Chapter Three: An Ouran Reunion
Title: An Ouran Reunion
Chapter: Three
Author: songofthepoets
Genre: Romance/General
Rating: PG13 (for now)
Characters: Haruhi, Hikaru, Hunny, Kaoru, Kyouya, Mori, Tamaki.
Pairings: Kyouya/Haruhi
Summary: Haruhi returns to the school where she joined the Host Club and fell for the one boy who had introduced it all. She ignored her feelings and now he's married. She has lost her chance, but someone else will admit his feelings for her.



Chapter 3

Haruhi was just about to leave her office when the phone rang. Looking up from her open briefcase, she raised a brow quizzically at the phone. She hadn't been expecting a call so she bit her lip, debating whether or not she should answer it. Just as the phone rang a third time, she decided that it was possibly one of her clients and might be urgent. With a sigh, she reached over the slight mess of notes and papers that littered her desk, picking up the receiver and speaking breathlessly into it.

"Hai, Haruhi Fujioka's office," she said. She felt rather than saw the grin that told her exactly who was on the other line.

"Haruhi, I'm sure you are aware it is Kyouya Ootori. I was just calling to confirm our dinner arrangements for this evening and to ask if their is any particular place you would like to eat."

Haruhi sighed inwardly. She was tired and a little wary but reminded herself that she had decided to give Kyouya a chance, and to forget about Tamaki. Smiling, though not really sure what compelled her to smile when the man on the other line wouldn't see it, she affirmed the date and told him that anywhere was fine with her.

"Very good. I will pick you up at your place in two hours," he said and she could hear the delight in his voice, which caused her to shiver. What was it about him that caused her to react completely different than she had with any other guy in her life (not that there had been many). "Until then,Fujioka-san." Then the click of him hanging up.

Placing the phone back onto it's cradle, she tapped her fingers on her desk. She had two hours to decide what she was going to wear, to shower, and to be ready by the timeKyouya arrived at her apartment .

Snapping her briefcase shut, she mentally asked herself why she had ever agreed in the first place. A date with Kyouya wasn't going to be anything like the few dates she'd been on before. Kyouya was a son of one of the most prominent families in Japan, and there was no doubt that any restaurant he chose would require quite expensive dress. With a groan, she rushed out of her office building and started hurriedly for her apartment a couple blocks away.

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Haruhi finished applying her makeup the moment the buzzer rang. She swore lightly and took a quick look over her evening attire.

She had chosen her simple (but most elegant) black dress and a simple strand of pearls. She always cut her hair short and so that had saved her time emensely, allowing her to do her make up (though she hated wearing the stuff). Adding the little pearl stubs, she grabbed her small black hand bag and slipped on her heels just as a knock came upon her door.

Taking a deep breath, she made her way to the door and opened it, her eyes falling upon the sharply dressed man standing in her door frame . She stood still as his eyes took her in and felt her cheeks heat slightly at the approval in his eyes as they returned to hers. He grinned and offered his arm, which she took, taking the chance to look him over through her lashes.

Kyouya had chosen a black tux with a silver vest and tie. Simple but it was he that made it so elegantly handsome. They set off down the stairs and out of her apartment building, thanking the doorman as he held the door open for the two of them. Kyouya's car was waiting in front of the building and Kyouya released her arm to open the car door for her, shutting it after she slid in and walked around to the other side of the car and sliding in himself, shutting the door as he told his driver they were ready to go.

The ride was an awkwardly silent one. Haruhi didn't like to talk until someone said something first, but Kyouya was obviously not about to start a conversation. As they reached the restaurant, Kyouya opened her car door and offered his arm once more. She cleared her throat as they entered the restaurant, but they were wisked off to a private table near the large window over looking a large fountain outside the moment they reached the seater's podium.Kyouya pulled out her seat and pushed it in once she'd been seated before taking his own seat. With a deep breath, Haruhi looked up at him and smiled.

"Thank you for taking me out to night, Kyouya," she said, and looked around for a moment, searching for something-anything-to say. "Ano, this is a very nice place. Is it one of your favorites?"

Kyouya smiled his signature Shadow King grin and Haruhi knew what was coming. "Ah, my family owns this restaurant.

"Rich bastards," Haruhi groaned. "Is there anything your family doesn't do, Kyouya-san?"

Kyouya laughed, and Haruhi blinked in surprise before slowly smiling. Kyouya hardly laughed and when he did, it always made her smile. Perhaps because it was so rare.

"I'm afraid there is'nt a lot my family does not do," he admitted. "My family is quite large and has been around for quite sometime."

Haruhi nodded and smiled as the waiter came to take their drink order. Both of them answered that they would like a glass of water in unison and laughed lightly as the waiter hurried off for two waters.

"So, Haruhi, what do you think you would like to eat?"

Haruhi picked up her menu and her eyes brightened as she looked it over. "I think I would like to have the giant tuna, if you don't mind."

Kyouya shook his head. "Not at all, Haruhi. This is a date after all. Besides, giant tuna sounds good so I think I might get the same." He set down his menu and folded his hands over it, smiling as he gazed at her. "You look very pretty tonight, Haruhi, if you'll forgive my forwardness."

Haruhi blushed and stared at her menu, shaking her head slightly. "Th-thank you, Kyouya-san. You look very nice as well."

Kyouya smiled and changed the subject to her work as the waiter arrived with the waters and took their order. They traded stories from work until their food came and they ate in comfortable silence, once in a while trading glances.

Haruhi set down her fork with a satiated sigh before taking a sip of water. Kyouya, who had finished moments before, paid and tipped the waiter before standing and moving around the table to pull out Haruhi's seat. Taking her arm gently he lead her back through the restaurant and out of the building.

"If you don't need to be up early tommorow, would you like to take a small walk through the park half a block from here?"

Haruhi looked up at him and smiled. "Yes, I'd like that."

They set off and entered the park, making small talk and becoming increasingly more at ease around one another. Haruhi was even able to make Kyouya laugh a couple of times. Instead of taking his car, Kyouya walked her to her apartment building and up to her apartment. They set a day for another date and Haruhi surprised herself, as well as Kyouya, when she stepped up to him and pressed a soft kiss upon his lips. Kyouya's surprise was shortlived, however, and he pulled her into a deeper kiss before releasing her.

"Good night, Haruhi," he said, his voice slightly deeper. Haruhi shivered slightly and whispered a goodnight in return before unlocking her apartment and entering, shutting the door behind her. Pressing her fingers to her lips, she slightly wondered if she should have invited him in.