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Kyoya's hand clasped around hers as Haruhi turned to leave. She felt the skin burning where he touched her, and where his eyes traced the side of her face.
"I believe I asked you a question." Kyoya said, his eyes darker than usual, "Are you going to be a boy or a girl?"
Haruhi looked up at her Sempai, who had two years before released her from the forced membership in the Host Club. "And if I want to be a boy?" She asked, her voice close to venomous.
"Then I will have you." He said, all seriousness.
"And if I want to be a girl?" She asked, looking away from him.
"Then I will still have you." He answered, his hand gripping tighter on her wrist.
Haruhi turned to look at him and felt his other arm grasp around her waist. He smiled down at her, eyes sly.
"Whether you are a boy or a girl, you are still Beautiful." He whispered, pressing his lips demandingly against hers and waiting for her to return the kiss before breaking it. "But if you're a girl, our fathers would be more accepting."
Haruhi laughed, letting him press his lips back against hers. Somehow, she didn't think he wanted the honest answer to that question. If she knew Kyoya Ootori at all, he would want her as a boy and as a girl.