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Anyway, I loved all your reviews and adds to list etc. Thank you as always to my beta reader and her sister who put up with soooo much crap from me... she is an unofficial beta reader who I have roped in, almost against her will, who helps me so much and her sister gives me great live feedback. Every chapter is read and re-read so many times before it goes up so thank you.

I think I tried to do too much with that last chapter, sorry if you didn't enjoy it as much as the others, I hope I get the balance a little better in this one.

On with the story =P ... oh btw I've just realised that my story so far has taken place over 4 days... oops.

Kyoya sat up slowly, Haruhi had dozed off a long time since and he was starving. It wasn't dinner time yet but it was far too late for breakfast. He gingerly place his hands at her neck and the crooks of her knees and lifted her from the settee, he walked carefully to her bed, enjoying the feeling of her small form in his arms and her hot breath on his neck. He placed her down on the bed and brushed some wayward strands of hair from her pale skin. The temptation to put a kiss on her forehead was almost too much to bear but he didn't, instead he tucked her in and left the room quietly.

Kyoya looked down at the floor as he made his way to the kitchens. He had never felt so intensely about someone in his life, sure he had liked her for months but they had only been dating for two days. He had pushed her too far earlier but kissing her like that had felt so right. He wanted to be intimate with her because he wanted to show her the things he couldn't yet say. He knew that was selfish of him though and she was right, they had both been brought up better than that. He wouldn't do anything else to her, not unless she started it, clearly he couldn't be trusted. That was the least of his problems though.

Monday was tomorrow and he still had no idea what to say to the others. Tamaki was not going to take it well, especially if the idiot worked out how he felt for the girl. On the other hand Tamaki was his friend; he might understand and be alright about it. Hikaru was a concern, however if Tamaki dealt with him and if they got Kaoru onside they would eventually appeal to Hikaru's calmer side. Would they close the host club over something like this? No, surely they wouldn't. It wasn't they didn't have the brains to do it; it was more they weren't vindictive and manipulative enough to do it... at least he hoped they weren't.

Kyoya sighed, he never thought he would be in this position but he couldn't bring himself to regret it. She made him feel... he wouldn't be as cliché as to even think alive but she certainly made him feel more human. His heart hammered in his chest from the simplest smile from her or a careless brush of her hand onto his. He had resigned himself to nothing and now he had everything. Whenever he saw her he couldn't help the possessive tugs in his stomach and chest, it frightened him the way he lost every modicum of control he had around her. He never grabbed people and kissed them, he never broke their phones because another man called them and he never... did that to himself in other people's houses. 'Speaking of which, I know she saw me. I wonder if she liked what she saw. Does it really matter? I am not going to do anything to her now unless she starts it. I have proven that I can't be trusted around her not to turn into a horny mass of teenage hormones. Still it could be fun to tease her about... I need to get a grip, I'm not acting like myself I'm acting like an animal or a Neanderthal! I don't need to bash her over the head and drag her back to my cave; I don't need to mark my territory so why do I feel like I do? This is her fault, it has to be.'

His thoughts were abruptly cut off when he collided with the outstretched arm of his father. Luckily he did not fall this time and his glasses did not fall from his face. 'Twice in one day, I really need to start watching where I am going... this is also her fault, it has to be. If I hadn't been so wrapped up thinking about her then I wouldn't... oh shit father's talking to me!'

"Kyoya did you hear me?" Kyoya did have the good grace to look ashamed as he explained that he hadn't. Yoshio sighed and to an outsider it would have looked like he was annoyed with his son but, to those who knew him very, very well, the twinkle in his eyes betrayed that he was not angry at all. Amused, yes, angry, no. "I said would you like to come to my office so we can have a chat?" "Yes sir."

Yoshio nodded stiffly and led the way through the darkening corridors thinking of how he should talk to his son about his love life, Kyoya was thinking about how empty his stomach felt. The door to Yoshio's office was always kept locked when he wasn't in it so seeing the door wide open was a shock to Kyoya. His father stood by the door as he stepped in, shutting it firmly behind them and locking it firmly. He sat in one of the chairs in front of his father's desk as was usual for when any of the children were summoned to the office. He had barely settled in the chair when his father cleared his throat and motioned to the couches in front of the blazing fire. Kyoya stood with a level of uncertainty, and made his way to the hearth. Yoshio sat opposite his confused son and starred into the fire, the light glinting off his glasses as he did so. He knew Kyoya couldn't see his eyes and that was good, his eyes betrayed how unsure he was in this conversation.

Yoshio had never had the 'talk' with his children, he had four very intelligent children, he didn't need to have the 'talk' with them because they knew all they needed to from medical texts. The emotional side of it would come with the right person and they knew they could talk to him if they really, really had to. He just knew he didn't need to explain the ins and outs of it... so to speak. However, in not dealing with the birds and the bees he hadn't dealt with relationship etc and although Kyoya was incredibly book smart and intuitive, Yoshio was worried he may not be... people smart.

Ranka had told him he had some concerns, now that their children were dating, about them staying here. Yoshio had promised to talk to Kyoya about his behavior and Ranka agreed to do the same with Haruhi. Both men understood the pressures of being teens and on reflection they didn't mind so much if they did 'it' (Although Ranka would much prefer they didn't... ever, except when they were older so he could have pretty grandchildren.) Kyoya was seventeen, very nearly eighteen, Haruhi was sixteen but wise beyond her years. Neither father could, in good conscience, preach to their children about age and both admitted that the 'children' as it were, were old enough to make their own decisions. The men decided the best way to go about it was to make sure that they understood the emotional impact it could have on them and... and... Even in his head Yoshio was cringing. He was way too old for this.

"Kyoya let me start by saying that I am completely supportive of your relationship with Miss Fujioka. In fact if you hadn't gotten a wriggle on I would have told you to date her. I think she is a wonderful girl and I think she is a good match for you. A match you can be proud of as an Ootori as well as a man." Kyoya gaped at him openly. Had someone slipped something into his father's drink? He was being so positive; he was used to his father agreeing with his choices if that was the way he felt but never had Yoshio taken the time to explain himself. Kind of. This was weird, Kyoya felt unsettled and so he should. "My point is, son, that Miss Fujioka is a lady... and you are a man. You aren't children anymore and, what with your dating-""Father, who says we're dating?" Yoshio shot his son a look, "Kyoya, you may not have told me yet but I do know the signs of when someone is in love. Anyway, I was talking with Ranka and he would feel a lot more comfortable with their staying here if I have a chat with you and he talks with Haruhi." "A chat about what father?" Although Kyoya had a sinking feeling in his gut that he knew exactly about what his father wished to discuss.

"About the birds and the bees. Don't look at me like that; I'm no more comfortable doing this than you are! Let's just get it over with and have done with it. On reflection we have both agreed that it would not be the end of the world if you and Haruhi... if you had, if you did... It would not be the end of the world. We'd both rather you were somewhere safe and being safe than having hormones take control and making us grandparents before our time. You are a smart boy Kyoya, I know you understand about contraception and the works but... a girl's first time, it's special to her. Even if she down plays it she never forgets it, first loves are the strongest. As your father I am telling you to be careful not just hygiene wise but in the way of the heart. Don't do something you both live to regret by rushing things. There isn't a rush; you both clearly have a connection. And-""Father! I'm going to save you the trouble of continuing by saying I understand. I have already decided to wait until she is ready. I enjoy being with Haruhi, anything else would just be a bonus. I like her company, I like her friendship and I am not going to ruin that by rushing things. You raised me well enough to know how to respect a lady, not to mention all the work I do with the host club. I am not going to hurt her, I couldn't. If anyone does the hurting it will be her hurting me." Yoshio nodded in understanding. He knew how Kyoya could be once he set his mind to something and he had very clearly set his heart on the girl. Kyoya wouldn't leave her unless she left him first.

"That is certainly a weight off my mind Kyoya. You always were a sensible boy; make sure if you do... with her you keep safe, I believe the phrase the young people use now is 'no glove no love'. We run a medical company Kyoya, you have resources readily available." Kyoya choked on air, "Father please!" "Now now Kyoya, we've all done it, how do you think you got here? Your mother and I... well that's enough of that, my point is Kyoya that we have all been young, we have all had these urges and the point is if you do need to follow them through please be safe. I've told Ranka san that we can let one of our doctors look over her and give her some form of birth control, the pill for example." "Father, please I've already said that I'm not going to-""Yes but you don't know what may happen, hormones are uncontrollable and things can happen. You are both... I think I- moving on. There is one more thing before I let you go. How much does she owe?" Kyoya rattled off the number he had memorised. "I see, here is a cheque, it is blank so fill in what you need. I am paying off her debt Kyoya; she no longer needs to be a host." Kyoya felt his mouth fall open as his father gave him the strip of paper. "Kyoya, please close your mouth, it's most unsightly. With her no longer needing to be a host it certainly opens a few more doors for you at school, bear in mind Kyoya the impression of the clients. She cannot continue the facade of being a man. Some of my business associates are not tolerant to that kind of thing even if things aren't what they appear. Think about it Kyoya. You can go now."

Kyoya nodded, dumbstruck, and left the room as quickly as possible. He had never felt the need to have a therapist before but having his father try to give him the talk and then tell him he looked gay, all in one conversation was something that he felt was therapist worthy.

His stomach growled loudly and in keeping with the unusual day he was having he went tearing down the corridors to the kitchen. The staff were shocked at his presence since usually he would have called them to bring him something but, this was not a usual day and Kyoya was feeling impulsive. He got two slices of rich black forest gateau and walked with them to the lift in the servant's quarters. There were a series of discreet elevators littered throughout the house and Kyoya the impulsive felt like taking one to get to Haruhi's room instead of taking the stairs.

He balanced the plates well as he powered his way down the corridors, past his grinning brother, all the way to Haruhi's room. He was about to open the door when it swung open to reveal an ashen looking Ranka. The man gave him a once over before sighing, patting his shoulder and whispering quietly in his ear "Look after her... or I'll kill you." Kyoya nodded and Ranka seemed to look a little relieved as he stumbled his way in the opposite direction.

Kyoya looked around the room spotting Haruhi reading on the floor by her own fire place. Instead of the feeling of dread that had passed through him when his father made him sit by his fire Kyoya felt nothing but warmth pass through him as he slipped behind her and tapped her shoulder .She turned and shot him one of her most dazzling grins to date.

"That was so weird." He passed her a plate and she laughed appreciatively, "Thank you. My dad came in just now and it was like... I don't know, like he wanted to tell me something important. But then he went all pale, stuttered a little and told me he was calling my cousin. Then he ran, and I do mean ran, out of here." Kyoya was pissed, so Ranka was the one who wanted the talks and he didn't even do it. Little did he know that at the same time he was thinking this his father was saying this to the poor transvestite.

"It's ok Yoshio, I've called her cousin, she's older than Haruhi and they adore each other and she is older and she is a she. I couldn't do it, not to my baby girl. Her cousin was coming to visit us soon anyway. The only thing that's changed is that she is coming sooner and staying longer. It will all work out, they're smart kids." "I hope your right. This cousin she's a nice girl?"Ranka understood what he meant, he knew she wouldn't blather or upset Haruhi and she defiantly wasn't a slut. Nothing she could say would have an adverse affect probably "Oh yeah, I love her to pieces, I wish she would live with us all the time haha. She's had a hard time of it, poor thing, but she is a great kid. I'm hoping we can persuade her to stay here this time, which is another reason for me and Haruhi to look at getting our own place as soon as possible."

"But I thought you said you would stay if you knew that they would behave appropriately." "Well yes but we can't stay forever. You have been incredibly kind but we can't impose ourselves on your kindness much longer. We need to find somewhere close to my job and Haruhi's school with at least three bedrooms. There are quite a few in my price range that I've seen. If anything you've done us a favour, you've started the ball rolling."

Yoshio nodded but his mind was whirring with plans to keep the Fujioka's as close as possible.

"Thank you, for being there for me... and the cake." Haruhi grinned at Kyoya widely before spooning another small bite of cake into her mouth. It was nice sitting together doing their homework in front of the fire and it kept Haruhi's mind off everything that was bringing her down. "That's not a problem, as your boyfriend I need to cater to all of your needs." Haruhi laughed at his clinical answer, he looked so confused it only made her giggle harder. She shook her head and asked how he was doing with his work. "I'm nearly done, I just have a brief essay to write for English literature and then I will be finished." "I have three questions to answer for science so..." He waited for her to finish the sentence but she didn't. She just cracked open her textbook and got on with it so he did the same.

Twenty minutes later they were finished and it was barely mid-day. "What do you want to do now?" Haruhi pondered the question for a moment before answering. "Well I don't know, I wasn't sure if you wanted to do something on your own or not." He went to reach for her hand but stopped himself short, he had meant what he said when he promised he wouldn't do anything unless she started it. He was regretting that already but he needed to gain some control. "No, I was planning on doing something with you, perhaps we could go into town?" she nodded and went to speak but he beat her to it, "Haruhi there is something I want to talk to you about. It's the host club; father has paid off your debt. You no longer need to be a host." "Why would he do that? Can you tell him thanks but no thanks, I'm not a charity case, and I can pay off my own debt." "It's already been decided." "Great, now I'm in debt to him. I don't understand why he would do that though." Kyoya was also confused by his father's offering, there was one reason he knew but still, to pay that amount of money so that someone didn't dress like a boy seemed quite extreme. "Perhaps he is trying to make amends. But whatever the reason it does mean you don't owe us anything and you can leave." "I can but I'm not going to. Even if I don't understand it I am grateful to your dad, being in debt is no way to start friendships or a relationship. I enjoy being a host and spending time with you guys, the only difference is now there is no pressure to do it."

As usual she was taking him by surprise; anyone else would have been out of there like a shot but not Haruhi. "Haruhi, there is no benefit in you continuing the host club; your time could be better used studying." "Right, number one: I've managed with my studying so far. Number 2: I get a group of brothers and a wonderful boyfriend that seems like a great benefit to me. Number 3: not everything has to be about gain and merits and benefits Kyoya. You don't have any in dating me." The look on her face told him how truthful she believed everything she just said. He fought a blush at being called brilliant, Ootori's don't blush... at least not when they can help it.

"There are plenty of benefits for our relationship. It makes me happy." "Good answer." And with that she grasped his hand and tugged him to his feet. "Come on; if we're going to go into town we'd best go now." She didn't let go of his hand till they got to the limo and she had to get in. They sat in comfortable silence on the way. Nothing else needed to be said on the subject. They were both happy... and both dreading the next day.

The next day.

"I don't want to go."

"You have to go."

"No I don't, you're not my dad, you can't make me." Kyoya arched his eyebrow at the poutingbrunette.

"Haruhi, your father says you have to go. I will carry you if I need to, do I need to?"

She uncharacteristically stamped her foot and crossed her arms. Kyoya sighed, he pushed his glasses up his nose, she was clearly calling his bluff. She didn't think he would carry her and he didn't know if he could... but damned if he wasn't going to try! He slammed his satchel into the chest of his driver and ran at her full speed, she let out a startled squeak and tried to run back to the house but he was much faster. He caught her round her waist and whirled her around to face him. Wide brown eyes met playful grey before he hoisted her over his shoulder like a sack of shrieking spuds.

"No, what are you doing you idiot put me down!" She slammed her fists into his back and started kicking her legs to try and wriggle free.

"Stop it Haruhi." Still the flailing continued, "Haruhi I'm warning you. Takuto, bring the car around to the front gates, we'll meet you there." "No we won't, don't do it Takuto." The driver stifled a laugh as he ran to do what his master asked. "Damn it Takuto, you traitor!"

Kyoya bit back a chuckle of his own as the angered girl kicked with renewed vigour. "Haruhi, I'm warning you." "What are you going to do? Throw me over your shoulder like a caveman? Oh wait..." he barked with laughter at that. What could he do? Her hips wriggled next his face enticingly and an idea sprang to the front of his mind.

Haruhi stopped kicking; she stopped kicking because of the stinging in her bum, the stinging in her bum caused by Kyoya's hand. It didn't hurt, it just stung. She looked at him open mouthed as he turned his head to see her reaction, his eyes laughing at her in a way his mouth never could. "You hit me." "Barley." "You, you spanked me. That is ridiculous." "You know you liked it." Haruhi's mouth hit the floor again, since when does Kyoya ever make flirty jokes? Kyoya himself couldn't believe he had said that, it just popped into his head and he said it... without thinking about it.

As soon as the shock wore off the kicking recommenced, "Haruhi, do I have to bite you?" Her legs fell limp against his chest as he repositioned her to sit more comfortably on his shoulder. "Can you put me down now?" Kyoya felt a pang of disappointment at her request; he enjoyed the closeness even if he couldn't see her face. "Can I trust you not to run?" "Yes." Slowly he slid her down his front to rest on the floor. She looked up at him smiling widely before quickly planting a kiss on the tip of his nose and continuing to walk towards the gate.

He felt the tip of his nose which was tingling slightly before walking to catch up with her; she continued to surprise him in the nicest ways.

Later that day at the club

"Hey Haruhi, are you ok now?" Haruhi smiled fondly at her shy customer, "Yes thank you Ayako, I'm fine now. How are you?" "I'm good thank you, can I just say again that I'm sorry about the other day." Haruhi placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "Its fine, Kyoya and I didn't give anyone any clues about our relationship and I was so flattered, and please don't think anything of it." "Well if you're sure." Haruhi nodded before turning to one of her more... bubbly customers. "Sakura san, how are you this fine day?" "Well I'm glad you asked Haruhi Kun, I am terrible." The girl pouted and fluttered her eyelashes at Haruhi; clearly she wanted Haruhi to ask why she was bad. Haruhi felt terrible but Sakura was one of the only girls in the school she hated hosting, she was really... for a lack of a better word annoying. She was far too intense for Haruhi's liking, too clingy and smarmy with the other girls if she got to sit next to Haruhi. She didn't think that Haruhi saw the looks she shot the other girls but she did.

"Why Sakura san?" "Well, father has arranged for me to meet this boy and he has made it very clear that I will be married... by the end of the year. Unless..." Haruhi internally cringed as she held on to every last syllable of the last word, drawing it out whilst shooting Haruhi a predatory glance. "Unless someone fights him and marries me instead." She shuffled closer to Haruhi making the younger girl thoroughly uncomfortable and causing a distraught look to appear on Ayako's face.

Ayako shot up as Sakura's hand fell onto Haruhi's thigh; she was looking horrified at the older girl. Whilst there wasn't a no touch policy at the host club, anything but where the twins were involved, there was something different about this. Something that sent Ayako's hair up right and cold shivers down her spine. Faced with her discomfort and the obvious unease of her favourite host Ayako bravely did the one thing she could do, she went to tell Kyoya senpai what was happening.

"Well do you have anyone that might do that for you Sakura san? Surely if you tell your father that you're unhappy he won't force you into anything." Haruhi released a hissed breath as Sakura's well manicured nails dug into her thigh, right onto her healing cuts. Tiny tears sprang to her eyes as the claws didn't retract but pressed themselves deeper and deeper in. "Perhaps you'd do it for me Haruhi kun. I've seen the way you look at me when you think no-one is looking. I don't care if you are a commoner I always get what I want and guess what I want." 'Serious psychiatric treatment?' "You." And with that she lent in as if to capture Haruhi's quaking lips with her own. She would have succeeded had it not been for a black note book falling between her and the prone host.

"I'm sorry Sakura san, but I'm afraid club is ending early today." Kyoya's fiercest shadow king smirk firmly in place. Girls in the surrounding area groaned as they heard his announcement and spread the word.

"Mother, why are you closing the club?" Tamaki shot over to him leaving some startled girls in his wake. "Tamaki we will talk momentarily." "But motheeeerr we can't close the club! What about the princesses, we can't send them away." "Tamaki, we can and we will." Kyoya turned to face the majority of the girls with his brightest host smile, "I am so sorry ladies but the club is going to have to shut early today. Please make your way out in an orderly fashion; the other hosts will escort you out. Thank you my ladies."

Girls trundled out moaning and groaning as they went. Hikaru and Kaoru escorted out a group of middle school girls who had become patrons after the fair, no-one had a problem with the older middle school girls visiting but it was limited to the highest year. The twins grinned as the girls bounded about in the corridors in a playful manner, it was nice to see girls openly enjoying themselves instead of tying themselves down to the squealing and submissive responses that their parents allowed.

Honey and Mori walked the high school girls out to their cars whilst murmuring between themselves about what might be going on, Honey was bursting to tell his cousin that he knew what might be going on but he couldn't betray his friends trust like that. Instead he bit his tongue and chatted amicably with the girls until they were all in their respective vehicles and hurtling out of sight. Sakura had taken some gentle persuasion from Honey to relinquish her seat but eventually she left without much hassle.

"Miss Ayako, if you wouldn't mind..." Kyoya motioned to the door with his head; she nodded slightly before waving timidly to Haruhi and turning to leave on her own. "I'll take you Ayako." Tamaki offered the girl her arm but Kyoya caught it in a vice like grip, "No Tamaki, I need you to stay. Haruhi will walk Ayako out." Haruhi nodded her agreement whilst swallowing the rock of dread that had lodged in her throat. She had known Kyoya was going to do it after club today and Sakura had just given him an excuse to finish things earlier. She had felt herself that the weight of the world had been on her shoulders today. She couldn't handle the twins jokes, Tamaki's clinginess, Honey's hugs or Mori's... actually Mori had been all right but everyone had noticed that something had been wrong with her today.

She gladly took Ayako's arm and high tailed it out of there. Kyoya watched her leave before he locked the door. "What is this about Kyoya? I have never seen you act like this 're not acting like yourself."

"I don't feel like myself. Tamaki I need to tell you something and I need you to listen."

Ayako and Haruhi

"I'm sorry about Sakura Haruhi." "It's not your fault Ayako. She was being a little pushy but I guess I understand." Ayako looked at her with a puzzled expression, "You do?" Haruhi nodded good naturedly as they rounded the corners of Ouran. "Yes, I think I do. In her position I would look for any way out of being forced to marry someone and if I thought I had a chance of getting out of it with someone who was nice and that I liked I would. It's sad that her dad is making her do that."

Ayako looked pensively at the ground for a moment, her father had business with Sakura san's father and that didn't sound like him at all but then again there was a benefit in acting one way in front of partners in a business where there wasn't in the privacy of your own home. "It doesn't really sound like Matsuyoshi san but you never know, there could be a very good reason for him to have her marry someone. The boy could be really nice and it's no excuse to behave the way she did around you." Haruhi nodded and they parted ways, Ayako going home and Haruhi making the longest walk of her life back up to the music room.

Kyoya and Tamaki.

"Tamaki, much as it pains me to say you are my best friend-" "And you are mine, mon ami." "Yes, would you ever want me to be unhappy?" Tamaki looked stricken at the very idea of his friend's unhappiness, "No of course not." Kyoya nodded before his eyes drew downwards, without even realising it, it looked like he was staring at Tamaki's chest as he became lost in his thoughts. He knew he was playing off his friend's kind heart but he also felt that, that was the best way to make him see that being with Haruhi was good for them both. This would be hard, especially if the idiot realised how he felt as Kyoya was explaining but he had to take the risk. "So if something or someone made me extremely happy, happier than I have ever been in my life in fact, you wouldn't be opposed to me having it." "Is this about my tie pin because if you want it you can have it with pleasure." The blonde fumbled with the clasp. Kyoya realised his mistake and quickly rectified it, explaining it had nothing to do with the tie pin.

"Well whatever it is, I'd want you to have it Kyoya, if it makes you that happy." Wide lavender eyes looked straight into dark grey ones. "What if you didn't like me having it? Would you try and take it from me, stop me having it if it made you feel better?" Tamaki looked hurt; he would never willingly cause his friends pain. "No, even if it hurt me that you should have it if it made you that happy then I would want you to have it. I know you'd do the same for me."

Kyoya winced at his blonde friends faith in him, he would try and make him happy but not with this. He couldn't do that. "What if I told you now that I am in a relationship that is making me extremely happy?" Tamaki's face lit up, "Kyoya you have a girlfriend, that's brilliant! Who is it, is it anyone I know?" "Yes, Tamaki I want you to know that I feel extremely strongly for this girl and she likes me too." "That's even better, congratulations Kyoya, so tell me, who is the lucky girl who has captured your heart?"

The door handle rattled as someone tried to open it, the voices of Honey and the twins filtered through into the room disturbing the occupants. Tamaki shot to his feet to let them in but again Kyoya grabbed him and didn't let him. He pressed a finger to his lips and the blonde took the hint and remained silent.

"Well we need to get in, all my stuff is in there." "Yeah mine too Hika Chan, maybe the cleaners have a key." "Uh." "Well we'd best go get one then, come on guys. Hikaru stop flicking them on me." "Quit whining Kaoru I'm going for the record." "What is that Hika Chan?" "Not sure, we found it in Haruhi's bag." "Oh, I hope she doesn't miss it then." "Nah, she had a whole box of them."

The fading footsteps told the boys that the others had gone. There was a silence as they both tried to work out just what the hell the twins had stolen from Haruhi's bag before Kyoya tried to talk again.

"Tamaki, I'm dating Haruhi." 'That was not the best way to tell him. What is he thinking? He's just staring at me.' "Tamaki?"' I hate it when he ignores me when I'm right in front of him! Is he ok? He's going to shout isn't he, oh shit.'

Tamaki's back straightened as he lowered himself into the chair opposite Kyoya, his previously warm eyes turned icier and icier as the second ticked by. "How long?" "We started dating at the weekend." "The weekend, the weekend when her home was destroyed? That weekend?" Kyoya nodded.

"How could you do this? You're ruining everything!" Tamaki shot up and paced furiously in front of the window. "What Tamaki, what am I ruining?"

"EVERYTHING! We are supposed to be family, you are my best friend, why would you... did she ask you?" "No, but she did kiss me." "Yeah, to cover her gender up in front of Ayako." "It was that kiss that got everything started."

Tamaki's eyes flashed wildly as his pacing became more frantic. The sad thing was he didn't know why he was so angry, he just was. "So you used her, what did you do Kyoya? Threaten to raise her debt if she didn't date you? Blackmail her with telling Ranka about the kiss if she didn't comply? Why are you doing this?"

"I love her."

Tamaki froze on the spot, as did the shadowy figure, who had just entered through the door after successfully picking the lock. Slowly Tamaki turned to face Kyoya fully. His eyes searched the darker boys face, looking for something, penetrating every nook and cranny of his face till he found it. His mouth opened slightly and a chocked gasp fell from mouth. "No, it can't- don't."

"Don't what? Tamaki I didn't blackmail her into this... I was... forceful but I didn't force her." "You're lying you have to be, you can't really... how does she feel?" "I think she likes me. I can't be sure but, I'm content with what I've got." His eyes feel to the floor and Tamaki's face softened. "You really do love her don't you?" Kyoya just looked at him. He didn't need to say anything, Tamaki knew him well enough to know.

"I'm sorry Kyoya, I didn't mean to- I just don't want anything to change, we're a big happy family and now it's gone wrong because the daughter is with the mother. But I guess that that isn't any different from the daughter being with the daddy huh. I've never had a proper family before and I just thought that everyone else would want one too; instead I forced it on you all. I know I'm not Haruhi's daddy and I know you're not her mummy but it still feels weird, in my chest, when I think about you two being together."

"We're still a family Tamaki senpai."

Both boys span to see Haruhi looking at them with those expressive, wide eyes. "You've given us all a family. We don't need labels to be family. I think, you seem to want the complete family, Father, mother, children. You say you're the daddy but I don't think that's what you really want, is it senpai? You don't act like a traditional father, you act like the baby... and that's not a bad thing but I'm wondering if maybe that's what you'd rather be. You look after so many people senpai, but you don't let anyone look after you. I'm not saying I'd be your mother senpai because you already have one but why don't you think about it, there is a mummy and daddy still. Or if you like we don't have to change anything at all, I don't mind you being my daddy and Kyoya being my mummy so long as you realise that outside of school its different." Tamaki's eyes filled with tears at the truth of her words, he did enjoy being the daddy but he enjoyed being looked after just as much. Liked having someone there to bandage his fingers when he got burnt or to stick up for him to those shady twins. Someone who tells him off when he goes too far or makes him feel better when he was upset. He wanted a mother.

"Senpai?" Haruhi had walked towards him whilst he had been completely lost in thought; he looked at her before taking her by the arm and leading her away from Kyoya who was staring at them in disbelief. "Are you ok Haruhi? He didn't force you?" Haruhi smiled and took his hand in hers, squeezing slightly as she reassured him "No, I've liked him for a long time senpai I just never thought he'd like me back, hell I thought he hated me." Tamaki nodded, he could see that she really liked him and he knew Kyoya liked her. Two of his best friends had found happiness in each other and that would have to do for him... so why did he have a pain in his chest? Why did it hurt when she pulled her hand away from his? Why did it hurt when he saw the happy smile on Haruhi's face when she was talking about Kyoya?Maybe it was fatherly concern after all, "No matter what I'm still your daddy."

Haruhi's musical laughter rang clear through the music room at the look of gleeful pride on her adorable senpai's face, she could look after him and he could look after her and that was the way it should be. "So you understand then senpai?" "Of course Haruhi, who am I to stand in the course of true love?" She was so happy that she sprung up onto her tiptoes and placed a friendly peck on his cheek. A light pink flush covered his nose and cheeks as he murmured that she should be careful, lest he fall for her too. She giggled again at his light hearted antics as he proclaimed that he would never wash his cheek again and in keeping with the bizarre ye olde English modern speech hybrid , for this is the cheek that doth bear his little girls love for her favourite daddy.

She caught sight of Kyoya's flashing glasses in the corner of her eye, she wandered over to him and put her hand on his arm but was surprised to find it tense and hard under her touch. She looked at him in concern but he merely pulled away from her and squared up to the blonde boy who was headed back in their direction, "Tamaki, Haruhi and I would appreciate it if you were the one to tell the others." "What? Why me?" "Because, you moron, they are more likely to react in a positive way if it is their 'beloved king' breaking the news to them." Tamaki pouted, "Why is it I detected a lot of sarcasm then Kyoya, have I upset you?"

Kyoya didn't answer; he simply grabbed his bag and stalked out of the room leaving Haruhi to gather her stuff, yell goodbye and dash after him.

Tamaki shook his head at his friend's antics and sighed. How would he tell the others? Group announcement? Individually or maybe as an email. He was broken from his plotting by a tiny whiny voice from the darkened corner of the room that Haruhi had sprung from.

"Awwwww, I wanted Haru Chan and Kyo Chan to tell us." Slowly the other hosts emerged, some looking disappointed, some looking furious, others looking blank.

Tamaki's first thought was

'Crap!'

His second was

'We really need to get some lights in that corner.'

AN

Wow, that took some writing. I'm not sure I'm happy with the way the confession panned out, I didn't want Tamaki to go mental and shut the host club forever but I didn't want him calm either.. I'm a little worried it was too soft, if u think so too there may be a delayed reaction kind of thing later but I don't know... I could have just lied...This chapter was ready to go up yesterday and the site wouldnt let me... sorry

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