… HOLD FIRE! DO NOT THROW THOSE TOMATOES OR SO HELP ME I WILL WITHHOLD THIS CHAPTER! *stares at the readers still holding tomatoes and squeaks as they raise them* Okay! Okay! I'm sorry for not updating. I've been stuck in school work and thus, my insomnia is back and hitting me hard. I'm up till 3 AM tossing and turning, wake up at 4 or 5, and when I get home, I'm out like a light. Wake up, repeat.

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The atmosphere of the restaurant could not have been more romantic. Dimmed lights, candles in glass on the tables, the scent of roses fermenting the air, and the Shadow King by her side. It was quiet. It was intimate. It was actually quite simple for anything than she thought would happen tonight.

With a questioning look on her face at the simple display in front of her, she looked up at her date. He must have noticed, because he smiled secretly and lead her to the hostess podium.

"Table for two. Under Ootori," his baritone voice echoed in the small area between the two. It made Haruhi's head spin. It made her heart hitch and jump into her throat. Even when it wasn't directed at her. Her hands fidgeted with the chiffon on her dress. She did not notice Kyoya's look towards her, nor the sly smirk as he noticed the affect he had on her.

"Oh yes! Here it is!" the high-pitched voice of the hostess brought him back to face the woman as she looked at the register book in front of her. As he watched her, the woman looked up and her breathing hitched in her throat at the very handsome man in front of her. "We can seat you and your…" she looked at Haruhi and smirked, "sister right away."

Kyoya made an annoyed noise in the back of his throat as he reached to Haruhi and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "I am sure my date would appreciate not waiting," he scowled at the hostess. Haruhi giggled quietly as she caught the makings of the Shadow King beginning to form as she watched him glare at the hostess in front of them behind his glasses.

And as expected, the hostess made a quiet squeak in response to the Shadow King's appearance and quickly gathered two menus. With a short "right this way" she led them to the back of the restaurant where it was far more private than the rest of the establishment was.

Without another word, she placed the menus down on the table and bowed quickly, excusing herself to return to her podium. Haruhi smirked as the woman gave her a glare and sat down in the chair that Kyoya had pulled out for her, in a rather graceful move.

Kyoya smiled and took his seat in an equally graceful manner. They had just opened their menus to look at their drink options when a waiter came to their table.

"Hello, welcome to the Quiet Corner, my name is Saku. May I start you off with a couple of drinks?" the waiter asked, not taking his eyes off of Haruhi. She shifted in her seat and cleared her throat, more than a little uncomfortable with his staring.

Kyoya noticed this and scowled at the waiter, his gaze turning dark. "Two waters and a new server," he growled.

Saku cut his eyes to the young Ootori, eyes wide and innocent. "Pardon, sir?"

"I believe you heard me. Your staring is making my date uncomfortable. We would like a new server, or I will get the manager and tell him of what has transpired," Kyoya smirked as he placed his menu down. He could see a spark of fear in the other boy's eyes as he nodded and rushed off to the back.

Haruhi smiled. "Thank you, Kyoya," she murmured shyly as she hid behind the pleather covered menu.

"Of course, Haruhi. I want this night to be perfect, for the both of us," Kyoya said simply as he moved his menu to the end of the table, having already known what he was going to order.

Haruhi followed suit as she picked out one of her favorite dishes she found on the glossy print, lifting her eyes to meet Kyoya's straight on.

"It already is. I am with you," Haruhi replied, just as simply as Kyoya had. He could not stop the smile that graced his face as he ran a hand through his hair, only to have it fall back into its perfect look as it always did.

"I agree. So, Haruhi, why don't you tell me more about yourself?" he asked as he carefully unrolled his silverware and placed them in the order he liked. He was shocked to notice that Haruhi had already done the same thing, each piece laid out in a precise manner, and in a way that reflected etiquette perfection.

"There is not much that you don't know about me already, Kyoya," Haruhi teased as she leaned comfortably back into the plush seat.

They were interrupted by a new waitress who placed their glasses in front of them and asked if they were ready to order. Kyoya motioned for Haruhi to go first, and followed her order with his own. With reassurances that their dinner will be out soon, yeah right, the waitress left. They didn't catch her name, nor did they really care as long as she did nothing inappropriate like the last had.

"I'm sure there are somethings that nobody but you know about yourself," Kyoya smirked as he leaned forward, his elbows braced on the edge of the table. Of course, they were not fully on the table, due to it being rude and inappropriate manners. He rested his chin on his intertwined hands as he locked his eyes with Haruhi's.

Haruhi bit her lip and hummed in thought. "Very well. What I tell you goes no beyond the two of us. I trust that you would keep my secrets to the very end, right?" she asked, a little uncertain.

"Of course. I always will; I just got the chance to court you, I am not an idiot to try to screw that up," Kyoya scoffed, rolling his eyes. Haruhi giggled and placed her curled finger to her mouth to hide the smile that arose.

"I'm sure you won't. Very well, I know you want to know why things have been so strange lately. Well, my grandfather is a very influential man. He has reaches all over the world, and he has been grooming me to be his heir to all that he owns when he decides he wants to retire completely," Haruhi said as she picked at her dress nervously, removing invisible lint from the fabric.

"Well I gathered that much from the limo and from the mysterious phone calls, and how you acted today at the middle school," Kyoya teased, his voice light.

Haruhi blushed and giggled. "You're probably the only one who has actually connected the dots. Everyone else, other than Honey-senpai and possibly Mori-senpai, just think that my family has become more overbearing," Haruhi snickered. Kyoya could not deny that. "But my point is that my real name is not Haruhi Fujioka. It's actually Haruhi Saito," she murmured, tearing her eyes away.

Kyoya could almost feel his entire mind and body shut down at the name. "And your grandfather?"

Haruhi looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Ichirou Saito," she murmured.

This time he knew his entire system shut down as he leaned back in his chair in shock. He could not process exactly who was sitting in front of him.

Then he did. In a completely un-Kyoya manner, he exclaimed, "Your grandfather is Ichirou Saito, of Saito Worldwide! The same industry that owns everything my family, and the others, have?" He stared at her with wide eyes.

"Your family is the one who owns the entirety of Japan?"

Haruhi winced and slowly nodded. "Yes."

So we learn who her mysterious grandfather is, of course it only opens more questions. I promise that answers will come soon… If only people will be patient and hopefully not rip apart the plan I have… Hint hint.

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