A/N: How am I doing on the whole updating dealio? Considering my school life just got twenty percent more stressful, I'd say I'm doing pretty good. Didn't really know how to do Kyouya's try, but here goes:

Kyouya's fingers flew gracefully over the keyboard, making a steady click click clack click sound that Haruhi found quite soothing as she studied. The rest of the Host Club hadn't shown up for some odd reason, so it was just him and her. Once Haruhi realized nobody was going to show up, she'd tried to sneak out of the door without bothering her busy sempai, but just as she touched the handle of the intricately carved wooden doors, Kyouya said the strangest thing.

"Haruhi, don't leave just yet. I have some very important business to discuss with you."

"…Oh. OK, sempai. I'll just be overhear studying…"

"Very good, Haruhi. Try not to make too much noise. I'm a very busy man, you know."

She'd been sitting on the couch for twenty minutes now, and he still hadn't showed any indication that she was there-much less waiting on him.

She cleared her throat for what seemed like the millionth time. "Kyouya sempai, I think I'd be-"

"Thank you for waiting so long, Haruhi." Kyouya shut his laptop and talked over her as she wasn't even there. He walked swiftly to where Haruhi was standing with her things in hand, and steered her back towards the couch.

They sat for a few minutes in awkward silence. Awkward for her, anyway. "Uh..sempai-"she began again.

"Haruhi, let's get down to business. You and I both know that I'm not the greatest at expressing my feelings, correct?"

"Yeah…" Where was this headed?

"Good. Now that we have that settled-" Kyouya wrapped his arm around Haruhi's shoulders and pressed his soft lips on hers.

Haruhi's eyes remained wide open as he leaned even more into the kiss, forcing her to lie down on the couch. What the hell is he doing? Haruhi mentally screamed. I thought he said he had business to discuss with me!

Kyouya-oblivious to Haruhi's reaction-started nibbling her lower lip, requesting entrance.

"Oh don't be so shy." he said, when she clamped her mouth closed even tighter. Haruhi started shaking his shoulders and pulling on his hair-anything to get him off of her. She wanted to say something, but she was afraid he would go even deeper into the kiss.

Kyouya chuckled darkly, thinking her feeble attempts at protest were part of some little game. He got off of her for a brief moment so he could get into a more comfortable position. He wasn't off of her for very long, but it was long enough.

"Kyouya sempai!" she screamed at him. "What the hell are you doing?"

The look on his face was priceless. Haruhi contemplated taking a picture, but he recovered too quickly. "B-But." he stammered, pathetically. "I thought you liked me."

"What in the world gave you that ridiculous idea?" she said harshly. It was mean, but she was angry.

Kyouya had a glare on his glasses. It hid his eyes, but not his reddening cheeks. "You rejected Suoh. Nobody else in the school was compatible with you, so I was the only logical choice left."

Haruhi felt sympathy for the older boy. He's so naive. she though, sitting down on the couch next to him. "Kyouya sempai, just because something doesn't look likely, doesn't mean it won't happen."

"Haruhi, that doesn't make any sense."

She sighed. "When it comes to love, nothing makes sense."

"Who is it?"

"Who is what?"

"You said you were in love. With who?"

"Er…it's nobody. Forget I said anything."

Kyouya looked at her for a long time before saying anything. "Fine. You may go."

Now it was Haruhi's turn to stare. "Don't you have something to tell me, sempai?"

"Oh, yeah…" he said squirming in his seat. "Sorry I came on to you so strongly. It won't happen again."

Haruhi looked him in the eyes. She took his chin and turned his head until the glare was gone. "Kyouya, how can you take this so lightly?"

"…"

"I kept shaking you and trying to push you off, but you didn't move. You scared me, sempai. I would appreciate it if you would put a little more feeling into your apologies."

Haruhi picked up her things and stormed out of the room, leaving Kyouya with his head in his hands.

The next day Haruhi found a bouquet of red and white roses sitting on her table, next to an Edible Arrangements bouquet.Each one had a card. She read the one from the roses first.

Haruhi,

I owe you my sincerest apologies. Please forgive me for what I did and how I acted, but you make me feel incredible each time I see your gorgeous face. The reason I didn't give you a proper apology in the club room was because I was a little…embarrassed. Feeling that way is very new for me, so please don't assume I'm cold.

Kyouya.

The one from the Edible Arrangements bouquet was shorter.

Haruhi,

If you tell anybody about this, I'll increase your debt ten fold.

Enjoy the strawberries, they have chocolate on them.

Kyouya.

Haruhi popped a strawberry in her mouth with a smile. Sure thing, sempai. she thought happily.

At the Hitachiin Mansion

"Now you're sure that's what you saw, Kaoru?" Hikaru asked his brother nervously.

Kaoru chuckled darkly. "Absolutley. The minute he was done groping her and decided to take a break, she jumped up and practically screamed his head off. There's no way Haruhi likes Kyouya sempai."

Hikaru held his finger in the air, checking off an invisible check list. "So if she doesn't like The Boss-"

"-Check"

"And she doesn't like Kyouya sempai-"

"-Check"

"And there's no way it can be Hunny sempai or Mori sempai-"

"-Check and check."

"And if she likes you, then you'll reject her?"

Kaoru held three fingers across his heart "Scouts honor."

"Then there's nobody else but me!"

"What about the other 993 boys in the school?"

"They all think she's a guy," he sniggered. "She'd never have a chance with any of those vegetables."

Kaoru gave him a high five. "Then she's all yours, bro!"

"Awesome. " Hikaru said, falling backwards onto the giant bed they shared. "All mine…" he repeated dreamily.