I'm back with my second story and yes another HaruhixKyoya, but they are my favourite pairing. I just can't get enough! Well enjoy. I love reviews and reviewers so don't be shy LOL.
-Mori-Love
Whoops almost forgot the disclaimer! I do not own Ouran or anything to do with it, it is owned by Bisco Hatori.
Italics-sounds/actions
Bold-speech
…...-thoughts of characters
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It was a cold, bleak and rainy day in Tokyo. The crowds were thick in the shopping district as 'commoners' were on there way to the sales for pork and cabbage. In the crowd was a woman holding a pink umbrella and carrying a briefcase.
The woman was Haruhi Fujioka who was an up and coming lawyer in a top Tokyo Law firm.
It was six years since she had left Ouran High School and four years since she had seen anyone from the infamous club she had been a part of.
She continued her journey to her office, through the busy streets and many people. After turning many corners she was nearly at her office when she smacked right into someone coming the other way down the street. After brushing herself off and looking up to apologise she gasped.
"Kyouya Sempai?"
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Sorry it's short, I will post more tomorrow. I just would like to know opinions of the story and plot so far. But please no flames.
- Mori-Love