Just a reminder, I still don't own Ouran. Only the Quints and Kyle. Plus a few more OCs...

We managed to get in and out rather quickly, we decided it was safer to go back to his house and not deviate from our original plans more than we already had.

His brother was still expecting me, but at least now I wouldn't owe him anything and I could easily pretend to be interested in his work while knowing that I had what I needed. And I was right. Soo Jin, or Suyuri as the documents called her, was our sister.

At least I thought I could handle it, but apparently being much younger than him didn't stop him from flirting with me. It felt gross and he had brought me flowers for some reason that I couldn't fathom.

I hated all this, I hated kissing up to Akito Otori and acting for a part I didn't want, but most of all I hated how Kyoya looked at me when I arrived back to his room with the flowers he brought for me in my hand.

"Those seem nice," Kyoya said drily as he wrote in that little black book of his. Though it seemed that he was not making much of a reaction, I have come to know his little quirks and subtle hints at his true sentiments. And at the moment, he is screaming disapproval with the quiet strokes he made with his pen.

Instead of answering out loud, I simply nodded. Though it seemed like he was not able to see me, I knew that he caught the movement from the way his fingers rubbed the pen before writing again.

Argh, I hated the look on his brother's face once he handed me the flowers. The one that quite clearly said 'This should win you over.' He made me feel dirty and it took all my willpower not to slap him for dragging his finger down my cheek. But I couldn't stop my flinch.

"Think of how much worse it would have been if he arranged for you to have the file. It's done now, Sara."

I quickly swiveled toward him to, I don't know retort, but after the encounter with his brother, I just didn't want to speak. He was right to talk some sense into me. I would have regretted owing Ootori Akito, but I could live with owing Kyoya, and despite my initial worries he never asked whose records I was looking at. Now I just needed to figure out what to do about Soo Jin/Suyuri. Did I ruin her life? Was I going to be the reason she and her sister would lose their livelihood?

From the corner of my eye, I saw him glance over at me and sigh. "You have that look on your face again."

"What look?" I immediately demanded. Smoothing my facial expression was nearly second nature to me now so I didn't have to think about it much to accomplish it.

"The one you cleared away just now." He put down his book and openly stared at me now inquisitively. "You looked distressed more than I thought you would be, are you sure you feel well? You allowed me to call you only by your name just now, no honorifics." Did he? I hardly noticed.

"Is this a confession now?" I went over to a nearby seat and plopped down, letting my hair spill over the back of it. I was exhausted. This was ridiculous. I needed an outlet for all this pent-up aggression and fatigue before I went insane. When I was younger and not so guilty, I would play the piano. Was that still an option? Quickly I decided that yes it was an option and my fingers moved on their own as if they were calling out for the keys.

Should I just ask to use his piano? He knew I still played, but he didn't know how much I enjoyed it; or how much I needed it. But he would soon if I asked to play. I rubbed my temples and exhaled loudly.

"It's done now, you can rest." He told me as if I'd forgotten. Was he eager to get rid of me now? I supposed that was preferable since I could go home and to my room and pull out my piano mat. I could imagine the crystal clear notes ringing in the air and my fingers gliding across the smooth ivory keys in the privacy of my bedroom. It took all of my remaining willpower not to smile.

But I did let out a content sigh, "I realize that. I will call my-"

"I can drive you." He interjected before I could fish out my phone from my pocket.

My hand was still in my pocket when I paused to consider his offer. I could be home faster, but then he would continue to ask me questions- or worse, continue his silent disapproving attack. It was annoying and I didn't like it when he acted self-righteous. "I don't wish to trouble you. We still have our separate portions of the assignment to do and I'm sure you would like to get started."

Kyoya was already reaching for his jacket, "I insist."

Why was I not surprised? It wasn't as if he listened to me when his mind was already made.

I was not going to win this battle, not in the state I was in so I would allow him to take me home. I felt as if I had given him a lot of allowances today. I was not quite sure that I was comfortable with that, especially when I needed to be on my guard.

"It's no trouble for me to call my driver. It is his job to take me home after all." I said that, but I'd already taken my hand out of my pocket without pulling out my phone.

The action was not lost on Kyoya who nodded to the door. "Don't forget your bag."

I reached for it just as he exited the room. As I gathered my things, I could hear some muffled conversation but I couldn't figure out who was speaking. Then a feminine face poked her head into the room.

She didn't say anything as we stared at each other. Finally, I returned to packing my things away as I asked, "Can I help you?"

"You're Kyoya's little friend Kobayashi-san, yes?"

Her voice was sweet, and I can vaguely remember it telling her father she was leaving. Ah, this was his sister. "I suppose you could call us friends, yes I am Kobayashi Sara. I believe we have met before at a dinner at my home."

Once I was done with my packing, I lifted my head in time to see her nod. "I remember you. But not really- you look a lot like your sisters."

"Fumi." Kyoya's voice was soft but stern. "I said we were leaving."

She waved away his comment as if it didn't matter. "Shh, we're talking Kyoya."

It was amusing, to say the least. Her gesture to her younger brother was done as if it was a regular thing. "Yes, well I was in the blue."

"Oh that dress was so pretty." She sighed and leaned against the door frame. "I looked in stores and asked designers about it but no one has it."

"My sister designed it especially for me. But I have a feeling that she'll have it out soon. I can tell Ootori-san how to obtain one if you are still interested in having it."

Her face lit up and she smiled at me with uncontrollable excitement. "Oh really? Yes, I would like that." She turned around, I assumed to face her brother. "Kyoya you better tell me the minute Kobayashi-san tells you."

"Yes, Fumi." He sighed audibly, but it didn't actually sound like he minded too much. Did he have a soft spot for his sister?

"Don't roll your eyes at me little brother." She playfully scolded and by this time I was heading to the door so I could see her shake a finger at him. "She'll never be interested in you if you show that you don't respect your sister."

I smirked before saying lightly, "shall I call my driver? It seems that you may need to stay here for a lesson on respect."

Kyoya's eyes darted over to my direction. "I assure you that won't be necessary."

"He really is sweet once he stops pretending to be cold." His sister commented to me with another casual smile. "But I'm guessing that you know that already."

"I wasn't aware he acted that way outside of the Host Club," I commented tonelessly just as my phone buzzed. The name on the screen just won me our wager.

"It's Suzette." I informed Kyoya with a small smile. "I told you there would be no peace."

He nodded, as if acknowledging defeat. "You did. What were the terms of our wager again?"

"I believe it was no hosting for a week."

"That cuts into profits. I shouldn't have agreed to that." he muttered to himself before taking out his black book from his back pocket. But there was a tiny twitch to his lips, almost as if he was amused by my answer.

I answered my phone and said, "As soon as I get home you may complain as much as you wish. You helped me out of hosting for the next week."

"Umm, okay. Yes, he was annoying but there is something else you need to know. I'm leaving for an hour with Julia and the twins' mother for a late-night session. There is a problem with the designs and things but father wanted a meeting with me-"

I could feel my blood draining from my face. "Oh?" I rubbed my smooth skin almost protectively. "I can cover for you Suzette."

"You can?" She sounded delighted. "Thank you Sara darling! I'll see you soon!"

The dial tone rang in my ear for a good minute before I was able to move again. I clutched the files in my hand and silently begged that they had the answer I needed so that I wouldn't have to feel this way.

I hated feeling scared.

Sakura's POV

Mori remained silent while I quietly chatted about my day with him.

I had been more and more comfortable with talking ever since that day Kyle and his family came back to Japan. I have to be more communicative when Kiki or Mia want to play or else they get bored. With Mori, I didn't have to talk I could just share the silence with him but when I did feel like talking he listened. And he would even add to the conversation if he really felt like it.

"Sara didn't come to dinner last night," I told him with a small triumphant smile. "She had dinner with Kyoya."

This got his full attention. "Oh?"

I nodded and then picked a flower by our feet. "She had to see father after he drove her home though. She ended up staying at his mansion instead of ours. Have you seen her today?" Father was frightening me more and more. Just the thought of Sara having to go to his house alone frightens me and I shake visibly, the flower quivers in response.

"No." He answered before taking the flower out of my hands and examining it. "Pretty."

Again I nodded, but this time to show my agreement. He twirled it between his large fingers that I found so strong and comforting. After one more twirl, he reached over to me and placed the flower in my hair, tucked behind my ear.

His hand slipped from the flower to the side of my face and he smiled at me. "Prettier."

I blushed and wanted to dunk my head away, but I forced myself to meet his eyes. I refused to be shy around him, I wanted to trust him completely and that means believing him when he said things like that. "You're sweet."

"You're beautiful." And when he said that, I knew somehow that he wasn't just talking about the way I looked. The way his eyes stared straight into mine told me that he was looking deeper, or at least trying to. He leaned into me and gently rested his forehead on mine. "Host club today?"

"Do you want me to come?" I asked quietly. He nodded, his skin rubbing against mine as he did it. It shouldn't have felt this nice, but it did and I found myself more and more unwilling to move. I never wanted to skip class more.

I wanted him to keep looking at me like I was the most special person in his world and like he never wanted to let me go. I felt so safe with him and increasingly sure of my feelings for him. Moments like these were getting harder and harder to come by, especially since Hunny could not take a hint and leave us alone.

I adored him, but he never left Mori's side. Perhaps he needed to get a girlfriend of his own; the thought of Hunny feeling as happy as I did whenever Mori was near made me smile.

"Tell me something," I asked in a breath.

"What do you want to know?" He asked softly, his thumb languidly stroked the cheek his hand was cupping. His eyes were trained on me, but they were gentle and loving.

"Anything." I answered closing my eyes and leaning into him.

Our noses brushed and he sighed happily, "I don't want to go to class."

I let out a short, surprised laugh and shook my head. He and I were so in sync, I couldn't believe I ever wasted all that time at the beginning mooning over Tamaki. Obviously Takashi was the one for me. I wondered if he would let me call him that?

He tucked his hand under my chin and whispered, "I didn't say anything funny."

"I was thinking the same thing." I told him in the same tone. "I-" I stopped myself and dropped my gaze down to the ground.

Mori dropped his hand and I could feel his stare but I didn't lift my head.

I was going to say that I loved him. The realization hit me harder than I expected, I knew I cared deeply about him but I didn't think I fully realized just how much I do.

"Sakura?"

That did it. I raised my head up and met his confused gaze. If he was going to say anything, he was never going to get the chance to because I after I saw the concerned glint in his eyes I closed the space between us and kissed him.

I finished another chapter and it didn't take a month! Yay! Well, let's see if I can do it again!

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