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Bisco owns Host Club. I own nothing.

"So is it cold in Canada?" Kyoya asked in a short and simple sentence.

"Yes, very cold." I answered matching his rhythm.

"Does it have four seasons?"

"Does Japan?"

"Yes."

"We have two."

"Summer and Winter?"

"Football and Hockey."

Haruhi and Tamaki listened to the conversation from a safe distance.

"It's sounds like they are speaking code." Haruhi commented.

"Yeah. I wonder what all that means?" At that moment two pairs of glasses flashed as the two manges glared at the two eavesdroppers.

"Is it too much to ask for a private conversation nowadays?" Kyoya asked.

"Bloody sakes guys, like rude much?" Stacy said.

"They're onto us." Haruhi said.

"Run." Tamaki ordered.

"Hikaru, Kaoru!" The two 'busy-bodies' yelled as the scrambled across the room for a meeting of the 'what-ever-Tamaki's-next-plan-is-going-to-be-called' squad.

"Well how rude." Kyoya said to me.

"I know, you'd think that one of them would have enough manners to stop the other."

"Can you eat Japanese food?"

"Yes I can eat Japanese food." Kyoya and I were speaking only the basic parts of sentences simply so that we would ward off anyone trying to listen to the conversation, when really this is what it looked like from the beginning:

"Can I see you after school?"

"Why?"

"I need to speak with you."

"Why?"

"Answers."

"You want answers?"

"Yes, tell me in private."

"Where do we meet?"

"Well how rude."

"I know, you'd think that one of them would have enough manners to stop the other."

"The courtyard behind the club room."

"Got it."

We had been whispering small sentences to each other after say the fake dialog aloud. It looked like no one had caught onto our ruse yet. But I was dying to know what Kyoya wanted to talk to me about after Host Club today. But it was then that the door burst open.

"We are here for the young maiden!" Me and Kyoya looked up from our table and saw Benio Benibara standing in the door way with Suzuran (the vise-president) and Hinagiku (the youngest member) at her sides.

"Well it's a good thing the guests have left for the day." Kyoya said.

"Yeah. Other wise Haruhi might have been found out."

"AHHHHH! Boss! It's the Zuka club!" The twins hollered. "They've come to reclaim Haruhi! Quick, hide her!" The twin shoved Haruhi into a pink, fluffy bunny suit making the poor girl look like Usa-chan's big sister.

"Hey! Let me go! This isn't helping guys!" Haruhi protested.

"Good thinking men!" Tamaki shouted in support of the two younger Hosts.

"Well this could be entertaining." I said, now bored with the situation, busying myself by snapping photos of Haruhi while the twins held her still.

"Hey! Quit that!"

"Sorry, but if I you want me to be at the Host Club for support while you're out in the trenches then I have to take picture of you while you are in a bunny suit." I said from behind my camera.

"So the Host Club has a second maiden in their fiendish mitts! This will not do!" Beni said in a dramatic acting voice.

"I'm not 'in their mitts'. I'm working for them so that I can afford to come here. Wow that seems like a really crazy deal when I say that out loud."

"My dear maiden." Beni slid up to me and held my hands. "I will rescue you from these barbarians if you come with me." I pull my hands out of hers and take five large steps back.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not on 'that side of the fence' if you catch my drift. So if you could just leave me alone."

"But don't you see that romance with men is a merely a game of dominance? In a romance with woman everything is equal. Don't you understand that?" Beni said, once again trying to hold my hand.

"You tell them Beni!" Hinagiku shouted in support.

I pulled back again. "No. I think it's you who doesn't understand."

"What?"

"How dare you question the Great Benibara?!" Suzuran roared.

"Well I have my own opinion on romance and what you guys are talking about isn't romance. At lest not to me."

"What are you talking about?" Beni asked sternly.

"Well for starters, your whole 'equalteral love triangle' is all garbage!"

"What?!"

"Well how I see it, love should be shared between to people who are willing to devote their love and soul to each other. If you have two people who you are in love with you can't devote your love to either of them, because the other one will still be expecting something. It's selfish to think that any love triangle is alright."

"These......these boys have gotten to you!" Beni grabbed me and pulled me close to her chest. At that moment I would have rather been having staring contest with Medusa than being held next to Beni's chest. I pried my arms between us and pushed the lesbian away.

"Okay dudet, personal space. That is all I ask." I said as I dusted off the ugly yellow dress I was forced to wear. *

Beni gasped at my actions. "You are becoming one of them."

Now it was my turn to say 'what!?'

"You poor thing. Being influenced by their masculine traits. You poor dear. Have these savage wolves taken advantage of you?"

"What? No! And I'll have you know that male wolves become very affectionate towards the females whenever they are in heat. So don't go putting wolves and the Host Club in the same class!"

"I'm not sure if she is defending us or the wolves right now." Tamaki whispered to the twins.

"But men always feel that have to flaunt their masculinity to us women. It's disgusting!"

"Well it may be true that men flaunt their masculinity, but lots of women love it when they do that. If you looked at any good romance novel you will notice that the male in question is tall, dark and strong and the woman is always petite, kind and caring. It's that imbalance of testosterone and estrogen that people love about romance novels. Besides, how do you know that some women don't love it when they get that feeling of weakness when their lover has her all to himself?" I had a sly smirk across my face. "Some women start playing the role of a sweet innocent just to entice their partner to go in for the kill. Besides, in a false relation ship it is the man who is dominate but in a true one, it is the woman who is in charge because a man will never do anything that will make her want to leave him. In the end, it is the woman who calls the shots she just lets the guy think he is in control."

"And what makes you think that women want a relation ship like that?"

"It's those types of relationships that make the best romance novels. Let's face it. A woman on woman relation ship is only for those who can't bring themselves to be attracted to men, or those who have too much pride to play the roll of prey."

"How do you know all of this?" Tamaki asked voice full of uncertainty.

"I've always wanted to be a writer, and I'm always dreaming up love stories so I learned the components of a good romance novel." I rubbed the back of my head, now having reverted to my normal self.

"I see that we will have no success trying to convert this one. Let's go." Beni walked out of the room with her two followers on her tail, trying to convince her that they would get both me and Haruhi next time. What a weird bunch of girls.

Kyoya couldn't stop thinking about what Stacy had said to the Zuka Club. Was any of it directed at him? His 'lower stomach' burned at the thought. He couldn't help but wonder what a relation ship with Stacy would look like. Defiantly not like what Tamaki dreamed about with Haruhi. And it would sure be far from the more 'smut' like stuff that was stereotyped about North American romances. He would have to see one of these days.

The Host Club was finally finished for the day and we could at last all leave. Kyoya had informed Neko-chan that I was going to be late for the car ride to Haruhi's house (I rode with him to and from school to look like I was staying with him) and we headed over to the courtyard.

"So what is it you wanted to talk about?" I asked.

"I'm curious about how you got here. Nobody can just wrap somewhere by using their computers."

"I'm not sure. Maybe this is all a dream and it isn't really happening."

"If that was the case, then I don't think you'd be wearing a school uniform right now."

"True. Maybe this is real. But that just brings us back to square one; 'what am I doing here?'"

"That might prove impossible to tell. Regardless, I want you to have this." Kyoya held out a blue and white cell phone with silver detailing.

"Why are you giving me a phone?" I asked as I took it from him.

"I will need a way to contact you just in case we need to rendezvous for some reason."

"You're just giving it to me so that you can call me all you want."

Kyoya turned his head to the side, the orange sunset reflected off his glasses, hiding his onyx eyes, making him look almost demonic. But that is what I loved about him. Something about the dark air that followed him was enticing. I continued to stare at him over the top of my glasses, with eyes of a fox that was on the prowl.

"What is it?"

I placed my hands on Kyoya's shoulders and stood on my toes to lean in to whisper in his ear. "You know, no one is around. It's just us." Kyoya took my left had into his and placed his free hand on the small of my back and before I could kiss Kyoya, he kissed me.

Kyoya couldn't get enough of the taste he got from kissing Stacy. Everything about her was enticing. Especially those eyes. Those two blue eyes. To anyone but him they would look like two normal blue eyes with nothing special. But he could see so much more than others could. He could see when they changed from watery blue to sea green from the lighting. Kyoya pulled away from the embrace, lungs tried from the lack of air. He looked down at Stacy and could she that she too was breathless. Even though her cheeks were red with blush, she was still able to keep her cool. Looking at her the word 'fox' came to mind. Not because it was a description of her appearance like the twins, but of her personality. She was sneaky, intelligent and crafty. All the things Kyoya wanted to find in a woman, all of the things that would compliment his own personality. Kyoya couldn't bring his hands to let go of her small frame. So instead, he wrapped his arms around her, trying to make the moment last as long as possible.

I felt so secure as Kyoya held me in his arms. Even though he was a dark person, he was very safe and reliable. He was like the alpha male of a pack, protecting his mate with his barred teeth only to come back after the battle and nuzzle me with affection. I felt like Kyoya and I were meant to be.

Yuka Amoni looked out the window of the club room and saw Kyoya and Stacy together in the courtyard. She had come by after the Club was finished to talk to Kyoya about canceling their appointment today, but now she knew why. That girl from Canada, the girl he had been starting at the other day, was his secret lover. Yuka decided that this cousin of the Nekozawa wasn't going to be in Kyoya's life for long. Not if she had anything to do about it.

*Author Note: Everyone in the Host Club is too detracted by Haruhi in a bunny suit to talk, except Kyoya who is interested in seeing me take on the Zuka Club by my self.

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