Low chattering was heard throughout the third music room. Guests were being happily hosted by the boy of their choosing. It was a rare occasion that the room was so normal, usually by now the king would've broken off from his hosting to start ranting about something or another Haruhi did. To most everyone's surprise the king had other business to attend to and could not make it. Thus, the reason for the awkwardly silent atmosphere.

That lasted about five seconds.

"Haruhi! Haruhi!" so much for the nice afternoon. "Haruhi, Haruhi!" the voice called again. It was none other than the Host king himself. The blond threw open the huge double doors to the music room.

"I have great news!" he exclaimed. He was happy; he was excited, and slipped on the floor. Haruhi sighed and went over to ask if he was okay. The twins snickered mercilessly. Tamaki leapt up and embraced his 'daughter' who took the gesture apathetically.

Tamaki grabbed her shoulders seriously, "Haruhi you have nothing to worry about!" Then he proceeded to waltz out of the room; the twins tripped him before his exit (because it was funny). Haruhi was confused, but put the incidence out of her mind. This was Tamaki, it was better not to think about what Tamaki did. He was easier to deal with that way.

After a few minutes had passed, the girls the host club had been serving filtered out of the room. As the last waved happily good-bye, the third music hall door shut closed. The room grew quiet again.

"Kyoya," Honey-Sempai began as he took his last bite of strawberry cake, "What did Tamaki mean when he said Haruhi has nothing to worry about?"

The more reserved f the Host Club members sat up straighter in his seat and snapped his black folder shut. Kyoya slowly stood up from his chair, while he pushed the glasses further up the bridge of his nose. Walking towards the rest of the group, he cleared his throat.

"I am not entirely sure of what 'our king' is doing, but I assure you that whatever Tamaki has planned was not of my doing," Kyoya said coolly. The way Kyoya had said 'was not of my doing' proved to have a chilling effect over the host club members. Everyone knew of their secret shadow king, so the thought of Tamaki doing something without Kyoya's guiding hand made them un-easy. Who knew what Tamaki was capable of?

If anything…

"Did he give any clue to what it was?" Kaoru started, and Hikaru continued, "Everyone knows he tells you almost everything,"

Kyoya blinked and an annoyed sigh escaped his lips. Reaching under his other arm for the black folder, and then took the time to whip the black leather open. His calculating gaze fell to the papers within its bindings. Kyoya nodded his head and shut the folder again.

"Well, Tamaki did ask that I inform you of his departure. Tell Haruhi that 'Daddy will miss her'. He has to leave on a practice business venture with his father. However, the only indication that he's plotting something was the early phone-call he gave me this morning," Kyoya answered with an irritated tone. All of the males in the room had their faces begin to pale. They all knew what it was like to wake-up Kyoya. It could spell death.

"What was the phone call about?" Haruhi asked curiously. Haruhi had grown slightly more concerned with what Tamaki might be planning the more she thought about it, because it obviously had something to do with her.

"Well…He explained that 'they' would be arriving this afternoon…"

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Tamaki had been worrying about Haruhi ever since he saw that TV show "Hatsuhagi Ohaki", where that poor kid had been kidnapped and his parents could not pay his ransom so the kid had to stay with the bad guys and got mentally scarred.

It hadn't bothered him too much before, because he would always be beside his precious "child". Yet, now he was going to be away! He was going to be so far from his little Haruhi! At any point in time she could be kidnapped!

What could he do if that happened to his precious daughter!?! He doubted that her real father would come to him for help. Her family might be under threat if something like that happened! What could he do?!?

Tamaki could barely concentrate as he tried to pack his suit-case for the trip. He kept thinking about his dear Haruhi. He hardly was even sleeping. He just lied there in his bed as Haruhi took up his thoughts.

She needed protection of some sort. Thinking back to the T.V. shows and other such things that led him to worry, his mind wandered to other things. Who would be able to protect such a wondrous person as Haruhi? He worried about it all night when finally, it hit him! He sat up in bed.

"Of course!" He flipped through his phone book to the "N" Section and found what he was looking for. He couldn't wait to call 'Mother' in the morning and tell him that their daughter was to be in good hands.

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"Who are they?" Honey-Sempai asked with wide eyes. Now even Mori was paying close attention as Honey-sempai leaned further on his shoulders. During Kyoya's other explanations Honey-Sempai had grown tired and ask Mori to carry him.

"Aa" Mori asked. He too wanted to know exactly who 'they' were. He felt he should say something. Since he had been quiet most of the day so far. Honey leaned even further on Mori's shoulders, sending the taller boy in an odd stance to balance the weight.

"All the king told me on the un-godly hour this morning was that he hired some sort of protection for Haruhi while he was away," Kyoya answered, and then he seemed to have an evil gleam shine in his eye, "So Haruhi, if you have figured out anything from this information. I would say the most important is that whatever Tamaki has spent on this protection shall be put on your tab,"

Haruhi blanched as she registered the last thing Kyoya said. How much money could she possibly owe now? Her shoulders slumped and her head fell to her chest. Of course, why hadn't she expected for Kyoya to turn this into some type of money-grabbing excuse. She was doomed to host for eternity. She had to somehow get out of paying anymore money she didn't have.

"But I…" Haruhi began, but she was caught short as a loud ominous sound hushed the third music hall. Someone was knocking on the big wooden doors. Who were 'they'? And was it 'them' on the other side?

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So what do you think? Like it? R&R? This is going to be a OuranxNaruto cross-over. But, the other characters haven't made it here yet. I hope you continue to read. .