Ch.5
For the rest of the weekend, Haruhi tosses and turns, unable to sleep. The little bit of sleep that the girl does get, is spent dreaming about him, Kyoya. That night, that kiss on the cheek, it's haunting her day and night.
Haruhi was in the middle of a dream. She sits on a rock next to Kyoya. A waterfall is placed in front of the two. They hold hands in silence, watching the beautiful sunset. All of a sudden, the peace is interupted by a loud annoying beeping sound. Slowly, the sunset begins to disappear, and Haruhi can't feel Kyoya's hand in hers anymore.
She bolts up right, awakening from her dream by her alarm clock. Haruhi sleepily turns it off. "Damn alarm," she mumbles. Haruhi stumbles tiredly out of bed; she only got about 3 hours of sleep the previous night. She yawns while she stretches, and starts getting ready for school.
During her classes, Haruhi kept nodding off to sleep. Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin had to keep poking Haruhi to wake her up. She would jerk her head up and start scrawling down the notes, at least for a couple minutes before she started dozing off again. The twins were getting worried about her, Haruhi never falls asleep in class. Finally, the last bell rings, indicating that it's time for the host club to start.
"Hey Haruhi..." Kaoru begins to ask as they walk to Music Room 3.
"What's wrong with you today?" Hikaru finishes his brother's question.
"Didn't. Sleep. Well," Haruhi answers shortly, pausing after every word.
"Welcome home, my precious daughter!" Tamaki hollers, rushing to give Haruhi a bear hug like always. He notices that for once, Haruhi stays quiet and doesn't struggle to get away from him. A soft quiet snore escapes from the girl in his embrace. Tamaki holds her at arms length away, noticing that she has fallen asleep in his arms. "Oh no! Haruhi! What have you horrid shady twins done to my precious daughter?"
Tamaki's mind theatre 3... 2... 1...
The evil twins are in the chemistry lab, wearing matching white lab coats. Their hair is sticking up wildly, crazily. They are wearing creepy goggles, adding to their scary appearance.
"It's a perfect mixture. Now Haruhi won't struggle when we take her home," Kaoru mischievously tells his brother.
"Now she can be our toy forever!" the twins laugh hysterically as lightning flashes through the window.
End of Tamaki's mind theatre.
"Noo! I will not let that happen! You shady twins are forbidden to touch my darling daughter with your grungy paws!" Tamaki screeches, while hugging Haruhi tighter to protect her from the twins.
Mori silently saunters up to Tamaki, and picks up Haruhi from his hold. Mori carries her like a little child. He walks to the back room and places Haruhi onto the couch, covering her up with a small blanket. He then walks back to the others.
'Oh no! Is Mori trying to take my place as Haruhi's daddy?' Tamaki sadly thinks.
During this whole time, Kyoya has been observing from the corner with his notebook in hand. He moves his glasses up on his face, masking his anger and jealousy. He wants to hug Haruhi as he please, like Tamaki always does. To be her rescuer, how Mori is. To have his arms around her, like how Hikaru and Kaoru always do. But he can't. He's not supposed to let his emotions leak out. That's why he is known as the Shadow King; there's no feelings but coldness.
The host club activities went by fast for them. There was a 15 percent increase in customers, keeping all the hosts busy and on their toes. Finally, the host club had ended for the day. The customers saunters out of the room, chatting happily with each other about their favorite host. Some were even arguing at which host was better and cuter.
"My daughter is still asleep, I bet she would want daddy to wake her up," Tamaki happily tells the others, starting to walk to the back room where Haruhi still lies asleep.
"Tamaki," Kyoya pauses.
"Yes mother?" Tamaki questions innocently.
"If she didn't sleep well, then Haruhi shouldn't be awakened. I'm supposed to drive her home, so I'll go get her," Kyoya tells his friend firmly. As Tamaki runs off to his Corner of Despair, Kyoya strolls to the back room.
Haruhi is laying on her left side. The blanket that was once wrapped around her, is now hanging off the couch. The only thing preventig it from falling onto the floor was Haruhi. She cuddles the blanket as if it was a teddy bear. Haruhi's dark long lashes rests against her cheeks. Her bangs falling just above her eyes. A small smile is formed on her lips, indicating that Haruhi must be having a pleasant dream.
Kyoya gently detaches Haruhi's fingers from the blanket. Once that was done, he slowly slithers his hands under her legs and back, trying his best not to wake her. When he decides that it's safe to pick her up, he does. To him, she is as light as a feather, weighing barely anything.
Haruhi feels a pleasant warmth wrapping around her. She must get closer to it. Still askeep, she instinctively wraps her arms around the warmth, and cuddles closer to it.
The feeling of Haruhi's breath on his neck makes Kyoya shivers. He can't help but notice, how good it feels when Haruhi cuddles herself into him. It makes his heart beat faster, causing him short of breath.
"Mhmm... Kyoya..." Haruhi mumbles into the nape of his neck.
"Yes Haruhi?" Kyoya questions in a soft whisper.
"you have... Cake, on your face. Let me get it," Haruhi lifts her head, and licks Kyoya just above the corner of his mouth. She then lies her head back down and sighs, she's still asleep.
Kyoya stiffens in shock. A faint blush plastering his cheeks. He stands still in his spot for a few moments, waiting for the blush to disappear. He then walks back to the other room, noticing that the other hosts has left. He walks to his waiting limo, sitting with Haruhi in his lap, still clinging onto him. He then tells his driver, Tachibana, the directions to Haruhi's apartment.
When Kyoya leaves the music room, Hunny pops out from behind a statue. "We can leave now, Takashi. Did you see the blush on Kyo's face? I think he has realized that he likes Haru," Hunny tells his cousin, happily hugging his bunny Usa.
"Yeah," Mori agrees shortly as they walk to the limo that is waiting for them.
Kyoya unlocks the apartment door, with the spare key that Haruhi's father had given him. As he walks through the doorway, he notice a note in bold letters. 'Haruhi! I am working a double shift tonight. I won't be back until you've left for school. Sleep well and stay safe. Love Daddy! P.S. Tell Kyoya I say "hi" hehe.' Kyoya sighs. Even though the note doesn't show much sign of it, Haruhi's father, now known as Ranka, is a major drama queen. In fact, he's like another Tamaki, but older of course.
Kyoya walks into Haruhi's room. He gently lies her down onto her bed. She still clings onto his neck, refusing to let him go. After five minutes of trying to escape Haruhi's grasp and getting nowhere, he gives up. Kyoya carefully moves her farther onto the bed, and climbs in after her. His heart beat accelerates at the closeness of their faces, they are only a few inches apart. Once again, a blush paints his face. He knows that he shouldn't be feeling this way, he just can't.
After a while of watching Haruhi sleep, Kyoya starts getting tired as well. His eyes get heavier every second. He can't take it anymore. Kyoya finally falls asleep, still embraced with Haruhi, whose head is resting against his chest.