Disclaimer: OHSHC isn't mine. If it was, then Kyoya and Renge would've had a lot of fluffy scenes!

Hey. So I realized that there are only very few fics about my fave OHSHC couple, so I decided to make one~ This is dedicated to all you KyoyaxRenge lovers, readers, and authors out there!

My first KyoyaxRenge fic, so please be kind and REVIEW!

Renge Houshakuji woke up with a smile. She turned to her bedside table to check page 6 of Japan Times to see yet another picture of her and Kyoya. They were almost always featured on the gossip columns as one of Japan's power couples. Kyoya hated his private life being open to the public, but Renge, on the other hand, enjoyed showing the whole world just how much she got the Business Tycoon wrapped around her little finger.

She looked at her clock. 7:30 AM. Just an hour until another meet up with Kyoya at her favorite Café L'amour. She yawned, stretched, sat up and winced.

"Owww," she said as she rubbed her temples. Renge could feel a headache coming. "Must've sat up too fast."

With a sigh, Renge stood up.

And fainted.

Renge Houshakuji woke up again, this time with a frown. She woke up to the feel of one of her maids shaking her. She felt feverish, and cold. Very, very cold.

"Miss Renge!" Her maid shouted. "Miss Renge are you alright?"

Renge's eyes were unfocused, teeth chattering. She was very pale and weak.

"Kyoya.." she whispered. Kyoya can help me. "Call Kyoya.." she managed to say before vomiting.

~KyoyaxRenge~

Kyoya Ootori opened his phone to see any calls from Renge. No messages, no calls. Sitting in one of the tabled of Renge's favorite café, he checked his watch. 8:45 AM. He sighed.

"Where is she?" he asked himself, opening the latest Japan Times. He scanned the pages, looking for some interesting news until he reached page 6, with another picture of him and his girlfr—Renge. He sighed again.

Kyoya Ootori was a man with pride. He prided himself in being Japan's youngest (he was 25) and most succesful business man, being the CEO of the Ootori Group of Companies. He prided himself in having a dark, mysterious aura that made him irresistible. He also prided himself in being a private man.

Everything changed when the French-Japanese heiress came to his life. Two years ago, while checking out the newly opened French Café, Café L'Amour, Kyoya stumbled upon Renge Houshakuji. Renge changed a lot. She now wasn't as addicted to her manga and games. With the responsibility of Houshakuji Enterprises, Renge knew how to downplay such childish wants.

In that moment, Kyoya realized what had been missing in his life. Renge adored him in high school, and now that she got over her infatuation with him, Kyoya was determined to make her love him again.

So here he is now, waiting for his girlfriend (He shuddered at that thought. Kyoya never liked the term, it seemed so common) who is probably still shopping. Kyoya sighed for the third time. How the hell did the great, mysterious Kyoya Ootori get so wrapped around her little finger?

His cell rang. Renge Houshakuji. He immediately picked up the phone and answered.

"Renge, where are you?" He growled.

"Mr. Kyoya! Miss Renge-she-please come help!" Came the stuttered words of one of Renge's maids.

"What happened to her?" Kyoya asked, panic sweeping in to his gut.

"I don't know, Sir! Miss Renge is having a fever, and she's vomiting!" Sound of Renge vomiting can be heard in the background.

"I'll be right there." Kyoya ended the call and stood up. He called the emergency line of one of his hospitals and ordered for an ambulance to be sent to the Houshakuji Mansion.

That's it for chapter 1. Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing! :)

Pls Review. The more reviews, the faster I update. :D

-rm