Title: Invisible
Nowwritten by: Yue Guang Kuroneko
Pairing: KyouyaxHaruhi
Rating: K (for now)

Invisible
Taken over by: Yue Guang Kuroneko

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Haruhi took one slow step after another, running over the things she was planning on saying to Tamaki. She wasn't afraid of him—he was harmless, really—but she didn't want to hurt him anymore than they already have. It wasn't as if they were together just to spite him, but it's better to be cautious than to be reckless when talking to an angered Tamaki.

She took one deep breath, gazed back at the Ootori limo just for a moment before she rang the doorbell.

It rang once. Twice. Haruhi raised her hand to ring the bell again when the doors opened quickly to reveal a flustered Tamaki.

"Tamaki-senpai…"

"Oh, thank goodness you're here!" Tamaki pulled her violently into the mansion, thankfully (she thinks) not gazing past her at the Ootori limo sitting there. "I have a few questions for you, Haruhi!"

She said nothing as she practically flew through various lavish rooms, analyzing Tamaki's expression. Was he upset with her? Did he finally decide to accept them as they were?

They ended up in a very large room where she spotted Kaoru seated in a seat, drinking a cup of what seemed to be hot chocolate.

"Haruhi," he nodded his greetings

"Kaoru," she was surprised to find Kaoru by himself. Then again, Kaoru didn't seem to support Hikaru and that may have affected their relationship in some way.

"Now that she's here," Tamaki coughed to get their attention, "let's get started, shall we?"

"He was waiting for you to come," Kaoru murmured as Tamaki sat down in a seat across from them. "Said that you would manage to sneak past the devil to see him."

Haruhi sighed as she declined Tamaki's sparkling (literally) offer of commoner snacks, "What do you want, Tamaki-senpai?"

"That's what I should be asking, isn't it?"

Haruhi wasn't surprised to hear the snappish attitude in his voice and said quietly, "You know why I'm here, Tamaki-senpai."

Tamaki was silent before he turned towards Kaoru with well-hidden emotions.

"I'm here to talk about the same matter," Kaoru said without much prompt from Tamaki, "and to talk to you about your ridiculous scheme to break them apart."

"I warned him," Tamaki said emotionlessly. "I already warned him and he didn't listen. It's his fault."

"It's not his fault," Kaoru said exasperatedly as he placed down his cup of untouched chocolate. "This isn't anyone's fault."

Haruhi was silent as she watched Tamaki's face. It was dull and grey—almost sad-looking. This wasn't the Tamaki she knew and grew to admire. She wasn't quite sure she liked this side of him because she considered him a good friend of hers but he wasn't doing what a good friend usually did—wish for her happiness. She knew that Kyouya was secretly hurt by his best friend (after all, his best friend was threatening to tear them apart—not to forget to mention that Tamaki thought of him as an emotionless scumbag) even though he admitted that it was his fault for betraying his friend in the first place. She just wished that Kyouya would stop blaming himself and that Tamaki would stop acting like a spoiled brat.

"It's his fault for not taking my warning seriously," Tamaki's voice rose at the end of his sentence.

"It's not Kyouya's fault," she spoke up quietly, wringing her hands in frustration. Why were men so stupid? "It's not his fault."

"Yes it is!" Tamaki stood up, his violet-blue eyes darkening into a very dangerous dark color. "He betrayed me!"

"If someone betrayed anyone, it would be me," Haruhi said calmly as she stared up at the half-French. "Even if Kyouya didn't openly love me, I would never return your feelings, Tamaki-senpai."

"Haruhi," Kaoru warned her as the tension in the air increased.

Haruhi ignored him as she continued in that same voice, her eyes holding Tamaki's, "I don't love you the way I love him."

"Then the Host Club will end," Tamaki snarled as he seated himself back down into his seat. "You'll never see it again."

"That doesn't matter to me," she replied as she closed her eyes. "The Host Club is nothing to me. In fact, I'd probably be happier if the Host Club ended."

"Haruhi!" Kaoru whispered loudly.

"And do you know why, Tamaki-senpai?" Haruhi opened her eyes and stared defiantly into the man's eyes. "Because it's the people in the club that matter to me. Even if the club ended and we aren't obligated to meet up in the Third Music Room every day after school, I can still see the friends I have made in the Host Club. Don't you understand, senpai? I don't care about the club itself—I care about this relationship I have with Kyouya; I care about the friends that I've made the past year; I care about the things I've learned—the club is nothing compared to any of that!"

"Then you'll just have to go without a friend," Tamaki said stubbornly.

She knew that this was coming; she knew it and she prepared herself for it but somehow, actually hearing those words come out of his mouth, it still hurt her. She let out a sigh as she sunk back into the couch.

"Tono, this isn't fair to Haruhi," Kaoru picked up on her weariness and began to fight in her place. "Actually, this isn't fair to any of us. The only person you have a grudge against is Kyouya-senpai—why do you have to torture all of us in the midst of that?"

"Do you support them, Kaoru?"

"Yes," Kaoru stated firmly without any hesitation. "If being with Kyouya-senpai is what Haruhi wants, then I support her. I know that Kyouya-senpai loves Haruhi, so I don't see why I can't support them."

"Even though he's emotionless and evil?"

"But you know he's not,"

Haruhi was surprised that Tamaki didn't retaliate. She figured that since he had so much pent up anger towards Kyouya, he would openly state that he hated Kyouya and Kyouya was nothing but a scumbag. Even if they knew that he wouldn't have meant it, she still expected it. After all, they all knew that Tamaki took Kyouya's "betrayal" very seriously.

"Either way, I'm not taking back that notice," Tamaki changed the subject. "The Host Club will end."

"Don't be an idiot, Tamaki,"

Haruhi froze as she heard Kyouya's voice. What was he doing in the room?! Did he want to incur more of Tamaki's wrath?

"Kyouya-senpai!" Kaoru, too, sounded surprised.

"I'm sorry," she heard him say and gazed up at him to find that he was looking at her as he said this. "I know we agreed that you'd be the one to talk to him, but I realized that this isn't something you should be involved in."

"Don't be ridiculous," she managed to say as he strode towards her. "We're in this together—" She was cut off as Kyouya placed his finger at her lips.

"Tamaki and I need to work this out ourselves, Haruhi, Kaoru."

"Let's go, Haruhi," Kaoru was compliant after a moment of contemplative silence. "Kyouya-senpai's right."

"I have nothing to say to you," Tamaki was glaring daggers into Kyouya's head.

"Come on, Haruhi," Kaoru helped her to her feet. He began to lead her out of the room as she gazed back at Kyouya desperately, fighting against Kaoru.

"Please," Kyouya said quietly.

Hearing that word come out of Kyouya's mouth, Haruhi felt herself weaken and allowed Kaoru to pull her away.

"He can handle himself," Kaoru comforted her as they waited patiently on the steps of the third Suou mansion. "You know that."

"This isn't something that he should be taking on alone," Haruhi buried her face into her knees. "This is our problem, not his own."

"I know," Kaoru laughed as he patted her on the back. "But the root of this problem lies between Tamaki-senpai and Kyouya-senpai."

Haruhi let out a sigh as she nodded. It was bound to turn out like this but she didn't know whether she could accept it or not.

" JUST GET OUT!"

Haruhi jumped as she heard Tamaki roar through the doors.

"Don't bring Haruhi into this, Tamaki," Kyouya was saying as he coolly opened the front doors of the mansion. "She didn't choose you."

Haruhi leapt out of her seat as a crash came from behind the door that Kyouya luckily closed in time.

"What happened?" she asked breathlessly as Kaoru gaped at the exchange.

"He won't take the notice back," Kyouya explained as he stared off into the distance. "There's nothing we can do about it, he says."

"Don't worry," Haruhi smiled weakly at him, secretly thankful that the shattered vase was on the floor and not embedded in Kyouya's body. "We don't need the Host Club."

"But you think that everyone else still needs the Host Club, don't you?" Kyouya asked her as he wrapped his arms around her. She noticed that he was shaking lightly and smiled into his jacket. She steadied herself and returned his embrace.

This man was incredible. She wasn't referring to his various, convincing façades, or his ability to keep that annoying mask on, or even those underhanded tricks that he managed to get away with. Granted, they were all very incredible (and incredibly sleazy) but she couldn't understand why no one could see through that poorly hidden human side to him. He could see through everyone—all of their hidden ambitions, emotions, and thoughts weren't lost to him, but no one could see through him.

"We don't need the Host Club," Kaoru offered in comfort and Haruhi let out a small laugh. "And I'm sure that Mori-senpai and Hunny-senpai wouldn't mind not having a Host Club either. We can always be together outside of the club."

Haruhi smiled at Kaoru and pulled away from Kyouya to thank Kaoru but was instead was attacked by a hug.

"We'll be fine," Kaoru said quietly into her hair. "So don't worry about us."

She felt tears prick the corners of her eyes and could only reply with a smile. She was happy that she hadn't lost most of her friends, but she knew that there was no way she was going to let the Host Club end. Kyouya wouldn't allow it and she wasn't planning on it either.

"We'll bring it back," Kyouya confirmed her thoughts. "Even if you don't need it,"

"Yes," Haruhi said firmly. "Because everyone else needs the Host Club even if the members don't."

Kaoru was the one who started laughing before she also began to laugh. As they both laughed merrily together, Haruhi caught her love's smiling face to the side. Strangely, seeing him smile like this, so openly, was a very nice feeling. This made her even more determined to bring back the Host Club and to put Tamaki in his place. This was going to be her first court case and there was no way in hell she was going to lose!

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Author's Note: It took me a while to find a good ending to this chapter. I was planning on just wrapping up the entire story in this chapter but I figured that since this story originated from Wraith-san, I should keep it running a little more. I'm definitely planning on putting some more KyouyaxHaruhi one-on-one conversations in here so ending it with this chapter just wouldn't satisfy me as a writer and I'm sure it wouldn't satisfy you all as readers.

Thank you all for reading this! And an extra, extra thank you for those of you who still review, however mediocre my writing style is compared to Wraith-san's! You have no idea how happy those reviews make me -love love love-