Chapter 13

To say that Harley was tired was an understatement. She was exhausted and just wanted to fall down and sleep. And did just that.

The girls were currently walking to the parking lot behind the school were their car was. They had changed out of their dresses and outfits into jeans, sweatpants, tank tops, and t-shirts. They were holding their bags in one hand and their heels in another. Suddenly, Harley collapsed onto the sidewalk, and started snoring.

"She can go fuck herself," Shay grumbled and continued to walk. Violet and Rose looked at Areily with raised eyebrows.

"I get her this time, you can carry my things," Areily sighed as she gave the twins her bag and shoes. She then lifted Harley into a fireman carry. They went to catch up to Shay who had stopped.

In the parking lot was David, leaning against his motorcycle. He smiled at the girls and winked. In his hand was a set of keys.

"Guess what I bought~" David sang in a sing-along voice as he jiggled the keys. As soon as he said that, Harley's eyes popped open and her head shot up from Areily's shoulder.

"Did you just say what I heard you say?" Harley asked as she jumped onto her feet. David gave his baby sister a goofy smile.

"Yeah, I bought something great!" David smiled. 'She sooo cute!' he thought as he looked at his sister. he was a bit disappointed that he was late and couldn't intrude their little host club, but at least he could still tell them the good news.

"Please tell me you bought a cake or something," Harley whimpered as she covered her face with her hands.

"Nope, I bought a house," David said happily. At that time, Harley decided to sit down on the pavement, curled into ball. She started to rock back and forth.

"Mary has a little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb," Harley started to sing. David frowned.

"What's wrong with her?" David asked the girls.

"She just found out that we're over a million dollars in debt to Kyoya," Violet told him. David's masculine jaw dropped to the floor. He didn't say anything but a strange whimpering sound came from his mother. He laid down on the pavement next to Harley. He brought his knees to his chest and wrapped to his arms around them. Then he rolled on to his stomach with his face to the floor. He started to sing as well.

"Ba Ba black sheep, have you any wool, yes I do three bags full," David sang. At that moment the rest of the Host Club decided to walk into the parking lot. They stopped in their tracks when they saw the two siblings on the pavement.

"What's wrong with them?" Haruhi asked.

"You know what?" Shay said as she rubbed her forehead. "I don't even know anymore." She went to Honey, and grabbed his hand. "Come on, Mitsukuni, you're taking me somewhere nice tonight that has good desserts." Shay didn't give him time to say anything as she pulled his away, but it didn't look like he was complaining. Honey had time to wave goodbye at Mori. Then the two eighteen year olds left.

"Well, Haruhi," Rose started, answering the young Japanese girl. "David said that he bought house, and Harley told him that we're a million dollars in debt."

"So then they decided this was the prefect time to lay down on the pavement and sing English nursery rhymes," Violet finished. Areily was rubbing her temples. She could feel a headache coming along. Everyone watched as the tall girl walked towards the two idiots on the floor. She knelt down onto the floor next to them. Areily leaned over and whispered something in Harley's ear. As if by magic, Harley stopped singing and stood up. She looked at he older brother. Then out of nowhere, she grabbed David's leg, dragged him to the car, unlocked the car, open the truck, and dumped his body in the truck. Before she closed the truck, she pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, looked at it, and tossed it to Areily. All this happened while David was still singing. Then, Harley walked to Tamaki, and just stood in front of him.

"Yes, daughter?" Tamaki asked as he looked at the shorter brunette.

"Carry me, daddy," Harley whimpered and stuck out her arms. Tamaki didn't say anything as he pick Harley up in a fatherly manner. Harley wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She looked like a child in her sweatpants and tanktop being held by her father.

"I'll take her home," Tamaki told the group. He didn't sound like his usual flamboyant self. Instead he sounded somewhat mature and concerned about Harley. "Haruhi, would you like a ride as well?" Haruhi nodded silently. She had a pensive look on her face as she looked at Tamaki as if she was considering something. Haruhi and Tamaki waved goodbye to the group and left while Tamaki was still carrying Harley.

"Well, googbye," Areily whispered. She went to Mori and pecked him on the lips. Then she went to the driver seat.

"Bye boys!" the twins said. Rose went to David's motorcycle while Violet went to Harley's. The boys watched as the girls turned on their engines and left the parking lot. The remaining boys said goodbye to each other and left in their respected limos.

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Kyoya sat in his limo. He was thinking. In his hand was the apple that Nekozawa had given him. Oddly enough, he wasn't thinking about the apple.

Kyoya grew up in an corporate environment. He was used to seeing people's lives being destroyed because of debt. In fact, he enjoyed seeing people crumble under him as he succeeded and thrived. Yet, seeing Harley have a mental breakdown in the parking lot because of the debt that he had dropped onto her shoulders had done something to him. He felt pity. He felt remorse. The thing that scared him the most is that he felt guilt. In all his life, Kyoya had never felt guilty because of what he did to someone (except when he was in middle school and caught a spider in a cup and then Tamaki had drank from that cup).

The dark haired teen rubbed his eyes. He didn't know that when he started to fall for Harley Jones that he had left himself vulnerable to emotions like guilt, empathy, remorse, and love. Kyoya groaned in frustration He had thought that he had Harley all figured out when he stole-er-borrowed her laptop. Luckily, the laptop was filled with the information that her school file lacked.

Kyoya was utterly surprised at the information that he found. Harley's father was an ex-cop in the New York Police Department. He applied for retirement and received it when Harley was about three. That was also the same year that Harley's mother had walked out on Harley, her father, and her brother. Kyoya then naturally hacked into to the NYPD's data base and found numerous police reports of Mr. Jones's DUIs and many child services reports had been done in their household ever since her brother, David, was sent to the nurse's office at school for have multiple bruises and cuts on his arms. Harley also had records like these. Kyoya was utterly repulsed when he inferred that Mr. Jones was abusing Harley and David.

Next, Kyoya had found out that many psych evulations had been done to David. According to many emails that Kyoya had read through of Harley's, David had a personality disorder. It was diginosed when he was seventeen. His therapist blamed the physical and mental abuse that was inflicted on his at a young age for a long time when David was younger. Apparently, David had three sides: his normal one, his 'goofy' one, and his dangerous one. Kyoya had also found many emails from David's therapists requesting-no pleading for Harley to come in for a psych evalution. Harley's father had refused each one for his only daughter.

Months before David's eighteenth birthday, Mr. Jones had been arrested for child abuse. By this time, David had dropped out of school into to work at the docks for living expenses that Mr. Jones refused to pay also his credit records were filled with purchases of expensive scotch and Jack Daniels. Since David was not a legal adult yet, Harley was put into foster care for five months until David turned eighteen and became her legal guardian. All this had occurred before Harley's eighth grade year of middle school.

Despite all the misfortune that had occurred in her life, Harley managed to maintain prefect grades and held the first ranking in her classes. She even became the student council president for her middle school. However something had changed, and Harley had began to right diary entry on her laptop which she apparently purchased when she was twelve from an old woman who hadn't been aware of its value. Honestly, Harley was extremely tech savvy since she turned to old woman's laptop into the latest model.

Kyoya had read all the diary entries from beginning to the latest one. It began when Harley described an strange meeting with a blond crying blue eyed girl named Areily. They had quickly became friends. Harley had written about Areily:

She's so sweet and humble. It's sad: what her mother did to her and her dad. But I can strangely relate and because of that we have created a stronger bond. I like her alot. I have given her the nickname of little mermaid because I have mistaken her name at first for Ariel the Little Mermaid, and she has a kind of innocennce about her that only something so magical and non exisent in this world should have. She makes me feel accepted and like I'm not some sort of freak because I don't wear pretty clothes like the other girls or that my hair is bushy and I wear my grandpa's old glasses, and that I have to wear braces. I like her. I'm trying to get her to dye her hair blue though.

Harley had then written about her growing friendship with Harley until it became as strong as steel. Then she began to write about a bad tempered blond girl that she had met at the gym Areily took her to:

Gah! She was such an annoying little thing. But I felt something. It was the same thing I had felt when I first met Areily, and I'm not going to be stupid enough to ignore that feeling: The feeling of friendship. I wonder how she will look with pink hair?

Kyoya felt a faint smile grace his lips as he thought about Harley's writing. Informally, she wrote the say way she spoke. The next couple of entries written over courses of months, Harley wrote about her "quest to befriend the midget shrew." It was quite humorous, as if he was reading a comedy novel. After she had befriend Shay, Harley had one entry dedicated to a scare meeting her and Areily had had with a pair of twins:

The girls Areily and I met at the park were identically. Physically they were the same. Yet mentally, I believe, they are different people. The first one, Violet, was obviously the leader of the two, the dominant, alpha. Every move she made was mirrored by the other. Rose was the follower. She looked desperately to her sister for guidance and leadership or possibly something to model herself after.

They tried to trick me by switching their names. But I'm not that stupid. I knew that they were playing a game as soon as they introduced themselves. Areily didn't notice. I hope she does soon since she invited them to her birthday party which her father is making a big deal for her. I hope that the day will come when they realize what they have to offer to the world. That they were two different and unique people, not one person in two bodies. I want to be the one to do this. To make them into two people with different personalities.

Kyoya was slightly impressed that under Harley's goofy and somewhat stupid facade was a wise young girl that was beyond her years. The nest entires described the "journey to make one person in two bodies into two different people." Kyoya had to admit that in someway she had done what Tamaki had done to Hikaru and Kaoru. Those two, goofy and ridcioulous and overbearing as they are, were possibly the one two people that Kyoya actually loved.

Despite this knowledge of Harley as a person, Kyoya was still at a lost as to what to do with her. Should he ignore the debt that her and her friends had gathered? Should he pay the debt himself and tell her? Anything to make the guilt of causing such distress to the girl. But he still had to maintain his 'Shadow King' reputation. He couldn't allow others to think that Kyoya Ootori had gone soft. Also a part of him had enjoyed having Harley be submissive to him and obey his commands because of the debt. After a moment of thinking Kyoya had decided. He would pay off her debt in order to eliminate his guilt, but he would not tell her that the debt was paid. This way his reputation was unmarked and he could control her. Kyoya smirked as one problem was eliminted. Now what should he do with the magical apple in his hand?

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Shay was enjoying her date with Mitsukuni. Yes, you heard right. Shay is having a date with Honey and it's a damn good one at that. After the two had left, Honey had taken her to one of those fancy pants rich people resturants that had the finest cake and dessert selection in Tokyo. She knew there was a reason why she like Honey.

They had eaten a small dinner and then bought and ate half of the desserts on the menu. Sometimes, having a fast metabolism can be a blessing. Afterwards, Honey had taken her on a walk through a flower garden that he had privately rented for an hour. This all happen whille Shay was wearing flip flops, sweatpants, and an Elmo t-shirt. Being the date of a rich heir had its perks. But that wasn't why Shay was head over heels for Mitsukuni.

It began when she first saw him at the airport. Physically, he was prefect to her. Back in New York, no boy wanted to date her because they thought she was too small and too short. Yet to Honey she was a prefect size. It also helped that he is extremely good looking.

Then she discovered that they both shared the love of cake and all things sweet. At first Shay was amused with Honey's innocence and good boy ways, but then she cracked the surface. Under the sugar and fluff is a man, an eighteen year old man. He was always kind and gentlemen like, but in private when they had the secret conversations that not even Mori or Kyoya knew about, Shay was greeted with Mitsukuni, not Honey or Hunny or Hon-Hon.

It began with a small crush. Before she got to know him more, Shay just found Honey cute and that's all. But then when she was introduced to Mitsukuni, she could honestly say that she was falling in love with him.

She doubted herself in the beginning, saying that it was just puppy love and not to get her hopes up. Mitsukuni was a heir of a wealthy family that had been living in Japan for centuries for god's sake. She was just the daughter of a poor immigrant Danish couple who had died and left her to live with her elderly grandparents. There was no way in the world, in the universe that Honey could be remotely interested in her when he could have any girl.

Then he asked her to be his girlfriend.

Actually, he had asked if he could court her. Because Shay had read many royal romance novels (tell anyone and she will use your intestines for jump rope) she knew what he meant. That was a couples of days ago, and this was there first technical date. Damn, she had a boyfriend. And no one but her and Honey knew.

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Yeah, I know, it's short and ya'll hate me because I haven't updated in ages. I just realizes that it's been a year with this fanfiction, and all you loving people are still reading and reviewing. It makes me so happy to see people that have been reviewing since the beginning until know. Damn, I can't believe that ya'll still like this fanfiction despite that I update slower than I sloth...But a few days ago I got a private message from KokiriForest demanding that I update so I did :).

Now here is the important question. I bet a ton of you want to Kyoya to eat the apple while others don't but others want him to do something else etc etc etc.

So I set up a poll on my profile which will allow you to vote whether Kyoya should eat the apple, not eat it, give it to Mori (don't ask) or other (if you choose other you have to send me a private message telling me what your idea is). Or if you're like me and you like to read fanfictions on your iPhone, you can just leave me a review saying your choice but if you do you let other people see your "vote" while the poll and private messaging while leave everything anonymous ;)

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