Haruhi and The Host Wars

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Okay I know many of you have been waiting for this chapter, but sadly it's not going to be much of their date. It'll be their good nights and crap. So I'm not sure exactly if you guys should suspect Kyoya of being the winner or not.. Just considering the fact that I cant seem to write that pairing yet... But here's the next chapter of Haruhi and The Host Wars, please enjoy!

Chapter 22

Haruhi's POV

Kyoya walked me back up to the house, his arm around my waist. It just didn't feel quite right... This night and how it all wound up going, I just don't think that there's anything between us.

"Well Haruhi, this was quite the night. Thank you for allowing me to take you out," Kyoya said as we walked through the living room.

"Thank you for taking me Kyoya," I replied, smiling slightly to him, "It seems the others all retreated to bed instead of waiting for us."

"Seems so, it must be rather late then."

I peeked over to a clock in the kitchen as we passed, shaking my head at him, "Nope, it's only just going on nine forty-five."

He shrugged, "Let's watch our steps then."

"A little late for that, Kyo-chan," a deathly sweet voice called out.

Third POV

The lights flickered on and they realized they were surrounded by hosts. Honey was perched on the railing up on the top of the stairs, Hikaru and Kaoru were flanked on their left and their right Tamaki was standing there, and lastly Mori towered over them from behind.

"Honey-sempai?" Kyoya questioned, skeptically.

"What have you two been up to?" Hikaru asked.

"Why do you care?" Kyoya retorted.

"Kyoya... Why didn't you tell us you were going on a date with Haruhi?" Tamaki asked, a bit of hurt evident in his voice.

"I don't believe it should be any of your business what I do in my personal life, Tamaki. Nor to any of you for that matter," Kyoya stated.

Haruhi stood there watching the ongoing battle between the men, finding it utterly pointless. She looked up to where Honey had been sitting, only to notice that he was staring at her. The brunette waved to small blonde, making him smile and wave back excitedly.

"Hey! I'm really tired, so I'm going to bed. You babies can continue your argument but keep it down," Haruhi muttered, pushing past the arguing teens and walking up the steps.

"Great you idiots! Now look what you've done!" Tamaki shouted.

"Tamaki! You were a part of it too!"

"Yeah boss! Don't go blaming us!" the twins bellowed, outraged by his comment.

"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!" Haruhi screamed.

The sound of a door slamming resonated throughout the house, making all the humans look to the top of he staircase. Homey looked down the hall at the door, a frown on his face.

"...You guys made Haru-chan upset...," Honey growled, turning to glare at the four culprits.

"H-Honey-sempai c-calm down...," they all murmured.

He dropped down and stared at them, shaking his head.

"Come on, Takashi. I need some cake."

Mori nodded and followed after his shorter cousin, giving the others a look of disapproval.

Haruhi sat in her room, her pj's already on. She leaned back onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling, thoughts running rampantly. She felt like she was going to cry... Everyone was fighting because of her, she hated it, it chilled her to the bone. She flipped over so she was on her side and closed her eyes, letting out a big sigh. Sleep took over soon enough, but it was not going to be at all peaceful to her.

Haruhi's Dream (Nightmare is more suitable I suppose), Still Third POV

Haruhi's eyes fluttered open, a confused expression taking over her features right away. She sat up and looked around, wondering where she was.

A big desolate dark field, the sky was a dark ravenous black. The grass was dead in some patches, she could see hills out in the distance along the horizon. A heavy gust of wind blew her backwards, sprawling down a steep drop in the field. She screamed as she tumbled, every bone starting to ache. She sighed once she thought she was done rolling, until she realized she was falling endlessly into what looked like a dark void.

"MORI-SEMPAI! HELP ME!" Haruhi screeched, her eyes clenching shut.

She thought she was on her own for a few slight seconds before she felt something grab her and yank her upwards. She hit something solid and then she was bouncing slightly, almost as if she was being carried... Her eyes opened and she looked up to slight pale skin and cat-like eyes. Her eyes widened, having been expecting Mori, her tall and dark silent knight.

"...Kaoru?" she whispered, looking up trying to search the boy's eyes.

He looked down and flashed a concerned smile, "Don't look behind us, Haruhi."

She tried hard not to look but had no choice as she soon had to twist her neck to kink out the knots in it, her eyes widening as she saw what it was.

A big flock of these thunder human bird hybrid things were chasing after them, she squeaked and looked back to her hands. She gripped Kaoru's jacket and closed her eyes, trying to calm down.

It'll be okay Haruhi... Kaoru will save us... It'll be all fine...

But that soon turned out to be a lie as Kaoru ran out of breath and set her down, motioning for her to stay put and not to move. She shook her head, pleading with her eyes for him not to go. He looked away and walked off to face the flock of creatures. They seemed to pick up speed as soon as he stepped forward, Haruhi's eyes widening and moving to go forward when she felt someone grab her hand.

Her head whipped to the side, "We can't leave Kaoru! Hikaru!"

Hikaru looked at her, tugging her along, "We can't go back Haruhi. We'll both be killed, I can't let you die."

She felt tears coming, "B-But Kaoru..." she murmured, looking back.

Hikaru shook his head, "Forget him, he's probably dead. We need to get out of here," A sense of urgency and remorse were heard in his voice and seen in his eyes.

Haruhi blinked and a few tears slid down her porcelain skin. A scream was heard and the sound of thunder, soon followed by skin being torn apart. She choked on a sob, wanting to look back.

"Let's go!" Hikaru screamed, practically dragging her behind him.

Haruhi sighed quietly, running with him. They were soon back where she had woken up and she collapsed down into a crumpled pile on the ground.

End Dream

Haruhi bolted up right, sweat covering her face. She looked at the clock sitting next to her bed: 10:57 AM. Her mouth dropped open, it hadn't seemed that long... She jumped out of bed, wondering why her alarm didn't go off. She hurried and got dressed, rushing out of her room.

She tripped on her sandals as she hurried down the stairs, making her fall head first down the set of stairs. She stood up and rushed off to the kitchen, rubbing her now sore head.

"GAH!" She screamed as she came upon the mess that easily said Host Club.

She groaned and opened the fridge, grabbing a grapefruit juice box. She left to fetch the cleaning supplies and six unlucky teen boys. She found all of them watching cartoons in the living room. She pulled the plug on the tv, making them all look at her with slight annoyance.

"We we're watching that you know," Hikaru muttered, Haruhi just stared at him.

The dream was still fresh in her mind, she shook her head after realizing that she had been staring at the boy.

"Well too bad," she replied.

"I'm guessing she found the mess..." Kaoru whispered, looking at the ground.

"Yeah, I did," Haruhi crossed her arms, "And I'm no cleaning it. Get in there and get scrubbing, all of you."

They sighed but no one moved, Haruhi's raised an eyebrow.

"That wasn't a suggestion. It was a demand, now let's go."

Everyone shuddered at the motherly glare she was giving them and rushed off to the kitchen, her following behind triumphantly.

They stood there, looking at the dreaded buckets, rags, sponges, and soap containers.

"Grab a set and get started, chop chop."

They looked at Haruhi who was sitting in the window seat, drinking her juice box and reading a fashion magazine (ERMAGERD! Haruhi reading a fashion magazine?! Mind. BLOWN!) They all grabbed their supplies, reluctantly well all but Mori. They filled the buckets and got to work cleaning up the whole kitchen, Honey humming a happy tune the whole time, making Haruhi smile.

Well all done! There's the next chapter! Sorry for the wait! But I hope you all liked it! :) Review please~

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