A Single Rose

I just realized how many people have read this story. All I have to say is: How the heck did 1,700 people even see this?!

Okay, I have a couple reviews I'd like to reply to that were anonymous, so I'll just reply here and hope they see this:

To the person labeled Anonymous who said: 'OMG. There's a lot of ouran fanfics I like, but not this one. I LOVE it. Every single time you update, I reread the entire story. It's stunning. I love it. You should continue. And, frankly, I'm eccentric! I finally found someone who likes ouran my age. Luv ya!
BYE!;)'

How old do you think I am? I don't know how old I sound on here, but at my age a lot of people must love OHSHC! (I won't reveal my age but I will say i'm in the teens)

oand Guest who said: 'Ahhhhhh what did haruhi seeeeeeeeee! UPDATE IMMEDIATELY (by the way if you didn't get from the capitals that's an order not a request) I HATE being left at cliff hangers I can't stand not knowing what's going to happen next...that's why every book I've ever read has been read in one session, I just start at one side and don't stop until I get to the other'

I laughed so hard at this for no reason, but I hate cliffys too so here I am, updating again.

Okay and here are some thanks:

LittleBunnyFooFooMUST-DIE for being my first story follower and reviewer!

1andOnlyJanae for pointing out a mistake in one of my chapters!

and NoNamePleaseJustHereToWrite For being my first story favoriter!

Disclaimer: If I did own, It would already be on its 7th series.

And without further ado: Chapter 7, Kyoya's Heart

In front of Haruhi was a giant cherry tree, its blossoms shined in dew. Below the cherry tree was a picnic table, a checkered cloth spread across it and an impressive arrangement of commoner's foods and drinks (as Tamaki calls them). Along with this was, of course, fatty tuna. Haruhi walked forward as if in a trance. "I...Is this all for me?" Haruhi stammered.

"Well, I hope to get a crumb here and there, but for the most part, yes." Kyoya laughed again. Is Kyoya... Sick? Haruhi laughed too and Kyoya led her to the table. He pulled out a chair for Haruhi (Like a Sir), then went to the opposite side to sit. Afterward he started taking a couple things from the basket and putting them on a plate. Haruhi took the hint and started filling a plate as well.

"So why the sudden picnic?" Haruhi asked, grabbing a roll.

"I thought you would rather not have to spend the entire day with Tamaki, He stated simply. He took a piece of tuna right as Haruhi burst out laughing. "What?"

"I just realized how much alike we are!" Haruhi nodded towards his plate, and Kyoya realized their plates looked exactly the same. Kyoya started laughing too.

"I truly thought we were polar opposites," Kyoya chuckled. "But here we are, being like Hikaru and Koaru!" Soon the laughing stopped, replaced by polite conversation while they ate. "So how is Tamaki's house working out?"

"Truly? My room looks like it was made for lovers. I'd recognize it as Tamaki's doing any time of the day," Haruhi munched on a rice cake. "And how are the host club's finances?"

"Still as terrible as usual!" Kyoya laughed. "How... Are you doing?" He asked, looking cautious.

"I'm... fine." Haruhi answered. "I'm glad you did all of this. Otherwise I'd probably be sulking or something," Haruhi said.

"Haruhi..." Kyoya seemed to be deep in thought. "Can you... Keep a secret?" He asked timidly.

"What kind of secret?"

"Can you keep it?"

Haruhi sighed. "As long as it's not gossip or anything."

Kyoya leaned forward and is he... Blushing? "Haruhi..." He whispered into her ear. "I... I love you..."

And... DONE! Ohmygosh did Kyoya just declare his love? In a Haruhi and Tamaki fanfic?!

Kyoya: Shut up. *Faint blush*

Haruhi: ... *In shock*

Hikaru: What is love?

Koaru: Baby don't hurt me...

Hikaru: Don't hurt me...

Hikaru and Koaru: No more!

Me: Beautiful, Hikaru, Koaru. Well, I hope you review, because, if you do, I'll love you forever (Not in a weird way or anything).

See ya!