The Promise
Chapter I: Suspicion
I own neither Inuyasha nor Ouran High School Host Club. I do own OC's and my plot.
This story is a cross over but does not have crossover couples (or at least none that I've planned for – but hey, sometimes fanfic's have a mind of their own).
After a full year, I finally can see her. I looked around, what a disconcerting school…
It was pink - extravagantly pink, with mostly western architecture. I have seen similar building structures on my visits to Europe. How disappointing: it didn't used to be like this, so influenced is the elite of this country by others culture. I sighed in the wind; I've become so nostalgic in my old age.
The wind; I looked to the sky. Gently, it brushed through my hair, caressed around my body. A peace I've found in this era. No wars, no death. One barters through wealth and prestige – both of which I have much – such a boring world it has become.
Children start to pour in; some glance at me and some comment, but most are too indulged in their pathetic lives to notice. I took a low breath; the faint demonic and overwhelmingly human stench mingling together in these hybrid children – years of close extinction resulting in the necessary breeding of yokai and humans. Over the years, most are too human to even be considered hanyo.
A child stumbled into me and fell. "Hey!" His petulant voice rang in my ear, "At least apologize."
I ignored him; he was nothing to deserve my confession. I walked away – I had only one objective to be in this wretched stink of teenage hormones. My promise must be fulfilled, and then I will leave.
~CHANGE~
"What a rude guy!" Kaoru exclaimed, helping out his fallen brother.
"Who is he, anyway?" Tamaki stared at the man's back, "He looks too old to go to this school."
"That's right," Kyoya nudged his glasses higher, "If I'm correct – and I usually am – that man is the elusive owner of the Yagami Companies."
"Really? Wow!" Honey stared wide-eyed at the man, "He owns most of the western real estate, and has major holdings in almost every company!"
"Indeed, the Ootori has many relations with them, going back many generations." Kyoya looked to Tamaki, "In fact all our families are entwined with his."
"Even so, it's no excuse to be impolite." Hikaru dusted his trousers off.
"Hey, guys. What happened?" Haruhi came up to them, noticing Hikaru's disheveled appearance.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki cried, running toward her. "What are you doing here?"
"I go to school here." She said plainly.
Tamaki patted her head and leaned down to her face, "Yeah, but yesterday you said you were sick!" He felt her forehead, and then proceeded to open her eye as wide as it could go.
Haruhi slapped his hands away, "I was, but it went away last night."
"Still, you should get rest if you were sick," Honey tugged on her sleeve and smiled brightly, "Right, Takashi?"
Mori nodded, but said little.
"No, really guys I'm fine. I just must have had one of those twenty-four-hour things." Haruhi shrugged, and continued to walk to the school, "Come on, I'm gonna be late for class."
"Hey Haruhi," Hikaru started, taking one of her arms, "You'll never guess who we met…." Kaoru continued, taking her other.
"Hey! Stop touching Haruhi!" Tamaki rushed after them.
Kyoya ignored them, glancing at the direction that the man went. I wonder what he's doing here.
"Kyo-chan," Honey got serious, "It's odd that Yagami is here. I remember hearing that he is rarely even in Japan. Usually he's doing business in Europe or America."
Kyoya nodded, "It certainly doesn't sit well. We'll have to keep an eye out."
~CHANGE~
"Oh, so I see, the man just walked away, with no apologies or anything?" One girl said, looking intensely sympathetic.
"That's what Hikaru and Kaoru told me." Haruhi poured tea into the girls' cups.
"How impolite!" Another said, voice going into a shrill shriek.
"You know, I saw a man going to the administration's office, I asked my friend who was over there and she said he wanted to see the headmaster. It's probably the same guy." Another told the others, who greedily listened.
"I wonder what he's doing here." The first girl questioned.
"Who knows..." Haruhi smiled, "How 'bout some cake?"
"Of course!" The three girls squealed.
Haruhi looked around the room as she went to get the cakes, noticing a disappearance: Odd, Kyoya's not here.
~CHANGE~
Huh, that man's still here? Kyoya glanced at the man sitting oh so gracefully on a couch outside the headmasters office.
Kyoya could tell he was impatient, and getting angrier with every passing second. The man was truly impressive, with a long, lithe body – surprisingly foreboding – and graceful, slender features. His face could have been described as beautiful, if not for the piercing glare that contradicted an almost feminine appearance.
The man's tall form lounged elegantly over the pillows, and if one was not paying attention one would probably have thought him to be relaxed. But Kyoya saw the small movement of his long fingers, tapping an irked rhythm and the dangerous glint in his golden brown eyes. Kyoya had heard that Yagami was a formidable opponent, most didn't dare go against him – and yet, it was still not known what his company actual did. Sure, Kyoya figured his company was in real estate, even his family had to go through Yagami in order to buy land. But other than that, it's unknown what his company is doing having shareholders in almost every company, or what he does out of the country –
"Boy." The deep voice interrupted Kyoya's thoughts, "Stop staring."
Kyoya was surprised at how he had let his mind wonder, he said nothing though, just turned his head to look outside the window. Out of his peripherals, he saw the man follow his gaze, and for a second Kyoya thought he saw the man soften, "The wind has stopped." He said it so quietly, Kyoya barely heard it. Kyoya noticed then the arms of the tree's had stopped moving. What an odd thing to comment on.
Stealing himself, Kyoya turned to him, boldly asking, "Why are you here?"
The man remained impassive, but answered, "I do not need to explain myself to someone such as you."
Arrogant bastard, Kyoya thought, his anger spiking at the man's obvious disdain. The door to the office, and the secretary came out, "Ah, Mr. Yagami. The headmaster is sorry for this, but he's just got an emergency call from his wife and had to go home."
The man snorted, and pushed past the secretary, "Sir! You can't go in there!"
"If that insolent lowlife is too terrified to speak to me, he should not have wasted my time." The man's calm voice was oddly menacing, and Kyoya walked forward to listen to what Yagami would do.
"Oh, Kyoya! You shouldn't be here, aren't you supposed to be at your charming club?" The secretary smiled nervously, closing the door tightly before Kyoya could get a good look inside.
"Yes, of course." He smiled enchantingly back, hoping to get a little information out the woman "I just dropped by to get the paperwork for this month."
"Didn't you come by last week for that?" She laughed, clearly set at ease, "Here I'll get it for you."
"Thank you." In truth, he had come last week for the paperwork, but it was a good excuse to come and spy on the unexpected visitor. "I hope the headmaster is alright."
"Oh, yes, that…" She glanced at the door. "It's fine, just some business about the school, something about one of our students I think. Just don't go spreading that around." She laughed at her own preposterous request as if he would share his information until the absolute best moment.
A student? Perhaps we're getting a new transfer – although, he doesn't seem like the father type. Perhaps he has business with one of their parents. Kyoya shrugged, his curiosity was piqued but he had much more important items on his itinerary than a single arrogant aristocrat.
~CHANGE~
"Hey, I'm going home early, I'm not feeling well." Haruhi announced when the last guest left.
"Aww! We were going to talk about the theme for next week's fundraiser festival. I want to do the Feudal Era theme!" Tamaki whined.
The twins nudged Tamaki out of the frame, "We understand. You just go home and rest."
"Yeah, you need to be well for our festival!" Honey waved from his perch on Mori's shoulder.
"See you, tomorrow." Haruhi waved back, Kyoya never came.