A/N: I'd like to thank pineapple girl 1997 for helping me out a bit. Hope all you readers enjoy, and please review.

Chapter 6

Just like always, Haruhi slightly wakes up fifteen minutes before the alarm clock can wake her up. Haruhi is so comfortable that she doesn't want to get up yet. She feels amazingly refreshed from her peaceful sleep. Haruhi feels warmth surrounding her, she cuddles closer into it. Haruhi suddenly feels something heavier than a blanket resting around her waist. Her eyes bolt open. A silent scream starts to climb up her throat, but gets stuck. Her eyes are wide, fully awake now. Her mouth is open, gaping at the boy who she had been cuddling with.

Snapping out of her shocked state, Haruhi grabs a pillow and hits Kyoya on the head, good thing he had taken off his glasses the night before. "Kyoya! What the Hell do You think You're doing in MY bed?" she exclaims, hitting him with the pillow again.

One of his arms shoot up, protecting himself from the attack. With his eyes still closed, he takes the pillow away from Haruhi, and tosses it to the opposite side of the room. "Silence, I'm trying to sleep here," Kyoya growls at her," sounding like he is still mostly asleep. He then pulls Haruhi closer to him, into a more comfortable position.

Haruhi struggles to get out of his grasp. In the back of her mind, she can't help but notice how peaceful and cute Kyoya looks while he's asleep. She will never admit it though. Haruhi will outwardly deny it, and say that Kyoya is not cute. Even if she says that out loud, she has been told that she doesn't lie very well.

The alarm clock annoyingly beeps. Haruhi tries to roll away from Kyoya in order to turn it off, but it is a failed attempt. She starts to lightly slap Kyoya on the arm.

"Stop hitting me, I'm trying to sleep," Kyoya grumbles once again.

"Kyoya, we have to get up, and I have to turn off the alarm before it wakes my dad up," Haruhi squirms again.

"Just a few more minutes. Your father is working, he's working a double shift and won't be back until later." Kyoya pulls Haruhi back to him, crushing her into a righter embrace to prevent her from keep trying to escape.

"Ugh!" Haruhi cries out in frustration. She then relaxes into his hold, knowing that there's no point in trying to get away, he'll just keep winning.

Kyoya inwardly grins. He has been fully awake and alert since Haruhi had woken up, moving away from him. He was disappointed at the lack of warmth and contact. He wanted to hold her longer, to keep her on his arms as long as he can. That's why he decided to used sleep as his prop. Kyoya cuddles Haruhi to him, having her almost completely on top of him. He rubs his cheek against hers; like an attention seeking cat begging for someone to acknowledge it. Kyoya feels heat rising up onto Haruhi's cheek; she's blushing.

A few minutes pass, Kyoya slowly and reluctantly releases Haruhi. She stays still for a moment, then gets off of him. She slides out of the bed, standing as he sits up. She crosses her arms over her chest. "Now tell me Kyoya, why exactly were you sleeping in my bed?" Haruhi demands for his explanation.

Kyoya stays quiet for a minute. "I believe if we don't hurry, we'll be late for class. May I use your facilities?" he asks formally, placing his glasses back onto his face.

Haruhi sighs, knowing that he isn't going to tell her, well at least not right now. "Sure, I'll go make breakfast," she replies. As Kyoya takes a shower, Haruhi makes rice balls, or snowballs as her mother used to say. She also made them both a bento box for lunch.

Kyoya comes out of the shower, looking as clean an professional as always. Haruhi places a cup of tea and a plate of snowballs in front o him, she then proceeds to take a shower to start getting ready.

For most of the limo ride, there was an awkward yet comfortable silence. Haruhi decides to break it. "You never answered my question," she reminds Kyoya.

Kyoya mentally sighs. He was hoping that she would let the topic drop. "You fell asleep in the host club. I took it upon myself to take you home after club activities. When I placed you in bed, you wouldn't let go of me. That's all. You're lucky that you were so cute, or I'd have to charge you for my services. I almost did charge you for licking me though," Kyoya smirks.

Haruhi huffs, angered by him mentioning charging her. But she couldn't help but feel a bit happy that he had admitted that he thinks she's cute. 'Oh what am I thinking? We are mortal enemies, I can't think like that!' Haruhi scolds herself. "I didn't even ask for your 'services,' so I shouldn't get charged anyways. If my dad finds out that you were in my bed, he'd be very upset and furious with you," she pauses, looking at the boy who is still smirking. Then it sinks in. "Hey! Did you just say that I licked you?" she bursts out, outraged.

"Yes, indeed you did. Your father is actually quite pleased that I stayed with you," Kyoya replies, answering her question. He notices that Haruhi is always full of them. Her mind is swimming with questions, always wanting to know more. It's one of many qualities that has reeled Kyoya into her, he also likes how she is usually blunt.

Haruhi's eyes widen. "What exactly do you mean by that? You told him and he was fine with it?" she asks, anger flaring up once again.

"That is correct. As the vice president of the host club, I must keep people informed of recent events. I called your father while you were in the shower. I explained the situation to him. He seemed quite pleased that I was taking good care of his precious daughter," Kyoya says. "Oh, and by the way, it's a long weekend this weekend. The whole host club will be taking a vacation to my family's beach villa. You will be attending, of course," he informs her.

"And if I don't?" Haruhi challenges, glaring at him.

"Your debt will increase, obviously," he threatens.

"Fine, have it your way," she looks out of the window. They have just arrived at the school for the rich. Kyoya gets out of the limo, 'rich bastard,' and extends his hand for Haruhi to take. She pushes his hand aside, and gets out by herself.

The next couple of days went by fast for Haruhi. It was finally Friday afternoon. The host club will be at Haruhi's apartment in any minute to take her away... For four days. She has a feeling that something will go wrong.

She then hears a knock on the door. Oh yay! Let the vacation begin.