A/N: Another new chapter for you all, my sweets! Thank you for all the lovely reviews and I'm sorry for you cliffhanger ;3

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Awkward silence filled the room.

"Kyoya-sempai, could I speak to you for a moment?" I stood up abruptly, trying to keep my calm. When he didn't immediately get up to follow me out the door, I stopped to add, "In private?"

"Of course, Haruhi. Excuse us a moment," he smiled politely at the hosts and swiftly exited the room behind me. I slammed the door shut although I knew Tamaki and the twins would have their ears held tight against the door in an attempt to hear our every word.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I hissed, keeping my voice low. The only conclusion I could come to in my mind was that he'd gone crazy in his sleep deprived state or some kind of alien had been sent down to take Kyoya's place and report back to the mother ship. Either way, it wasn't fair for him to play a trick like this on me.

He didn't look phased though faced with my rage and leaned back against the wall beside the door. "Keeping things interesting is all."

"And this is what you class as interesting? You could have let me in on this little plan of yours, sempai!" I was fuming. If it were possible for steam to start pouring out of my ears then I would be well passed that stage already. But it rapidly faded into desperation. I should have been used to stunts like this from the hosts by now but I hadn't been expecting anything of the sort from Kyoya.

"I would have, but it was rather spur of the moment," he chuckled, then his glasses flashed as he tilted his head down towards the floor. "And besides, even if I had told you about it you wouldn't have agreed to it, now would you?"

"Yes I would have!" I blurted out, the anger briefly returning. Then I realised what I had just admitted. "I mean, no, but I would have at least thought about it!"

One thin black eyebrow raised, he looked something close to surprised but he masked it quickly. "Oh, so now you want to date me?"

"Ye- maybe- I don't know!" I was flustered. The embarrassment of these continual slips was building up inside me minute by minute and I felt like running off and moping in a corner, much like Tamaki would. Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?

Whilst in the contained whirlwind of my inner confusion, Kyoya had shifted closer to me unnoticed. And before I even knew what was happening, one firm hand had slid to the side of my neck and threaded the fingers into my short hair whilst the other snaked its way around my waist. Then warm lips briefly met my own, although it felt like an eternity. I wasn't sure what to focus on: the shock and puzzlement, the warmth that suddenly shot through me or how his lips moved against my own. Before I could fully comprehend it, the kiss was over and he was pulling away from me.

"We-" I cut him off before my mind decided to start working again and talk me out of it. Grabbing him by the collar, I pulled him back down to kiss him again. This time it was as though electric shot through me and left me tingling all over. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against him. I almost forgot that we were out in the open of the corridor and that our best friends were sitting on the other side of the door that I was now pushed up against. Wait, the host club. I broke the kiss with wide eyes and pushed Kyoya back a couple of inches so I could gesture wildly at the door. He took a moment to understand what I was referring to but he caught on quickly enough. A minute of smoothing down clothing and combing fingers through hair we prepared ourselves to face the hosts again.

I avoided meeting Kyoya's eye as we went to open the door, which of course knocked the three nosiest hosts flat on their asses as we made our entrance. They all chuckled nervously as they stared up at us

"What do you think you're doing?" Kyoya asked, glasses flashing.

"Nothing!" They called out in unison, scrambling to their feet and trying to look inconspicuous. Honey bounded over to me and leapt up for a hug, spinning me on the spot with a loud fit of giggles. As I dropped him back down onto the ground, he winked at me knowingly which just left me suspicious. I still forget that he isn't an elementary student sometimes.

"Haruhi… is it true? It's okay, you can tell Daddy…" Tamaki whimpered, tugging gently on my sleeve. Our eyes met and his amethyst orbs were full of confusion and hope that his best friend was just pulling a joke on them.

"I – uh…" I met Kyoya's eyes from across the room where he was being harassed by the twins. He winked at me then went back to focussing fully on ignoring the redheads. Then I looked to Tamaki who was begging me to answer the way he wanted. "Sorry, sempai, but it's true."

Tamaki stood, brushing a stray tear from his eye. Then all of a sudden he smiled at me with pure sincerity that always reminded me how good a person our host club king truly was under all the ego and childishness. "Well then, I wish you both all the happiness in the world."

Then he rounded on Kyoya with determination burning in his eyes. "And you better treat my daughter with total respect! Daddy expects his little girl to be treated like the princess that she is, do you hear me?!"

"Yes, I hear you. I think the whole building heard you," Kyoya smiled.

When I eventually crawled into bed that night, I finally had time to think through everything that had transpired today. I had a boyfriend. Me. A boyfriend. This better not interrupt my studies. Or how the others treat me in the host club. Thankfully posing as a boy meant that I wouldn't have to explain it to anyone else in the school just yet. Wait, that meant our relationship would basically be a secret. I wasn't sure how I felt about that but it could be dealt with at a later time. Right now I needed to sleep and all this thinking was giving me a headache. I fell asleep that night with a gentle smile gracing my features and went back to dreaming about Ootoro and pastries.