One-Shots

OHSHC: No More Debt For Haruhi

Ouran High School Host Club: Reader Insert

Kyoya Ootori x Rich!Reader

-Break Up!-

Part One (maybe?)

Warnings: May contain feels

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Sitting in the Host Club, next to the Cool type, (Y/N) sat with her arms slightly folded.

"I know what you did at the beach house yesterday..." She whispered huffily, trying to get the other's attention. Kyoya gathered enough effort to raise an eyebrow, yet couldn't tear his eyes away from his beloved laptop.

"Oh?" He replied monotonously. The (Hair Colour)-haired girl's calm and collected exterior cracked slightly. What kind of game was he playing?

"Why would you do that, Kyoya? Why would you sexually harass Haruhi?!" (Y/N) snapped, standing up and causing gazes to fall on the two second-year students. This time, Kyoya managed to finally look up from his work and make eye contact with her. (Y/N) hadn't noticed the stares as she continued ranting. "In fact, if you want to be around Haruhi like that so desperately, why don't we just call it quits? All you do is ignore me whenever I am around!" Sucking in a deep breath, (Y/N) turned her back on Kyoya. "I'll be calling your father so that we can discuss the public break-up further... Goodbye, Ootori." The female cooly informed, her (Hair length, Hair Colour) hair swaying behind her as the clicks of her heels slowly died down, signalling her departure.

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After Host Club hours, Tamaki approached the scarily silent and intimidating Kyoya Ootori.

"Kyoya... How could you treat Princess (Y/N) like that? She loves you and you couldn't even look her in the eyes and fight for her to stay... How heartless can you be?" Tamaki criticised, his flamboyant side gone for the moment. Kyoya's sharp glare turned to Tamaki, making the other stand his ground but fear swam through his violet eyes.

"Tamaki... Your father just emailed me, saying that a student paid the rest of Haruhi's debt off. Who do you think that could have been?" Kyoya replied coldly, his mind reeling as he searched for something... Anything. Tamaki was silent as realisation hit him.

"(Y/N)... But why?" He wondered aloud. Apparently, if you speak of the devil, it will come. (Y/N) walked through the Host Club doors, casting a careful look around. Her eyes landed on Haruhi.

"Your debt has been paid, Haruhi... You needn't stay any longer, if that is your desire..." The other female looked at her shocked. Her debt was paid?

"B-but, (Y-Y/N)... Why?" Haruhi asked, startled by the news.

"Because you should be studying to be a lawyer like your mother, not flirting with the same sex to pay off a debt. If you get top marks for your subjects and pass university -and I'm sure you will- with flying colours, Mum said she will definitely hire you for one of our law firms. Just remember how successful your mother was with us," (Y/N) smiled sweetly and cuddled Haruhi before straightening and turning to Kyoya.

"Kyoya. Father and Yoshio Ootori have agreed with the public break-up with one condition. Should no one ask to be with me or yourself within a two week period, we will remain together and what happened today will be brushed off as nothing but a lover's spat..." The female informed, face blank of any hidden emotions that might surface about how she truly felt. Kyoya nodded and looked up at her.

"Very well... I will see you at the announcement then," he replied, certain that someone would come along for her to be swept away with. (Y/N)'s flashed hurt before she nodded and left. Tamaki turned to Kyoya and scowled.

"You are an idiot, aren't you?! She loves you! Didn't I just say that?" The blonde snapped. Everyone looked around the room, shocked. This was out of the ordinary for Tamaki. "Well, Kyoya, if you aren't going to love her, I will happily take your place." The Prince declared, turning on his heel and running after (Y/N).

- In the Hallways -

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Wa-wait!" The violet-eyed boy cried. The (Hair colour)-haired girl stopped, head whipping around, startled.

"Tamaki?" She questioned as the male got down on his knee, taking her hand.

"Please... Please allow me to court you...." He pleaded softly; Tamaki would make Kyoya see his feelings for (Y/N), even if it meant falling for her in the process.

(Eye colour) doe eyes widened. She gasped softly. Tamaki was really doing this? Small tears welled in the corners of her eyes.

"Tamaki... Y-you may court me..."