To the readers: I am so very sorry that this update has taken over a YEAR! There were two reasons it took me this long to update it. First being school! I only have sixteen days left of being an undergraduate. My second reason was I had lost all inspiration that I had in the beginning. I'm hoping that this update will be the first of many in the coming weeks. I know where this story is heading and I have the next two chapters planned out in my head.

Another note: I do not own Ouran or the characters those belong to Bisco Hatori. And now onto the story...

As she started to work on dinner she couldn't suppress a smile either. She was so busy on getting dinner ready that she wasn't aware of Kyouya's presence in the room until she nearly bumped into him. He just smiled gently and nodded for her to continue doing her work. She grabbed the last few ingredients from the refrigerator for the soup and began to chop them up.

"Can I help with anything," Kyouya asked.

"You could set the table if you want," she said.

"Do you know if Ranka will be joining us," he asked.

"He never gets home this early. In fact he probably won't be home until around eleven or after," she replied.

"Ah well then I will go set the table. Is there anything else I could do after that," he asked.

"Hmm well you could help me figure out what else you would like to have fixed for dinner," she said.

"Since we are having soup perhaps we could have some breadsticks and do you have any meat of some kind?"

"Ah I think we have some chicken that we could use in a salad that way we could have soup, salad and breadsticks even though I have a feeling that won't be enough to appease your appetite," she replied.

"I think I could make do with those options or instead do you have any bowtie pasta around," he asked.

"Yes I think we do but don't quote me on that," she said with a smile.

She walked over to one of the cabinets shuffled a few boxes around until she found the bowties. She handed them to him and asked,

"Do you what to tell me how to make this dish?"

"No I think I'll make it that way I'll feel useful," he replied.

"You can cook," she let slip.

"Yes amazingly I can. You wipe that look of shock off of your face," he said nonchalantly.

Haruhi did just that as Kyouya started to look for the proper pot to cook the bowties in. She noticed this, walked over to one of the cabinets and pulled out a pot. She set it on the stove and Kyouya proceeded to pour in the bowties. Next he started to work on melting the cheese that would go over the bowties and chicken as a sauce. Haruhi just watched from the corner of her eye as he kept stirring the bowties every so often. Suddenly he stopped stirring and looked her direction with a questioningly look in his eye. She shook her head and went back to working on the salad. Dinner went by quickly and she had to admit that Kyouya was an amazing cook.

Across town Tamaki was sitting in his room half sick to his stomach about the news of the relationship. Even though he had known about it the longest it still did not sit well with him. He looked out his window wondering where Haruhi was and if she was at his place even though he was pretty sure of the answer. He started to reach for his phone but decided against the idea to call Haruhi. 'She's happy and I want her to be happy,' he thought. He kept that thought flowing through his head for some time while he worked on his homework until he could take it no more and flung his notebook against the wall. In a fit of anger he began throwing various items against the wall until finally his arms were tired and so was he. He slid down the wall allowing his arms to become limp and holding his head in his hands. It was when his head fell against his crossed arms did he realize that tears were beginning to form. He quickly shook his head in hopes that they would cease but they just began to flow more freely. He looked around the room to see the damage that his anger had caused before standing up and started to straighten everything back the way it was before. Before he left the room he glanced out the window again and whispered,

"I will change her mind."

At the same time that Tamaki was vowing to change Haruhi's mind Kaoru was making an attempt to calm a very irate Hikaru down. At the moment Hikaru was throwing every item from his drawers against the wall not caring if they shattered onto the floor.

"Hikaru, I know that this is killing you, but," Kaoru started but quickly shut up once Hikaru rounded on him.

"Killing me? Is that what you think Kaoru? It's not killing me I'm just angry. Angry at the fact that she chose HIM! What the hell does she see in a jerk like that? I guarantee you that there is something to be gained in this relationship and Haruhi doesn't even know it! I don't want her to get hurt. If she ends up hurt I don't care if he has his secret police I will hurt him. I WILL MAKE HIM PAY FOR WHAT HE HAS DONE TO HARUHI," he yelled.

Kaoru allowed Hikaru to resume taking his anger out on the inanimate objects in his room. As he walked down the hallway he kept wondering why Hikaru could just be happy for the two and not allow his friendship with Haruhi to be ruined over such a trivial event. He turned around to see Hikaru beating his pillows and yelling many colorful words that he presumed were describing Kyouya.

"Hikaru when will you learn," he said with a sigh. The ringing of his phone startled him but he found it and quickly answered it without checking to see who the caller was.

"Kaoru, how is your brother handling Haruhi's response to our conversation," Kyouya asked briskly.

"Ah so that is what he is ranting about," he muttered.

"From that response I'm guessing not well," he replied.

"What exactly did he say to you," Kaoru asked.

"He tried to intimidate me and he made Haruhi quite angry," said Kyouya.

"Well my brother seems to be under the impression that you are just using Haruhi to help you succeed in something and that once you do you will break it off with her," Kaoru replied softly.

"Kaoru," Kyouya started.

"Kyouya-senpai I think you should know that I do not agree with my brother's view and that I'm truly happy for you two. Please let Haruhi know that I don't want her to be angry with me," Kaoru quickly replied.

"I will. Is that Hikaru I hear in the background," he asked.

"Yes he has been taking his anger out on the objects in the room for the last ten minutes. I'm worried that he will attempt to sabotage your relationship with Haruhi because he honestly could care less of your police and the power your family holds," Kaoru replied sadly.

"I was afraid of this. Haruhi wasn't expecting this kind of reaction from him and it has her completely caught off guard," Kyouya replied.

"I must go I think he just shattered a vase that Mom might kill him if she finds out," Kaoru responded hastily.

A click on the other end signaled to Kyouya that Kaoru had hung up to save his brother. He turned his attention back to the petite frame that was curled up next to him on the couch. She was two-thirds asleep but he didn't want to wake her and so he turned his attention back to his work on his laptop. An hour later Haruhi finally stirred and noticed that Kyouya was asleep in front of his laptop. She smiled for a moment and began moving slowly to move the laptop off of his lap. Just as she had fully sat up Kyouya's eyes opened. The sight of a sleepy Kyouya was too cute for Haruhi and she couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"Does something amuse you Haruhi," his sleep-laced voice broke the silence.

The smile didn't fade from Haruhi's face instead it grew even more. Kyouya's eyebrows rose because he could not get an answer from her. He leaned a little closer to see if that could make her answer him but that just caused her to smile even more. The smile quickly disappeared when his lips covered hers. The kiss quickly became two kisses then three. When Haruhi finally did pull away she couldn't help but smile again at the disappointed expression on Kyouya's face at the loss of contact.

"I needed air," she said with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"Well then take another breath and prepare for another kiss," Kyouya replied.

Before she could respond his lips came crashing back down on hers. She took the time to fully enjoy this kiss. It wasn't that she didn't usually enjoy the Kyouya's kisses but this one had a sense of love and tenderness that set it apart from his normal kisses. When he pulled away they both realized that during the course of that kiss he had pulled her down with him and he was now lying down on the couch with her on top. A slight tinge of pink graced his usually well composed face and it matched Haruhi's face well.

"Er…Kyouya."

"I'm sorry," he replied hastily as he started to sit back up.

He didn't get very far because Haruhi had locked herself against him. He looked at her in disbelief but noticed the small smile that graced her features. He smiled once more and yet again his lips made contact with hers. He could feel her smiling but that didn't stop him. The sound of a cell phone ringing caused the two to momentarily break apart. He knew it was Haruhi's and he knew that ringtone usually meant one of the twins. He looked down at her and she just shook her head and mouthed 'I don't want this moment to be ruined.' A few moments later a beep was heard notifying her of a new voicemail.

"I'll check it later. It's probably Hikaru and I don't want to deal with him right now," she mumbled.

Kyouya felt the tenseness in her shoulders and began massaging them. She relaxed and rested her head against his chest. The sound of his heart beating lulled her to sleep leaving Kyouya there to muse the rate their relationship was moving. He looked down at the girl he was currently holding in his arms and he couldn't suppress the smile that was forming. He started to move slightly when she snuggled tighter against him and grasped his shirt causing him to discontinue his movements. Before he knew it he was falling asleep too and didn't hear the click of the front door opening.