As she walked to the Studio one early morning three weeks after her first photo session, Haruhi began to notice the big pictures hanging around town, and what they showed.
Her cheeks got hot and she coursed under her breath, they near told her about this, and she was pretty sure that was against some law, it was anyways where she did come from.

As she hurried to the model agency so noted something weird when the building come I to her range of sight. So many people had gathered at the entrance and she widens her eyes in surprise, and wonder what all commotion was about. Haruhi didn't have to wait long to know, because she could already hear the shouts from random people wishing to see the new model. Girls was angry, boys wanted her number. Her cheeks heated up once more.
"Those rich bastards." She grumbled and walked towards the entrance, head bent down so that wouldn't recognize her.

She didn't come to fare before boys pushed her away and girls glared at her.

"I work here!" She tried and focused to push through, but to no use, now she was stuck in the large group, losing track of where the door was, and how she could get out of this crowd, because it was all but comfortable in there.

"If you could excuse us, we have work to do." Haruhi could feel a hand with slender fingers tug her arm and she was moved in the sea of different humans. When she looked up on her savior, she recognized him immediately by his raven black hair and proud walk. But it did not take long after she had discovered her savior before the other girls did, and she could swear those screams would make her deaf.

As soon they were in safe, Haruhi pushed her hand out of Kyoyas grip. She was glaring hard at him, resisting the urge to say something poisonous, but she knew she would get it back in some kind of way, debt or another comment that would had killed any others girl confidence.

"Something wrong Haruhi?" Said the tall man with those scary onyx eyes, hidden behind a pair of slim glasses.

"Is something wrong? Of all persons here you should know that!" She said under her breath.

"Oh you must be talking about the pictures, what about them?"

"You did have my permission! That's what's wrong. I don't want to hang up there, even if they don't recognize, that still me!" She said and pointed on a spot with one more of her pictures she just noticed.

"Did you ever read our agreement?" Kyoya said with a smile on his lips and pushed up his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"You didn't…"

"Yes I did." He confirmed. "And we earned much on that one." His smile was scary and Haruhi calmed down a bit.

"You could still tell me about it, because I don't really like surprises."
Kyoya chuckled with low voice and just stared at her for few minutes, making her both uncomfortable and nervous.
At the same time Tamaki emerged from another room, instant spotting her, and she forced a smile upon her lips.

"Haruhi! You're amazing, those are selling like butter in Norwegian when it's Christmas."*
Haruhi raised her brows, surprised that he knew about that event.

"It's going to be nice working with you. Oh, before I forget it, you have a new photo-shoot at one tomorrow. " He watched Kyoya and nodded. Haruhi was still in shock, but suppressed her reaction until Tamaki was gone.

"Ok" Was all she could master to say at the moment.

"Good, Kyoya will explain the rest to you. I have to rush. I have some pretty ladies waiting for me." He said and winked and also making Haruhi sick in her stomach.

In her shock she had been dragged to a room in the back of the building. The room had one sofa, two chairs and some pictures of different models.
Now was she waking up, staring bluntly on Kyoya, anger pumping in her along with the feeling of disgust.

"You never told me about this!" She hissed and walked closer, bending her head up a bit so she could see him in the eyes, that right now only reflected the light of the lamps, making it impossible to see them.

"I was coming to that point."

"You should have... for like a week ago!"

"The pictures came up yesterday, no need to make you worry for something happening later. And now all in the OMA is believing you accepted it. Even Hunny, he can't save you this time."
She wanted to scream, making him regret it, but she held her calm posture.

"When did he save me?" she asked, because the way she saw it, he had been the one helping kyoya do this.

"Because I had thought up something entirely different, dear Haruhi." Haruhi opened her eyes wide, and he smirked, and for the first time she could see those scheming black eyes, and the pure evil that lay behind them at times. This man was dangerous, in more than one way. She had to keep away from him, which was for sure. She was almost scared, but pressed all feelings back to the bottom of her brain and being.

"You're a monster."
"And your manager." He stated.

/Hey. Look, I updated!

Maybe should speak about somethings..
This is going to be a story with short chapters, but many. This way I can write without feeling pressed and you get faster updates.
And about the paring, I'm still not sure if it should be Kyoya or Mori.. even maybe hunny, couse well.. he isn't so much loli-shota here as he is in the manga/anime/Live drama.
And Tamaki fans out there.. Sorry.. you won't see so much of him.. I think.. I kind of dislike him, much.

And yeah, i know i have some spelling mistakes.. somewhere.. and grammar mistakes too.

One more point, It seems this can get a bit angsty.. if that the right word for it, maybe dark is more precis.. I'm not to good writing all fluffy stuff and such things.. ^^''