Kyouya was beginning to panic, he knew he should've remembered her name, he should've but he didn't. And now she was headed straight for him, the most frivolous, obnoxious woman he could think of, the wife of one of the major benefactors for his father's company….. And for the life of him, he could not remember her name. It might have started with a k, though it could have also been an m, but it was too late, there she was.

"Kyouya my dear!" the woman chirped "How HAVE you been? Taking after your brother's I see, oh how adorable!" Kyouya grimaced internally, adorable isn't exactly a word he would use to describe himself. He managed to smile politely and chuckle. "I've been just fine ma'am; my brother's do indeed set a fine example for me." The woman tittered with laughter and hushed him. "Oh please Kyouya darling, we've met on several occasions, you should be on a first name basis by now!"

This is exactly what he was afraid was going to happen. Now what?

The woman stared at him expectantly, her head cocked to the side. Kyouya sighed, he was going to have to admit his indiscretion. Before Kyouya could speak he felt an arm slip under his and pull him to the side,

"I'm afraid he's going to have to leave for a bit , you see he promised me a dance and has kept me waiting for far too long!" Came a voice from the side.

Kyouya looked to see a girl he had seen quite a few times around the academy, an exchange student from America he believed… though what was her name? Damn it, not again. Mrs. Kodoma fluttered happily and excused the couple to be on their way, allowing the girl to lead him off to the dance floor. This was the first time Kyouya had, had a chance to really look at her, he was surprised to see her hourglass frame sway underneath the royal blue dress in such a way he wasn't used too.; He noticed the freckles across the bridge of her nose and her brown curls cascading down the gentle curve in her back, and tried not the notice the way her generous bust pressed against his chest.

"Aren't you going to ask my name?" she chuckled, her blue eyes questioning him. Kyouya was taken aback by the question; he'd forgotten he didn't know it.

"Ah, forgive me for my impertinence miss?"

She laughed brightly "Elizabeth, Elizabeth Williams, though everyone calls me Liz."

"Liz… That's quite an interesting name."

"Well let's just hope you remember this one."