I decided to add some more with the Hostess club.......I may have a story for each Hostess. The first two are Kyoya and Kimberly and Mariah and Mori.

Disclaimer:Don't own them never will (unfortunately :(.....)

Kimberly's Story

Kimberly's POV

I sat by the window in the Third Music room, my coffee brown eyes glued to the blank piece of paper in front of me. My teacher expected me to write a creative paper, did she not know

I base everything on fact. The room was empty, so I couldn't look around for inspiration (it's not really cheating than, is it?). The assignment was literally impossible; for once my mind

was blank. "Did you try leaving the Music room for an idea, that usually works when I do it," An all too familiar voice whispered into my ear. I looked up to meet Kyoya's twinkling hazel

eyes. He had a smirk on his thin lips as he picked up my blank sheet of paper. "Creative writing......it's really a worthless talent isn't it?" He slid his glasses up the bridge of his nose

knowingly and set the paper on the table. "Why are you trying this hard on a paper? Knowing you, you can throw something together the last night and still get an A."

"Contrary to popular belief, school comes before Hostess club. My grades need to stay perfect or I'll lose my scholarship. Do something useful and help me think of a topic for my

paper," I spat bitterly. I heard the rough scrape of a chair on the tile floor across from me. Kyoya looked at the ceiling in deep thought, his forefinger pressed thoughtfully against his

temples. He looked so gentle when he was in thought; he never intimidated me like he did the others. Get a hold of yourself Kim; there are more important things in life than this! I gazed

around, biting my lip in desperation for some sort of inspiration. My eyes landed on Kyoya who was now looking at me longingly. "What?" He shook his head and pushed his glasses up

the bridge of his nose again. "Forget it, I have to get back to the hotel or Tanya will flip out."

I stood up to leave, only to be pushed back into my seat gently. "Please stay, you can call her so she won't flip. But....I want to help you," He pleaded. His eyes were hard as they bore

a hole into my own eyes as his hands tightened over my shoulder. He let go slowly, his eyes turning into an apologetic twinkle as he held out his cell phone. I grabbed it and dialed

Tanya's cell dully. The conversation was short on my part; I mostly listened to Tanya's frantic worrying occasionally putting a word or two. After I had gotten my point of calling across I

hung up on her protesting, bored with her voice already. I glanced at Kyoya cautiously, to see him staring out the window to the courtyard below. His hands were crossed over his

broad chest, his eyes twinkling in the mid-afternoon sun. He was extremely handsome, it was a surprise no one really noticed that.

Wait, I didn't just think that, did I? Slowly, I took a seat across from him, picking up my fountain pen yet again. "Romance," He blurted out. I looked up in surprise at his sudden outburst.

"Excuse me?" I questioned, placing my pen on the table. He closed his eyes in regret; I could tell he was having a mental battle with himself. "What do you mean by 'romance'?" A sigh

escaped his lips, as he stood up quietly and walked over to me. Getting down on his knees, his eyes became level with mine.....they were twinkling again. "K-Kyoya...."

"Base your story off of this," He whispered. His arms wrapped slowly around my waist, and he pulled me to the ground with him. I wanted to pull away and slap him, but yet his arms

around me felt strangely....safe. He put his lips delicately against my bare neck and kissed it affectionately. What are you doing Kimberly?!? Pull away....hit him....don't let him kiss you! He

moved his lips up to my jawbone, as he pulled me closer to his chest. He is cute.....wait no push him off of you! My arms some how made their way around his neck, as he moved to my

bottom lip. One of his hands caressed my cheek as he kissed my bottom lip again and again and again.....yeah you get the point. Why are you letting him.....oh forget it? Kiss him back

you fool! Finally listening, I crushed my blood red lips against his desperately. I could feel him smiling as he kissed me back, his hands pulling my face closer to his.

We sat there for a moment, my arms around him and his hands grasping me possessively, our lips interlocked. He pulled away, his ragged breaths apparent in the silence of the music

room. "I think I can make up a story with that," I gasped, standing up quickly to get back to work. Kyoya stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my neck as he gave me a quick

kiss on the cheek.

"I thought you might be able to," He replied cockily. His words made me smile, as I for the first time that day put my pen to the paper.

The End

Hope you liked the first chapter! R&R