"Just where do you think you're going?" A voice from the shadows called out.
Aeron bit her lip. "No where master." She hit her knees on the ground, bowing.
The voice scoffs, "Oh really now? Well then would you mind telling me what you are doing out of my office?"
"I just needed to stretch my legs." She quickly replies, looking down.
A man with raven black hair, a slightly square jaw, very intelligent grey eyes covered most of the time by glasses, steps out of the shadows. It is revealed that he is
wearing no shirt, and black jeans, with black shoes. Aeron doesn't look up to see who it is.
"Ah my dear. " The man laughs." You're learning."
"Well it's been your very...um...encouraging lessons that have helped me." She nods.
"Sure..." The man practically growled. "Get back up into my office, and I better not catch you out here again. Or there WILL be hell to pay."
Aeron bows slightly. "Of course." She mumbles and then hurries up the stairs into the man's office.
Shortly after the girl leaves, he laughs as a man with blonde hair, and purple eyes come up to him.
"What is it Tamaki sempi?" The man asked.
"Ah Kyouya sempi...there you are. Have you seen Aeron?" Tamaki asked.
Kyouya thinks for a moment. "No, I don't believe I have. Another girl run off on you? Such a shame"
"Shut up." Tamaki whines, and runs off.
"Oh thanks Kyouya-sempi." He calls over his shoulder.
"Idiot." Kyouya mumbles, and heads up the stairs to Aeron.
'Oh this is gonna be fun,' He thought as he opened the door to his office.
The first thing he saw was a girl with hair as black as the darkest night, with pale skin, and the most beautiful glaring red eyes.
"Aeron." He says softly.
"Yes...Master?" Aeron asks, unsure what brought on the sudden change in his mood.
"Come here." Kyouya sighs softly.
Aeron rises off the black couch, and crosses the room to face him.
Kyouya gingerly rises a hand to stroke her cheek, she leans her head against his hand, and closes her eyes.
She gasps in shock as he leans down and gently kisses her on the lips. Nothing rough or passionate, just enough to say, ' I care. You're not just a toy.'
Aeron leans in the kiss him back, ever so softly. She has never seen him this caring. 'What's in it for him,' She can't help but wonder.
