A/N:Woohoo! I have over 2000 hits now! Do the happy dance! Thanks so much for your reviews guys! As a treat with this chapter, I'll answer some reviews from previous chapters!

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Today, we will be graced with Tamaki doing our disclaimer!

Tamaki: Ahem, fair and beloved readers, our dear authoress, TheLastFallenAngel, does not own the wonder which is 'Ouran High School Host Club'...AND IT'S A GOOD THING SHE DOESN'T! LOOK AT HOW SHE MAKES MOTHER ACT WITH MY POOR DAUGHTER! SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE HER!

TLFA:OK, while we procure some tranquilizers for our idiot- I mean king, here is Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Kyoya finished changing out of his Don Juan costume and into his normal clothes. After handing the costume off to a maid, he started to wonder what his father wanted to talk to him about. He shrugged and made his way to the topmost floor where his father's office resided. He cleared his throat and knocked on the door. From the other side, his father's voice uttered "Enter" and Kyoya went through.

He was most surprised to see his father was not alone. Sitting across from him was Ranka Fujioka, dressed in a dark pencil skirt, white blouse and a matching blazer indicated the other vacant seat and Kyoya took it after giving Ranka a warm greeting.

"Oh Kyoya, how have you been, dear?" he asked "Your father and I were just having the most delightful conversation! But I expect he wants to tell you himself!" the cross dresser gave a small giggle before Yoshio cleared his throat.

"Kyoya" he began "I'm sure you remember, as I have told you time and time again, that as the third son you will have to do more than your brothers in order to gain favor." he paused to look at his son, who gave a small nod. "I have just made a deal with er... Fujioka-san" he said, not quite sure whether the term was appropriate, but Ranka merely smiled so he went on.. "A deal that involves you and his daughter, Haruhi. It will of course require your consent, but I urge you to listen to my full proposal before coming to a decision." He stood up and faced the large window behind him.

"Kyoya, as you no doubt will have noticed, Miss Fujioka is an outstanding young woman. Top of her class, scholarship student, and from what I have been told is quite popular in your school. I had your headmaster fax me a copy of her transcripts and I was quite impressed" he turned to his desk and took a small stack of papers from the drawer. "It says here that she applied to Ouran on her own and was granted admission. She had top grades in Elementary and Middle school as well and she wishes to be a lawyer like her mother."

Ranka dabbed at his eyes with a hanky and made a sniffle. "That's my girl, she's always been so independent, just like her mother. I see so much of Kotoko in her and it makes me proud!" he blew his nose and Yoshio continued.

"Kyoya, you will be graduating in just over a year and then you will need to buckle down and focus on what you need to do to cement your future. This includes...familial ties" he looked up from the paper to meet his sons eyes. "Kyoya, have you considered who you'll be taking as a wife?"

Haruhi was still laying on her bed steaming. 'The NERVE of him! What makes him think he can do that to me whenever he wants?' She sat up. "Damn rich bastard" she said out loud. She should have known that wanting to talk to her father was only a ploy to stop her arguing. She went to the living room and switched on the TV before going to the kitchen to make dinner. Her father's note was still on the counter:

Haruhi sweetie!

Daddy has to go run an errand and I don't know when I'll be back. I would tell you to just make dinner for yourself but you never listen when I do anyways. XD Just leave dinner in the fridge and I'll heat it up when I get home later. Don't forget your homework. Also, leave your uniform out after it's dry and daddy will iron it for you tonight! Love you baby!-Dad

She started to cut up vegetables for a salad when the unmistakable music of the evening news came over the speakers of the TV. Haruhi turned it up with the remote and went back to cooking. There was a story about a fire, some new hospital being in construction, the weather report, which thankfully had predicted no thunderstorms for the week, and a story about some dog pulling it's owner's son from their pool. She was about to turn it off when a familiar name popped up during the gossip segment.

"Kyoya Ootori, one of the three sons and heirs to the Ootori Medical corporation has now been voted as Japan's most successful and eligible bachelor under 25! The youngest son of Yoshio Ootori, Kyoya has already acquired many shares of his father's company, as well as a few others. He is also vice-president of an extra curricular club at Ouran Academy, where he is top of his second year class, as well as class president. Young Master Ootori was unavailable for interview, however-" at this point, Haruhi switched off the TV and went back to cooking.

"Damn Shadow King, can't even watch the news without hearing his name!" she went back to her salad and began slicing up tomatoes, imagining each and everyone to have Kyoya's face.

End Chapter 4

TLFA: Don't hurt me! I know this one's a bit short, but please don't kill me! I promise to try and not make you guys wait as long next time! In the next segment, Yoshio's proposal will be revealed! Stay tuned!