He was like snow. Cold and unyielding, but beautiful.
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I had started going to the club to get ideas for stories. I was a writer, or at least, I wanted to be. And the characters of the Host Club were quite the inspiration. Generally, I met with Haruhi. She knew them all the best, and as a girl, her view towards them was surprisingly objective. Plus, other than that, she was great to make conversation with. Tamaki was one of my favorites to turn into characters. He was what every writer loves; a little ball of everything. Not to mention the way he made all the girls swoon. He had a knack for it, and it helped me with my romantic drabbles.
On one particular day, I had gotten a spark, if you will, so I stayed scribbling until most of the guests had gone.
"She really is dedicated isn't she?" Honey-sempai mentioned to Mori.
I laughed, "It's just something that happens sometimes."
Honey yawned. "I wish I had a talent like that."
I looked up from my words. "Honey, your fighting skills are unmatched-"
He waved his hand at me, looking very bored. "It's not like that. Stories make people smile."
I gave him a large smile. "Yeah, I guess they do."
A breeze rolled in, causing my papers to fly across the room. Kyoya bent down to pick them up, and handed them to me.
"It's a shame," he said, "That such a talented writer wastes her time with such corny stories."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "It's a shame such a talented businessman wastes his time with such a corny club."
He pushed his glasses up, and they caught the light. "Touché, Miss Adeline."
"I love her stories!" Tamaki shouted, his hands placed passionately over his chest.
"Because they're all about you." Haruhi muttered under her breath.
I giggled.
"Say how come-"
"You never write about us?" The twins chimed.
I rolled my eyes. "I've written plenty about you."
"But not enough, darling," Hakuri said, his cheek pressed on mine.
"We need more." Kaoru added, taking my hand and kissing it.
I pulled away, smiling, "You two are truly the most troublesome twins I've ever met."
"Oh, Kaoru, I think we made our lady blush."
"Indeed Hakuri. Her skin glows so beautifully when it's tinted pink like that."
I laughed, waving them away. "Stop that. I'm writing."
"You should write about Kyoya. He doesn't have a story yet." Hakuri was hovering over me.
"I doubt he wants one," I said, scribbling on the paper some more.
"Of course he does. You can't leave him out."
I glanced up. Kyoya was at his usual spot, typing away on his computer.
"Kyoya? Do you feel left out?" I called.
He continued to type as he spoke, "It's no interest of mine what you choose to write or not write about."
I tapped the pencil against my chin.
"What's wrong, Adeline?" Honey-sempai was rubbing his eyes.
"It'll be an interesting challenge," I explained, "Turning Kyoya into a romantic character."
"Kyoya is plenty romantic!" Tamaki jumped in, "He knows his way around the maidens. You should see how many clients request him!"
Suddenly Tamaki got that look in his eye that we all knew too well.
"I know! Kyoya! You should take Adeline on a date! So that way she has inspiration!"
I threw my hands up, locking eyes with Kyoya and shaking my head. "No no, it's fine. He's busy and it's really not necessary. It's not fair to put him in a position-"
"I have spare time on Saturday." He said boredly, not letting the commotion interrupt his typing. I had nothing on him when it came to dedication. I was somewhat surprised at his leniency, but it was to be expected. Kyoya had a habit of making Tamaki happy, no matter how irritating his antics might be. I caught Haruhi shooting me a surprised glance. I guess she hadn't expected him to accept either. I don't quite remember, but I think I nodded, and I swallowed, since my mouth had gone dry, before I said, "Ok."
Tamaki clapped his hands excitedly.
"I can't wait to read it." Honey said, jumping onto Mori's shoulders.
"Don't make it too good-"
"Ours still have to be the best."
"Well, two is always better than one, isn't it?" I winked at the twins.
They laughed and embraced each other. They sure knew how to play off the whole 'twincest' image.
I continued to write, the words spilling onto the page, and I didn't notice that most of the members of the club had gone home. All, save for one. A shadow rose over my paper and I looked up to see its owner. Kyoya was looking down at me.
"I shall pick you up at eleven."
"Oh no, it's quite alright we can just meet somewhere-"
"I'm well aware of your situation, Adeline," he pushed up his glasses, "And I can assure you it is of no consequence."
I bit the inside of my cheeks. Of course he knew. He knew everything about everybody. While I attended Ouran, it was on a scholarship, much like Haruhi's. Perhaps that's why we got along so well. My scholarship didn't cover everything, and I wasn't exactly a commoner, but I was by no means at the level at which the rest of my peers were. My father owned a few restaurants. Nothing major, but business was good and we were well off. In their eyes though, I'm sure they would have seen me as a commoner.
"O-ok then," I stammered, "Eleven."
He nodded, turning his back to me and heading back to his desk. He looked so tall suddenly. He really was an intimidating figure. Especially when he shot those death glares he was so infamous for. And yet he was the brilliant mastermind behind everything. The one who turned Tamaki's crazy ideas into reality. A true Shadow King.
'Behind every great man is an even greater woman.'
I couldn't help but to giggle at the thought that it was probably why Tamaki called Kyoya 'mommy.'
"Is something the matter?"
I looked up at him. He had taken off his glasses, rubbing his neck and staring at the screen. I had never seen him without his glasses before. And like an instrument, it felt as though I was experiencing a new and secret chord, one I wanted to be played again and again.
I shook my head, not caring if he had seen me or not, and scribbled the first line of his story.
He was like snow. Cold and unyielding, but beautiful.
I looked up at him again, and became painfully aware that we were alone in the room.
"Why haven't you left yet?" I asked.
"I need to finish."
I smiled. "I can understand that."
"This is business. Not a silly story."
I clenched my jaw but released a deep breath. I had a bad habit of losing my temper too quickly. And with Kyoya, he required extra patience. He had a tendency to say things blatantly. For all his analysis and keen ability to read people, he could be rather rude.
"Importance is relative. And writing brings me pleasure. When I get really close to the end of a story, or I get a new idea, I can't stop until it's all written out. All I'm saying is I can relate to the need to finish something."
He replied with a curt nod.
So maybe I talked too much. I was starting to realize why I had never written about Kyoya before. What kind of girl would it take for him to fall head over heels? Was he even capable of falling head over heels? Maybe in his own, discreet way. Definitely. He'd give her a flower every now and again, maybe catch her if she ever happened to trip near him. For Christmas he'd give her a lavish piece of jewelry. Nothing flashy of course, it wasn't quite in his nature. She'd need to be smart, someone he could respect. Definitely. Maybe she'd have to be cynical. He was the Shadow King after all. He'd need himself a Queen.
She was like rain. Mysterious and alluring.
I tapped the pencil against the table, thinking. That could work, for now. I packed up my things, and bid him goodbye. He didn't bother to look up from his computer, but gave me a 'mhm' with a vague nod of his head. I left the music room, my thoughts on Saturday. I'd have to get him to actually talk to me. Figure out what kind of girl caught his fancy. That would be simple enough…right?
A/N: So I just binge watched this anime over the weekend and I fell in love with the Shadow King. So this was born. I'd like to continue it but like I said I'm going to be really busy. Nonetheless I needed to post this because I wanted to know what you all think and to please my fellow fangirls lol ^^ Don't forget to favorite and review! Thanks all and hope you enjoyed~~
