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Hey guys! It's Kishiko again, nice to see you all (Well. Internet. I can't actually see you). I'm glad to see that I got some positive feedback on this! So, I'm going to continue!

The twins are each going to get their own chapters, since they're such different people- Mori and Honey are getting their own chapters as well, in case you're wondering.

Now, Kyoya gets his turn with Haruhi's irresistable snuggling!

Kyoya waved the last of the Host Club's customers a pleased goodbye before collapsing on the couch, closing his eyes and breathing deeply through his nose. So many customers to catalog, so many funds to filter through and organize. It had been an exhausting day.

Y'know, he thought to himself. This couch is very...soft...and there's a blanket right there, within arm's reach...Maybe...

He glanced around the room, making sure everyone had gone to change out of their cosplay, and tucked his legs up onto the velvet seating. Laying his head down tentatively onto the pillows, he grabbed the blanket and pulled it loosely over his legs. He closed his eyes, thinking just for a moment...no one needs to know...

He woke up again to his shoulder being firmly shaken a moment later. "Kyoya-Senpai, wake up. I need the couch," Who else but Haruhi. Her eyelids drooped, and her tie hung loosely around her neck. Her shirt was untucked, and her blue jacket was unbuttoned.

"No," he blearily said, drawing the warmth of the blanket in closer. Somewhere in his mind, he was aware that he was behaving immaturely and completely out of character, but he decided not to care. "Mine."

"Too bad, off the couch," Haruhi said firmly, tugging at the thick woven blanket. A wave of cold hit Kyoya's legs, and he shuddered, curling in farther. "I'm beat."

"No," he repeated. "I was here first. It's a worldwide rule. Now go away."

"Haven't you every heard of the rules of chivalry?" Haruhi bit back. "Isn't it your honor bound male duty to allow the girl the comfortable accomodations?"

Kyoya bit his lip, an inner battle beginning to brew. While it was true that chivalry made it rude to not give up the couch, he was so comfortable, and so tired... There had to be a way that they could both get what they...

Oh.

Ohhhhh.

After a moment of internal conflict, Kyoya sighed. "Very well, since we cannot both be appeased, there is only one thing to do." Sitting up a bit, he pulled back the blanket and patted the spot in front of him.

Haruhi's eyes widened. "You cannot be serious."

Kyoya shrugged. "It's the only logical way for us both to be content. Consider it a compromise, unless you'd prefer the floor..."

Haruhi's mouth snapped shut, then she huffed defeatedly. "Fine, whatever," She mumbled, sliding into the place on the couch and pulling the blanket up to her chin.

It was a very uncomfortable fit; Kyoya's arms were awkwardly curled in front of him, and Haruhi was halfway hanging off the couch.

"Y'know, Kyoya-Senpai," Haruhi said after a moment of hesitation. "This might be better if I just..." She twisted around so she was staring into Kyoya's chest. "And if you..." She uncurled Kyoya's hands, placing one above her head, and the other lightly on her waist. She was correct, of course; There was now plenty of room on the couch, and their position was a million times more comfortable. Nevertheless, Kyoya's face was red as a tomato, and he was painfully aware of how close she was.

"Indeed," he managed to murmur, closing his eyes hastily. He began to drift, the warm darkness overtaking him...

When he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist, hugging him tightly. His eyes snapped open in alarm, and he looked down to see Haruhi snuggled into his chest, arms around his waist innocently, sound asleep.

With a completely out of character smile (What is this writer doing to my usually stoic personality? He thought vaguely.) he set his hand down softly in Haruhi's dark, tossled hair, and sank into the abyss that was sleep.

Okay, funny story you guys. I had written this all out, and I was so happy with how it had turned out, and I clicked save, and MY COMPUTER WASN'T CONNECTED TO THE INTERNET. I WAS SO DISAPPOINTED, I HAD TO REWRITE HALF OF IT ALL OVER AGAIN.

Still. I like the way this time turned out as well. Don't forget to review, see you later!