Shadows & Roses

Calls & Letters

3rd POV

Kyoya sat tapping away at his computer. He was working on an essay for his physics class which would be done soon. The sooner he finished the sooner he could get to the figures he needed to work on for the Host Club. A bout of the flu was going around and the number of their customers had dwindled.

If that wasn't bad enough Haruhi was just the first club member to come down with it. Both Mori and Hikaru were sick at home for the week. This resulted in even lower profits since the 'twincest' act wasn't as strong with only Karou and they had lost the large number of Mori's fans. Thankfully he was an efficient accountant or the club would've fallen to ruin already.

He had just typed the last line of his paper when his phone when off in his desk drawer. Pulling it out opened the message, not even needing to look at the number. There was only one person that it could be.

He and Sora had both gotten a second phone, choosing to purchase cheap disposable ones from a commoner store. Only the other person had the number so it could be no one else.

From: SoraI love you.

From: KyoyaI love you too. Are our plans still on for tomorrow night?

From: SoraYes. According to everyone but you, me and Haruhi, I will be going with her and her father on a holiday. I am free until I'm supposed to be home on Sunday.

From: KyoyaGood. I look forward to our time together. I'm sure you'll enjoy everything I have planned.

From: SoraOoh…I can't wait! This will be our best anniversary to date.

From: KyoyaAgreed. Now I had better get back to these figures. If not the Host Club won't be able to afford to open for business next week.

From: SoraI can only imagine how devastating that is would be for the girls at school. The halls would flood with tears. I should go to bed anyhow. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you.

From: KyoyaGoodnight. Love you too.

The next day would mark the 6 month anniversary of the day they had gotten back together. They celebrated each month which in all honestly seemed absurd to both of them but they nonetheless did.

Both Honey and Mori had recently graduated from Ouran. That left the two of them with only a year more to be together. The date for the wedding had been set over a month before and was just 2 weeks after she, himself and Tamaki were set to graduate. SWith the limited time they had they wanted to enjoy everything they could.

He had made extensive plans for the next day. His father was out of town and Fuyumi was back at her house with her husband Shiro who had recently returned from business. That left Kyoya the house to himself.

Tamaki and the twins had been threatened that if they disturbed his 'studying' this weekend they would pay dearly. Thankfully Honey and Mori were agreeable enough to agree without him having to stoop to such things. With the ruse about a holiday with Ranka and Haruhi to an undisclosed location things were also assured that they wouldn't randomly appear at Haruhi's and discover that Sora wasn't there either. It was all going to go perfect.

Just as he was storing the second phone back in the drawer he heard his other phone go off. Reaching into his pocket he fished it out and saw it was his lawyer.

The team of lawyers that the Otori's kept on retainer was currently working on filing a lawsuit against the patisserie that had nearly cost Sora her life. They periodically sent him an update on the progress of the case however he had just received one a few days previous. He hadn't expected another one so soon.

"Kyoya Otori." he answered.

"Hello Mr. Otori this is Saku Hamaguchi from the law firm." the voice on the other end said.

"Yes. Hello Mr. Hamaguchi, how is everything going with our lawsuit?" Kyoya replied.

"Everything is going well but recently we have acquired some information that I believe that you should know." Mr. Hamaguchi replied.

"Information? What kind?" Kyoya asked.

"Well one of the workers at the patisserie came forward and admitted that he was the one that put the coconut in the cake." he replied.

"Isn't that good? Now we can show the negligence of their staff which would only confirm our lawsuit." Kyoya replied.

"Yes it would Mr. Otori but unfortunately it wasn't negligence." Mr. Hamaguchi replied.

"It was deliberate?" Kyoya asked his eyes widening.

"I'm afraid so Mr. Otori. He said that he was paid by a young woman to slip the coconut into the shipment of cakes that were going to be delivered to Ouran Academy to for the Host Club. She didn't say why, never gave a name and paid in cash." Mr. Hamaguchi sighed.

"Damn it." Kyoya cursed.

"I called so that you could warn Ms. Nishimura that we believe that the coconut was put in the cakes specifically to target her. She needs to be careful." Mr. Hamaguchi said.

"I'll warn her." Kyoya nodded.

"Good. If I find anything else out I'll make sure to fill you in." Mr. Hamaguchi said.

"Thank you." Kyoya replied and hung up.

He was reaching for his other phone when suddenly the one in his hand started ringing and he saw it was Haruhi.

"What is it Haruhi? This is a very bad time." Kyoya replied.

"I'm sorry Kyoya-Sempai but I have something I think you should see." Haruhi replied.

Ten Minutes Earlier…

Haruhi sat stretched out on her bed solving problems from her Trigonometry book. She was looking forward to the weekend and wanted to make sure that she had everything she needed done so she could have free time.

Thanks to Kyoya-Sempai and Sora she was going to finally have a weekend where she wouldn't find herself wrapped up in some sort of strange plan or dragged off to some random place. No…Tamaki, Karou and Hikaru thought she was headed off with her father and Sora for a girls weekend. Sure she felt a little guilty lying to them but she did honestly need the break and she was happy that Kyoya-Sempai and Sora were going to get time to spend together.

Recently Honey-Sempai and Mori-Sempai had graduated and she knew that they were scared of the fact they had only a year before the wedding. She really couldn't blame them for wanting to spend every moment they could together.

Haruhi finished the final equation and closed her book. At that moment a long hot shower sounded good so after putting her things into her bag she stood up and grabbed her pajamas before heading for the door of her room. Just as she opened it though she came face to face with her father.

"Oh! I was just about to knock!" Ranka smiled at his daughter.

"Aren't you supposed to be heading to work Dad?" Haruhi asked looking at the clock.

"I am. I just wanted to give this to you. A nice man just dropped it off for you. What is it? An invitation from one of your friends at school?" Ranka asked.

Haruhi looked at her Dad and could practically see the vision running through his head. It involved dragging her to the nearest Shopping Center to try on dozens of clothes they couldn't afford in order to find the perfect outfit for the party.

"I don't think so. This is too thick to be an invitation of any sort." Haruhi frowned.

"It's not a love letter from the hooligan Tamaki is it?" Ranka asked raising one his perfect arched eyebrows, one manicured hand clutching the doorframe.

"No Dad. This isn't Tamaki-Sempai's handwriting." Haruhi replied rolling her eyes.

"Hmm…okay then. I'll see you in the morning sweetheart. Love you." Ranka said and pecked Haruhi on the head.

"Bye Dad, love you too." Haruhi replied and looked back down at the letter.

The only writing on it was her name which was printed on a label that was pasted on the front. It was a normal envelope, nothing fancy which meant it couldn't be from anyone in the Host Club. With a shrug she turned it over and ripped it open.

She pulled out the letter and read:

This is a warning.

If you care about your friend Misora at all you should tell her to watch her back.

She's messing with the wrong people.

I know what she's doing.

I know that they're together.

I know that you know that they're together even if no one else does.

She can't have him.

He's mine.


If she doesn't back off now she'll learn just what happens when you mess with what belongs to someone else.

She can consider that coconut in her cake a warning.

Next time she won't wake up.

Haruhi's eyes grew wide as she read it. Someone was out to get Sora and it seemed that they knew that Sora was in a relationship with Kyoya. She had to warn them.

She grabbed the phone the twins had given her and called Kyoya. He would be the one that would know what to do.

The phone rang twice before Kyoya picked it up.

"What is it Haruhi? This is a very bad time." Kyoya said from the other end of the line.

"I'm sorry Kyoya-Sempai but I have something I think you should see." Haruhi replied.

"What is it?" he asked with a sigh.

"Someone sent me a letter and whoever sent it said that they know about you and Sora. And they're not happy about it." Haruhi replied.

"Does that letter mention anything about Sora's accident?" he asked, his voice stern.

"Yeah it does." Haruhi said.

Haruhi heard Kyoya curse from the other end of the line before a few moments of silence lapsed.

"Kyoya-Sempai? Are you still there?" Haruhi asked, afraid that the call may have dropped without her realizing.

"Yes. I'm sending a car for you right now. I want you and that letter here in twenty minutes. Say nothing to anyone Haruhi. Not a word." Kyoya ordered.

"Of course Sempai." Haruhi nodded and hung up.

With a sigh Haruhi grabbed her purse, stuffing the letter inside. She quickly wrote a small note to her Dad just in case something happened and he came home early or somehow she ended up staying the night at Kyoya's house. It didn't seem likely but neither did half the things that happened with the Host Club.

Five minutes later Haruhi got a call from one of the Otori drivers and headed downstairs. Before she knew it she was at Kyoya's house and he met her at the door.

"Let me see the letter." he said holding his hand out.

Haruhi fished the letter out of her bag and handed it to him. Kyoya nodded his thanks and turned and began walking towards his room with Haruhi following.

Once in Kyoya's room Haruhi sat down on the couch and watched as Kyoya began pacing back and forth, muttering to himself as he read and re-read the letter. Finally he sighed and turned to Haruhi.

"Is this all there is?" he asked.

"That's it." Haruhi sighed.

"Well I guess I don't have to tell you that someone put the coconut in the cake with the sole purpose of causing harm to Sora." Kyoya said looking at Haruhi.

"I gathered that much. Who do you think it could be? And how did they find out about you and Sora?" Haruhi asked.

Kyoya shook his head, "Not a clue. I received a call just before yours from the lawyers that are working on a lawsuit against the people who made the cake Sora ate. They said one of the men that worked there admitted that he had purposely slipped the coconut into the cake. A young woman had paid him in cash to do it."

"A young woman? You don't think it could be one of the clients do you?" Haruhi asked.

"That's what I'm afraid of." Kyoya replied.

"What are we going to do? We can't just let Sora wander around without knowing this can we?" Haruhi said.

"I suppose not. I want you to call her and tell her that you would like to have her come over early to spend the night so she can help you choose what to wear for the trip. You and I will wait at your house for her. Once she arrives we'll come back here. There isn't anywhere safer." Kyoya replied.

"Right." Haruhi nodded and pulled out her phone.

An hour later they were sitting in Kyoya's room with Sora. It had taken almost forever to get her out of her house and to Kyoya's but finally they had arrived.

"Okay so can you guys fill me in on what's going on? I wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow. I mean I don't mind a few extra hours with you Kyoya but it was kind of random." Sora said.

"Sora we think someone might be out to hurt you." Haruhi said.

"What do you mean?" Sora asked her eyes wide.

"The coconut in the cake was not an error. It was deliberately put in the cake to cause a reaction in you. A young woman paid a man to put it in there. We also think the same young woman wrote Haruhi a note threatening you and revealing that she knows of our relationship." Kyoya said.

"We thought you should know." Haruhi replied.

Sora nodded, "I'm glad you told me."

"I'm going to have a few members of my family's police force follow you for now. Whomever this is meant to kill you when they put that coconut in the cake. I don't doubt they'll try something just as dangerous or devious to achieve their ends."

"I don't think it would be wise to tell the others. I know it sounds selfish but I'm not ready for our relationship to end just yet. The only way to have them be fully informed would be to disclose our secret."

"Until we're able to reach the bottom of this I don't want you to eat anything not cooked by people you trust and this includes restaurants. You're not to go anywhere either without informing Haruhi or I." Kyoya instructed.

"Right. Agreed." Sora nodded.

Haruhi looked at Sora for a long moment. The list of demands Kyoya had just made of Sora seemed extensive and Haruhi was slightly stunned that Sora would agree so willingly. Something wasn't right.

From the moment she had climbed in the car with her and Kyoya there had been something just that much off with Sora. She was sure that had Kyoya not been stressed out about the fact that someone was after Sora he would've noticed as well. She was too quiet and too serious for herself.

"Sora? Are you feeling okay? You're not acting like yourself." Haruhi asked looking at her.

"What do you mean?" Sora asked.

"I don't know…agreeing to everything Kyoya's demanding doesn't seem like you. You're trained in self defense and I've seen you handle a knife and fork before. You're not weak and no offence but Kyoya-Sempai but you're making her sound like she's helpless." Haruhi replied.

"I'm not trying to make her helpless. I'm merely looking out for the best interests of the woman I love. She's free to tell me no at any time." Kyoya replied.

"It's okay Haruhi. I think it's probably best that I have all the protection I can get. We can't be sure that this person isn't crazy. Besides…I…I don't think I'm going to be fighting much anymore." Sora replied.

Kyoya looked at Sora, "What are you talking about? Are you giving up Martial Arts?"

Sora gave a small smile and shook her head. With a small laugh she ran her hands though her hair and looked at the both of them.

"I was going to wait until tomorrow to tell you this…" she muttered.

"Tell me what? What's going on?" Kyoya asked.

Sora took a deep breath and looked at her hands, "I probably should've said something a while ago. I just didn't want to say it while we were at the Club or on the phone. I was waiting until we were alone but I guess this is good enough. Haruhi knows everything anyhow."

"Sora what are you talking about?" Haruhi asked.

Sora bit her lip for a moment before looking at them, tears rimming her eyes.

"I'm 2 weeks late." she said.

"L-Late? As in…?" Kyoya asked.

"Yeah," Sora nodded, "I think I'm pregnant."

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