A/N:Omgosh! I'm so sorry for the long delay. And thank you all so much for the concern and comfort! I appreciate it so much! And I'm glad to report that it was nothing serious, and everything is now good back here. I hope you enjoy this chapter and once again sorry for the horrible delay!! Please enjoy and comment :)

Chapter 4: Tell me why

"Are you angry you stayed?" Haruhi asked of him her eyes showing the hurt.

"Haruhi, no-"

Haruhi had run that over and over again in her mind all day long. She'd zoned out several times while in Tamaki's company and that was one too many times for his liking. He was concerned about her, and that was sweet of him but his constant probing about what had happened last night left her irritable towards him, and finally as the host club was about to begin she managed to unlatch him and leave him to sulk in a corner.

Letting her breath out in a sigh she walked to the back of the room to deposit her bag and books for later retrieval. But as she straightened and looked across the room she met eyes with Kyouya. He stood by the window his glasses hiding his eyes, but it was clear he had been looking at her.

"Kyouya-Senpai?" She whispered but he turned his head as if he'd heard her words. She frowned at him, crossing her arms over her chest she watched him walk…briskly towards the other side of the room. I will figure out what's bothering you, weither you like it or not. Haruhi thought firmly watching him. She was disturbed by his recent behavior, and surprised at the least. The way he had comforted her, soothed and calmed her fears during the storm were unlike anything she'd ever imagined to come from him. And even before last night she'd noticed a sudden….distance between them. A strange coldness that he put towards her when she would try to speak to him or anything. It was time to figure out what was wrong.

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Through the entire hosting time Haruhi couldn't get a moment to herself with Kyouya or even close to him for that matter. It was like there were magnets turned over on one side. As soon as Haruhi would try to approach the teen he started walking off. He even did it to a client when she'd been speaking to him and then next moment when Haruhi'd approached he said he had important papers and walked off leaving the poor girl confused.

"Kyouya-Senpai!" Haruhi grabbed the older teens coat and tugged him to a halt. He looked over his shoulder clearly shocked she'd done this. She'd finally managed to get him after the other clients had left and the room was quiet enough for them.

"What is it Haruhi? I'm very busy now." He tried to shrug off her hand but she clamped on tightly and avoided his annoyed glances.

"I want to know why you've been acting so strange!" Haruhi demanded her eyes taking on that determined look he'd seen with her often. He knew there was no way to avoid the further questions, or to distract her enough to escape.

"Haruhi why do you bother yourself with useless worries and concerns?" He pulled his jacket sleeve from her hand as the hurt crossed her eyes, but vanished just as quickly.

"I want to know what is bothering my friend. You've been acting strange for a while now, I just really got to see it yesterday." He could tell by the slow way she said the last part of her sentence that she was troubled by what had happened, or at the very least embarrassed. Yes, embarrassed he could see it now by the way her cheeks highlighted a fuchsia color barely noticeable, but there enough.

"Haruhi it really is nothing. I wouldn't let it bother you." He turned his back to her thinking that would end the conversation but she wasn't having any of that. She huffed at his back marched around him and snatched his notebook from his hands. The shock was clear on his face again and as he reached to retake the precious item Haruhi took a step back and put it behind her back.

"You get it back when you tell me what is wrong with you Kyouya-Senpai!" Haruhi said her brows drawing together stubbornly.

"That's very childish Haruhi." No reaction to that only the thinning of her lips. Kyouya also recognized that look and tried the debt card.

"Haruhi I suggest giving me back that notebook unless you want it to be added to your debt." He grinned evilly as he saw the sudden hesitation in her eyes and the thoughtful glances she cast at him and off to the side as if debating it.

"No Senpai, I don't care how much you add; I want to know what's wrong!" Kyouya blinked at her surprised yet again. He would have to add some new notes to her file. She was much more stubborn then he had been led to believe before. And….she cared very much.

Kyouya tucked his hands into his pockets, leaned to the side and sighed at the girl. She stood there small, tiny helpless to an untrained an eye. But Kyouya's were very trained to pick apart a person just by the way they held themselves, by the look in their eyes. And right now he saw a woman, strong and able. Caring even. It was strange how a slight adjustment to his outward behavior had altered the ways he acted around him. It was something he might look into experimenting with more often.

"Please Senpai, I'm worried about you." Haruhi said softly extending her hand out to him and placing the notebook back in his hand. He looked at her softly through his glasses and took the notebook from her hands. But his fingers closed around her hand for a moment before sliding the notebook out with the other hand. He stared into her eyes watching the cocern, the worry, the slight blush increase. With a sigh he descided maybe to give her some words of comfort and explanation for his behavior. Here it goes, think carefully now Kyouya.

"Haruhi its just…"

"Haruhi! My dear! Let's be off now club hours are done with and I have a surprise for you!" Tamaki's voice shattered Haruhi's concentration and she missed the blankness and edge that came around Kyouya's eyes suddenly. She swivled her head to see Tamaki coming towards her and Kyouya a wide smile on his face.

"Not now Senpai. Give me a few minutes at least!" Haruhi complained but as she looked back to Kyouya she could see her chance had passed. She felt a tremor of surprise come across her again as she saw the expression he wore. He moved the notebook to his side and turned his back to her, and walked away.

"Senpai!" Haruhi started towards him again but Tamaki slid into her way and blocked her path with a giant embrace and loud voice.

"Come my dear come with me!" He seized her wrist, no way for her to escape. He dragged her from the club all the while she whine, shouted and fought against him but she was dragged none the less away and outside.

"Let me go Tamaki!" She threw here arm out of his finally and blinked at him as he turned slowly eyes wide.

"What!" She demanded she was ruffled and angry at him. But as she smoothed down her jacket and straightened it she was felt anxious by his unmoving stare. She quickly went over everything she'd done and with a yelp realized what she did.

"Senpai! Tamaki Senpai!" She covered her mouth quickly and watched his smile turn brighter and more happy as he slung his arm around her shoulders and moved her towards the limo waiting outside the gates. She felt her face warm considerably and felt her stomach clench but couldn't understand why it did so.

Haruhi took one last look behind her at the windows that the club looked out from she felt something inside her clench when she saw Kyouya leaning against the glass. His arm resting there, his forehead against his arm and glasses reflecting the light, in a sad way.

Kyouya?

A/N: ok sorry for the delay please review let me know what you think :) thanks for reading hope you enjoyed this chapter : )