Hey there, been a while. This one is about Ouran Highschool Host Club. I watched the anime because it didn't reveal who she ends up with just BTW. Because her and Tamaki was adorable but I always liked her and Hikaru. Anywho...sorry I'm late.
Tamaki had just started at Ouran middle and was already eight times as popular as Kyouya. It was incredibly humiliating finding out just how few people like you once someone more entertaining comes along. But he'd been instructed by his father to befriend that boy and damned if he wasn't going to make daddy love him. It was surprisingly easy seeing how much Tamaki hung around him. On a technical level they were between friend and acquaintance. Though everyone was friends with Tamaki now Kyouya still had his friends, his friends that his father had instructed him to make. Tamaki had real friends. He also had boys and girls draped all over him confessing their love. It was intimidating to say the least. It never seemed fair to him that someone could be and illegitimate child and still get everything anyone could possibly want.
Tamaki came to his house for the first time. Kyouya yelled at him for the first time and expressed real feelings towards someone in his class for the first time. After that he and Tamaki were closer. Though being close with Kyouya usually wasn't enough for people, Tamaki clung to him. At school he seemed to cling to everyone but at the end of the day he was talking to Kyouya. By winter they were at least good friends by Kyouya's standard. That was a hard level to get to in Kyouya's ranking of friends. Tamaki pitched his host club idea. Kyouya kicked him over and saw Tamaki laugh. No matter how passive aggressive he was Tamaki laughed. If he was like this with any other classmate they'd hate him. If Tamaki could do that for him he could help with the club.
"REALLY?"
"I don't see why not. Starting a club out of the blue will look good on a college resume."
"You're my BEST friend EVER!"
"...Mhm."
"Kyouya, Christmas is coming up."
"I noticed."
"Well?"
"Are you asking me for a present?"
"No. But don't you want to give someone special something?"
"Who are you talking about?"
"I don't know. Who do you have a crush on?"
"No one."
"You and the vice class rep. seem pretty close. You should get her a necklace. I think it should have a butterfly on it. Or a heart!"
"...No thanks. I don't typically give out personal gifts. I give out my father's gifts to allies."
"Quit thinking business Kyouya! She's pretty. She wont have eyes for you forever. My mom told me every holiday when I'd ask who to give what, she'd say 'give something special to someone special'. She's someone special! Give her something! We'll go shopping tomorrow. We've only got a week of school left."
"Okay dumbass, what if she doesn't want it?"
"You don't decline a gift. If she says no that's bad manners on her part."
"Alright, what if she thinks I like her?"
"You do."
"I don't."
"If you didn't you would've stopped me awhile ago. You talk to her everyday, you spend a lot of time together and she's cute."
"Well that describes my relationship with you. Am I supposed to give you something special too?"
"If you want. Kyouya it's Christmas. It's not about being embarrassed if you give someone something and they don't give something back. At least not in France. Just give her a necklace. It's nothing too flashy but it's not your father's business's gift."
"Fine fine. Just shut up about the class rep...So who are you giving a necklace to?"
"Oh, no one."
"Then why are you pressuring me to give one!"
"I didn't say I wasn't looking for a present. I said I wasn't giving one to a girl in our class. They're all pretty but...they're not very...modest."
"...What?"
"Oh Kyouya! I can't talk about this travesty!"
"Did you sleep with someone?"
"I am saving myself. No. But...sadly...I was...flashed!"
"..."
"Say something! I've been molested!"
"...In the most technical senses of the word...Why do you care if you were flashed? Most guys would die for that."
"But I didn't wanna see that...I don't know..."
"You think girls are gross?"
"No just...not appealing. I do love love love love love girls but sometimes...I just wish they'd leave me alone. And forcing me to see them like that isn't something I enjoy. My mom taught me all about being a gentleman. You should only see a women less than decent on your wedding night."
"...You believed that?"
"What?"
"You're mother was a mistress. She let your father see her 'less than decent' without being married though he was married himself."
"..."
"But...I like that someone in our class isn't girl crazy."
"Are the other boys that girl crazy? They don't mention it to me."
"Because you're a huge sexual threat. But they're always telling me how they will 'hit that' or 'tap that'. First of all they're all virgins and most have no idea how to and second any middle school girl who gives it up is a big slut-"
"No!"
"...That's not insulting to you. You're not a deflowered middle school girl."
"Kyouya there are some girls who are really insecure about themselves for no good reason since they're pretty and nice and funny and stuff. But mean mean mean boys tell them they're ugly and fat and nobody'll love them."
"That's their own stupidity."
"You don't get it. My mom told me to make all women feel beautiful because all women are beautiful."
"That's just flat out not true."
"Yes it is. It's mean boys like you who prey on girls with low self-esteem."
"..."
"...Sorry..."
"No don't be...You've got a lot of respect for women."
"...Is that bad?"
"No it's good. Very good. Whoever you choose to marry, their parents are going to love you...But do you really plan on being a virgin til married?"
"...I don't want to be pressured into it is all. I know it's archaic but...I think it's sweet. Because then you're both beginners, you have nothing to compare each other to and you're completely devoted to the other."
"But you don't have to be married to do that. Like same sex couples. They're devoted to each other but they can't get married."
"Yeah they can to get married...So do you not want to get married ever?"
"I guess but see...How I see it it's just a celebration with friends and family of a couple's love, a declaration of their devotion and a send off for a happy life. But you can have that love and devotion and commitment without a wedding."
"So if we got married you wouldn't want a wedding even though we have all the money in the world."
"...Um...we wouldn't get married."
"Geez! I meant hypothetically."
"Yeah I guess we'd have a wedding."
"Softy."
"Hey!"
"We'd have wedding pictures of you throwing the bouquet."
"Me? You'd be the girl!"
"...Speaking of pictures...you don't have many here."
"What do you mean?"
"Where are the pictures of your friends?"
"...I don't take any I guess."
"Why not?"
"Don't have a camera, don't really care, live in the moment. Any of these excuses working for you?"
"You need pictures, you need memories."
"Whatever. So why do you think class rep. likes butterflies?"
"I saw the inside of her locker...it's a butterfly utopia in there."
The next day Kyouya met Tamaki at the mall and they went searching for Christmas gifts. Tamaki got something for his grandmother and father. They stopped by a high-end jewelry store and looked for a necklace. One of the clerks thought they were lost. Rather insulting to middle school students.
"Hey there. Can I help you find someone?"
"You can help us find something. My friend's girlfriend is expecting a present. She loves butterflies but a heart necklace will work too."
Kyouya put his hand over Tamaki's mouth and pushed him back.
"I'm sorry but this place is a little expensive."
"I've got a credit card it's okay."
"...You've got a credit card?"
"Find me the necklace he described to you."
They found it. Tamaki thought it was perfect and demanded he buy it immediately. Kyouya quieted him and got in line to pay. Tamaki said he'd be right back. The line moved slowly so he was just paying when Tamaki came back. The clerk was a little embarrassed about questioning them after seeing Kyouya's last name on his credit card.
"Where'd you go?"
"Uh...bathroom."
"Okay. So are you expecting a gift from me?"
"Only if you want to."
"Well are you getting me something?"
"Doesn't matter. Get me one if you feel like it don't if you don't. Make sure you wrap that for her."
"Right...what if she hates it?"
"She'll like it, trust me."
The next day at school Kyouya brought his present for the vice class rep. He waited until the student council room was empty before he asked her to stay. Though they were always friendly towards each other she was a little intimidated by him. She got a little nervous when he asked her to stay after the meeting was over.
"Something wrong?"
"No I just...since we spend so much time together...I figured...here."
He blushed and handed her the little blue box with her butterfly necklace in it. She opened it and her eyes lit up and she hugged Kyouya. Kyouya was surprised but glad Tamaki was right.
"Can you help me put it on?"
"You wanna wear it right now?"
"Of course!"
He got it out of it's box and she lifted her hair. He managed to keep his cool as he battled the incredibly small clasp but finally got it. She turned around and smiled at him again.
"Thank you Kyouya...means a lot."
"Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas."
She got all her things together and kissed him quickly before dashing out. Tamaki came in right after.
"Kyouya got kissed! Kyouya got kissed!"
"Shut up!"
"I told you it would work. I've gotta head home though."
"She said it means a lot."
"She likes you."
"..."
"You're funny. Come on, I'll walk you to your car."
They said goodbye and on the way to his house he remember he needed a gift for Tamaki and told his driver to stop and get him to the mall.
I know, I know, it's been quite a bit of time but when I lost my muse for the last one I'd write a whole new story and I'd never finish it so I had a ton of unfinished mediocre crap so sorry bout that.