Hotaru: Alright this is a sequel to my story Nobody's Home. So if you haven't read that story, I'd recommend you do, or this will really confuse you probably. If you've read Nobody's Home then welcome to Home Sweet Home! I'm glad to see you. This is starting 2 years after the end of Nobody's Home. Please enjoy!
Natsu was walking around her apartment looking for something. She was looking under stuff and on stuff. She grumbled some as she searched. She finally sighed and stood with her hands on her hips.
"Kyo! Have you seen my cell phone!" She called out to the rest of the apartment.
"Check your jeans on the floor in the bedroom!" He called back from wherever he was.
Natsu went into her bedroom. It was mostly clean, just some clothes thrown on the ground. But they had been from the prior night, well most of them, so it wasn't a big deal. Natsu found her jeans and picked them up. She went into the pockets and found it.
"Thank you!" She called out.
She put the phone into her current jeans pocket. She had a tendency to leave things in her pockets, but never thought to look there when she was missing stuff. But Kyouya knew her well enough to know where things might be.
She left the bedroom and went back into the living room. She then went into the kitchen. The apartment was nice and pretty big. But Kyouya owned it. And he had a lot of money. And it wasn't his father's money either, since Kyouya had bought his father's company.
She got into the kitchen and saw Kyouya cooking in jeans, with no shirt on. She grinned some. She went over to him, and wrapped her arms around his bare abdomen. She loved touching his abs. He smiled some but didn't stop cooking.
"You should really come up with a way to keep track of your stuff." He said simply.
"I do… it's called you." She said with a grin.
He chuckled some. "Alright fair enough."
Natsu smiled brightly. Everyone had noticed that she had become a lot happier of a person since she was taken away from her mother. And once out of high school, she found an apartment with Kyouya. They had been together strong since short after her mother disappearing after the trial.
"What're you making?" Natsu asked curiously.
"Food." Kyouya grinned some.
"What kind of food?" Natsu asked.
"Edible food." He replied.
They did this quite often. A lot of the time when Natsu asked if we were almost at a driving destination. In these days Kyouya actually drove himself. He was trying to get a little bit away from the huge rich life. Thus why he bought an apartment and a car.
He went to work at his company now, but he had his father do a lot of the managing of it. Kyouya just observed and changed anything he didn't like. But he didn't have a set work schedule. He went when he wanted to, and any time he felt like leaving he did. He only rarely had to actually do stuff at work.
Natsu on the other hand was not working. She normally went out and wandered the city or stayed home and wrote songs. She wanted to be a musician. But she wasn't too self confident. It was still a healing process from her mother.
Back when she was first away from her mother, she actually became self abusive. Not used to not being constantly in pain. She had felt almost empty without that pain. She knew it was wrong, but couldn't help it. But the host club helped her get through it. But it had been months of work to get there.
She still had many scars on her body from her mother. But she just saw them as her past. Something that wouldn't affect her anymore. She had gotten past it. But not completely. Sometimes she still had haunting nightmares.
But Natsu knew that if at any point she needed Kyouya she could just call him. He was always there for her. And on the very rare occasions that she couldn't reach Kyouya, she could go to Tamaki, who lived in a neighboring apartment building. He was working with his father as well.
And if all else failed, she could go to Ouran. Hikaru, Kaoru and Haruhi still went there. So she could go there if she really needed to. Since they were still in the host club. Haruhi the knew King, even though she was a girl. But there were new people in the club as well.
"Natsu." Kyouya said.
Natsu blinked and snapped out of her thoughts. She had been standing in the middle of the room. She looked at him and he chuckled.
"You get lost in day dreams way too often." He teased.
Natsu smiled weakly. "Sorry."
Kyouya walked over to her. "Don't be."
He kissed her and she kissed him back. After a moment he broke the kiss and smiled at her. She smiled back. He then backed up.
"Now sit down and eat." he commanded.
Natsu looked over to the table where pancakes were on a plate. She laughed some and went and sat down. He watched me as I started eating. He went over and kissed my cheek.
"I'm going… eat it all." He said and grabbed his keys off the table.
"Yes mom." She joked.
He smiled some and left the room. But he told her that every morning. Since everyone thought she had an eating disorder. She normally didn't eat breakfast, and skipped lunch a lot and didn't eat much at dinner. But she wasn't used to eating a lot. She was lucky to get fed at all at her mother's. And if she ate too much she felt sick and sometimes got sick. So maybe she did have an eating disorder.
She heard him in the other room. He was probably getting changed. I ate while he was there. He opened the door to leave the apartment.
"Love you!" Natsu called out.
"Love you too!" Kyouya called back.
Natsu smiled as she heard the door close. She sat there thinking for a little while. Thinking of Kyouya. She did that a lot. She really did love him. The thought made her blush some.
She got up and turned on the water and tested the garbage disposal and when it worked she got her plate. She pushed what was left of the pancakes down the drain. She felt sick from eating the little that she had eaten.
She left the kitchen and went into the living room. She sat down and picked up her guitar. Toto was laying on the chair. They called it Toto's chair, because that's where he always sat and laid. She smiled some.
"This is for you Toto." She joked.
When she said his name, Toto looked at her. He didn't move much though. He seemed to know that she wasn't calling him over.
She tuned the guitar slightly and then started playing. She didn't sing, just hummed. But she was working on lyrics to the song. They just weren't perfect yet. Plus she couldn't sing with just having shoved syrup down her throat.
She sat there a while by herself. She ended up laying on the couch with her eyes closed. Strumming her guitar as she thought.
She had just recently become interested in her father. I wanted to know who he was. And if he even knew he had a daughter. Maybe he would actually care. Although Natsu wasn't expecting it. She was more just curious. She never met him, or saw him. Not even pictures. She only knew his name, Yuki Raidon.
She was lost in thought over finding her father. She hadn't told anyone she wanted to locate him. Not even Kyouya. She wanted to do it on her own, not with anyone's help. It was like a personal mission or quest. It had to be done by her.
Suddenly she was jolted out of her thoughts when the door to the apartment violently burst open.