A/N: I do not own Kyoya, Ouran Host Club or any of it really. All of that belongs to Bisco Hatori. The only thing that I can credit to myself is the idea to this little story. Enjoy!

The day started out dreary with a dark overcast. Haruhi Fujioka hoped that today there would not be a forecast of a storm. As she got up and began getting ready for school she kept mentally going over her history notes since she had a test that morning. By the time she was leaving the sky had lightened a little and she hoped that this was a good sign. The walk to the school was uneventful and by the time she reached the doors of school she felt completely confident that she would do well on her test. As she sat down at her desk to study a little more she felt the presence of two people.

"What is it Hikaru," she asked.

"Oh nothing, Haruhi we just wanted to say good morning," he replied.

"Well you've said it, now I'm going to study before the test begins," she replied.

"Haruhi, you're not being any fun right now," Hikaru said starting to pout.

She just shrugged her shoulders and went back to looking over her notes. Hikaru looked at Kaoru who just shrugged and began looking over his notes as well. The test went better than she thought but even after the test she found that she was in an odd mood. It was almost as if she was over-stressed and unhappy even though she had no reason to be. It continued throughout most of the day and she found herself zoning out at times. By the afternoon the mood had still not gone away and at the same time it was raining steadily. As she made her way up the staircase to the Third Music Room she inadvertently ran into Kyouya.

"Oh I'm sorry…OH! Kyouya-senpai," she said startled.

"Haruhi, we might want to try and be aware of our surroundings next time," he said.

She nodded her head and they both continued their way up to the Third Music Room. As soon as they entered Haruhi was swept up by Tamaki. She immediately started to struggle to get away from the hug. After fighting with him for a few moments he finally put her down. She headed into the back part of the room to get everything ready for that afternoon. She was still in her odd mood and was currently contemplating the reasons why she could be in that mood. As she was starting to get the china placed on the table Kyouya began observing her a little more. He knew that Haruhi was never as careless as she had been that day. On her way back to get a few more pieces of the china she looked completely zoned out. Just as she started to reach for another plate a voice from behind stopped her.

"Haruhi, what is wrong with you today"

"I'm…I'm not sure exactly Kyouya-senpai," she whispered.

He led her to the back part of the room away from the others. Haruhi, unsure of his motive, began to stiffen up. He turned her around so that he was looking at her and asked,

"Haruhi, there has to be something. Is it Ranka? Is he ill?"

"No! No, it's nothing like that. I'm not sure I just started feeling this way after my test this morning, and it's not as if the test were hard. I'm just in this odd mood," she replied.

Kyouya nodded his head and started to walk back to his laptop. Before he got too far he turned around and said,

"Haruhi, your father called earlier and he will be running late coming home tonight. He's sure that there is going to be a storm tonight. Due to that fact after Club you will be coming home with me."

All Haruhi could do was nod. 'This day just keeps getting better and better,' she thought to herself.