Chapter 3, Before Dinner Twister

Cupping my face with his hand, Kyoya moved in slowly. Our lips barely touching and I felt my heart beat gallop a million beats a minute. My breathing became panting and his soft lips curled up into a smile at my reaction. He closed the gap between us, at first just brushing his lips with mine but then I felt his warm tongue slide into my mouth. His hand was pressed to my lower back holding me there and it being my first proper kiss I just kind of sat there limp but in no time was filled with such passion, I wanted to keep him there. Lightly I bit his lip with my teeth and he opened his eyes in surprise before closing them again and deepening the kiss. My hands were balled up in little fists on his chest and we rocked backward and forward tossing up who got dominancy. He won and I was flung backwards onto the bed. I got a sick sense of déjà vu and he curved his body above mine. His dark hair framing his face and his glasses slipping down his nose. His breathing became as rapid as mine and I arched my back up to his body. He chuckled and planted a small kiss on my forehead before sitting up. I lay there a minute, trying to comprehend.

"Kyoya…" I started sitting back up again, my breathing still shallow.

"Yes Haruhi?"

"What are we doing exactly?" I asked, crossing my legs. He thought for a minute and for once in my life, Kyoya didn't seem to have a logical answer. He hung his head, defeated.

"I don't know Haruhi. I don't know," his voice was deep and so unsure; I couldn't help wrapping my arms around him to stop him from breaking. "I feel something for you Haruhi, I really do. And this is something more," he said and held his hand up to my cheek, although I am pretty sure a part of it was to himself. Kyoya, the man who does almost everything with a motive was unsure of what to do next.

Kyoya POV

I had no idea what had come over me, Haruhi was poor, intelligent yes but a completely unreasonable distraction from the work he had to get done. Not to mention what his father would think. After all, Tamaki and Hikaru were slowly developing feelings for her also, and he really did not want a fracture in the group. This was after all, his business and when there are fractures sales would most definitely go down. It was only a matter of time before they sorted out their feelings, so maybe it would be best to just let this attraction go. But I must sort my feelings out before them then. No, uh! Why did I feel so possessive of her? I looked at her concerned face. Her boyish hairstyle was hanging over her eyes complimenting her angelic face. Her big, dark, chocolate eyes gazed up in wonder at me and damn it, I couldn't help it. As my hand went up to touch her cheek, she gasped a little. I couldn't help it. She jumped at my touch but didn't move away. So that must mean something. I cupped her face in my hand and her breathing became shallow. Could it be? Does she feel the same way? She pulled away last time we were together and that was planting doubt in my mind. But as soon as I thought of her semi naked body that was once in my arms I couldn't hold back.

Kissing Haruhi was something else. I don't know what I expected, but for all my years trying to be the best I could be to impress my father it seemed now that nothing mattered except for her. She saw right through me from the beginning. All I really wanted was acceptance from my father and I strove to get it, but I could never be as cold hearted as he was to me. Tamaki and the others had become my family and she was right about how I felt about the host club. They were my family now. It angered me a little that she knew so much, I felt threatened almost. I had to stop this madness. It wasn't fair she have so much control without even trying.

"Haruhi, I apologize for my lapse in control. I have been under a lot of stress and I am glad that you are okay. I shouldn't have kissed you and I hope that this is something that we can put behind us as it doesn't really mean anything," I smiled, but felt like I was betraying myself. Her eyes tried to make sense of my words so I smiled and acted like I was nonchalant about the whole ideal. She looked hurt for a second but then mirrored me and smiled.

"That's okay Sempai, I understand" she said brightly, and hopped off the bed.

"Thank you for the clothes. I will probably just put a dress on anyway for dinner, but at least now I have something that I want to wear during less formal occasions."

And just like that she left. The bed remained rumpled and her bathrobe still hung on my chair. I walked over to it picking it up and I could smell the strong scent of Haruhi's shampoo on it. I felt a longing to hold her and to protect her. I will have to return this to her at some point. Stupid as it was, I knew the maids would replace it by the end of the day but I needed an excuse to see her again. I wouldn't let myself slip like I had done just now and I cursed at myself for my stupidity.

SHE DOESN'T LIKE YOU THAT WAY.

And nor should I like her, we were just friends. Just friends. We can't be anything more. Clearly outlined. Nothing more.

But I missed her touch, the way she felt against me, her soft lips upon mine. The way she held me after the kiss seeing I wasn't happy. She was the most caring person I knew and that included Tamaki and my sister. I could make her happy; we could be together maybe if I tried. If I tried really hard…unless of course that isn't what she wanted…

I felt sick and almost punched the wall. How dare I force myself upon her like that? It is one thing to do it as teaching her a lesson, but another entirely to take advantage of her weakness and steal a kiss from her allowing my hormones to take control. I was ashamed and ridden with guilt. Stormily I walked out of my room to go find Haruhi, her room the one next to mine. I knocked on the door but heard no response, I sighed and was about to head back to my room to work out for a bit, get the rage out of my body when I heard her voice clear as day.

"Hikaru, Kaoru STOP! Get off me!" She yelled from the closed door on the opposite side of the hall. I ran over and kicked the door open and with my head raging I stormed in the room with the look of pure murder on my face. Startled by the noise the three of them fell, all twisted in one another onto the white mat beneath them with coloured dots.

Twister. They were playing Twister. One of the twins must have been tickling her. Embarrassed I coughed and turned to leave.

"What's up Kyoya Sempai? Why is your face so red?" Hikaru and Kaoru said in unison untangling their bodies from the laughing Haruhi. I could see their stupid, teasing smiles emerging. They were laughing at me.

"I thought…uhh…I thought Haruhi was in trouble," I muttered looking down at my feet.

"Why would I have been in trouble? I was in the twins room?" she laughed, sitting up from her tangled postion.

"I…I don't know" I said tired and defeated. "You forgot your robe and I was going to bring it out to you when I heard you yell. That is all."

The twins both looked at one another and then back at me, their grins becoming more prominent, snider.

"Oh…well thankyou Sempai!" She said grinning, clearly not registering the fact that it was totally an unreasonable thing to do in such an expensive hotel, and reaching for her robe. I gave it to her hesitantly whilst watching the twins.

"Kyoya do you want to join us?" One of them asked raising an eyebrow.

"No thankyou, I have work to do regarding the budget" I said curtly and turned away before calling out, "keep your voices down. It doesn't sound right what you guys are doing in here. You don't want to give my guests the wrong impression. Also…call for room service to get this door fixed. The payment will becoming out of your accounts Hitachiin's"

I heard them groan as I marched back out.

I was still burning in outrage as I walked down the hall.

Those stupid twins, taking advantage of my Haruhi!

Wait what? MY Haruhi? I was starting to sound like Tamaki. She did not belong to me and nor me her. Still the jealousy was a lot to take in. Once in my room I stripped out of my clothes and started doing pushups. I was going to make my body pay for the mistakes my mind had caused.

Haruhi POV

I couldn't quite understand what had just happened. Kyoya just said that the kiss meant nothing and then there he was looking jealous as hell at the twins when we were just playing Twister. It annoyed me a bit; he was acting just as possessive as Tamaki. I didn't think he could be so immature, and that definitely was dimming the attraction I felt. But at the same time I was flattered. I know it sounds sad but I wanted to follow him into the hall to see what he was doing right now in his room. Was he really working or was he angry about something? Was he angry with me? I really hope not, I didn't want to face him over dinner and have things be awkward. I wasn't sure how I felt about him still, I knew there was the attraction and I still felt tingly from where his lips had touched mine and I knew I cared for him probably more than just a friend but what did it matter? He said it was nothing.

"Don't worry Haruhi, he gets like that sometimes. He should have stayed and played with us but he is just busy" said Kaoru and draping his arm around my shoulders, obviously noting my look of distress. I glanced at the clock on the wall it was 7pm.

"I should probably go and get ready for dinner, huh?" I said my voice sounding a little strained.

"Want us to come help you pick out a dress?" Hikaru asked politely.

"No thank you Hikaru, I can look after myself" I said forcibly.

Hikaru looked shocked and turned to Karou. At first I thought it must have been them getting offended over my rejection but before I could start apologizing, Hikaru interrupted me.

"What did you call me?" he asked his voice shaking.

"Hikaru…why?" I said, my voice quiet as I took in their faces.

"But how…how did you know that it wasn't me?" asked Kaoru.

"You guys know that I can tell you apart right?" I laughed nervously.

"No one can tell us apart."

"Well clearly not, considering I can. Sorry boys but I really have to go and get ready."

And with that I left the room leaving their puzzled expressions behind me.