Hello my wonderful and sweet readers! :3 I'm back with a new fic! Now, I've constantly had this idea and plot, but I've always been hesitant because I know this is a touchy subject. A very big thing in today's world: AIDS.
Yeah. But I'm going to take a bold step and write my first fic involving the ever dangerous STD known as AIDS. Now, the pairing of this fic will be undetermined, because I want to see what people want. I've done KyoyaXTamaki, and KyoyaXKaoru. I'm currently making a KyoyaXHaruhi friendship one-shot, and I finished a TamakiXKyoya friendship one-shot. So, to expand my pairing choice, as this fic progresses, I want YOU, the readers, to decide and help me mold this fic's romance. :3 All I know is that this will mostly revolve around Kyoya.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HOST CLUB! I ONLY OWN THIS PLOT AND SOME CHARACTERS! I ALSO ONLY OWN THE NAMES OF KYOYA'S BROTHERS! THANKS!
NOTE ADDED 8/28/13: I am fully aware NOW that Kyoya's older brothers DO have names in the manga, but I didn't find out until I posted more chapters to this fic. I am keeping the names as they are, though, because well, I've spent to long writing to change it. So sorry.
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CHAPTER 1
Always he was pressured to be perfect... Always. He had to be the best in everything... He had to surpass Rin and Akira... Even his childhood was stolen. Never could he play with boys his age. He couldn't play with his big sister, or his big brothers... Who decides these things? What almighty force controlled the way his life ran?
'My dad...'
Though his father didn't control the way his life was, he did control what he should do... Kyoya was living under his father's thumb, and was expected to be "perfect."
'Perfection is just a word...'
That was Kyoya's thought. He didn't believe in perfection. It was only a stupid word that someone made up thousands of years ago while creating the english language. How could he be perfect?
"Kyoya... You're being sent to America to meet with a man named Kurt Baxter and his son. They're thinking of making connections with our company. Kurt Baxter is the owner of Baxter Inc. a powerful electronics company who's incredible creations may benefit us. His son is Xephyr Baxter. You'll be in America for two weeks. Help them choose to make connections with us. Persuade them."
These were the orders of Yoshio Ootori. Kyoya usually disdained being ordered, but in this case, he was thrilled. This was the first time his father trusted him enough to send him to another country to negotiate with another company. 'Maybe I've finally proven myself to him...'
Kyoya immediatly returned to his room to get his bags ready. As he packed, the door opened. "So, dad finally is putting you to good use?" Kyoya sighed in irritation.
"Jelousy is an ugly thing, Akira." Kyoya looked up at his oldest brother. The raven haired man looked at his younger sibling and smirked. Behind him appeared a brunette with glasses. Kyoya smiled a bit, "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted him to realize my potential? This is amazing!"
Akira laughed, "Even Rin and I weren't sent on any business trips at your age." The brunette, Rin, gave a soft clap, "Kudos, Little Brother." he said.
Kyoya smiled, glad to recieve praise from his brothers. Though they never really were together, all three of them seemed to get along. Akira, being the eldest of them was collected, calculating, and serious. Rin, as the second oldest, was a little more playful. His appearance was one thing Kyoya used to tease as a child, claiming that he looked like the bassist of an American band.
Rin strolled over to Kyoya's couch and sat down. He picked up a portrait that was placed on the coffee table in front of the couch, "Are you gonna let your little boyfriend know?" he teasingly asked, looking at the picture of the Host Club.
"Tamaki isn't my boyfriend, Rin. He's my friend and nothing more." Kyoya answered from his space on the floor. Rin giggled, "Ooo, then can I have him?" It was no secret to the family that Rin was gay. Normally Yoshio would be angry with such a thing, but seeing as Rin had made such a success of himself, the fact was pushed aside and ignored.
Kyoya struggled to shut the suitcase, pushing the contents down as much as he could, but to no avail. He somewhat felt like Fuyumi. "Rin," he called, "help!" Rin and Akira came and sat on the bag, allowing Kyoya to zip it closed. "Thanks."
Akira slid to the floor, "So... Nervous?" He asked. Kyoya gave a shrug, "Not really. Though this is my first time going out on my own..." he looked at the portrait on his table, "What do you think mom would be thinking...?"
Silently all three of the Ootori boys looked at the photo. The picture was of their missing mother and them when they were children. In the photo their mother had five year old Kyoya in her arms, while fifteen year old Fuyumi leaned against her mother's shoulder. Seventeen year old Rin was kneeling beside his mother and was resting his head on her knee, and eighteen year old Akira stood behind his mother, his hand gently resting on her shoulder. Their mother was their comfort. With her... They felt safe and protected...
"I think..." Akira said softly, "She'd be proud about this..." smiling, he ruffled Kyoya's silky raven hair, "Or she'd be holding your waist trying to keep you from walking out of that door." he laughed.
Kyoya could only laugh as well, "Probably." Slowly, their laughs faded and they just sat together, looking at their mother's photo. Rin was the one to break the silence, "I miss her..." They all had to agree... Their mother dissappeared when Kyoya was seven.
"Well, we should go." Akira stood, "I have some work to get done." Rin followed his actions, "Yeah, I should go, too. I have a date with a sweet looking man." he fluffed his hair with vanity. Kyoya couldn't help but laugh.
Once the two brothers left, Kyoya looked down at his bag. Then his eyes drifted to the phone. 'I guess I should tell him. Don't want him spamming my phone or emails.' He picked up the phone and called Tamaki.
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Okay, first chap is mostly about Kyo and his brothers. Rin especially will play a pretty good part in this fic so... GET USED TO HIM!
