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It's Just Good Business	By : Desert_Mango Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 13254 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: To my first reviewer AkimiB; I devote this chapter to you! And humbly beg for your forgiveness as to its length. Please be patient; the next chapter will be longer.

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Chapter Three: "All or nothing."

"My money's on Kyoya." Stated the Hitachiin brothers, in their usual way of perfect unison. No one argued with them.

It seemed as though time had stood still for the seven people occupying music room number three. It was not often that Kyoya opened questioned Tamaki's decisions; especially with an audience present. History had shown that if Kyoya had a problem, he either kept it to himself; or manipulated Tamaki until he got what he wanted.

Now, however, he regarded the blonde with an almost challenging look in those dark, midnight eyes. The rest of his appearance seemed calm and collective; just as anyone would have expected from him. He sat comfortably, still keeping that smirk off his face. Angering Tamaki would do no good. All Kyoya wanted to do, was prove his point.

Tamaki, however, was not so cucumber calm. The anger had coloured his cheeks, giving them a rosy hue. It was the same emotion that filled those captivating, amethyst pools. The tip of his tongue darted quickly over his lips as he finally responded to Kyoya's question.

"When we agreed to that, Haruhi was not part of the equation."

"She is now." Replied Kyoya, a sharp edge creeping into his words. "You made her a part of this when you made her a Host. Are you going back on that now, Tamaki?"

Haruhi's gasp shifted the room's attention to her. It didn't matter that she had no clue what they were arguing about. There was no way she was giving up her role as a Host. There was no other way she was going to repay her debt, if she didn't keep her position in the club. Catching Kyoya's gaze first, she watched the fleeting amusement skip across his eyes; and Haruhi realized Kyoya shared her thoughts. It was unsettling for her, so she moved to focus on someone less intimidating.

"Don't I get a say in this, Sempai?"

It was a fair question, and obviously not one Tamaki had been expecting; based on how quickly that anger turned to surprise. "But Haruhi," he whined softly. "I don't want you involved. You're far too innocent - and what sort of father would I be if I allowed you to change that?"

"Haruhi's right though Boss." Kaoru commented, his words delivered on a calming, soothing tone. "She does have the right to know what she's getting in to."

Nods of agreement moved through the group; and Tamaki sighed heavily in defeat. There was no sense in continuing his objection when it was so clear he had already been over-ruled. Silently begging for the strength to get him through this, he gestured to an empty chair.

"Haruhi, you're going to want to sit down. Hikaru, Kaoru, this was your idea..."

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Haruhi sat in stunned silence, trying to make sense of what she'd just been told. A part of her was in denial that such a group of charming, polite young men could be involved in such a thing. Another part of her wanted to run screaming for the hills. How had such an idea come to be in the first place?!

She was aware of the blush on her cheeks, and did nothing to hide it. There were many appealing visuals that came from what the brother's had to say; much to Haruhi's discomfort. Granted no specific details had been given; keeping to Kyoya's insistence for confidentiality, but that did nothing to ease her wild imagination.

Feeling all six eyes firmly upon her, Haruhi swallowed the lump of disbelief from her throat and summoned her voice back from where it had fled to the pit of her stomach.

"I," pausing to nibble her bottom lip, she tried to organize her thoughts, "don't really know what to say." Well, at least that was honest. And a full sentence.

"That was to be expected." Kyoya's response was dry, spoken in his usual tone. "It might be easier if you start with your questions."

"That is, if you have any." Added Hikaru casually.

Haruhi sighed, her eyes dropping to the neatly stacked pile of desires. She did have questions. Lots of them, actually. Just like her thoughts however, they were all mixed together and unclear. Perhaps insisting to know had been a bad idea. Regardless of how many times she mentally scolded herself; she could not shake her imaginative images. And now that she knew the club's little secret, could she willingly be a part?

Though her sexual experience was quite limited, the prospect of being physical with another woman did not put her off. Male or female partner, kissing and touching were still kissing and touching. In the end, the desired results were still the same. Great. Now she was thinking like Kyoya-sempai.

Lifting her hand, she brushed some loose hair from her eyes. If this was how the Host Club was spending their extra time, who was she to complain? She was a natural at verbal romance; could physical really be that different? She brought her eyes from the envelopes, passing over everyone else to rest on the one person she knew would understand.

Kyoya regarded Haruhi's new-found look of determination, and responded with the faintest whisper of a smile. "Does this mean you're committed then, Haruhi?"

She nodded, and his smile bloomed a little bit more.

"Good. Then gentlemen, let's get down to business."

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A/N: Another quick shout-out to Lady E; my savior with the red pen and to you, my readers! Over 200 hits, I’m flattered! As always thoughts, opinions and reviews are welcome!

Thank you so very much for reading – And being patient with me while I fixed my formatting issues!
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