Kyoya is waiting for me when I reach the Host Club's room. The lights are on, and he is sitting at my table, staring at me, a puzzled look on his face. The worst part is, I don't think he even realizes he looks puzzled. I begin to worry, wondering what I could have done to warrant this kind of attention from Mother.

"What are you doing here?" It's the same question as yesterday, only now it isn't said with any hidden amusement. He seems almost angry with me, nowhere near his normal level of professionalism.

"Are you alright, Kyoya?" I ask, genuinely concerned; Kyoya never gets made with my brother or me, since we're responsible for over ninety percent of the Host Club's male clients.

Kyoya continues to stare at me, continues to look perplexed. Seconds stretch into minutes, then Kyoya flinches, probably realizing he's been acting odd. He says, in a quiet tone, "Everything is fine."

I walk over to the table belonging to Kaoru and me. I silently pull out one of the chairs, and lower myself onto it. When I look over at Kyoya, he's staring again.

"I saw-" Kyoya starts, then abruptly cuts himself off. I can see the gears in his head turning, trying to decide if talking about what is bothering his is worth it. Kyoya truly hates confrontation, when there's little, or nothing, for him to gain.

I stand, and move to the table Kyoya sits at. I smile, doing my best to charm the Mother of the Host Club. I don't think Kyoya feels very charmed, seeing as he grimaces, ever so slightly, as I take a seat next to him.

"What did you see?" I ask, innocently, not sure what he could be talking about.

"I… well I saw… I saw you… you and…" Kyoya is stuttering, and I gawk at him; the only time I've ever heard him stutter, aside from now, was when he walked in on Kaoru undressing me, rather aggressively, in the locker-room, before any of us had started high school. Kyoya pauses, takes a deep breath. Then, remarkably, he starts speaking in his normal tone.

"Yesterday, I saw Haruhi kiss you."

"Oh." Is all I say. Then, is an incredibly stupid tone, I add, "So?"

"I need to know what is going on between you and Haruhi." He says. "She and Tamaki are dating, after all. If she is cheating on him, and he found out, that would drastically affect his performance. Not to mention, he may, in a fit of jealousy, try to cause you harm. That, in turn, could affect your performance. No matter what, it would mean lost profits for the Host Club."

"Nothing is going on. She was just thanking me for being a good friend. It was only a peck on the cheek." I say. "I would never do anything with Haruhi, as long as she is dating Tamaki."

I know that's true. I really won't do anything, as long as Tamaki is in the picture. Naturally, that means I need to get Tamaki out of the way. Not that I'm going to tell that to Kyoya; in the war for Haruhi's heart, I've no doubt that he's on Tamaki' side.

"As long as there is nothing going on that will make Tamaki jealous, I don't care what you do." Is all Kyoya says. He seems back to normal, so I stand and return to my normal seat.

I'm going to perform my act with Kaoru, like normal. I'm going to entertain my customers, like normal. I'm going to ask Haruhi how her date went, like a normal gentleman. And I'm going to find out if there's any chance for me to win Haruhi's heart.

I just wish I had some help.

A/n: I wrote this on Sunday, two days after my last update. I won't be posted until Tuesday, though, because I haven't had internet at my house for about a year. Worse, it won't be updated until Tuesday because my school has Fanfiction censored under the category of Entertainment. So, unless they wise up and change that, you'll be reading this on Tuesday, at the earliest.

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~Tyler Willis