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The sight that met Ranka caused him to be unsure of which emotion to be first. Part of him thought the two asleep on the couch was too cute! But on the other hand his daughter was asleep in the arms of a man and they had been alone in the house together. Mentally he debated with himself for nearly five minutes before he decided to quietly leave and call Haruhi from outside. He knew that the sight he had just walked in on was completely innocent however a small part of him was unnerved by it. He took his cell phone from the pocket and placed the call. The sound of Haruhi's phone ringing brought her from her slumber. She tried to move but realized that she was slightly trapped by Kyouya's arms. She tried to roll off of the couch thinking it would break her free from his grasp but all three attempts failed. Her fourth attempt was a success and before it could go to voice mail she picked up.

"Haruhi!"

"Dad, where are you," she asked.

"Well I'm on my way home now. I should be there in about fifteen minutes," he replied.

"Okay Dad. I'll see you soon," she replied as cheery as possible.

As soon as she hung up she turned around and began shaking Kyouya awake. Low Blood Pressure Demon or not she was not about to have her father walk in and find them lying on the couch together. After five hard shakes he finally awoke with a murderous glint to his eyes.

"What do you want," he asked icily.

"Kyouya, you need to get up Ranka will be home in two minutes," she whispered.

His eyes widened slightly at the news. He quickly sat up and indeed in two minutes Ranka walked through the door.

"Kyouya-kun! How nice it is to see you," Ranka said.

"Ah good evening to you Ranka. How was work today?"

"It was a great day business was quite good," he replied.

"That is good to hear."

"Ah Dad would you like dinner," Haruhi interrupted.

"Yes Haruhi that would be nice."

"Why don't you go change and when you come back in here your dinner will be awaiting you."

"That's a fine idea. Kyouya-kun will you be joining us for dinner?"

"Dad we've already had dinner. In fact Kyouya made tonight's dinner."

"Well then I can't wait to try Kyouya-kun's cooking! Oh and Kyouya-kun?"

"Yes Ranka?"

"Next time you decide to take a nap here try not to use my daughter as a blanket."

The expression on Kyouya's face was priceless. Haruhi looked at her father's retreating figure and back at Kyouya.

"How did he…," Kyouya started.

"I have no idea," she replied.

"I think I'll leave before he comes back in and a thorough interrogation begins," Kyouya whispered in her ear.

Haruhi couldn't help but smile at that comment.

"Kyouya Ootori are you intimidated by my father?"

"No I just respect him and would rather not waste my time answering personal questions," he replied.

Before she could ask him anymore questions he cut her off with a swift kiss. By the time she recovered he was halfway out the door. She caught his hand as he was starting to shut the door. He turned around with a surprised expression but he smiled as soon as he saw her expression.

"I'll call you later tonight," he said softly.

"All right, maybe we could do this again but at your place?"

"Um you mean when no one is around right?"

"Yes I'd rather not have a repeat at your place with your father."

"Are you afraid of my father?"

"No but our relationship is none of his concern," Haruhi replied.

A smile spread across Kyouya's face and he couldn't help but give her a quick kiss to her temple. As soon as she shut the door and turned around her father was entering the room again.

"Where did Kyouya-kun go," he asked.

"He went home Dad. It is late after all."

"He wasn't willing to be interrogated was he," he asked.

"Dad just sit down and eat your dinner."

Twenty minutes later Ranka broke the silence and asked Haruhi how well the other hosts had taken the news.

"Well Tamaki accepted it as you already know. Mori-senpai and Hani-senpai welcomed this news and Kaoru accepted the news."

"Then that means Hikaru isn't taking the news too well?"

"No he hasn't accepted the news at all. He called Kyouya earlier and was attempting to intimidate him into meeting with him after school tomorrow. That isn't happening and then he essentially insulted me when he thought he was still talking to Kyouya. He was ready to go over to the Hitachin residence and confront him but I told him stay here and amazingly he listened to me. At the moment I want nothing to do with Hikaru but I'm perfectly fine with Kaoru."

"Haruhi, what exactly did Hikaru say about you?"

"Dad he was insulting Kyouya but at the end he was basically telling Kyouya that our relationship couldn't possibly be based on love or any emotion for that matter that he was dating me out of pity or to gain something from this whole thing. Dad he's not so you can sit down. But tomorrow I won't speak to him because I have nothing to say to him."

"Haruhi I know this might seem like an odd questions and I want you to know that I am in no way questioning your choice but why did you pick Kyouya-kun and not one of the other hosts?"

"Dad I wasn't planning this or have had a crush on him or anything. It just happened because I got to know him."

"But don't you know all of the hosts?"

"He let me see him with his walls down the other day. Very few people have ever seen Kyouya that way. I'm going to guess that I'm probably only the third person he has let in like that."

Ranka let the conversation end there and changed the topic to the upcoming school break.

"Do you have any plans?"

"No Dad not that I'm aware of just yet. Why? Are you planning something?

"No I didn't know if the Club had a trip planned or not."

Before she could give an answer the sound of her cell phone ringing caught her attention. Ranka nodded his head acknowledging her to take the incoming call and thought to himself 'Could he be the one?' In the other room Haruhi was having a muffled conversation with who he could only guess was Kyouya. He didn't attempt to listen in and when she came back into the room had began a conversation about the latest Zuka production much to Haruhi's chagrin.