Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran.

"For a year"

"An arrangement?" Fujioka Haruhi glanced at the room she was in, anything to avoid the cool silvery gray eyes watching her reaction intently. She took a deep breath and stood up from the expensive leather couch she was sitting on, "No. But thank you for the offer." She answered him. He smirked.

At 26, she had everything she could ever want, a nice apartment, simple enough for her taste, but not tacky. She had a wonderful job as a new lawyer for one of the few good law firms in Japan and her salary is enough to support her. It was not the most ideal life, but she loved it. There was absolutely no reason to accept Kyouya Ohtori's outrageous offer. No reason at all.

Kyouya's cold, calculating eyes watched the brown-haired beauty, he couldn't believe the change in her, what was once a cute stick of a girl often mistaken for a guy is now a curvaceous woman. Not even Tamaki Suoh, in all his innocent stupidity would take Haruhi as a man now. She was every inch a woman.

"Isn't it about time you forget him, almost four years had past." He told her.

She faced him slowly, searching his eyes for any sign of pity. She found none.

"This isn't about him, I've long since let go of him." Haruhi told him quietly.

"Then why won't you accept my offer?"

"Aside from the fact that it's absurd, I don't need to and I don't want to. I've worked off half my debt and that woman paid the rest. It's been 9 years and I owe you nothing," she told him bluntly.

Kyouya gave a little smile, "The same blunt Haruhi." he thought, he approached her.

"It's only for a year. And the benefits you acquire will be tremendous."

"Don't compare me to yourself Kyouya. I don't believe in benefits when what you want means sacrificing one year of my life. Find someone else." She turned to leave. He grabbed her arm to prevent her.

He sat her on the couch and towered over her.

"Alright, you leave me with no choice." He said wrathfully, "It's either you pay the debt your father owes me or you do what I say!"

She stood up angrily, "What are you talking about?"

"Your father owes me money. I financed your schooling, remember, your scholarship covered only half of your tuition, I paid the rest as well as everything you needed for the years you stayed in Law school. Your part time job salary only pays the miscellaneous. Looking at it that way, you actually owe me." Kyouya related while moving to sit down in his chair. He opened his desk drawer.

"I…I didn't….He never,….I'll pay it!" She stuttered, shocked.

"Alright, pay it now." Giving her the record book. She opened it and gasped.

"This much?" She whispered. "I'll pay every cent of it, I promise, on installment basis."

"Ah, Fujioka Haruhi, I don't want installment basis, I want it paid now." He said while smiling at her.

She fumed. "I don't have that much money now!"

"So what shall we do?"

"I will pay it! Give me time!"

"Tsk. Tsk. You're not playing the game well," He tapped his pen on the receipt book, "You don't understand it do you? I can file a case against you for not paying your obligations despite demands, what kind of lawyer will that make you? Barely a year in practice yet already debarred."

Her brown eyes widened. She searched for any indication that he was joking.

Kyouya continued smiling, eyes as cold as winter, Haruhi shivered.

"You are evil Kyouya Ohtori," she told him quietly, "You even used the memory of my dead father just to get you what you want. Someday someone will tear your heart out so cruelly that you will never be able to mend it, when that time comes, I want to be there to watch you suffer."

"Send me the marriage contract" she added before leaving.

Kyouya waited for a moment before sitting down and closing his eyes.

"How can you break a heart that never healed?"

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A/N: Another revised old fic, I might change the rating later on. I feel brutal about this story.