I do not own ouran highschool host club.

Ch.8

The guys left after they were sure that Haruhi was okay. She stood in the doorway about to exit too when Kyoya called her.

"What is it Kyoya?"

"... What did that kiss mean?"

"... I don't know."

He only nodded," Because we left your bike at the school, my driver will take you home and pick you up in the morning at 7:45. Also you will be delivered some new schoolbooks and supplies."

He turned around and left her with the driver. She knew that it had been the wrong thing to say and that she didn't mean it. At least not completely. She knew she like Kyoya, but she also like Tamaki.

She climbed into the limo and the driver closed the door. She was about to wave goodbye, but Kyoya had already left. When she got home it was around six o'clock. She said goodbye and was left alone at her apartment. She got to work cooking dinner. Her homework had been destroyed so she had none of that. She wondered what her teachers would say. Haruhi decided to take a short nap. She turned off the stove and climbed in the bed. When she woke, it was dark and there were voices in the family room. She slunk down the hallway as quietly as possible. Ranka was eating with his back to the door and a guy was eating in front of him. He was in his early thirties and fairly handsome.

"You said your daughter cooked this, Ranka? It's amazing."

"Yea. She always cooks dinner. I work late and she's stuck here alone. I sometimes regret not going to college. I could have given her a better life."

"Don't beat yourself up over it. Just be happy that she's alive, healthy," he looked at her picture," and beautiful... Hey there." He had spotted her.

"Um, hi." Haruhi said.

She came and sat next to Ranka.

"Did we wake you up hon?" Ranka asked.

"No Dad. I was just taking a nap, waiting for you."

"Well eat. It's getting late."

Haruhi fixed herself a plate and began eating. The whole time, the mystery man was watching her. It made her uneasy. She was aware that she was still wearing the short blue dress and moved her legs to cover more of her thighs.

Ranka said,"That's a nice dress. Where'd you get it?"

"I got it from my friend Kyoya."

"One of those boys bought you a dress!"

"No he didn't buy it. Something happened at school and I needed emergency clothes so he took me to his house and gave me some of his sister's."

"Well I guess that's okay."

Ranka noticed that the mystery man was quiet. When he followed his eyes, they were staring at Haruhi's thighs.

"Um, hey. Follow me. Dinner's over," Ranka stood up and so did the guy, "Don't wait up Haruhi."

They disappeared into Ranka's bedroom, but not before the guy glanced at her one more time. Something in his eyes made her uneasy. Haruhi sighed. So this was another one of Ranka's 'late night dates'. She quickly cleaned up and went back to her room. She hated this house sometimes. She tried going back to bed, but couldn't fall asleep. After two hours of tossing and turning, she decided to make herself some tea. She was waiting in the kitchen for the water to boil when she heard someone walking in the hallway. Haruhi was only wearing a short nightgown and no bra. Hopefully, it was her dad or this could get awkward. Her luck ran out. The man came into the kitchen only wearing boxers and looking half asleep, but when he saw her, he became wide awake.

"I didn't think you'd be up."

"Well... I am. Did you need something?"

"I wanted a glass of water."

Haruhi spoke under her breath as she searched for a clean glass,"After all I heard, you'd think he'd be dehydrated."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

She found a glass and he got himself some water. When he was done drinking, she thought that he would leave, but he just kind of stared at her.

He asked," How old are you."

"Sixteen."

"Oh."

He said goodnight and began retreating back down the hall. She turned back to the kettle and was about to make tea when she felt hands on her waist. She turned and almost dropped the mug in her hands. Mystery man was right behind her.

"What are you doing! Leave me alone or I'l scream!"

"Don't yell. I won't hurt you."

She began backing up, but he followed. He took the mug out of her hands and set it on the counter. Soon her back was against the wall and his arms were on either side of her. His face was inches away.

"You wouldn't dare scream."

Haruhi was aware that he could see down her top.

"Try me. Now move!"

"What did I say about yelling? You know you want me. I could see it in your eyes earlier. You were checking me out."

"No I wasn't. Now get away before I call my Dad."

They stared down each other. Eventually, he pushed away and began walking down the hall leaving her feeling small and terrified

"Goodnight Haruhi."

The kettle began boiling. She didn't want tea anymore. Haruhi made her way back down the hallway as if in a haze. With caution, she passed her father's room and climbed imto bed. Sleep was almost instantanious. The alarm went off in the morning and Haruhi had a hard time waking up, until she remebered that Kyoya's driver would be picking her up. Her only school uniform had been destroyed so she had to find sonething similar to it. She found a yellow dress with puffy sleeves and a collar in her closet. She had gotten it as a gift years ago but had never worn it because of the color. It was very similar to the unifirm only that it was above her knees. It would have to do. She quickly got dressed and was headed out the door, but before going she checked her father's room. Ranka was fast asleep and the guy was gone. Good. She hated that man.

The driver was on time and Kyoya was in the car. He looked practically demonic first thing in the morning, but when he saw her dress he blushed.

"You look nice. Um...How did you sleep Haruhi?"

"Well, I guess. You should really get used to girls showing a bit of skin."

"Uh yea."