I'm not the one who's lost with no direction, oh, but you'll never see. You're too busy making maps with my name on them in all caps. You got the talking down, just not the listening.

"Thanks for the meal." Kyoya said as he filled the sink with soapy water. Their meal had been delicious if unaccustomed. She had prepared a spicy curry dish that he found himself to genuinely enjoy, but he had been nervous, and without realizing it, had spend a good five minutes just pushing noodles around.

"You're welcome. Um, Kyoya-sem— Kyoya?" Haruhi said, setting her bowl on the on the counter next to his. Maybe old habits really do die hard.

"Yes?" he chose to ignore the slip.

"Does this mean… that you're my boyfriend?" She looked at her bowl, embarrassed by her own question.

"I suppose it does," He smiled into the sink. "If you'll have me, that is."

"Should we tell the guys, then?" She met his gaze. "I mean, I think that they sort of have the right to know, don't you?"

"I don't see how it affects them at all."

"I guess, but I'd like to tell them, anyway. Telling someone will make it seem real, I think, and obviously, we won't be able to act like a couple at school much on account of my… situation." Haruhi explained. This definitely will seem like a dream until I tell someone, and telling my dad will be weird…

"I understand, but I don't think it's a good idea. Can you imagine how those guys would react?"

"I don't think it really matters how they react." She smiled at him again. He was beginning to wonder how long he had ignored the feeling he got in his stomach when she did that. "If it's the truth, then it's the truth. They might be shocked at first, but after they get used to it, they'll get over it."

"You have such a simplistic view on everything, Haruhi," Kyoya sighed. "I'm sure that they will be shocked, but that's not the reaction I'm worried about."

"Hm?"

"In case you hadn't noticed, they all love you."

"They all love you, too, Kyoya." She said confused. "Don't people want to see the people they love be happy?"

"They don't love me the same way they love you." He emphasized, scrubbing the bowls with unnecessary force. "They are all in love with you. And I think that they'd be upset to learn that you… and I…"

"I don't understand." She picked up a towel and dried the dishes, one by one.

"Of course you don't." He sighed again, finishing last dish and drying his hands off. He turned to look at her. "I don't want to tell them."

"That's not entirely your decision to make, Kyoya." She looked at him with defiance in her eyes.

"Are you going to fight me on everything?" He stared back at her with equal intensity, before breaking suddenly to softness. "Nevermind, let's talk about this tomorrow. I'm going to go home."

She walked him to the door, feeling as though somehow she had lost the fight. He had emerged the bigger person. As usual. Is he going to fight with me on everything?

He was a step from the threshold when, suddenly he turned back. He just stood for a moment, looking at her. The expression on her face told him that she was unsure of something, and he sincerely hoped it wasn't him.

"To be clear, Haruhi," He cleared his throat. "Whatever we decide to do, it won't change the way I feel about you." He leaned down and kissed her cheek before hurrying out the door, closing it quickly behind him. She was left in shock, staring at the closed door.

XxXxX

"Kao-chan?" Honey said as he poked his head out his window. "Is that you? What are you doing here when it's dark out?"

"AH! Honey-sempai! You scared me," Kaoru said, unaware that Honey had been able to see him the whole while. He had been standing outside of Honey's place for almost an hour, debating with himself whether or not to knock. "I'm sorry for coming so late, but I just wanted to talk to someone… who isn't Hikaru."

"Don't stand outside, then! Get in here!" Honey exclaimed. Kaoru proceeded to climb (really to fall) in through Honey's window. "What do you need to talk about, Kao-chan? Is it Haruhi again?"

Kaoru shook his head, sadly. "I wish it were so simple."

"What's wrong? Do you need to hold Usa-chan!" Honey scrambled about his room trying to find his bunny among all of his other stuffed toys. When he finally found it, he thrust it into Kaoru's arms and looked at him expectantly.

"I'll be fine, Honey-sempai. Don't worry… It's just… How do I start this?" He wondered aloud. "Hikaru is definitely the jealous type. I know that. I always have. He's jealous and possessive and, to be honest, all-around clingy. But he's not a liar. So I can believe him when he tells me what he saw."

"What did Hika-chan see?" Honey asked, a little confused, but confident that Kaoru would tell the story properly in good time.

"He saw Haruhi and Kyoya… together. He said they looked like a couple. And he was so jealous that he stayed home 'sick' from school and got a really bad pair of fake glasses. I guess all of that got me thinking about how I would feel if that were true about Haruhi and Kyoya."

"And you realized that you actually would like to pursue Haruhi as a woman, after all?" Honey guessed.

"No." He shook his head softly. "I realized that there is someone more important to me than Haruhi."

"Hika-chan!" Honey thought for sure he knew the answer.

"Someone more important to me than Hikaru, even."

"Wha~?" Honey became more than a little confused. "Who?"

"I think I'm in love Honey-sempai." Kaoru said lightly. "I think that there's a good chance that I'm in love with Kyoya, and it scares me to death."

A.N.: Dun-dun-duh! I'm sure you just hate my quasi-cliffhangers. Ah, finally I feel like this is worthy of being uploaded… but just barely. I could have done SO much better with this chapter…

Victoria5624: Life... Life is a fickle friend. Sometimes it likes you; sometimes it violently kills your ability to write a decent chapter with a sledgehammer. So it goes (Ah, Kurt Vonnegut slips in…). Thanks for asking! :)