I don't own OHSHC. I wish I could, yeah...This is reality.

CHAPTER 8

"You will be perfectly fine"

The waves of the ocean were moving lazily and the sun was burning. Every single living being, which was a bit sane, was trying to get under the shade, expect, for one.

Tamaki Suoh was in his emo state, not letting the sunshine get through his cold shale. Watching horizon, he was doodling in sand and growing mushrooms so unfitting to the whole climate of the island. The Miracle.

He suddenly noticed soft steps, which were slowly moving towards him. Knowing that it was Haruhi he whispered softly. "They left,"

Haruhi sighed and sat down by his side. "Yes, they did Tamaki-sempai,"

Tamaki turned his depressed face to her and said "Haruhi, you are not helping at all and stop calling me sempai,"

Haruhi grinned a bit "I am sorry but I can't help it, sempai"

Tamaki helplessly continued watching the sun setting.

They sat like this for a while, then Haruhi touched his shoulder and said "They will be alright, so please, don't worry,"

"I am not worried ," Tamaki said softly " I just feel a bit..."

"Lonely?"

"You can call it that," he admitted.

"I know what you mean. I feel lonely too Tamaki-sempai. Everyone misses the Host club, even Kyoya does"

Tamaki's shale disappeared. "I am sure he does, every mother misses her child when it flyes away from the nest,"

Haruhi sweat dropped "Tamaki-sempai,"

Tamaki then stood up and offered his hand to Haruhi, which she took. He pulled her up and hugged her tightly. "You know Haruhi, we can't be hosts anymore, I can feel that."

At this Haruhi questioningly looked into his eyes. Tamaki smiled at her "I can say without doubt that my heart belongs to you. And Kyoya's is being captured little by little,"

"How can you be so sure?"

Tamaki turned his gaze to the horizon.

"I know him and I certainly know her,"

***

Ayame was still sleeping after Kyoya left the mansion. When she opened her eyes, she was surprised that Kyoya could actually get up. She did hear his alarm-clock ringing for forty minutes before he opened his eyes. It was still ringing for an hour before he decided to get up. She stayed in bed for a while, keeping her eyes shut and absorbing the faint scent which was around her. It was his scent.

She inhaled it.

Realising what she was doing she blushed and decided to get up. When she did so the first thing she noticed, were her trousers from pyjamas right under her side of the bed. Ayame panicked at first but then calmed down. She must have thrown them on the floor while sleeping. She hated trousers and she hated night gowns. The only thing she could sleep in were pyjamas. Well, upper part.

Little did she know that Kyoya noticed her trousers and chuckled to himself, thinking how unfeminine she could be sometimes.

Ayame looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a crazy poodle with her curly hair pointing towards every corner of the room. She sighed. Today is the dinner... Ayame's stomach disappeared

"ARGH!!! Ayame! Don't be so nervous! You never get nervous so don't be! O.K.! Let's run and throw away your stress!" Her stomach suddenly made a funny noise. Alright, good news. Stomach was still there and apparently it was hungry.

After the sprint she took a shower, dressed up and went to the dining hall. Because the mansion was her project she didn't have the problem to find her sodesired room. Suddenly the familiar voice called her name. "Mistress!"

She turned around and saw her beloved butler in front of her "No way! Johnathan!" She was so happy that cought his hands and was literally beaming. "I thought you stayed with my parents!"

Johnathan smiled one of her favourite smiles and said "Oh no mistress, I wouldn't be able to be in that huge house without you!"

"I know Johnathan, I wouldn't either." said Ayame and hugged him tightly.

Johnatan was taken aback "Now, now, I am not as young as you remember me, mistress." said butler in pain.

Ayame quickly let go of him. "I am sorry, It's just that you are like my family. How is your grandson by the way?"

"Thank you for asking, he is doing well. An elementary school student, is having some troubles but very talented I must say,"

Ayame patted butler on the shoulder "Of course, you are his grandfather," Old man grinned.

They were only one meter from the dining hall when Ayame asked, "How is my sister doing?"

Johnatan stopped "She is missing you very much mistress, otherwise she is fine. Going to the school this year."

"It's a pity I won't see her than. September right?"

"Yes,"

My final year at university is starting this September, Ayame thought.

When they arrived to the dining hall, Ayame heavily sat down and waited as maids were preparing her breakfast. While eating Johnatan informed her that Hitachiin brothers were coming.

"Twins? Fashion designer's Yuzuha Hitachiin's sons?"

Johnathan nodded "I guess Kyoya-sama wants you to look flawless."

Ayame stared at her bread and realised that Kyoya must have heard how she mentioned on their wedding day that she likes Hitachiin designed clothes. Suddenly her heart fell somewhere into her stomach. She was feeling a bit uncomfortable about this whole sitation. Not just uncomfortable but ashamed as well. Kyoya organised everything for her today.

She was used to do things by herself and now she didn't even think about how would she look like and how would she represent him.

He must think I am irresponsible...

This thought slashed her heart like a knife. One side of her was telling her that this wasn't the case, but she had her pride. Actually some unnecessary pride which was the cause of the misunderstandings in her life. Her fists banged on the table and she stood up with the fire in her eyes.

"I won't allow ANYONE to think of me like that! Especially not him! I don't like disappointing people" with that she left the table, furiously dialling the number of the Hitachiin studio. Johnathan rolled his eyes.

There she goes again.

***

Kyoya was taping on his notebook. Quickly and smoothly, like a snake, which is about to strike. When he finished the taping, he called his personal assistant Kurumi-san into his office.

Elegant woman stepped inside. "You were calling Kyoya-sama?"

Kyoya nodded and under his glasses he pierced her eyes so hardly, that the woman was trying to gain a stable ground underneath her feet.

"Kurumi, I called you about the mission of completion of the contract with our Indian investors...As you know I have the meeting with them."

"Yes, Kyoya - sama,"

"Did you prepare everything for that?"

"Of course, Kyoya-sama,"

Kyoya closed his eyes. "Good, you may go now, "

Kurumi bowed her head and thought, that Kyoya must be a bit nervous, it wasn't typical for him to ask, whether they completed his orders or not. He simply knew they did. But today...

When Kurumi went out of the room, Kyoya turned around, looking from the high window, to which he was sitting with his back just a while ago. His mind was all focused on this event, checking everything again and again. Than without noticing, his thoughts slowly turned to Ayame's calm sleeping face.

Kyoya's head was suddenly filled with her images. It was as if they were trying to comfort him, calm him down. He allowed this automatical process and closed his eyes. He was feeling relaxed.

The low tune of his phone destroyed the little atmosphere of peace.

He blackly looked at the phone, which was brave enough to not explode and took it. But when he saw who was calling, the anger disappeared instantly.

"Ayame?"

---"Kyoya, I am on my way. There were no changes in schedule right?"---

Kyoya looked at his wristwatch. It was six o'clock. Dinner is at seven.

"You will be right on time. Tell Tanaka to take you to where my office is. I want us to arrive together."

----"Roger that, see you than,"---- And with that she ended the phone call.

Kyoya sighed and called for Kurumi again, so that she would give him suit for the meeting.

***

Ayame was patiently waiting for her husband. Sitting in the limo, she was scanning surroundings, trying to catch every movement with her eyes. She was just longing to see him. Her legs were feeling a bit cold and her hands were sweating.

Argh! I am nervous again! Calm down! Calm down...

"Ayame,"

She quickly turned her head to her left side. Kyoya, like always, surprised her.

"Kyoya..."

He swiftly sat down by her left side. Tanaka-san, the driver, started the car and they were already on their way to the restaurant.

They were quiet for a while. Ayame hoped, she would calm down after seeing him, but it has gotten worse. He just looked ...No word would describe him, so handsome, dressed in a formal black suit. And the feeling she was getting from him was overwhelming. She thought her heart would just explode right there.

She desperately tried to act as if nothing was happening. Of course he would be like this, he is Kyoya after all, so why are you so surprised and are overreacting? She took a deep breath.

Kyoya noticed that and turned his gaze towards her.

"You don't have to be so nervous,"

"I am not nervous,"

"You will be just fine. As I said before, you tend to attract people. You don't have to work hard for it. You just do it, without realising, it. It's..."

he wanted to continue, but stopped. Ayame asked "It's what?"

They were looking into each others eyes. Than Kyoya blinked and looked out of the window. "It's you talent, I guess. And besides, you look smashing,"

Ayame was watching him, surprised, that he would praise her like this. She smiled widely and answered "Of course,"

Kyoya looked at her in interest. "Of course? That is your answer? Not thank you or you are so kind? "

Ayame blushed and said: " Well of course I have to look smashing, it is one of the things that will benefit you. People tend to judge others like this. You can say very well, what the person is like, by looking at him. How much he cares for his outer and inner self. As old philosophers would say, the body represents our inner soul and our thinking. How would you expect someone to care for something, if he can't take care of himself?"

"So you are saying that only the beauty matters?" Ayame knew he was testing her by the way he was watching her. She knew very well that he understood, what she meant so she answered angrily.

"I am just saying, that to care for yourself is a very important thing. Everyone who values the hard-work, knows that,"

Kyoya suddenly started laughing. Ayame was more angry with that. "You don't have to have these kinds of reactions, you know,"

"It's just..." he looked at her and touched her red cheek with his hand softly "You will be perfectly fine today, just perfectly fine, believe me, someone like you," and he touched her forehead with his cold lips.

It was as if every doubt vanished in Kyoya's heart.

He knew that the meeting would be a huge success.