A/N: So guys, this is the last chapter… finally. I want to thank anyone who has read this far. This is the first multi-chap fic that I have ever finished and I am really proud of myself. I want to say thank you to all my lovely readers. I have another Kyo/Haru fic in the works. So look forward to that.

I especially want to thank everyone that has reviewed. It always makes me super happy when I see a new review. All my reviewers are awesome.

Disclaimer: For the last time, I DO NOT OWN OHSHC!

Kyouya was sitting in the minimalist but comfortable living room in the apartment that Huni and Mori shared. The food at dinner had been very good, but that was all that could be said in its favour. Haruhi had sat as far from him as was possible at the small table, going so far as to move her place setting, and any attempt at conversation died in the heavy atmosphere.

Now the four of them were sitting silence. Huni and Mori were watching the other two, Kyouya was staring at Haruhi and Haruhi was staring out of the window. The tension was broken by Huni suddenly announcing that they needed cake. "Ne Takashi, don't we need cake. Come help me get it."

Mori rose silently and followed his tiny cousin out of the room. Kyouya blessed them both for giving him some time alone with Haruhi.

He cleared his throat. When she continued to ignore him he spoke, using the pet name he had always called her in privacy. "My love?"

She did not look around, but she did respond. "Don't call me that Kyouya." Her voice was deadpan.

He was not deterred. "You didn't let me finish the other night..."

"You said everything that you needed to. And I said that I wasn't interested. So why don't you run back to your suitable fiancée?" She was still bitter, clearly.

Kyouya felt his heart sink a little closer to his stomach. "I also told you that I kicked her out." He said softly.

"So you left me for her, and now you want to leave her for me. It is tiring trying to keep up with you."

"But I never loved her." Like I loved you was implicit, and it hung between them.

She finally turned to face him. "I'm not convinced that you are even capable of love Kyouya. It's not business." She walked past him heading for the door but he grabbed her wrist. She tugged sharply but he was stronger than her.

"I know that you think that now, but I can assure you that it isn't true. I do love you, I just wish I had realised how much before I made such a stupid mistake."

"You are right, it was stupid. But you made it and now you have to live with it. Now let me go."

"Never again." He lifted her hand and was about to kiss it when she grabbed a handful of his hair with the free one. She pulled sharply, twisting as she did. The pain made him let her go and she did not look back as she left the room and the apartment. Ignoring the inquiries from the kitchen where the other two were drinking tea.

Kyouya slumped forward and dropped his head into his hands.

He did not even know why he was there. Sitting once again outside Haruhi's apartment. She had made it clear that she did not want to see him, that she wasn't interested, but he just wasn't ready to accept that he had failed.

This time he came without any of his shields. His laptop and briefcase had been left behind him. His business tonight was his heart. And hopefully hers too.

He stood when he heard footsteps come up the stairs. He was right in thinking that it was Haruhi. In the few moments between her tuning the corner and her seeing him he studied her. She looked tired. How he wished that he could hold her; wipe away that expression of exhaustion. But there was no way she would let him do that yet.

Her face cleared as soon as she saw him standing there. The tired look vanishing to be replaced by irritation. "I have no time for you now Kyouya. I have had one hell of a day and I don't want to deal with your shit."

"I know you feel like that. But I am asking you, please just give me a chance to explain." He hated begging like this, but these last couple of weeks had pretty much stripped him of his pretences at dignity.

She studied him. He looked drained and desperate. "One chance." was all she said as she opened the door.

He followed her in and then stood there, almost forgetting to take off his shoes. Part of him hadn't actually expected her to let him in, and every word he had planned on the way here fell away from his mind. She just stared at him, so close and yet so far away from him.

He took a deep breath and then started. "Haruhi, I know you don't want to see me, but I need to explain. If you still don't want to see me after that, I'll leave forever." Oh god, how he hope that that would not be the case. He didn't actually think he could keep that promise for very long.

She continued watched him in silence; he took this as permission to carry on. "I know I broke your heart, believe me I know. I was stupid and because of that I nearly destroyed both of us."

Haruhi was confused. "Both of us?"

He laughed hollowly, but took the opening. "Yes, both of us. Did you think you were the only one who was hurt? Cutting you off broke me. It was literally the stupidest thing I ever did."

"So then why did you do it?" A realisation was beginning to dawn on her. He was not inconstant, just an idiot. It painted everything in a new light.

"All I can say is that I had my priorities all screwed up. I believed that inheriting the companies was the most important thing. It took me time to realise that the price they were asking was just too damn high.

"And why should I believe you? You have said you loved me before."

Hope flickered to life in his chest. If she wasn't willing to hear him out, he knew she would have kicked him out already. A little bit of the ice that had built up around her heart was beginning to melt. "It was never a lie. I never stopped loving you. I was so wrong to think that I could live without you, and I know I don't deserve a second chance but I am not too proud to beg for one anyway. I'm willing to spend the rest of my life trying to earn it if that is what it takes"

Indeed he did not look proud at this moment. All Haruhi could see in his face and posture was utter dejection. He looked more broken than she had ever seen him before. He really seemed genuine. She made her decision.

"You know, I may live to regret this, but would you like to stay for supper?"

His eyes lit up like a kid on their birthday. "What are you eating?"

"Leftovers."

"I would love that."

~END~

A/N: So that is the end. I hope you enjoyed it. I didn't want to end with a kiss or something cheesy like that. I felt that they are both adults and trust needs to be re-established before hearts can be given again.