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The rest of the ride home was spent in awkward silence, Haruhi trying to work out what she had done wrong and Kyoya trying to fight the rising need to... mark his territory? Not in an animalistic way but make sure no other boys were as foolishly informal with her as Tamaki felt the need to be.

For Kyoya other men weren't the problem. He knew that he was attractive, he was rich, in that sense he could care for her needs and it shouldn't be hard for her to find something attractive in him. When other boys were concerned he had the advantage of rank, if he told them to back off they wouldn't have any choice if they still wanted their fathers to find employment and sponsors etc. Tamaki on the other hand was not like any usual boy, before he had shown up at Ouran Kyoya had been a bit a golden boy with the ladies. Not in the same way because he hadn't had any interest in the girls but it was always nice to be popular. Tamaki was an idiot and a pretty idiot at that. Girls followed him everywhere and he was almost as influential as Kyoya was, more so if he actually tried to use his family name. Tamaki, the musical pretty boy, was the first person too ever piss him off to the extent he showed it outwardly. The first person he felt he could call a friend and now he was also sitting firmly in the category as rival. The idiot hadn't worked out how he feels but everyone else, excluding Haruhi, had. Kyoya wasn't about to lose this girl to him, he loved Tamaki as a brother but there was no way in hell he would stand aside and watch this girl be taken from him.

It was at that moment that Kyoya came to his senses... momentarily. After just one kiss this girl had had him making an enemy of his best friend and had turned him into a possessive infant crying over his toys. What was Haruhi Fujioka doing to him? This was insane, why should he be so affected by this girl?

He was broken out of his thoughts by a warm hand on his thigh, shaking him slightly. "Kyoya senpai, we're here." He couldn't help the slight tightness in his stomach at the heat that seeped through his trousers where her hand had rested. Such an innocent, intimate touch. He sat in the limo for a couple of seconds to try and calm his breathing. He watched her saunter up the stairs, 'I bet she knows what she is doing, that's why she is doing it. She is trying to wind me up. She wants me to lose my control. That must be it. I'll show her.'

He wrenched the door open before the driver could get to it and he slammed it shut with such force that the limo visibly tipped. Not far, but still...

He stormed up the stairs and into Haruhi's apartment straight past the stunned girl who had barely gotten the door open when the suddenly furious boy stalked past her. She sighed; this was clearly not going to be a comfortable day. Her dad had asked him to stay till he came home from work but at any point did his father consider that he didn't come home till three in the morning tonight... She would have to call him to see if he really expected Kyoya senpai to stay here till that stupid time. Maybe that was why he was in such a foul mood now. She glanced at the clock as she put the kettle on, 10:14 AM... another glance at the cold boy made her seriously consider telling him he didn't have to stay... whilst slowly walking him out the door, but at the thought of pissing off the musket holding, machete wielding bear further than she already had this week sent shivers down her spine and the prospect of climbing out the window to escape... ever so appealing.

"Kyoya senpai, would you like some coffee?" "Yes thank you." 'Okay, blunt, to the point but I guess would you like coffee is not the best way to start a discussion. Maybe I should just hide in my room for a bit.' Haruhi decided that was the best idea she had had all week and as she gave her senpai the coffee she mumbled almost incoherently her plan to him. He just grunted in response.

As Haruhi slipped into her room and shut the door both teens simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. Haruhi slipped her laptop out from under her bed, her one luxury item that her grandmother had bought her for her birthday. At first Haruhi had refused to accept it but with that particular grandmother it was better to just accept things because she took refusal as 'please, send me more stuff as well as...' she loved it to pieces though. It was a gorgeous dark blue and it made work and research soooo much easier. Problem was the internet in their apartment was a little... funky. She could only really get good signal when she sat at the head of her bed. Which, when you are messing about and playing games is not that bad. But when you are trying to do research at stupid o'clock in the morning and you are snuggled up against the pillows and the duvet... it becomes a problem.

Haruhi had recently discovered a game called portal and she had fallen in love with it, not because of the game itself but because of the bitchy computer GLaDOS. Her little quips and insults sent Haruhi into fits of giggles every time she played it. Somehow 'Nice job breaking it ... hero' didn't get old. She was listening to the dialogue on YouTube whilst playing on some other game; it really took her mind off the stinging in her legs.

On the other side of the door however Kyoya was not fairing as well. He had finished all the accounts for the Host club this week not to mention all his weekend homework. He had decided to check his online stocks and other business when he found that he had no internet connection. He tried turning the wireless off and on again, not to mention shifting round in his seat. He was facing Haruhi's door lying almost off the couch when he finally got a glimpse of some signal but it was so weak he couldn't use it.

Frustrated, he placed his laptop on the coffee table and knocked on her door. He didn't receive a reply so he walked in anyway. Haruhi was lying on her bed with her own computer, laughing her arse off at some stupid thing coming from the speakers. She hadn't even noticed he had come in. For some reason he found that her ignorance to his presence frustrated him more that the internet and cleared his throat loudly too get her attention.

He found some pleasure in the little squeak she let out as she jumped at the sudden sound. Her wide brown eyes found his and he felt himself relating to what the kid they had met from her middle school said. 'I liked ... the way you looked people in the eye' it was true that it was pleasant to have someone not afraid to look him in the eye. He was so used to people glancing around his face or not even getting that close because of his... he didn't want to say prowess but nothing else came to mind.

"Haruhi, there is something wrong with your internet." She glanced down at her toolbar. "No there's not, you need to be in here senpai. Sorry." He sighed before shutting the door and walking to her desk. "Oh, um, no senpai. Our internets weird. You can't really get it anywhere except..." she patted the space next to her. "On the bed?" she nodded, "You're kidding." "Nope sorry". He sighed before walking slowly over to her and slipping on the bed next to her.

She moved as far up to the wall as she could to give him some more room but they were still touching. She didn't think he had noticed because he was typing away and looking at several very complicated spreadsheets. Haruhi turned back to her own thing; she probably shouldn't keep listening to stuff when it would clearly disturb him. However she did want to keep listening, she didn't want to have to move him now that he seemed settled and he might get pissy-er, sooo... "Excuse me senpai." And with that she leant right over him and started fishing around in her drawers for a pair of earphones. She didn't even notice that Kyoya tensed up because she was too busy trying to find the damn things as quickly as possible.

Kyoya sat frozen to the spot. If he hadn't decided she was doing it on purpose he had now. She was leaning across him, her small breasts rubbing against him slightly as she rummaged through the bedside table. The way she was laying pinned his arms to his legs and the more she wiggled the more uncomfortable he became. He was starting to feel himself become aroused and it was not good. Every little movement and noise of frustration she made was causing him to harden and his only saving grace was that she hadn't seemed to notice. She found whatever it was she had been looking for and tried to slide back to her seat, unfortunately this caused her to drag against his... little problem which in turn caused him to hiss.

Haruhi froze, 'Is that what I think it is?' she looked down at her position over him and couldn't help the slight gulp. He was going to kill her for this... with his bare hands. 'How could I not think of that sooner? Poor senpai. I have essentially violated him twice in one week. I know, I'll pretend I haven't noticed and he can at least keep his dignity. He can't help it after all, it's natural. If he had a choice in it he certainly wouldn't have gotten... that over me. He hates me. Jesus, smooth Haruhi, really smooth.' She sat back against the headboard and plugged in the earphones. She was aware of Kyoya watching her out of the corner of his eye but she pretended not to notice. She couldn't help smiling, she was doing the right thing, just ignore it and maybe it'll go away.

'Is she laughing at me? She does this and now she thinks it's funny. Yeah it must be a hoot; a robot like me can get a stiffy ha-ha. Bet she can't wait to tell everyone... but then again, she hasn't said anything so maybe she didn't notice. She is arsing about on games on there so maybe she didn't notice. This is a problem though; I need to get rid of it before she does notice. Damn her!' "Haruhi, may I use your shower." She nodded and climbed off the bed... at the bottom making sure not to touch her senpai in any way. "Do you like it hot senpai?" The boy choked as his addled mind shot straight to the gutter. "W-what?" "Your shower, do you like it hot. Our shower is almost as temperamental as our internet so I'll go get it running for you. Tell you what I'll set it up how I like it and you can tell me if you want it hotter or colder." And with that she left the room. He ran his hands through his hair whilst he tried to calm himself down, jumping her was not a good idea, jumping her was not a good idea, jumping her was not- "Senpai, come see if you like it like this." 'Fuck!'

He entered the small, white bathroom and edged past Haruhi to stick hid hand under the water, it was just right. "This is fine thank you Haruhi." "Huh" he looked at her "What?" "Oh, I just, um I figure you'd be one of those ice cold, scalding hot kind of guys." She left the room before he could respond. He didn't notice the door was still slightly ajar and he was so distracted with his problem that he didn't hear Haruhi yell that she would be back with towels and some of her dad's male clothes for him.

He took his shirt off and threw it on the floor, his glasses now sat on the ledge under the bathroom mirror. He could smell her in here, that slight perfume that she sometimes smelled of when she came into school first thing on a morning. It was making his situation worse than before, he didn't think even a cold shower would sort this out now. Slowly he pulled off his trousers and socks followed, lastly, by his boxers. He sighed as he looked at his erection, this was ridiculous, he couldn't do ... that in someone else's house. But he couldn't help it, it was her fault anyway and just knowing she was in the same flat as him, he felt as depraved as he was behaving but all thoughts flew from his mind as he caressed his hot flesh.

He leaned back against the wall, enjoying the coolness of the tiles in contrast to the heat he felt in his stomach. He was extremely sensitive today; he had to bite his lip to stop from moaning loudly. He imagined Haruhi's brown eyes looking at him, the way she bit her lip when she was thinking. The way she had leaned across his body and finally the kiss that started it all. He could feel his balls tightening as he tightened his grip and sped up. His chest was heaving and his lip was starting to ache from having his teeth clamped down on it. He was shaking with the effort it took to keep standing, this was the most intense it had ever been, "Kyoya senpai," the melodic sound of her voice calling his name along with the images in his head caused him to finish, his toes actually curled from the intensity of it. He slumped forwards and used the front of the bath to prop him up, he was struggling to catch his breath when she started to continue. "I've got you some towels I'm just going to grab you some of my dad's clothes, I won't be a minute. If you're already in I'll leave them outside the door." "Th-tha-thank you Haruhi, please leave them outside." It was then he finally noticed the door and with panicked gasp he shut it. 'There was no way she saw, she wouldn't have spoken to me if she had.'

How wrong he was.

Haruhi stood in her room holding a pillow to her heaving chest. She couldn't believe what she had just seen.

She had nipped into her father's room to grab him a t-shirt and one of her dad's smaller pair of jeans. She had already got the towels and had gone to give them to him when she heard an odd noise. Like someone rubbing their skin. She had been so worried that the shower had played up and burnt him that she had gone straight to the door. She saw everything, she hadn't meant to but she was transfixed. He was gorgeous; she watched as he bit his lip and started to sweat. He looked so pained but not. It was beautiful and she was caught by the wrongness of this. She shouldn't be watching him, what if he caught her looking. She shot away from the door and into the other side of the room and for a reason unbeknownst to herself she called out too him.

"Kyoya senpai." 'Fuck, why did I do that... oh towels! That'll do' "I've got you some towels I'm just going to grab you some of my dad's clothes, I won't be a minute. If you're already in I'll leave them outside the door." "Th-tha-thank you Haruhi, please leave them outside." She put them down and ran into her room; she threw herself on the bed and grabbed her pillow. She didn't move for nearly half an hour till she heard the shower turn off. She didn't want to face him now. How could she? She was sick, disgusting. What normal person would do that?

The door opened and Kyoya asked if he could come in. "Yes, sure thing." 'Way to not sound suspicious Haruhi.' He nodded, he was rubbing his hair with a smaller towel as he came in and picked up his laptop and made to sit down. She shot off the bed and across the room, startling them both. "Haruhi?" she felt her face go red and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't make herself look at him.

"I...Erm, I'm going to go make some tea." "Haruhi ar-"he didn't let him finish before she shot out of the room and into the kitchen. She splashed her face with some cold water. 'Come on Haruhi, you are about as subtle as a brick... or Tamaki. Get a grip girl, it's your fault for not leaving straight away... keep acting like this and he's going to know something is up.'

"Haruhi." She screamed and span around, he was stood barely a foot in front of her, a dark aura coming off him in waves. She gulped and she honestly felt terrified.

"You saw, didn't you?"

Crap, now what?

And that is what I'm asking you, should she

A)Confess

B)Lie

C)Other

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