Confessions of a Shadow King

Most people who knew Haruhi assume that she rarely notices anything. Even her oldest friends from middle school would tell you that she would miss the most obvious things and completely ignore broad hints. What they didn’t know was that it was all a façade. In reality, Haruhi noticed everything. So it was no surprise to her when she found Kyoya’s infamous black book hidden in the one place he thought no one would look.

Haruhi grinned as she held the leather binding in her hands. The leather itself was worn from the constant handling Kyoya bestowed on it, carrying it with him wherever he went so he could protect its secrets. They were spending the summer in Kyoya’s mansion. It was the Host Club’s way of celebrating Hunni and Mori’s graduation from Ouran and Haruhi’s debt repayment. After the Éclair incident, everyone needed the break. Haruhi saw the true sides of every one of the guys she had grown to love as brothers, but the most shocking was Kyoya.

Haruhi recalled the pained look on Kyoya’s face when he heard Tamaki’s decision to disband the Host Club, and the look of rage when he was thwarted by his families own secret police force when he tried to get his best friend back. She gained a new respect for Kyoya Otori that day, but her curiosity was eating away at her. Although he was relieved that Tamaki had returned, she had never seen him write so furiously when he had a moment to himself.

She heard footsteps approaching her location and decided to make a run for her room, where she could read the secrets of Kyoya’s mind.

She locked the door behind her and closed the blinds that showcased the brilliant sunset outside her window. She looked around the room for intruders out of habit, since Hikaru and Kaoru liked to pop in on her unexpectedly she was grateful that Kyoya had provided her with the lockable room. With a sigh of relief, Haruhi opened the leather book and read the first page…

Day One:

Tamaki has done it again. The bumbling boob has created the first female host for our club… and doesn’t even realize it. The poor girl just came to study, but Tamaki’s charm forced her to bump into one of our expensive vases. She is now working to pay it off. Good luck to her, she’s obviously the honor student I have heard so much about which means that she will be here for quite some time… still she is quite attractive… this might be interesting. I wonder how I can profit from this.

Haruhi laughed at the entry, it screamed Kyoya. She flipped and scanned through the pages, reading the ones that stood out the most, like Hikaru’s growing feelings for her, and one she was slightly curious about… that stormy night at the Nekozawa mansion….

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