off.
The place where she was directed to sit was a small spot in between Hikaru and Tamaki.
She passed a small opening in front of Kyouya to sit down next to the others.
She found herself barely fitting into the small seat in between the two men but she didn't say anything, she just let herself be lightly pushed against them both as she sat.
"Whoa, look at this Haruhi!" Hikaru said, grabbing her by the elbow and turning her towards Kaoru, who was above him, to see Kaoru covered in the gauzy wrappings of his shirt so that he looked like a mummy.
Hikaru laughed, moving himself towards Haruhi just enough so that Haruhi began to fall back and her head landed on Tamaki, who stiffened and turned towards her.
"Oh, sorry." She said, sitting up.
"It's fine!" He said with a smile before turning back to his conversation with Honey on his right.
She turned her head back to look at Kyouya who was glaring at her darkly.
What had once been a small grin began to grow on her face as she looked at the obviously very annoyed Kyouya and she shrugged.
As he mouthed the words, 'Be prepared for revenge Haruhi' a shiver went down her spine and she turned back around, suddenly very afraid of what she had invoked.
She swallowed.
Tamaki clapped loudly and said, "Alright everyone! Here is the plan for today. We will all have separate 'rooms' today. In each one of the corners is a small room area with chairs and a couch or bed. Each one of us will man one of these for the entire day. I get the one to our immediate left, the twins get the one to our immediate right, Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai get the in the back left corner of the room and Haruhi gets the back right corner. Try and keep up the Arabian theme as much as you can, it is romantic and alluring, perfect for charming all of the wonderful ladies hearts."
Haruhi let out an obvious sigh as she realized the room she would be hosting in today was the same room she had been with Kyouya in earlier.
She did her best to try and discreetly looked over her shoulder at Kyouya; who's eyes flickered up from something he was writing in his notebook to meet hers with a smug smile.
Well, this is going to be interesting..
Hikaru tapped her arm and she turned towards the now opening door just in time to put on a big smile and say, "Welcome!" to the entering girls.
Haruhi had laid down on the bed in her small 'room' and her eyes drooped.
She had bid farewell to all of her clients only a few minutes ago and her mind seemed to have crashed.
Well, that's what you get for having four hours of sleep and then trying to function all day.
I wonder how I'll make it through that opera with Kyouya tonight..
She shuddered.
I wonder if he is still serious about that revenge..
I really hope not.. I can't say I've ever seen him try and get revenge on someone, and I doubt it is going to be simple.
Her mind went through a myriad of scenarios that he could probably make happen and she shuddered again.
Haruhi heard the soft pad of footsteps come her way and she sat up slowly.
Kyouya looked over her reaching out a hand, which she gladly took, and pulled her up off of the bed and into his arms.
"So, I suppose someone was tired again?" He said quietly, his voice only loud enough for her to hear.
She contemplated denying it and then dismissed the idea, "Perhaps.. I just haven't caught on to this whole, no sleep and somehow still functioning idea you have."
"And now you see my reasons for constantly sleeping in, it makes up for lost time."
"Why would you do that if you could just go to sleep at a normal hour and then wake up normally as the rest of us do?" She asked, her face pressed against the top of his chest.
She heard a chorus of goodbyes come from the door as Tamaki had his clients exit.
"Are those the last ones?" She wondered out loud before asking, "We're still on for tonight, right?"
"Why of course," He began, taking his arms off of Haruhi and pushing her gently out into the main room with him, "Is there a reason why we wouldn't be?"
"No, I just-"
She was interrupted by two pairs of hands grabbing her and screaming, "Haruhi! We forgot to tell you how adorable you look in that outfit we made you!"
Kaoru lifted up a strip of fabric and whispered, "You could keep it if you want."
Hikaru's voice also floated into her ear, to close for comfort, "Yes, it does look very nice on you, so we wouldn't mind."
She glanced over at Kyouya, who was still a few meters away where she had left him.
He was looking at the twin's arms around her with an odd glare of annoyance that made Haruhi chuckle.
Hikaru looked at her laughing face with a curious expression.
"What's so funny?", he looked down at his and Kaoru's hands around her stomach, "Are you ticklish or something?"
His hand lightly moved along the bottom of her ribs and she saw Kyouya's glare deepen, which only made her laugh more.
"You are?"
Both of their hands moved to tickle her and Haruhi watched Kyouya carefully.
His hands slowly began to tighten into fists as he looked at her and he nonchalantly shoved them into his pockets.
She let herself laugh for just a little bit longer and then straightened up and said, "Stop, I'm, uh, not ticklish. I was actually laughing at something else."
"Oh yeah, what was it then?" Hikaru asked, obviously not believing her.
She slipped out of their arms, "Something."
That was an intelligent response on my part..
Walking back towards Kyouya,who was still shooting her a dark glare, she gave him the slightest of grins.
I think I just won..
She heard the loud ringing of the clock tower as she walked, it was seven already.
Kyouya turned his head towards her, "I suppose that means it is our time to go then. We should change quickly."
They both walked into the back room grabbing their clothes and then going into separate changing rooms.
Haruhi slipped on a blue stripped shirt and a pair of shorts before stepping out of the dressing room and hanging her outfit back up on the rack.
There is no way I am keeping that..
She walked back into the main room where Kyouya was already waiting for her as they began to walk towards the door he stopped.
"Tamaki?" He called out, looking around for him.
"What?" Tamaki called out as he walked out of the shower room wearing fresh clothes and a towel around his head.
"I believe it is yours and the twins turn to clean up for the day."
The King of the Host Club's eyes began to water, "But… But Kyouya.. I was going to go home and play with Antoine-"
"You can do that after you clean."
He pouted and then yelled out, "Hikaru, Kaoru, we have cleaning duties today!"
Two groans rang out as Kyouya pushed her to the door.
"Hey, what is everyone else doing? Why do we have to be the only ones cleaning up?" Hikaru said, pointing the questions at Kyouya.
He turned towards Hikaru, "Well, Haruhi, Mori-sempai, and Honey-sempai both cleaned last week and I do enough work in the mornings arranging for all of the food and drinks to be bought and brought here as well as cleaning up any messes you missed that I am excused as well."
The red haired twin gave a loud sigh, rolling his eyes and turned back to his brother.
Kyouya pulled Haruhi by the wrist and led her out the door and around the corner of the hallway, where her hand slipped into his.
"That was interesting." She commented, glancing back towards the door of the Host Club.
"I still doubt they will get any actual cleaning done."
"Eh, probably not." She replied.
He pushed up his glasses with his free hand as they descended the last steps on the staircase.
Kyouya pushed the door open for her and she walked right into the limo.
She scooted down the row of seats a little bit, leaving him plenty of room.
But, their bodies still touched as he sat down next to her, seeming determined to remain in contact with her.
His arm wrapped around her lower back and he pulled her just a tiny bit closer to him.
The car started moving forward.
"So, Haruhi. Would you like to explain your actions to me, or would you like my revenge to be extracted now."
She blinked, not understanding what he was asking.
He stared at her for a little while longer, seeing if she was going to give a response.
Oh! I know, he want me to tell him why I-
It seemed he had reached his time limit for responses.
"Time's up." He said, leaning closer to her.
His hand reached to the side of her face and he pulled her lips to his.
Kyouya pushed his body closer to her, closing up any small gap there may have been in between them.
His lips pushed against her more fervently than they had before and a light shiver went through her as she felt his hand touch a bare spot of skin on her lower back.
She responded to his kiss, instinctively kissing him back.
As his cold hand ran along the base of her chin Haruhi gave a small gasp and his tongue slid into her mouth.
Her heart began to pound as she tasted him and she moved into it, enjoying the sharp, minty taste that had now taken over her mouth.
An almost inaudible groan escaped from her lips that he somehow seemed to hear.
He pressed closer to her, but lifted his lips off of hers.
"What are you-" She began.
"I'm reminding you of something next time you try and gauge my reactions from a petty game Haruhi. I wouldn't be jealous of their actions because I know one thing."
"And what is that?" She asked quietly.
His voice turned into a low whisper," You are mine."
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~Blue