Huzzah! New chap!

Actually I already had this one written so don't expect updates to be this quick all the time. And I do have the next chap pretty much done too so that should be up soon. (If all goes to according to plan heh ^^')

It had been a hard day at work for Kyoya Ohtori.

First one of his major investments had crashed causing him to lose quite a large sum of money in the space of an hour, second his favourite coffee machine had broken so when his coffee finally arrived it was bitter tasting and cold, third aforementioned coffee had been split all over him by a blundering secretary, he fired aforementioned blundering secretary and she tried to charge him with unlawful dismissal, aforementioned charge required a meeting with his lawyers, aforementioned meeting with lawyers meant the cancellation of another meeting which could have earned him back his aforementioned losses plus interest. And so it went on.

So after such a day, the third son and heir of the Ohtori family looked forward to nothing more than a quiet relaxing evening at home…counting his money…

Or more accurately trying to find a quick way of earning back company losses.

Either way it required the careful counting of money, a late night and lots of coffee.

Kyoya glared into the computer screen willing the digits to rearrange themselves into more favourable order. But alas, owing to an aspect of scientific nature the digits failed to oblige.

The soft scent of lavender reached his nostrils.

"If the wind changes your face will stay like that." Kyoya's head shot up so quickly it almost snapped off. A pair of brown eyes met his own.

"And you are?" He inquired, raising an eyebrow. The maid squirmed under his calculating gaze.

"Fujioka Haruhi," The young woman replied. The name struck a slight chord in Kyoya's mind.

Fujioka Haruhi had been the name of a scholarship student at Ouran. But that girl and this couldn't be one in the same. Fujioka Haruhi from his high school days had looks and brains, destined for greatness as his father had put it. There was no denying, this girl was certainly cute (but there was no way Kyoya would readily admit it) and maybe there were some brains behind those huge brown eyes, but just couldn't be one in the same. If this girl were the one who attended Ouran Academy, what was she doing here in his room wearing a maid's uniform? Unless this was some sort of sick teenage fantasy that would find Kyoya waking up any minute now sweating and gross.

Kyoya shrugged off this train of thought and turned his attention back to the glowing screen of his laptop and his fingers once again began a complicated dance across the keyboard.

The slightly unnerved Haruhi set down the tray of coffee she'd been carrying and the door clicked as she exited the room.

Even after she'd left the scent of lavender lingered.

Haruhi shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Ohtori Kyoya was definitely not what she had expected. Of course she hadn't exactly stuck to the status quo either but that had been an accident. The words had flown from her mouth before she even realised she was thinking them. And his reaction was certainly not what she had expected to learn from the rich and famous, and piled on top of that the cold stare he'd fixed her with, as though he was calculating her worth.

That had unnerved her.

And very few things unnerved Fujioka Haruhi.

Thanks to my wonderful reviewers:

Bi-Chan H. C- Studying psychology ay? Sounds interesting. I'm glad you liked it!

Lady Auzie-I did update soon, hope you like it! (Don't get too used to quick updates though, I'm terribly lazy lol)

dark and bittersweet- You can tell it looks good just from the prologue? My work here is done ^^

Kitty-I know you can be annoying. ...and very silly. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Look at my shoe! *Shoves shoe in face*"

And to those who placed this story on alert: Lady Auzie, dark and bittersweet, Mysticchowz and feelthelyrics

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