Rating: T, kinda leaning/hinting towards M.
Summary: Ever wondered what happened after the Host Club walked in on Tamaki having blindfolded Haruhi, as he found out that she was afraid of thunderstorms? Well, this offers one "possible" solution…
Pairing: Kyouya/Haruhi.
Warnings: Mild adult themes and the possibility of Out Of Character-behaviour.
Disclaimer: All characters and such are the property of its creator, Bisco Hatori-san. All I own is the plotline. This was written for mine and your entertainment only; I do not make any money on this. If you see this story posted anywhere else under a different name, please send me a message about it.
Safe from the storm.

Chapter 6
Hikaru looked at his watch. "It's 8 o'clock, Tono."

Tamaki paced around the huge dining room at Honey's mansion.

"Tama-chan, you should eat some breakfast." Honey said before taking a bite of the meal his maids had prepared for them.

"How can I eat in a time like this?!" He stopped and stared at them.

"You all think of me as a pervert and my dear daughter Haruhi is probably still asleep after the horrible experience she must have had, when you came and dragged me out!"
He said, dramatically flailing his arms around before sinking down on the floor.

"Explain your actions." Mori said before wiping off Honey's milkmoustache.

"I was trying to hel…"

He stopped, not sure if Haruhi would want him to share her secret of her being afraid of thunder with the rest of the Host Club.

Kaoru looked at him, one eyebrow raised.

"I was… trying to… show Haruhi what to do if… if…"

His head dropped.

"See, you can't explain it." Hikaru stated and sent him a glare, signalling that he wasn't pleased.

"Well then! Think what you want! I know what was going on and so does Haruhi! That's enough for me!"

Tamaki got up from the floor and glared at them, before crossing his arms as he turned to the window with a huff.

"I guess that Tono won't talk to us for a while." Hikaru and Kaoru said in unison as they sat down to eat breakfast.

…oOo…

Haruhi opened her eyes in shock. She couldn't get her mind around what he was telling her.

Her breathing was faster than normal and she knew that he felt it.

"Kyo… Kyouya… I…" She began, but felt her throat go dry and her cheeks warmed up again.

"Just so you know." He whispered and kissed her on her nose.

"I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you, in any way." He kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Haruhi."

He could hear her gasp. //At least she knows now…//

He opened his eyes and looked into hers.

"I… I dunno what to say, Kyouya…"

She whispered and lowered her head to break the piercing eye contact.

"I understand. It's a lot for you to process." Kyouya rubbed her back in soothing circles.

She slid herself slightly down and buried her head in the nook between his throat and shoulder, surrounding herself with his scent.

//What do I REALLY feel for Kyouya?// She thought back at what she felt when he was around her.

//Butterflies in the stomach.//

How she felt last night. //Safe when in his arms.//

When she woke up. //Warm, happy…//

How she felt when he kissed her. //A warm sensation ran through my body.//

Her and his behaviour these past few days. //Slightly different from normal.//

Then it hit her.

//I'm… I'm in love with him…//

She smiled and felt her stomach do a somersault.

/It just has to be that way.//

"I… I think I'm in love with you too, Kyouya…" She whispered loud enough for him to hear.

She could hear his breath hitch.

He then let out a small laugh.

"I'm glad."

She moved backwards and let her hand lovingly glide through his raven-black locks.

He had the most sincere smile she had ever seen on his lips and she smiled back.

"So am I."

Without any words expressed, they simultaneously leaned in for a kiss, their sweetest so far.

This kiss grew fiercer as they grew bolder.

Their hands started exploring the other gently, being new at the game of love.

Featherlike touches here and there, slow and loving strokes on bare skin.

They both felt something they hadn't felt before.

Desire.

Their skin became warmer under the touch of the other, pants emitted from their lips as soon as they parted to get new air into their lungs.

Slowly Kyouya shifted positions to hover above her like the night before, leaning on his extremities to not put any pressure her, but being close enough to let their chests meet, if he bent a bit more downwards.

They stopped to look at each other.

They were red in their faces, none of them knew for sure if it was from the newly discovered passion for each other or perhaps embarrassment.

Their chests moved rapidly, having used all their oxygen on kissing.

Kyouya's raven lock was tussled, and so were Haruhi's chocolate brown strands of hair.

He intertwined his fingers with hers and squeezed her hand gently.

"I really do love you."

"I love you too." She replied and gasped shortly after as he had bent down to kiss her on the side of her neck.

"Ticklish?" He asked between butterfly kisses on her throat and shoulder.

"Yes." She answered and drew in air through her teeth; he had just hit a very sensitive spot with a more sucking kiss.

"Nice to know…" He muttered and Haruhi instinctively knew that he would store it in his mental notebook, until he could write it down.

He advanced to kiss her collarbone and Haruhi subconsciously lifted her torso to signal that she wanted more.

Her hands stroked through his hair, on his toned chest and back before resting at his upper arms as he kept on kissing her.

He moved up to claim her lips again.

"What do you want to do… About this… Haruhi?" He asked, his breath tickling her lips.

"I…" She began, but was yet again disturbed by someone knocking on the door.

-Looks at the readers- Well, what do you think? Was it predictable? I think so but...

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