And So Kyoya Met Her

A.N: Hey. I've never written anything like this before so bare with me. I'm not a doctor or nurse I apologize in advance for anything that isn't correct. You may inform me I am wrong if you see fit. However it's a lot of work to rearrange and fix chapters so I won't edit back.

Something I thought about at the end of watching the series again.

I hope you enjoy this story about Kyoya and Kitten.

I don't own Ouran High School Host Club or any of it's characters. I do own the OC Kitten Mitten.

~Raksha~.~Souza~

I'd just begun my career as nurse a few years before. Gotten a well-deserved compliment here and there. I'd worked my ass off to get a place in this program, an internship of sorts. It would be an honor to work with one of Boston's greatest doctors, and Japans head of the Ootori group that most of our funding came from.

"I heard he's extremely hot." The other nurse whispered to me and I rolled my eyes. I pretended not to hear her comment standing tall and waiting for Mr. Ootori as the other doctor had informed us too. She went on about how hot he was and I tried to ignore her.

"Enough." I demanded looking at her, "I'm not going to gossip about Mr. Ootori, I'm here to work and learn from him. If you want to continue that conversation take it up with someone who cares." The blonde flinched away from me and I heard a deep cough come from behind, someone was clearing his or her throat. I froze; this was just perfect the moment I snap. I had the worst luck.

"I'd prefer it that way as well Miss." A pause and I turned around to see the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen staring at his clipboard. His black hair hung over just over his eyes showing pieces of the brown-gray irises. "Aaron, I'll ask you as well Miss. Mitten that you both refrain from fraternizing at the work place." I nodded as he addressed me second. This man was Kyoya Ootori, the amazing doctor I'd heard about, read about.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ootori." Miss Aaron apologized bowing her head at Mr. Ootori, "I really am." He stared at her for a moment before looking at me. His eyes bore into mine and I felt like he was stripping me down to my soul.

"This way." He said ignoring her apology outright before leading us down the corridor. I didn't know what to anticipate but this, this was so much more then I thought it was.

(Seeing as I'm not a nurse of doctor I will only have snippets of important scenes. I apologize in advance for anything that is incorrect. Getting most of my stuff from movies or video games.)

It felt amazing to pull a washcloth down my face. Like I was pulling week's worth of dirt of my face only it'd been eight hours since my shift started. Working with Kyoya wasn't easy, he expected you to keep up and stay at the top. On the other hand it was so exhilarating he was brilliant, more brilliant then anyone I'd ever known. He was also extremely calm, and appreciative to answering earnest questions which I always had many of. Every time I asked one he'd smirk for a moment before explaining in more detail then I think even my Prof. could after researching it.

"You should head home." He spoke his voice rumbling as I entered the rest area, "it's been awhile since you returned there." As he spoke began to turn down one of the beds. In most of the time I'd known Kyoya he rarely returned to his house. I'd begun to do the same, not because he did but because it was more convenient that way. Plus if I stayed and someone needed his help during the night he'd wake me up to witness the procedure.

"It's rather late," I replied glancing at my watch, "I'm afraid I missed the last train." He froze looking over at me.

"You take the train?" He asked eyes looking me up and down, "that's quite dangerous. Especially for a woman at your age." I blinked looking at him.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked startled by the accusation,

"I mean that you're a young woman without protective training, any man could take advantage of you if he wanted." He stared at me for a moment before turning back to the bed. "Wait a moment I'll drive you back to your place."

"No, that's alright you don't have too." I replied grabbing my bag, "I can find another way home, a taxi."

"Don't waste your money on a taxi." He replied smoothing the creases from the bed he'd just remade. "Let's go." He didn't wait for a reply just sauntered past me with his long limbs.

His car was a glossy black camero the color was the same as his hair. He opened the door for me waiting for me to get in before closing the door for me. It shocked me slightly that he was so respectful, yet at the same time it didn't. After what Mr. Ootori had said about the late trains his kindness and respect towards woman made sense to me. I'd never have known he was so, softhearted. Not that I would ever say it out loud.

"Do you need directions?" I asked, as he turned left out of the parking lot.

"No." He replied turning at the next light and I looked out the window.

"Your not from Boston are you." I commented when no reply came I continued, "so…how long have you been in Boston?"

"A few years." He replied and I nodded watching the lights flash by us.

"Do you miss Japan?" I turned to look at him and he sighed.

"I advise you to avoid all topics about my personal life, I have no desire to know you any way other then a co-worker." The car took a sharp turn left and I held my hand up to the door preventing myself from crashing into it.

"Co-workers can get to know each other." I replied, "However I understand if you don't want to. That's a personal choice." He nodded stopping just outside my building.

"I'll see you tomorrow Ms. Mitten." The car idled as I removed my seat belt. I looked over at him before I got up.

"Can I ask how you know where I'm living?" I tilted my head trying to catch his eye he looked at me. His eyes boring holes in my own,

"It was part of my assignment to make sure both the chosen interns had places to stay." I smiled at him,

"Thank you." I replied pulling door open and stepping out, "I'll see you tomorrow Mr. Ootori." I commented before lifting my bag out of the car.

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~Raksha~.~Souza~