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Previously on Kyoya is Jealous,

Kyoya headed towards the back when a small hand appeared on his wrist. He turned back to see Haruhi's concerned face. "Get better, okay?"

If it were any other person, Kyoya would have snapped back something like 'That's the idea.' But this wasn't just any person, this was Haruhi. Kyoya nodded and mumbled, "Thanks."

Haruhi's shocked face told Kyoya that she had been expecting the sarcastic response. Soon, a genuine smile covered Haruhi's face as Kyoya started towards the back again.

Now on with the story!

Five more minutes…. Haruhi eyed the clock behind Kara's head. Five more minutes until the end of the club and Kyoya had spent the whole time in the back, hopefully sleeping.

Five more minutes until I can check on him…

Kara's voice cut through Haruhi's thoughts, "You're worried about him aren't you?"

Haruhi faked a smile. "What do you mean?"

Kara rolled her eyes. "Kyoya-kun, of course. You haven't been focused since he excused himself to the back and you've been staring at the clock for the last half hour."

Haruhi smiled nervously. "I, uh-"

"It's okay. It's actually kind of sweet to see you so worried about Kyoya." Kara smiled.

Haruhi nodded. "Here at the host club, we are very close."

The girls nodded in agreement. They had seen many examples of the strong friendships the boys had.

One of Kyoya's regulars, Natsuki, said, "You really care for Kyoya-kun, don't you?"

Haruhi blushed. "I guess. We're close friends."

Another of Kyoya's customers, Mizuko, said, "Even though you beat Kyoya on the test?"

Haruhi nodded. "If anything, that made our friendship stronger." Maybe even into something beyond friendship, Haruhi thought to herself. She scolded herself for thinking such things. There is no way Kyoya is interested in you, so don't even bother thinking of the possibility.

"That's so sweet!"

At that moment, the clock struck six o'clock and Haruhi jumped at the unexpected noise. Finally!

Tamaki stood and announced, "That's it for today, my princesses. Please make your way towards the door. Remember to come back and visit us tomorrow. We shall be waiting for you!"

And with that, the girls were gone. Tamaki looked around the room and asked, "Where's Mommy?"

Haruhi pointed to the back room. "Sleeping, I suppose."

"I'm not waking him up!" Hikaru hurriedly said.

"Me neither!" Kaoru added.

Tamaki looked at Honey and Mori. Both shook their heads and shrunk back into their couch. Tamaki turned to Haruhi. "My lovely daughter, would you mind-"

"Fine!" Haruhi interrupted. She knew it would be her anyway so she didn't even argue. She turned and headed towards the door to the back room.

She opened the door and saw darkness. On the wall beside the door, she felt for a switch blindly and flicked it upwards. Sudden light filled the room and showed a sleeping Kyoya. Haruhi made her way to the side of the bed and shook Kyoya's shoulder. "Kyoya-kun, wake up!"

Kyoya groaned, "Go away," and flipped over onto his side.

Haruhi shook his shoulder harder. "Kyoya, wake up!"

"No."

"Kyoya, it's Haruhi. Now get up," Haruhi said shaking Kyoya even harder.

"I will bite you," Kyoya murmured.

"Try me. Now get up."

"No."

Haruhi stood back, hands on her hips and thought. She smiled and said, "If you don't get up right now, I'm going to give your notebook to the twins to do whatever they want."

Kyoya flew out of bed and onto Haruhi, knocking her over and straddling her. Kyoya opened his eyes to find his head inches above Haruhi's. His voice was deadly serious as he said, "Never, ever, threaten me with that again."

Haruhi swallowed. He's so close… "No…no promises." His glasses were off, showing off his enchanting gray eyes making it hard for Haruhi to think coherent thoughts.

Kyoya didn't reply back; he just continued to stare. After a while, Haruhi wiggled nervously, the odd position finally making her uncomfortable. Kyoya's eyes widened as he realized the positions they were in and stood up quickly. He cleared his throat uncomfortably and reached for his glasses beside the bed. He put them on and held out a hand for Haruhi to take.

Haruhi hesitantly took the hand, eyeing Kyoya nervously the whole time. What was that feeling? Why am I so…happy?

Once both were standing, Kyoya pushed past Haruhi towards the door. He opened it and held it out for Haruhi. "Well, are you coming?" he asked without making eye contact.

How unlike Kyoya… Haruhi smiled and stepped through the door quickly followed by Kyoya. Haruhi asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Very well, thank you," Kyoya answered stiffly.

"Good," Haruhi replied.

The rest of the host club was gathered around a table, heads bent and murmuring quietly to each other. Haruhi and Kyoya walked up behind them without them noticing and Haruhi tapped Tamaki on the shoulder. "Senpai, what are you doing?"

Tamaki jumped so high his head hit the ceiling. "Haruhi! Hi!" he responded nervously. His eyes traveled to Kyoya. "And Kyoya! You managed to wake him up without dying!"

"Um, yeah…" Haruhi replied nervously, thinking of the incident.

Hikaru wrapped an arm around Haruhi's shoulders. "How'd you get him up?"

Kaoru appeared on Haruhi's other side. "Yeah, tell us!"

"Trade secret. Now get off of me!" Haruhi complained.

Before either twin could reply, a knock was heard on the club's doors. Honey chanted, "It's Haruhi's date! It's Haruhi's date!"

Haruhi heard Kyoya groan behind her and immediately she replied, "It's not a date! We're just catching up!"

Unbeknownst to Haruhi, Hikaru smirked at Kaoru and mouthed, 'Told you.'

Kaoru frowned and mouthed back, 'Fine then. Start the second step.'

Hikaru slung an arm around Haruhi's waist. "Please Haruhi. You didn't see how that guy was looking at you."

Kaoru nodded. "He definitely thinks it's a date!"

Haruhi shook her head. "I don't like Kenzo like that. He doesn't like me."

Hikaru rolled his eyes. "Please, honey. We know this stuff."

Kaoru sighed. "He likes you."

"No he doesn't!"

….~…

Kyoya couldn't believe what he was hearing. Haruhi was saying, "I don't like Kenzo like that. He doesn't like me."

It was like Christmas, his birthday, and every other holiday all wrapped up in one. Explosions of pure joy went off in Kyoya's head. She's not going on a date! Stupid, innocent Haruhi thought he just wanted to catch up! Oh thank god!

Kyoya smiled and chuckled to himself, pure happiness overloading his senses. Lately, he hadn't been able to sleep because he had been up all night thinking about Haruhi. Her perfect hair, her perfect smile, her perfect sarcasm, her amazing personality, the way she brought everyone together and they way she had brought Kyoya out of his emotionless shell. She had made him love her without her even realizing it.

When Haruhi had beaten Kyoya on the school-wide test, at first he had been angry, angrier than can be expressed in words. But that was when the person had been faceless and nameless. When Haruhi became that name and that face, the anger had disappeared. Kyoya couldn't be angry at Haruhi. At that time, Kyoya hadn't understood his feelings for Haruhi but now he did. He loved Haruhi, and he would die before he let her get away.

"He likes you," Kaoru said.

Kyoya snorted indignantly. That buffoon. He probably doesn't even understand how great of a person Haruhi is.

"No he doesn't!" Haruhi said desperately.

Kyoya cleared his throat. "I'm pretty sure the twins are right, Haru-chan."

Haruhi stared wide eyed at Kyoya. Why did she have to look at him with those eyes? Why did they make him so weak in the knees? "No. You're lying. I know Kenzo better than that."

Kyoya shook his head and said, "Haruhi, when you tell him you don't like him, he will get angry. Tell him before you go out for sushi so you don't lead him on."

"No, Kyoya. You're wrong!" Haruhi shouted.

"Haruhi," Kyoya started.

"Shut up Kyoya! What do you know?" Haruhi screamed.

"More than you obviously!" Kyoya yelled back. He was starting to get angry. After all, all he was trying to do was help her.

"Then why did I beat you in that test? Huh? How did the lowly commoner girl beat the almighty Kyoya Ootori? Is it because I'm smarter than you? Can you admit it?" Haruhi taunted. "Well, can you? Can the amazing third son admit that someone could possibly be better?" When Kyoya didn't respond, Haruhi scoffed. "That's what I expected. You're second rate, Ootori."

Kyoya was speechless. Haruhi stormed out of the door and Kyoya sat down roughly on the floor. He held his head in his hands denying that they had just screamed at each other.

The other members had been frozen during the argument. This had not been their plan. Tamaki knelt down next to Kyoya and said quietly, "You really do love her don't you?"

Kyoya snorted. "What was your first clue?" He found it difficult to hold back the tears threatening to form.

Tamaki replied, "It's okay. She'll learn and she'll come back."

"How do you know?" Kyoya's voice broke on the last word and a single tear slid down his cheek. It was the first tear he had cried since he was nine years old and his father refused to give him back his favorite book.

Now eight years later, it was because of an argument with the girl he had feelings for. The thought of the argument and the hateful look Haruhi had brought more tears to his eyes. Kyoya swallowed them back and resolved not to let anymore fall.

"I know that she loves you too and I trust that she'll figure that out."