Hey there! It's me! This is my first Ouran story and I've been working on it for like, ever so, I hope you like it. Me and TehEvilChipmunkMofo decided to branch off the same episode one day in physical scinece, except hers is a little different than mine. So go and read hers also because she's kickass.

This takes place in episode 8 when Kyoya threw Haruhi on the bed after they came back from the beach. You know the scene.

"But Kyoya-sempai, you wouldn't gain any merits from sleeping with me." Haruhi said looking up at him. Kyoya leaned down and kissed her and she gasped. What is he doing? Haruhi thought, confused.

"Kyoya what are you doing?" She asked trying to sit up. Kyoya pushed her back down and pinned her hands above her head with one hand, holding her hands so tight that it hurt.

"Kyoya-sempai..." It was dark but she could still see the deranged glint in his eyes. With his free hand, he reached under her gown and pulled off her underwear. Haruhi froze. She didn't know what to do. Kyoya was her friend. Surley, soon enough, he would stop all this and start laughing and then they'd have something funny to tell the customers. She didn't want to hurt him.

"Stop it!" She yelled, struggling to get her hands free. She decided that this would never be a funny story, no matter when he decided to start laughing. A smirk spread across his lips and he kissed her again. He'll stop. She thought.

"I swear I'll scream!" She said, her voice slightly muffled by his mouth. He covered her mouth and she kicked him in the stomach. He flinched, but it wasn't enough to make him go away. Kyoya slapped her. He yanked her arms and pulled her upright. Haruhi's nightgown was already around her hips and with some difficulty, he lifted it above her head while she tried to get free. In her struggle, her fist connected with his jaw and he punched her back. Kyoya pushed her down and lowered himself on top of her in a way that she was still trapping her, but that he could undo his pants.

"Kyoya please!" Haruhi whispered through her tears. She could've screamed, wanted to scream. If she did that, someone would come rushing in and then what? They'd all been friends before they met her, who would they beleive? Everyone would take pity on her and Tamaki had just scolded her after she wasn't able to take on those boys from the beach. Nothing would be the same. I can handle this and prove myself. She thought. Kyoya sat up just enough and Haruhi rolled off the bed and onto the floor. Just as she got near the door, Kyoya grabbed her leg and pulled her back.

"Stop it." Kyoya said twisting her arm behind her back.

"Ow!" She said trying not to be too loud. Why isn't he stopping?

" I'd hate to have to injure you, Haruhi"

At that moment, a round of thunder interrupted her thoughts and Haruhi broke free to cover her ears, truly paralyzed. Kyoya picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist and she knew she'd failed to handle it. He fumbled a bit before pushing her back against the wall and all she could feel or register or think was pain. More thunder and more pain. Kyoya moved her to the bed and pinned her wrists down again. Haruhi shut her eyes as far they would go. More thunder and more pain and she couldn't stop crying. He was going too fast and there was pain and more thunder. If Kyoya had slit her throat at that moment, she would've almost been thankful. He was hurting her and he knew it. He had to be doing it on purpose. All the while he was grunting and holding her waist.

It went on forever. She thought it would never end. Then suddenly, Kyoya collapsed on top of her. He was still squeezing her wrists. He was so heavy on her that it was difficult to breathe. Haruhi wouldn't dare open her eyes, not while she was crying. Kyoya flopped over to the other side of the bed and turned away from her. She was afraid to move because he could jump up at any moment. Haruhi covered her face with her hands and sobbed harder. What did I do? What have I done? None of this was supposed to happen. She shouldn't have been in his room in the first place. She couldn't tell anyone, who'd believe her over Kyoya ? He had the perfect reputation.

If she just left now, nothing else bad could happen. She scrambled up and grabbed her clothes off the floor. Haruhi ran to her room, completely aware that she was dripping blood and hoping no one would see. She needed to get rid of the clothes. She pulled a pair of scissors from her suitcase and cut and ripped her nightgown. She put the peices and her underwear in the bag she'g brought for her dirty clothes and pushed it under the bed. In case someone found the bag, she could say it ripped and she didn't want it anymore and she was going to use the fabric for... something else. Haruhi's thoughts were in dissarray and she felt dirty and used. None of that was supposed to happen. These kinds of things weren't supposed to happen in real life. She didn't understand what she'd just been punished for.

Haruhi went into the bathroom connecting to the room and turned on the hot water. She jumped in and felt the burning water drip down her body. It would take years to scrub this kind of filth away. The water was much too hot but she was too numb to care. She sank onto the shower floor and sobbed, letting the water scorch her scalp like fire droplets.

For two months she avoided Kyoya. She hadn't left the house besides school and the couple of times she went grocery shopping. Her dad was starting to inquire. She spent every waking moment thinking about what happened and it didn't help that she'd only gotten about 12 hours of sleep total since it happened. Now she was walking with Kaoru and Hikaru to the music room.

"Are you even listening?" Hikaru asked with an expression that resembled pouting.

"I'm sorry. Can you repeat the question?" She asked.

"The commoners bathroom is ridiculously foul smelling, right?" Hikaru asked.

"Yeah." She replied.

"Haruhi are you okay? You've been spacing out all day." Kaoru said.

"I'm just tired. " Haruhi said politely.

"Haruhi, just because you study a lot doesn't mean you can't sleep." Kaoru said opening the door and stepping inside.

"I know." She sighed, also stepping into the room.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki called. "I have a wonderful idea! You should do a calendar! Think of how much people would pay for that!" Tamaki said swirling her around.

"Wouldn't that have to be perverted to sell?" Haruhi asked.

"She foiled my plan..." Tamaki said, receding to his dark corner. A few more customers came in and it was time to get to work.

"Haruhi, did you hear me?" A girl asked feeling Haruhi's forehead. "Are you sick?"

"Don't worry about me. I'm just tired." Haruhi said gently pushing her hand away.

"Aw! Were you up studying all night?" Another girl asked.

"Um, yeah. Excuse me for a second I'm going to the restroom. I'll be right back." Haruhi said. She stood up and walked into the hallway.

"Haruhi!" Kyoya called walking over to her.

She took a step back and suddenly felt nautious. "Y-yes?" She squeaked. Why is he out here? She asked herself.

"I can see you're distracted lately. Whatever it is you're so distracted by you should try and let it go. It's effecting your performance." He said turning back to go back in the room. How was she supposed to answer that?

"It's your fault!" She yelled.

"What are you talking about and why are you yelling?" He asked.

"Don't act like you don't remember! You took advantage of me!" She yelled.

"It's honestly not in my recollection." Kyoya replied.

"I know you remember..." She said, holding back tears. Why was he acting like this? Why was he making it seem like she was crazy?

"Haruhi are you sick? You're making up things or hallucinating or something. You should go sit down, or maybe you should go home." Kyoya said going back in the room. She watched him walk away. Haruhi was majorly frustrated. I know he remembers! I remember! Something definately happened. Why is he acting that way? Couldn't he at least admit to it or just walk away?

"Haruhi?" Tamaki called. "Why are you yelling? " He said, poking his head out of the doorway.

"No reason. Kyoya ...couldn't hear me so I had to yell. Thats all." She replied quietly, scurrying off to the bathroom before he could inquire further. After the coast was clear for anyone else, she splashed water on her face. Haruhi, that was not cool. It's just Kyoya anyway. Said the newly acquired voice in her head. No, said the opposing voice (also newly acquired) It's not just the Kyoya-sempai we knew. It's a new cruel one that does terrible things. Haruhi wasn't a fan of either voice. Neither of them seemed to be on her side. She splashed her face again. Surely, she was going crazy.

What was she talking about? Kaoru asked himself as he sat back down next to Hikaru. Took advantage of her...doesn't that usually mean-

"Kaoru? Who are you thinking about? You shouldn't think about anyone but me!" Hikaru said pulling his brother's face towards him.

"Don't be that way, Hikaru. Of course I was thinking of you, is there anyone else who matters?" Kaoru replied. The girls squealed loudly.

"Sorry maidens, but the Host club is closed! Please come back tommorrow!" Tamaki said. Kaoru waited for the customers to leave and then found Tamaki.

"So what happened in the hallway?" Kaoru asked.

"She had to yell because Kyoya couldn't hear her." He said floating away happily to do Tamaki things. Kaoru sighed. Is that what she told him? How gullible, he's no help at all.

"Does he truly beleive that?" Hikaru asked showing up next to him.

"Apparently."

"Well it was probably nothing. Kyoya probably stole her personal belongings again." Hikaru said walking away.

Whatever it was about, something wasn't quite right.

Indeed! Twas' the first chapter. I'll type up the next chapter soon since it's already done. R&R please!