Hello darlings! This is my new piece for OHSHC. It features Kyoya and OC love interest Evangelia. Reference pictures will be on my profile shortly, so until then, enjoy!

The sky was an angry grey color, threatening hurl it's water droplets on the innocent passersbys.

Lia smiled to herself as she twisted her wedding ring around on her finger, the third band making the ring slightly cumbersome on her hand.

She'd met her husband on a day like this, so long ago.

`o`o`o`o`o

"Kyoya, are you listening to me?"

"Of course father." The serious dark haired man turned away from his post at the window.

"I'm not joking about you picking out a suitable wife. You've been a bachelor for far too long. It's unseemly. People are starting to whisper about it behind out back, and we can't have that."

"As you wish." Kyoya murmured, even though he was only twenty three.

To be entirely honest, he didn't want to get married. Getting married meant having children. Having children meant having an undeniable link to someone he didn't love.

Frankly it was a disgusting concept, but no one asked Kyoya what he thought.

"Good." His father said, reining Kyoya's wandering thoughts, "I've already got a few young ladies lined up. I'd like for you to consider them."

Kyoya nodded. Chances were they'd all be the same and it wouldn't really matter which one he picked.

"You're dismissed." The older man's condescending tone made Kyoya bristle.

But he remained silent. Turning sharply on his heel, Kyoya strode from the room, away from the suffocating atmosphere of his father.

Outside, the sky seemed to share his dour mood. A malicious swirl of steel colored clouds, it could begin pelting rain any moment.

Kyoya heaved a sigh and threw himself onto a park bench. He'd put enough distance between him and his father.

He closed his eyes pensively. After high school the host club had still remained close, and that was a blessing. Without them, Kyoya had no doubt that he would have gone mad.

He pulled his phone out of his inside jacket pocket. I'll call Tamaki. He'll know what to say, right? Kyoya tapped out the number, but just stared at it for a few long moments before shaking his head and putting the phone back into his pocket.

This wasn't Tamaki's problem. And he really didn't want to stress his friend out when Haruhi was pregnant. The man was already on the verge of an aneurism and he still had a few months left.

Kyoya stifled a chuckle at the memory of the last time Tamaki had gone with Haruhi on her trip to the doctors.

A subtle movement caught his attention. Perched delicately on the bench next to him was a petit brunette.

"Hello." Kyoya said softly.

"Hi there." She said softly.

Kyoya found himself holding a folded piece of paper in his hand.

"Don't look at it 'till later, okay?"

He wasn't sure why, but Kyoya found himself nodding.

The brunette flashed him a quick smile, then disappeared off into the park.

Kyoya waited until she was out of sight and unfolded the paper. His curious eyes uncovered a charcoal drawing of a man sitting on a park bench.

It took him a few minutes to register who he was staring at.

She drew me.

It was true. The long legs and glossy hair were undeniably his. His head was tipped back and his arms slung casually around the back of the bench. Unconsciously dominating the space he was occupying.

She doesn't know me. How is this so good?

Kyoya didn't have an answer to that and he had to admit he was intrigued. Not often was there a puzzle the Kyoya Ootori couldn't solve.

That made it all the more interesting.

Kyoya sent a quick glance about the park. The girl was gone.

Maybe she'll be here tomorrow?

She probably wouldn't be. Kyoya went to the park almost everyday and he'd never seen the brunette there before. Chances were he'd never see her again.

It was a sobering thought, but that only made the onyx haired man even more determined to figure out every secret the elusive artist had to tell.

He's scour the whole countryside if he had to.

There you are! The first chapter! I'm planning on doing one for all the Host Club members and I'd like to work on 2 at a time so let me know ASAP which club member you'd like to see done next and I'll get the partner posted.

Honey

Mori

Kaoru and Hikaru – can be done as a mutual or separate love interest. I like the mutual myself, but I'll do either.