Hello people! I'm here with the next chapter of 'Where for arte thou, Kyoya?'

Now I should warn you, if you haven't gotten to issue 10 in the manga yet, there will be some spoilers and I had to rip-off some of the dialog for part of this chapter. Please enjoy!

Don't own anything....

Haruhi and I had gotten home from the beach eight hours ago and it was now seven o'clock at night, but we were still wiped from the whole ordeal. In all honesty I had wanted to go back to bed and sleep for the whole day. Sure, I had been wide awake when I was with Kyoya that morning, but now I was sleepy. I felt like curling up like a kitten and just go to sleep in my futon. But sadly this was Japan. Once the beds were made and put away, they don't come back out until bedtime. Thankfully that would be in two or three hours.

Ranka had to be at work that night so it was just me and Haruhi for dinner when there was a knock at the door. We both looked up from out meals, consisting of vegetarian tempura and miso soup. Haruhi set down her hashi on their rest and stood up to answer it.

"Oh, good evening Kyoya-senpai. What brings you here at this hour?" The hairs on the back of my neck prickled as Haruhi said his name. Why was Kyoya here? My face reddened as I thought of the possibilities.

"I'm just here to see Stacy." He said simply. My face just grew redder. I never had a guy come calling for me.

"Uh, sure. I'll fetch her for you." Haruhi said as she closed the door on her senpai. "I have no idea why he wants to see you but you should go out there." The cross dresser said in a tired voice as she returned to the table. I pushed myself to my feet and walked to the door. I was so nervous. Why was I nervous? This was Kyoya we were talking about. The guy who liked me for me. I had no reason to be nervous. I took a deep breath and turned to door knob to go outside the apartment. And sure enough Kyoya was there waiting for me, with the tall, lean body propped up against the railing, clothed in a black button-up shirt and plain jeans he looked....mysterious. With the porch light adding shaded features to his face he would look dangerous to anybody. Anybody, but me that is. Darkness serviced Kyoya's appearance well.

Kyoya looked at Stacy. The light above her head acted as a halo. She had changed clothes since she had left the beach. She was no longer wearing shorts and T-shirt. Instead she had switched into a pair of jeans and a white satin blouse with long sleeves. It was funny how that the two of them had dressed in away that mirrored the differences in each other. She had the appearance of an Angel, and him a Devil. They were two very different people, from two very different walks of life. She was raised in a loving family who could only hope that she found something she was interested in doing as a job for the rest of her life while he was pushed to show that he was good enough to do the job that had been set aside for his brothers. She was kind and caring towards all. Even her enemies, sometimes. But him, he was only involved in situations that would benefit him, most of the time...Maybe they weren't so different after all.

"Would you care to join me for a walk?"

She pushed her glasses further up her nose at his request. "Okay." She said quietly. Kyoya held out his hand for her to take. As he pulled her closer Kyoya could feel her thin arms wrapped around his and soon her head was resting against his shoulder as they made their way down the stairs. The thought had never occurred to Kyoya before, but he soon asking himself if this was her first time in a relationship.

I could feel my heart beating wildly in my chest, so much so it almost hurt. My arms tightened around Kyoya's large left arm as we walked down the street. I felt so secure with Kyoya. He was like.....like. I didn't want to say 'my knight in shinning amour' because that didn't feel right. It didn't fit him. My Lover felt more accurate.

Walking with Kyoya was nice, even if we hadn't said anything to each other yet I loved just being with him. I was almost lost in the moment when I heard a set of footsteps echoing down the road. I looked over my shoulder and saw the shadows of three figures ducking behind a wall. I looked up at Kyoya and asked "Are your body guards following us?"

Kyoya looked his shoulder as well and saw the same set of shadows. "Hmm. I thought I left I left them in the car."

"What is the probability that they are going to report this date to your father?"

"Quite likely regarding the fact that they have notebooks and binoculars with them."

"Looks like we've become the latest celebrity couple."

"Well if they are going to report me for something we might as well give them something worthwhile to tell my father about."

"What?" I looked up at the guy. "You mean you want to kiss in front of them? And what would your father say when they tell him."

"To be honest I getting tired of him thinking I'm an obedient dog."

"So you're only dating me to shake up your home life. I'm kind's disappointed." I said in mocked iciness.

"No. You are quite an enjoyable person to spend time with. It just so happens that being with you will add some more excitement to my life."

I looked away in playfulness and said "You are such a romantic."

Kyoya took his free hand and wrapped it around my waist. "Yes I am." He said in a lover's voice as he lowered his head and kissed me. He pulled his other arm out of my grasp and placed it on the back of my head, fingers digging into locks of my hair. I was beginning to get used to Kyoya's romantic side, and I was also starting to feel more confident with my emotions towards him. Once our blissful moment had ended we looked over to see how the 'spies' where doing, our glasses shining in the streetlights, keeping our eyes hidden. We could see them all staring at us in shock. Master Kyoya was making out with a girl and he knew that they were following him. You had to love being with Kyoya when he was being devious. We were going to be in so much trouble when Mr. Ohtori found out, but who cares? This is my love story and I don't care about the consequences.

Three days later at the Fujioka house I was going over the picture I took of the Host Club from earlier that week. I had gotten some great shots of all of them. So far they had only done one cosplay this week and it looked like that was all there was going to be before summer break started. I looked fondly at the pictures as I scrolled through them on my camera; the camera that Kyoya bought me. I smiled inside from all the warm memories I had of Kyoya. Yesterday they had done a Pirate theme. It wasn't Pirates of the Caribbean like I had hopped for, but turns out that PotC wasn't as popular in Japan as it was in other Countries. It had to do with the 'Honor above all else' code in Japan. Let's face it, pirates are anything but honorable. But the Host Club did do a regular pirate cosplay. (Darn, I was hoping to see Kyoya as Will Turner lolz!) The Twins did wear outfits that were not identical for once. Hikaru's pirate vest was black while Kaoru's was tan.

Haruhi had gotten a Captain's costume and was the only one who didn't have her bare chest showing. What a disaster that would have been.

Tamaki got a Captain jacket too, but his had a fur trim.

Honey just had a vest and a bandana round his neck, making him look more cowboy than pirate in my opinion.

Mori really only had a long piece of fabric wrapped around his waist that looped over his shoulders and some amour them. And Kyoya. Oh my gosh Kyoya! He too had gotten a jacket but he didn't wear his normal glasses, he had spectacles that were attached to a small metal rod to fit the era. And they all had gone way over board with belts and sashes and swords. They looked really good in the pirate costumes. In fact, I was even wearing a costume for the heck of it. I was in a long white tunic with a brown vest that both fell to my knees with a pair of leggings and boots and a belt to complete it. It was so much fun yesterday, especially when all of Kyoya's guests had left and we had the chance to be alone together. Thankfully Tamaki knew better than to follow us this time. The pics I got really captured that day's events and you really felt like you were looking at images from a history textbook, just these ones had color.

All was peaceful this morning as I gazed over the pictures, Haruhi and Ranka's voices drifted into my ears as they spoke about Haruhi's plans to work at Pension Misuzu this summer. I might join her. I doubted that Ranka would be around much to keep an eye on me and it might be fun to see this other side of Japan. Karuizawa was supposed to be beautiful and refreshing.

It felt like the world had come to rest. Everything in the world was good, everything was quiet, everything was-

"WAAH! RANKA!!!"

I almost dropped my camera at the sound of the transvestite's voice. I let go of one sigh before inching open the door to my room to see what the deal-io was. In the tatami room Ranka and Haruhi were pinned to the ground by a groveling Misuzu who was crying his eyes out.

What is Misuzu doing here? Doesn't he work at the Transvestite bar with Ranka? Why isn't he at work, or at lest resting up for work? What the devil is going on!?

"Help me! I don't know what to do! My daughter is being rebellious!" He whined.

"Your daughter?" Ranka repeated from under his friend's arm.

"Wait up you old fart!" And angry and unpleasant voice rang out. A girl who was so nota natural blonde and had too much makeup on stormed in screaming "You ran off with my luggage!"

"Keba*!!" Haruhi and her Father called out in shock. I had no clue what this word meant in Japanese but I guessed it had to do with the girl, or her makeup.

"But if I let you have them, Mei, you'll run off!!" Misuzu argued through more of his tears.

"Duh!! Who'd want to stay at your rotten place!?" The girl, Mei I assumed her to be, countered. "Give me may bag!!!"

"No!! You promised your mother that you'd stay with me this summer! I didn't raise you to break promises!"

"You didn't raise me at all! How can you even call yourself a father? You stupid drag queen!!" That last one really seemed to destroy Misuzu-chi.

"Hey.." Haruhi interrupted. "I don't know what is going on, but you shouldn't-"

"Haruhi, Ranka...please..." Misuzu stopped Haruhi's protest from the floor where he was now on hands and knees. "FIX THIS FOR ME!!!" He shouted as he sprung and grabbed hold of them. My arm twitched and I accidently pulled to sliding door open further, revealing myself to the situation.

"Who are you and why are you spying on us!?" The fake blonde demanded.

Busted!!! I was too shocked to really answer. I didn't know what to say to a ticked off daughter of a transvestite who was now on the war path, with me in the way.

"Well!? Say something!"

"Listen, she is staying with us for the time being. And I would appreciate it if you didn't scare my guest." Ranka said, coming to my defense.

Mae, or what ever her name was, stuck up her nose before something caught her eye. She leaned in close to me, examining my face.

"Did you..." She paused for a brief second, leaving me to wonder what she was going to ask. "Dye your eyebrows too or something?"

"What!? What type of comment is that!? I'm a natural blonde if you must know!! And I've been one for my who life, unlike you who had only been one for, lets say, one week!"

"Hey! Don't go dis'n my hair!!"

"Why shouldn't I?! You dised mine!!"

"Well my hair looks way better than yours!! I bet you don't even moose it!"

I opened my mouth to counter, but I then felt the eyes of the adult and Haruhi, and I knew that it was a hopeless battle. "Know, what? You're right. I don't put any effort into my hair. So what?" I said in a very lax voice with my arms crossed behind my head. What's-her-name didn't know how to respond to this, having never encountered someone who was willing to give up the fight before. Of course I wasn't aiming to be mature here. I was trying to look mature in front of the adults so that in the end, I was really the winner, not her. In other words, I'm a child who has the façade of being an adult.

"Please Ranka! Look after Mei for me! She keeps running away from me but I told her mother that I would keep an eye on her. Please help me!"

"I'd love to help Misuzu-chi, but I'm afraid that Stacy is occupying our only extra bed. I'm afraid you'll-"
"Hold it." I said. This got everyone's attention. "Mei can stay here. It sounds like Misuzu has very limited options in this situation and I think it would be better if I packed my bags and crashed with one of the guys while Mei stays here."

"Really? You would do that Stacy?" Haruhi asked.

"Yeah. Besides, I can vouch for you guys when I say you know how to treat a guest. It sounds like Mei needs someone to keep her in check and I think you two would be best suited for the job."

"Why thank you my darling!" Misuzu rushed over and held both of my hands in his. "You are such a dear for doing this for me. How can I ever thank you?"

"I-It's no problem. You don't have to thank me." Besides, I'll do anything not to have to put up with the fake princess over there. "Just leave Mei's stuff here and relax, that is, if Ranka and Haruhi don't have any problems with it."

"Oh~!" Ranka squealed as he hugged me. "What a wonderful host daughter I have. Giving up her bed for another. Aren't you a dear?"

Ahh!!! Tranie Attack! Tranie Attack!! "I-It's no problem, Ranka."

"Dad, let go of her. You're strangling her."

Thank you Haruhi.

"So wait?! I'm staying here with these two cross dressers while she gets to go stay at a friends!? That's not fair!!"

"It's not about fairness. It's about who we can trust to be off on their own." Haruhi argued. "And so far what I've seen of you doesn't lead me to believe that we can trust you the way we trust Stacy."

Dude, I have Haruhi's trust. That is always a good thing. "I guess that means I'll start packing. Hey, can I borrow a suitcase or something? I just remembered I don't have one."

"Here, I'll lend you mine. It sounds like I won't be going away this summer."

"Thanks Haruhi."

And that, is how I came face to face with my new challenge. You see, when I got to school that day, I had to make a decision on which of the guys I should stay with. I had one of three options. I could go with my Dear cousin Nekozawa. Or I could go with Mori or Honey. Honey and I had the most in common out of the three guys. That, and I was scared to know what Mori's parents would be like. I already knew about Honey's father and his brother Yasuchika. Sure his dad was scary, but chances are that Honey's mother was the stem of his Lolita nature, so I might be safest with her around. And I was a fellow Martial Artist, which should help in the Haninozuka household. After all, it is believe that all Martial artes lead back to the same beginning.

So once I got to school, I stashed my things in the club room and sought out Honey-senpai, so I could plead my case.

"Hi Stacy-chan!" The little bunny incarnation jumped up on my back. "Do you want to have cake with me today at lunch?"

"Sure Honey! But, can I ask you a favor first?"

"Sure, what is it Stacy-chan?" Honey's voice was so full of concern it was cute.

"Honey...could I stay at you're place for summer break?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Haruhi and her Father have another guest who has nowhere else to go so I offered to move out so that she could stay there, but now I'm the one without a home."

"So you want to stay with me?"

I nodded my head as Honey hung off my shoulders.

"Okay!!!" He squealed as his arms wrapped around my neck in excitement. "I just have to call my Father and see if it's okay with him."

That's right, I have to get the go-ahead from his father first. If I can't stay with Honey, Mori or even Nekozawa that leaves me with only one other option. The twins.

The Lolita boy punched in his father's number into his pink cell phone and called him.

"Father." Honey's voice was serious.

I tried to hear the father's side conversation through the phone, which is sometimes possible if its quite enough, but sadly I couldn't make out what he was saying.

"I have a friend who needs a place to stay. Is it alright if she stays with us?..........Hold on I'll ask her. Stacy what Martial Art to you study again?"

"I'm a red-stripe in Tae Kwon Do."

"Okay. She said she is a red-stripe in Tae Kwon Do.....Really? They call it that?....So then is it alright if she stays?........Really? It is much appreciated Father." Honey hung up and pocketed the phone. "He said you can stay Stacy-chan."

"That's good. I'll go tell Nekozawa that he doesn't have to drive me home today. I'll see you later Honey!"

"Bye!" Honey said in his normal cheerful tone.

And that is how I ended up at the Haninozuka residence. Preparing myself to face great danger as I stood outside the gate, knowing that there was no turning back.

*Keba-the short version of Kebai, meaning 'garish' or 'gaudy' in Japanese.

Here is the end, I hope you all liked it and please review!!