Hello everyone! Thank you to those that reviewed! I'm so so sorry that I forgot to mention in the last chapter that this was not a one-shot. -_-;
When Club was over Haruhi was more than happy to be leaving. Not only had her mood become worse, but now she had a headache. It didn't help that Tamaki had been in his dramatic mood throughout most of the afternoon. The twins had got into a fight over who finished their sentences better (to the delight of their fan base), and Hani had been bouncing off the walls after too much cake. On the way to the car Kyouya noticed the quietness that had settled between them. She was just about to walk past the limo when Kyoya gently started to steer her towards it. She looked up at him and nodded a thank you. On the way home Haruhi felt the overwhelming sensation to cry. She quickly brushed a few tears away before setting up straighter and looking out the window once more.
"Haruhi, are you sure there is no reason behind your mood," Kyouya said interrupting the silence.
"Yes, I'm sure," she answered briskly.
He just nodded before going back to looking over different stock quotes. Occasionally he would glance over to see her wiping more tears from her eyes. He discreetly opened her file to see if the reason she was crying was due to her mother, but he found that to be wrong. Just as he was beginning to calculate the day's expenses a frustrated sigh stopped him.
"Haruhi, can you please try to pinpoint your problem," he said irritably.
"I'm sorry Kyouya-senpai if I'm not able to analyze my problems and solve them as quickly as you probably do, but then again you probably have few if any problems at all," she snapped.
As soon as she said that she regretted it. His head shot up and he gave her a glare that had her wanting to hide under the seat.
"Kyouya-senpai, I'm…" was all she could say before he sharply cut her off.
"Haruhi, the next time you speak you might want to think before you act. I'm sure that you are well aware of the face that I'm the third son in my family, and I have two older, very successful I might add, brothers that are also vying to take over the Ootori company. It is not a problem that I can analyze and easily solve. If it were so damn easy I would have succeeded by this point, but by my tone you can probably tell that I have not succeeded. Every day I am reminded that I am the third son, that I have nearly no chance of becoming the successor, but do I let that stop me? If you think for one moment that the answer is yes then you are sorely mistaken."
Haruhi set back into her seat still wishing it had the ability to swallow her whole. The ride continued in dead silence until they had arrived to their destination. As they were walking from the car a thought popped into her head.
"Kyouya-senpai, did my father give you an estimation of what time he would be picking me up," she asked.
"No, Haruhi, he did not," was his short answer.
'This is going to be a long evening," she thought as Kyouya held the door open for her to go inside.
I know that this was a little short but I wanted to update it tonight before my busy weekend starts. If all goes well there may be an update Sunday evening, unless I turn my attention to my Harry Potter multi-story. Again sorry that I forgot to mention that it wasn't a one-shot.