Author Note: Alright, "the written princess," you're starting to piss me off when I just gave you the warning. Being that you're new makes it all the more reason why I don't have any sympathy to be nice. I'm trying to change my ways and not penalize everyone for your carelessness, but you're really starting to push it.
RandomFun: Yeah, I tried to make my stories a little different and unique, so I had to place something in there that Kyouya would like of her. Doing so, I realized that her warmth would be enough to give him a reason.
Kawaiiitahina123: Well, yeah. He's kind of a bastard in the anime and manga too.
Christinamazing: A turn-around? Mmm... you can say that.
Japanese translations are at the bottom.
"Talking"
'Thoughts.'
Characters belong to Bisco Hatori.
Story and plot belong to me.
Chapter 12 (Mature)
What Father Wants
- Previously -
Kyouya looked at her, "about the night before. I don't remember you crying like that during your time in the Host Club. I was frustrated that I made that happen to you." He sighed and chuckled afterwards, "it's all just a misunderstanding, for everyone."
"Eh?" She didn't understand what he meant.
"Everyone's been worried about you." The shadow king stated.
"Oh," Haruhi frowned, "I didn't know…"
He placed his hand on her head, "warabe."
Huffing, she swatted his hand away, "baka."
"About that night," Kyouya changed his tone, so she looked at him, "I kissed you because I wanted to, not because of otousan, do you understand now?" He then thought about it, "otousan said that he was pleased that we weren't faking it now."
"So… he did know…" her voice said quietly.
"It doesn't matter though," Kyouya got up and offered his hand to her.
She took it without thought and brought her up. "Nani?"
"We have two days after today till we break up, unfortunately, tomorrow will be spent with the Host Club." He stated. "So before then, I wouldn't mind a second."
Before Haruhi could bother to ask him what he had meant, he leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. She didn't know what to do in this situation, so she gave up and softly kissed back for him. His hands placed themselves on her waist to keep her there until he said otherwise, and made Haruhi wrap her arms around his neck.
He could feel her body warmth against his, and so he closed what gap was left between them. Startled by this, Haruhi tried to back up, but tripped over Hikaru's jacket that he left behind and back onto the bed. Her shirt lifted up just enough to show her stomach, but before she could pull the clothing down, Kyouya's hand went to her stomach to feel the warmth, and looked at her in the eyes before kissing her.
"No matter what, you always seem to be warmer than me." Kyouya whispered.
She noticed the first time that they were actually alone when they were Nagasaki, he just kept touching her. After a while she realized the next morning that he was a little colder than she was, it was the same right now. Haruhi knew that he had no real emotion for her, or anyone really, but he like the warmth she would give.
After being satisfied of feeling her bodies warmth for a little while, Haruhi declared that she wanted to go apologize to the others for making them worry. Kyouya didn't care all that much, so he helped her up and they left the room to go to Tamaki's room were everyone was. They all looked at them, all were surprised that Haruhi came in with Kyouya and vice versa, but she smiled as she held the stuffed animal.
"How about we go to the store really quick and we all make smores together?" Haruhi smiled at them all happily, "gomen, I didn't mean to wake you worry."
"SMORES!!!" The four enthusiastic club members cheered.
- Now -
New Years was tonight, and Haruhi was going to be spending it alone since her father was going to work tonight. The weekend started out badly, but it ended up pretty nicely then them all playing around like usual. Since today was Monday, and New Years Eve, there wasn't any school today, which she didn't mind.
Today was actually pretty nice, the snow fell during the noontime, and a little more in the afternoon. So she pulled out the glass bottle without and poured her some in order to celebrate the next year to come. She didn't really understand why it was something to celebrate when really it was just another day of life.
Knock, knock.
'I bet it's the landlady,' Haruhi thought to herself.
Knock, knock.
"Coming, coming," she called out and came to the door and opened it.
"Realize it's cold." Kyouya huffed out smoke because of the cold air.
"W-what are you doing here?" Her mind was completely stunned.
"I got kicked out of the estate, so I came here." He lied and sat at her table.
"You're a bad liar," Haruhi commented and asked, "do you want something to drink?"
"Whatever you have I suppose," he replied tiredly.
She poured him a small glass like hers and brought her own with her so she could also drink it, "so really, what are you doing here? I know you wouldn't get kicked out of the estate. You're a good otokonoko." Haruhi commented, taking a sip.
"True," he also took a sip before declaring, "I assumed it would be better to come here in order to have a better way to break up than make a scene on the phone."
Haruhi smiled at this, 'if he went all out on yelling, he's afraid I would cry.'
The shadow king saw that smile, "what I mean is that I rather not yell at home."
"Un." She took a sip of the drink again, 'you're still a bad liar…'
After he finished his drink, he inspected the glass, "that beverage was addicting, what was it called? I'll have someone buy some for the estate."
"I don't know, otousan brought it home last night saying to drink it for New Years, he gave an alcohol one to his manager though, so no worries." She smiled.
'Apparently if you're drinking it as well,' he commented silently.
Haruhi also finished her drink and looked at him, "do you want more?"
His elbows went onto the table and his chin over his folded hands, "what makes you think that I would want anymore than what I was already given?"
Haruhi laughed and got up to grab the bottle, "because you said it was addicting."
She returned with the bottle and poured him some more as well as herself and they enjoyed a couple more drinks. In a way, it tasted almost like ramune, the soft drink that Haruhi had introduced to them a while back, but it had a more interesting taste. Not that it mattered, it was a drink that Ryouji wanted his daughter to drink, so why not help her drink the entire thing; it was rather a big sized bottle.
"I wonder how the customers will take to me being single again." The rookie joked.
"Many of them have developed a crush on you, it's rather interesting," He replied.
Haruhi looked at him confusedly and set her drink down. "A crush on me, hontou?"
"Did you know that, literally, half of the Host Club has fallen in love with you?"
She blinked in bewilderment, never knowing this, "demo… ano… since when?"
"The twins had fallen for you, but Kaoru had given up though that doesn't mean he still doesn't love you, Hikaru and Tamaki are at each others necks for you."
"E-eh?" Haruhi twitched, and took a sip of her drink once more, "you're joking, ne?"
"It's truly amazing at how clueless you are when others fall in love with you," Kyouya drank what was left and felt a light buzz in his head, as did Haruhi. "Those three fell in love with you, and about six customers have too, Renge-kun included."
"What about you then?" Haruhi asked as if she didn't care while she finished her drink and set it down. "We were the ones in a relationship after all."
"Hmm," he smiled in thought at the question, "why? Are you curious?"
"A little, after all, we spent five months together, slept to together, am I missing anything else? A couple kisses, a couple hugs, a couple fights even?" She retorted.
"I suppose… I do," Kyouya spoke out in amusement, "be taken with lust… wouldn't be anything if… nothing to motivate…, would it?"
"Your words… their slurring." She commented.
"As are yours."
Haruhi tried to keep a straight head and picked up the bottle and both of their glasses to place in the sink. Kyouya followed, wrapping his arms around her stomach and growled into her ear lightly, blowing into her ear afterwards. They slowly tipped backwards, slowly walking to the living room and Kyouya fell over the table.
"Kyouya, daijobu?" Haruhi got away from him and looked at him worriedly.
He got up and he guided Haruhi to her futon in the other room, "un."
She watched him lock the sliding doors in place, "nani o shite imas ka?"
"I said aishiteimas, ne?" Kyouya brought his hand up and caressed her cheek.
That buzzing faded in his head and his hand slowly lowered to her small breast and held it, receiving a small gasp from her. He smirked and removed her shirt, only to find out that she wore a tank top over her bra as usual. Kyouya kissed her lips as his hands made way beneath the tank top and removed the strapless bra from beneath.
"K-Kyouya…" Haruhi called out a bit daze, the buzzing soon leaving her mind.
Easily he held both of hers wrists with one of his hands as his other hand unzipped and unbuttoned her pants so they fell to the ground. He carefully dipped her down onto the futon as he towered over her body on his hands and knees. She knew what he wanted, it was obvious, and so she began to unbutton his long her as he devoured her lips ruthlessly and tugged the shirt away so she could go lower.
Haruhi's mind was getting cloudier little by little as she carefully unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans, allowing him to jerk them off. He threw the covers onto the to keep them warm since it was snowing outside in the dark of the night. Kyouya laid on top of her quietly and heard her sniffle, so he placed his glasses aside to talk.
"Daijobu?" Kyouya questioned.
Haruhi wiped her tears away, "…a-aishiteru…"
He looked at her calmly, then kissed her again, deeply while engulfed in her warmth.
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Kyouya woke up to the worst headache ever, worse than one that Tamaki would give him on any bases. His hand reached out to grab his glasses, trying to fine them without bothering to open his eyes. He felt so weak and sick to his stomach that he wasn't going to get out of bed anytime soon.
'Wasn't I… at Haruhi's…?' His hand felt something warmth, and he turned his eyes to look at her, his hand touched her bare arm, 'what is she doing here?' He tiredly tried to look around reluctantly, starting to slowly notice he was still at the apartment.
"Haruhi," Kyouya called out groggily, he felt as if he was going to puke, "Haruhi?"
The girl wasn't waking up, nor responding in any way, was she even breathing for that matter? He shifted her body over so he could see her face, she didn't look like she was breathing, what was going on? Without thought, he caressed her forehead softly and gave her a kiss on the forehead, suddenly causing her to stir.
'Finally,' Kyouya sighed in relief. "Oi, okoshimas Haruhi."
She groaned tiredly and stretched out, "nani…Kyouya…?"
At least she spoke, so he sighed, and laid against her, "iikara."
Haruhi touched his forehead, "you don't look so well."
"I don't feel all that grand either." He mumbled.
"Go to the bathroom then if you feel sick." The younger of the two explained.
"I don't want to get up, I might vomit if I do." Kyouya warned.
"There should be a bucket against the wall if you do." She replied.
Looking up from his perch on her body, he saw the bucket, "naze?"
"Otousan gets drunk a lot and sometimes vomits, so we keep it in here just in case."
Weakly, he sat up, only to feel the contents rise in his stomach and grabbed the bucket immediately; spewing out whatever he had previously eaten. Haruhi couldn't pat him on the back since she was laying down and he sat next to her sickly. So she did the next thing possible and patted his leg softly as he went another two rounds.
Eventually it ceased after about five times, and had a worse headache, he didn't even notice that Haruhi disappeared. The thought to go look for her was more than he could bare, but then looked at himself to see that he was completely naked. Haruhi returned, and he noticed that she was barely clothed; in a tank top and underwear.
"Take these," she offered him some water and some aspirins.
Kyouya slowly took them and sighed, "what happened."
"My guess is that we got drunk." She sat on the futon.
"I don't see you puking your lungs out." He hissed.
Haruhi smiled weakly, "I didn't drink as much as you."
His hand combed through his hair, "that's no excuse."
"I have a headache, so don't get cranky." She replied.
He leaned forward and spewed once again, what did who do to deserve this horrid punishment, coming over to her house. Haruhi sat next to him, rubbing his back softly for his comfort, and it helped only a little for him. They just sat there for a few minutes, Haruhi frowned though as Kyouya panted exhaustedly.
"Is it possible to take a shower?" He asked quietly.
"Do you if you can even stand to walk?" Her worry increased.
"Iie, but that's why you'll help me, ne?" Kyouya looked at her tiredly.
She nodded and helped him up, seeing he was naked, "do you want to cover up?"
"You've seen me naked before, if you're so worried, get me a towel." He growled.
Her eyes rolled and she guided him to the bathroom and wrapped a towel around his waist so he could have some privacy. He asked for her to help take a shower, so she had him sit on the stool and washed him down with the hand held shower. As she was about to wash his back, one of the phones started to ring, and Kyouya sighed.
"Tamaki no baka," he growled in annoyance rubbing his forehead.
"Do you want me to get it?" Haruhi asked quietly.
His attention went to her, "iya, let it ring. He's been annoying."
She frowned, and began washing his back, "un."
"Don't be depressed if I ignore him, I told you that I don't feel well," he stated.
"Wakatta, wakatta," her hand began to clean his chest.
Kyouya growled when her cell phone started to ring, "kesu."
"I'll see what he wants." She got up and grabbed her phone.
Haruhi returned to the bathroom and pushed talk, "moshi, moshi?"
"HARUHI YOU HAVE TO HELP US! WE CAN'T FIND KYOUYA!!!" Tamaki cried.
"Tono, leave Haruhi alone, it's too early." Hikaru grumbled.
"WE HAVE TO FIND KASAN!!! WE MUST!!!" He wailed.
"Tamaki-senpai, I have a headache, and so does Kyouya." Haruhi groaned.
"Eh?" Everyone on the phone wondered.
"Do you know where Kyouya is?!" Tamaki asked with hope.
"He's not feeling well, so I doubt he wants to talk." Haruhi stated.
"Kyouya-senpai's at your place again?" Hikaru asked curiously.
"Why does Kyou-chan not feel well?!" Mitsukuni worried.
Haruhi sighed, not able to take it any more, "gomen," she hung up the phone.
Kyouya smirked as she put her cell phone aside, "too much?"
"Un." She sighed and finished up. "There, I'll go grab the shower-"
"You missed a spot," he stated.
"Eh?" Her attention went to him. "But I washed all of you…"
"Not beneath the towel though," the shadow king stated.
Haruhi sighed as he took her hand and helped her wash his pelvic area until she began to do it herself. Her hand was firm when washing his lower abs, his thighs, and carefully everything else in between. She was caught off guard, when he leaned his lips into hers, kissing her to his own please; perhaps he was still a little drunk?
Washing his body down with the water, she did his hair as well in which made him feel a little better. He was helped up to his feet after being dried him off and was abandoned for the moment, only to return with a white robe. Haruhi placed it on him and tied the obi, telling him he could go lay down a little longer in her futon.
"Haruhi," his voice called out sternly.
"Hmm?" She looked at him curiously.
"Are you sore, did we have intercourse?"
Haruhi looked at him, "I'm not sore."
Kyouya sighed lightly, "good."
"Naze?" Her attention grew worried.
"I wouldn't have forgiven myself."
"About what?" She looked at him.
Kyouya looked at her seriously as she helped him lay down, "I wouldn't forgive myself if we had intercourse without protection. So, I'm glad that we didn't."
Haruhi smiled softly, noticing the concerned feature on his face as she covered him up so he could try and sleep. She took a quick shower and got dressed in clean clothes and placed the rest in the laundry basket along with Kyouya's and started to clean them. Her attention went to the door unlocking and she went to go see who it was, and it turned out to be her father.
"Haruhi, it's terrible." Ryouji frowned, "I gave you the wrong bottle."
She twitched in annoyance, "…we noticed…"
"I gave you the alcohol beverage and the non-alcohol to the manager."
"We noticed…" Haruhi repeated herself.
"We?" He asked curiously and started snooping around and saw a sleeping Kyouya in the sleeping room and came back to the kitchen, "Kyouya stayed the night?"
"Not intentionally," Haruhi stated. "He came over so we could break up, we ended up getting drunk, but he had too much to drink." She tried to think over her headache, "I helped him take a shower this morning and then let him go back to sleep."
"KYA! THAT'S A GOOD GIRL!!!" He clung to her, glad that she was responsible.
"K-Kyouya wanted to break up what?!" Tamaki called out in surprise.
"T-Tamaki-senpai." Haruhi she blushed, then saw the others, "…nanda-yo…?"
"Tono got worried that you hung up, so he forced us to come." Hikaru stated.
"He still doesn't get it though," Kaoru couldn't help but snicker a little.
"Kyou-chan's okay, ne?" Mitsukuni asked worriedly.
"Kyouya's sleeping, so I really don't think you guys should be here." Haruhi stated.
"Kay, then come play with us, teach us commoner things!" Tamaki cheered.
"Don't you know what a hangover is?" Kyouya said angrily at the kitchen entrance.
"Kyou-chan's up!" Mitsukuni smiled happily, hugged the stuffed rabbit.
"Kyouya!!! You're okay!!!" Tamaki cheered and lunged to him.
WHACK!
"I don't need to hear it." Kyouya growled.
"Kyouya, go back to bed." Haruhi sighed.
"Kyouya-senpai's angry." The twins stated.
"Kyou-chan looks sick." Mitsukuni noticed.
"Un…" Takashi added, then saw him moving.
Kyouya swayed and the twins caught him and Haruhi told them to take him to her futon in the other room. Haruhi sighed and told Kyouya to go to sleep, so he turned away from them and tried to do anything else. Hikaru and Kaoru followed Haruhi out of the room and they all talked quietly, for the most part at least.
Translations:
Nani o shite imas ka: "What are you doing?"
Aishiteimas: "I love you."
Aishiteru: "I love you."
Iikara: "Never mind."
Author Note: Hmm... I think Haruhi becomes a little cranky next chapter... and I think Sayuri comes into view again, but just for the chapter. By the way, things are still just starting.
Next Update: Tomorrow again anyone? Yes? No?
WARNING! If I read a review saying "now" you might wait a month!