She was pretty, as she glided down the stairs of the Ootori mansion, her dress flowed gracefully with her every step. Her eyes, green and behind sophisticated thin black glasses. She had a feminine figure but she was not too girly. Her beachy curls stopped at her shoulders.
She was just like the rest. His other fiancé's. She was a Famous American singer that Kyouya never heard of. She made her way towards Kyouya.
Fuyumi waved her hand in front of his face to get his attention. He blinked and faced her.
"Don't ruin it with this one Kyouya, please." She turned and walked away. Kyouya looked at the girl. He didn't even know her name. She gently brushed passed him and whispered,
"Avery Ellis." and continued towards a group of people standing on the other side of the room. Kyouya was confused.
"Carrie!" he heard the young girl say. He decided to forget it, they could get to know each other better later, she was staying at the mansion for two weeks, she would then go back to America to finish her third album, and when she got back they would be properly engaged.
Another hour passed at the Ootori affair. Kyouya felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. It was Avery. She was blushing.
" I'm sorry, but that was my sister, I haven't seen her in years, and she never tried to communicate with me. Thank you for waiting." Kyouya put on his best Host smile and extended his arm. She grabbed hold shyly, and they began to make their way across the floor. A few minutes later, Avery slipped and grabbed hold of the closest thing available, Kyouya's jacket sleeve.
Avery fell to her knees. A single tear fell on the marble floor. Her left hand held the remains of Kyouya's sleeve. Her cheeks a dark shade of red from her embarrassment.
"Gomen," and with that she dashed off.
Kyouya woke up. He was sweating. He looked at his alarm clock. 3:04. Too early. He laid back only to sit straight up. That dream. He leaned into his hand. He hated that dream. That nightmare.
That memory.
That engagement was cancelled by Avery, two years ago, were it would have been cancelled by Kyouya himself. He hadn't heard from Avery Ellis in years. Luckily for him, she wasn't his type. Or maybe she was. Maybe that's why he has been dreaming of her so much that week. He laid back down again and fell asleep thinking of Avery.
Okay this is my first Ouran story, please tell me what you truly think!
Chiclets