Chapter Nine

I give you the next chapter!

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Haruhi and Kyoya road in silence, she was still in his arms with her head resting on his left shoulder. They were a little more than a half hour away from Haruhi's house.

Kyoya ran his hand though her Haruhi's hair; making her sigh and close her eyes.

"Don't do that Kyoya."

Kyoya withdrew he's hand from her hair.

"I'm sorry Senpai but I can't give you what you want from me. I wouldn't even try. You should have someone better than myself, I'm no good for you."

Kyoya eyes widened. "Oh Haruhi, you're silly. How could I find anyone better then you?" Kyoya smirked and kissed the top of her head.

"Kyoya…?"

Kyoya chuckled and hugged her close to him. "What is it?"

"Can we not tell anyone about this?"

"What is there to tell?"

Haruhi smiled up at him just as the limo stopped at her and her father's apartment.

"Can I walk you up?"

"I guess." Haruhi said looking away.

Kyoya and Haruhi got out the limo. Haruhi walked to the trunk, grabbed her stuff and started to walk to the stairs when Kyoya took her bag from her and let her lead the way. When they got to the top of the stairs Kyoya put her bag on the ground, pulled her into a hug and lightly kissed her lips. To his surprise Haruhi responded, her lips moved slightly and out of tune with his. Her eyes widened, pulled away from him, and she quickly grabbed her bag then rushed inside, thus leaving Kyoya out on the door step with a shocked expression. Kyoya smiled, turned around and walked down the steps. He got in his limo and road home with the same smile on his lips.

Haruhi walked into the apartment and straight into her dad. Her eyes grew in fear.

"Did he see?" she thought.

Without warning he slapped her hard across the face. Haruhi felt her eyes tear up and pain rush to her face. She could also smell the whiskey on his breath.

"You dirty whore! Is that where you've been? Whoring yourself out to that damn club you're always at!"

He slapped her again across her other cheek, harder than the last time, she fell to her knees. Tears fell from her eyes. He then punched her making her fall flat on her face.

"You disgust me." He spat on her face. He then kicked her in the stomach.

"Damn he's going to bruise me this time."

He kicked her again, harder than the last. Haruhi cried out in pain as his foot collided with her ribcage. Her breath was knocked out of her; he then picked her up and slammed her against the wall, her back hitting photographs and getting cut by the broken glass. She cried out again… He then grabbed her by the throat and punched her again. He smiled.

"I got to go to work. I'll finish with you when I get back."

He punched her in the face, letting go of her throat so she would fall to the floor, he kicked her once more; walked over to where his work stuff was, grabbed it then left her bleeding on the floor.

Yasuo was walking along the sidewalk when he saw a limo go by. He was only a few yards from where Haruhi lived with her father. He kept he's head bowed when he saw her father heading towards him.

"If that is what you'd call him. The last time I checked he hadn't done a single good thing for Haruhi. I wonder what she's doing right now."

He was at the foot of the stairs that went up to her apartment. He got to the door hoping she was home…

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The door to the apartment opened. Haruhi, expecting it to be her father, lay motionless. Yasuo stared wide eyed at the sight before him, Haruhi was on the floor; her bottom lip was bleeding and she had the beginnings of bruises on her face and her arm was in an slang. She wasn't lying on her stomach so the blood on her dress was not visible.

"Haruhi?" he walked over to her, kneeled beside her head and stroked her cheek.

Haruhi knowing his touch looked up at him, with a sad smile on her face. She reached up and stroked his face, then let her hand fall. "Hey Yasuo, what took you so long?"

Yasuo smiled just as sad at her and sat cross legged beside her. "I'm sorry, love. I tried to come back sooner, but father kept sending me on different missions. Haruhi, what happened to you?"

All Haruhi did was keep the same sad smile on her face.

"Was it Ryoji?" She nodded. Yasuo persona changed, he stiffened and his eyes grew dark and glazed over. Haruhi reached up and cupped his face regaining his attention. She lightly ran her thumb across his cheek, making him close his eyes and give in to her touch, she sat up. "Don't hurt him." She said then crawled in to his lap, with her facing him, she nuzzled his neck with her nose. Yasuo didn't respond to her statement.

"Did you ever find someone to replace me?" Haruhi's voice was quite, weak and full of emotion.

Yasuo sighed. "No Haruhi. There is no one who can be like you. I've missed you so much." Yasuo placed his hand under her chin and looked her in the eyes, she was crying. Yasuo wiped away the fallen tears then kissed both her eyelids. He pulled her close and held her tight. Haruhi wrapped her arms around him. He ran his hand though her hair stroking softly. "I've missed you so much Haru." He kissed the top of her hair.

(A/N: Haru is his pet name for her.)

"Yasuo, I missed you too." Haruhi looked up at him and smiled. Yasuo leaned forward cupped her cheek and lightly kissed her. Haruhi instantly responded, her lips moved in tune with his. The pace quickened, lips moved quicker, Yasuo tongue darted out and lightly traced the bottom of her lip causing her to stiffen in his arms and allowed him entrance. His tongue danced with hers, his lightly stroked the length of hers, Haruhi moaned. Yasuo pulled away and held her tight, Haruhi nuzzled close to him.

"Yasuo, you have no idea how much I missed you. I broke when you left me here, and for a while I thought I hated you for it, then Ryoji told me that you only used me and that I was a slut, and that's when the beatings started again. Later when I joined the Host Club I became a whore, so his beatings got worse, I would miss days of school because of the damage they left on my body."

Yasuo went rigid with silent rage. "How dare he? After all she's done for him after she saved him from losing everything, he goes treats her like shit!" he looked down at her. She looked fragile and weak curled up like she was. Something came over him suddenly, protectiveness, he had to protect her. Haruhi looked up at him with doe eyes that about broke his heart.

"Are you going to leave me here, with him again? I don't know how much more I can stand..." Haruhi trailed off and closed her eyes as a shudder ran down her spine as she remembered her father's words from before.

"No Haruhi. I will never leave you with this worthless excuse for a human being ever again."

Haruhi opened her eyes, they searched his face and eyes, trying to find some hint that you tell her that he was lying. "Do you mean it?"

"Yes, Haruhi, I'm taking you with me."

"But what about Ryoji?" Worry etched it's self over her face.

"He has lived with you not being here once, he can do it again."

"What about school?"

"I'll take you."

Panic flashed across her face. "No, you can't."

"And why not..?"

"The Host club will know."

Yasuo had a confused look on his face. "Host club…?"

Haruhi giggled, "Yes, I'm a part of it; it's a really long story."

Yasuo chuckled "I have the time. Tell me?"

Haruhi smiled, and told the tail of how she came to be a host…

"So the club's 'king' as well as the rest with the exclusion of Kyoya that you were a male student?"

Haruhi giggled and nodded. "Now I'm their 'secret princess'."

Yasuo burst out laughing "How could anyone possibly think you to be a guy? You're way too beautiful to be a guy Haru." Haruhi giggled and struggled closer, after Yasuo stopped laughing… "But why can't I drop you off at school then, they don't know of me do they?"

"Only Kyoya does, and if you dropped me off at school they would ask questions. Questions I wouldn't know how to answer." Haruhi said looking up though her eye lashes.

Yasuo looked down at her with eyebrows knit together, facial expression hard, but his face then softened at seeing her expression. "Okay, but why did you tell Kyoya?"

"I had to."

"Haruhi what do you mean you had to?" H's eyes grew dangerous dark.

"Not like that love. I was weak Yasuo, we were at the beach and I got in a fight with some of the locals and they pushed me off a cliff side into the ocean. Tamaki-Senpai jumped in after me and dragged me back to shore. Afterwards he yelled at me saying that 'I'm a girl and that I should have some way to protect myself'." Haruhi broke off and rolled her eyes. "Later that night Kyoya-Senpai tried to reinforce what he said, and it reminded of us. After many different situations involving myself, he confessed to me." Haruhi paused and looked up at the wide eyed Yasuo, Haruhi frowned then continued "I told him that I couldn't give him what he wanted from me and that I wouldn't try to. I told him why I wouldn't. He asked if I still love you." Haruhi looked down again. "I told him that I didn't know how I felt about you. He had to know why I couldn't return his feelings, please don't be upset."

"Haruhi, do you still not know how you feel about me?" Yasuo asked his voice low. Haruhi looked up at him with an unreadable expression on her face.

"No Yasuo, I know how I feel." Haruhi reached for his face.

Yasuo leaned down and kissed her for all he was worth, Haruhi matched his pace easily then she surpassed it. Her tongue entered his mouth and fought his for dominance, after a minute they broke apart in need for air. Yasuo rested his forehead against hers; he smiled and kissed her nose. "Haruhi, do you want to come live with me again?"

Haruhi smiled. "I would."

Yasuo smiled down at her. "Then we should go get some of your stuff before Ryoji gets back."

Haruhi nodded and stood up. She held out her hand to help him up, Yasuo took it and pulled himself up off the floor. Haruhi led him to her bedroom; she pulled out a suitcase and started putting random things she needed in. Yasuo leaned against the door way watching her. Yasuo noticed small blood stains on the back of her dress; he stayed salient and continued to study her.

Haruhi had grown in the last year, she was taller, her breast looked bigger and her bottom looked fuller. His eyes ran over her form, she had cut her hair, not that it made her less beautiful, and with her doe like eyes and long lashes she was easily the most stunning woman that he ever seen. Her lips also became fuller he noticed, she was still slender; but with longer legs. She didn't seem as clumsy as she was, and she seemed to be graceful when she walked. She was still pale with freckles spread throughout her face and body. And although she looked battered, as well as fragile, she was still his Haruhi.

Haruhi turned and looked at him. She studied him, trying to memorize everything about him again. She started with his face; his hair was dark brown almost black, it fell just above the nape of his neck he had bangs the fell just above his brow and were swept to the side, it was still an uncontrollable mess. He had emerald green eyes held so much of his emotion that he could easily make her putty in his hands. His complexion was still fair, he had pale pink lips that where just a shade darker than his skin. He was tall and muscular yet overly so. All in all he was handsome.

After she was done studying him she blinked three to four time, clearing her mind. She smiled softly. "I'm ready to go. But would it be alright if I wrote a note telling Ryoji where I went?"

Yasuo nodded and took her bag from her. Haruhi went over to her desk, grabbed a pencil and paper and wrote the note goodbye to her father.

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Ryoji came home around 7 to an empty house, no diner made, and no Haruhi.

"Haruhi!"

No answer.

"Haruhi, where is dinner?"

Still no answer.

"Where are you, you useless girl?"

Still with no reply, Ryoji stormed to her door. He threw open her door and stormed in. he looked around her shabby room and noticed some of her things gone, he slowly closed her door and saw where she put her goodbye note.

"Dear Ryoji,

I have left with Yasuo, and I don't know if I'll ever come back to you. You have changed from the father that I would have done anything for to a man who I'm afraid to look in the eye. This may be the last you will ever hear from me, I wish it wasn't this way, I wish you were the man whom I once called Father. But what you have done has driven me away. So, this is goodbye Ryoji.

Haruhi"

Ryoji hung his head as tears fell from his eyes.

"I've lost her again."

A/n: Please remember to tell me what you think… I know Ryoji is out of character, but this story has taken on its own life... But I shall try and tame it again. Please review and tell me your thoughts.

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