The wind rolled through the beach. Shivers ran up Kyoya's spine as he continued digging holes in a desperate search for his glasses that had been missing for over 24 hours now. How could he, someone so professional, be so stupid as to lose his glasses? It was her fault, and now he couldn't even see her – in more than one way.

He was going to kill those impudent Hitachiin twins. Who do they think they are, stealing his girl? He was going to make them suffer. In a second, he had come up with over ten ways on how to kill the twins. Which one should he choose? The peeling of the skin idea sounded nice, but it didn't seem to meet the requirements. He'd have to find another way that did meet the requirements, but first came the glasses.

"Kyoya, would you like a hand?" Said man looked up to see a certain blonde standing on the top of the hill, his eyes refusing to meet Kyoya's. Kyoya smirked to himself, but removed the smile before Tamaki could notice it, "That would be nice, Tamaki." He hadn't expected the blonde to come help him, especially after finding out that his 'daughter' had been taken away by those annoying twins. Ah, thinking about them brought anger to his heart.

Tamaki slid down the sand dune and dusted himself of the loose sand, "I noticed you seemed a little stressed when you left their mansion. I then remembered you didn't have your glasses." Kyoya looked over at the idiotic blonde. How could he not notice his glasses? They were his most noticeable feature, at least which was what he had believed.

He watched silently as Tamaki sunk his fingers into the soft sand. Once again the wind blew through, only this time slightly harder. Both boys shaded their eyes from the sand that had been picked up by the breeze and was now flying in their direction. Kyoya let his hand down too quickly and the last remnants of the flying sand had successfully hit his eye. Kyoya gasped in pain and instinctively reached up to wipe the sand out, forgetting that his hand was covered with wet sand from digging deep into sand that had only recently been released from the tide that was still inching it's way back down.

Tamaki looked up at the scream that was released from Kyoya's throat. One of the maids came running down upon hearing the sound and was surprised to see her master, laying on his back, forcing himself to not rub the sand out of his eyes and Tamaki sitting beside him, wiping his eyes with a wet cloth. The maid sighed and walked over to the stone stairs and stepped down one at a time, with each step grabbing a different piece of equipment useful for removing sand from the eyes.

Turning around, Tamaki slid out of the way as the image of the maid was shown. The maid continued walking at a rather slow pace until she was close enough to Kyoya, "Kyoya-sama, you must not be so hasty. Now tell Kaiko everything that happened." Tamaki stood up and nodded, leaving the scene finding the need for alone-time was required for Kyoya.

Kyoya merely sat up and allowed Kaiko clean out his eyes as he began retelling the happenings of the last few days, leaving out the details of the sex he and Haruhi had shared of course.

"Well, do you love her?"

The question astonished Kyoya and he turned in shock at his maid, his eyes red and puffy from the irritation they had just experienced. Then it caught him the answer and upon replying to the question he stood up, about to run to the Hitachiin mansion when he realised he still had not discovered his glasses whereabouts.

He sighed and fell to his knees, searching through the sand once again. Now because he needed to have the discussion with his maid, Tamaki had left. He turned when he heard laughter and was shocked to see glasses being held by Kaiko, "I noticed you were missing your glasses. Lucky I have a spare. But Kyoya-sama, you must remember to keep hold of those. If you lose them…"

Her eyes widened slightly as Kyoya snatched the glasses from her and began walking away, obviously knowing what she was going to say next. Kaiko giggled again, "…Your father will murder you."

Kyoya sat in the limousine, watching the scenery come and go as they drove down the streets towards the Hitachiin mansion. The glasses were similar to his old pair, but they weren't exactly the same and his vision was disturbed slightly. He sighed as the sights switched between a nice clear view to a blurred one. It was beginning to test his patience, and it was already tested enough right now.

He was on the verge to throwing his spare glasses out the window, but he forced himself to remember that they were better than not having any at all. He'd locate his proper ones after he got Haruhi back in his arms.

Startled by the sudden stop of movement, Kyoya quickly opened the door before the chauffeur could and ran inside the gates, that were conveniently open, and towards the front door. He rounded a corner and fell back as he bumped into none other than Haruhi. The girl turned and looked down at Kyoya, "Ah, Kyoya. What are you doing here?" She asked her face full of confusion. The fact that she didn't realise his love for her was kind of painful, but he put the thought aside and returned to a standing position. Dusting the dirt from his clothes and readjusting his annoying spare glasses, Kyoya looked down at Haruhi.

The night sky was beginning to darken. Haruhi and Kyoya just continued staring at each other, even when the clouds covered the moon and made it impossible to see. That was until Kyoya was knocked back and Haruhi was pulled away. Before Kyoya could grab the culprit, they had both jumped back with Haruhi in their arms. He recognised the voices right away as they spoke in unison.

"Haruhi is ours. We're not giving her up to someone like you who only believes her to be a sex toy." Kyoya couldn't argue back right away at the twins, because they had a point. Up until now he had only looked at Haruhi as a sexy girl that he loved to dress in revealing clothes then having a fun game with. He had never once said he loved Haruhi and he had been in complete control.

But even though this was the truth, that was then and this was now. He wasn't going to let them take her away. Unless she wanted them to, and if that were the case, he would make sure she knew how he felt about her.

The clouds released the moon and let its beams lighten the scenery slightly and now Kyoya could see Hikaru and Kaoru, holding Haruhi tightly. Haruhi seemed to just be in pure confusion, not knowing what was going on. He watched as Kaoru whispered something in her ear and then as Hikaru nodded. His heart clenched as she laughed at whatever they said, and they laughed with her.

His heart was in pain at this sight, but he wasn't going to have any regrets, no matter the outcome, "Haruhi."

That caught her attention luckily and she was now looking at him directly. The twins gripped tighter and she sighed at their reaction. Kyoya had a feeling she wasn't exactly hating the gesture though.

"I love you."

Kaoru and Hikaru stared in shock at Kyoya and Haruhi was expressionless. Quickly she shaded her eyes before pulling from the twins grip. Kyoya let his hopes rise as she began walking towards him, only to have them disappear as quickly as they had come. She was walking straight past him and out the gates, ignoring anything said after that – from both him and the twins.

Kyoya looked down at the ground, his glasses falling off his face and hitting the cement, effectively cracking them. The twins turned and began walking back inside, hiding the tears that were forming in their eyes. Kyoya grunted as something hit his head and hit the ground. A smashing sound was heard and he found his proper glasses, lying on the cement, broken.

Nothing was going right tonight.

Haruhi sat on her bed, rubbing her head furiously. She had never been this confused in her life and she was at a loss on wondering what to do now. Her father was out late tonight and she couldn't go to him for advice. Hikaru and Kaoru were probably upset now because of her sudden leave. She felt bad, but the feeling was worse when she thought about Kyoya and how upset he must be.

But she was unsure on how he truly felt. Did he really love her or was he just using any excuse to have her back? The questions frustrated her and they reminded her of the reason why she never put much thought into anything.

She sat up quickly as the sound of knocking was heard on the front door. She raised an eyebrow and started walking over to the door. It couldn't be her father, because he had the key. If it was Kyoya though she was going to slam the door in his face. She didn't know what she was going to if it were the twins.

Undoing the lock, Haruhi slowly turned the knob and opened the door, looking at the person outside. They stared at each other for a few seconds before the other person began presenting himself, "Oh, my daughter, it's so good to see you home, safe and sound! Those annoying twins didn't do anything to you, did they? If they did I'll-"

"Tamaki, what are you doing here?"

The blonde merely laughed before holding her cheeks, his face going serious, "I heard you were home and I've been worried sick about my daughter for the last few days."

Haruhi sighed at Tamaki. Dramatic as always.

"Also."

She looked up as he continued, unsure of what else he'd say.

"Kyoya seemed upset when I went to see him tonight."

That caught her attention and she went into thought only to have Tamaki begin talking once more, "So I brought him here!"

Haruhi gasped and tried to slam the door closed only to have Tamaki hold it open, his strength overpowering his own. However, he wasn't able to block the kick to the crotch and fell to the ground, squealing. Haruhi tried once more to slam the door closed, but this time Kyoya was the one stopping it. She froze as she noticed the glistening tears rolling down his cheeks.

She knew now that he had been dead serious when he had confessed before. She had hurt him so much, but she was hurting the twins too. She calmed her breathing and tried to speak without stuttering, surprisingly succeeding, "Where are your glasses, Kyoya?"

Kyoya chuckled half-heartedly. He reached out softly and stroked Haruhi's cheek softly and felt the warm blush it emitted. The moment was quickly broken thanks to Tamaki's whines of pain, "Little help… please..?"

Haruhi considered it for a moment before pulling Tamaki inside with the help of Kyoya. Tamaki lay on her bed, an ice pack sitting on his crotch. He occasionally shivered in pain and Haruhi merely apologised once before adding that he shouldn't invite himself over let alone invite someone else over. She didn't believe that Tamaki had heard everything she had lectured to him.

She sighed and left him alone, walking out to the lounge. She looked at Kyoya, who was staring out the window and at the night sky. Haruhi sighed and sat beside him, "Did you mean what you said?"

Kyoya didn't say anything but merely wrapped his arm around Haruhi and kiss her forehead, "It took me a while to realise."

Leaning into the embrace, Haruhi felt at peace right now. Tamaki had finally gone silent, probably falling asleep, and she was on the verge herself. Kyoya held her closer, and kissed her head once more before leaning down and kissing her lips. This kiss was different then the other ones they had experienced.

It was full of love. She felt comfortable admitting to herself now that she had loved Kyoya all along.

"Darling, I've retu-" Ranka walked in through the front door, which had been unlocked for an unknown reason. He smiled to himself as he took in the image of Kyoya sleeping on the floor with a sleeping Haruhi in his arms. He walked in her room and growled, kicking the bed, "What are you doing?" Tamaki yelped as he fell off the bed. The argument woke Kyoya and Haruhi up, but they shrugged it off and tried to sleep, ignoring it.

There my last chapter to this fanfic. Sorry I lost my passion for this fanfic and sorry it's short and sorry it's late. My deepest apologies.