Authors Note/Disclaimer:
CCB: I don't own Ouran or Kyoya... Good for Kyoya, sad for me! I can't play with my toy!
Kyoya: I can actually feel my impending doom.
Jess: I'm so confused who are you guys? Why am I here!?
CCB: Oh, hey Jess! I just made you and now your my puppet! Meet the awesome world of Fanfiction!
Jess: Your all crazy!
Kyoya jumps into his limo to be taken home... Tamaki has almost put us in debt, again. I take off my glasses and throw them off to the side in the car. Groaning, I can't wait to get home because... well because she was there. Jessica Briants, his childhood playmate who is now his maid and Fiance. I don't really know why she she insists on still being my maid even though we are to be married. She was my childhood friend turned my maid turned Fiance. I laugh when shes there, I smile and she knows I only do it with her so when she smiles back my heart warms and I slip into my Kyoya Karefree personality as Jess calls my carefree days. No one has the guts to talk to me, all except Jess. I lean my head back and think of my father, how he doesn't care for me and just treats me as a way to expand business.
Damn, I'm turning into Tamaki, I think as I realize I was close to growing mushroom. Even though I hated the idea I still loved Tamaki, not like I love Jess just the way that I think of him as Family. I think back to Tamaki's nickname for me is and I chuckle before I pull out my black notebook. I write down that today's progress was okay but I start doodling a picture of the Host Club. I let my mind wander as I remember my fellow club members tactics on how to see what I write down. Really all I do is make notes/calculations and draw. Yes, I draw, it's my secret hobby but I never let anyone see them -except Tamaki and Jess of course- the rest think I'm writing bad stuff about them -which I occasionally do when I'm mad- but what they didn't realize that most of the artwork of portraits of them were done by me. It's the reason there is none of me -other than me not really being an active host-.
The limo stops and I grab my black notebook -or Death Note as Jess calls it- and bag and walk into my huge house. I loosen my tie and go up the stairs and down many hallways until I get to my room. Then I promptly do the the most graceful swan dive for my bed dropping everything as I do so. I smirk as I think of the faces of the Host Club if they saw me like this.
A brown-haired maid with short cropped hair steps in with light blue eyes that twinkle mischievous glint in them. I look at her cautiously because I know that if she wanted she could be as cold as me. I ask throwing my glasses at the table next to my bed before asking,
"What did you do, Jess?" I raise and eyebrow before standing and taking off my jacket and shirt folding them and putting them on my bed. "Stay, I need to talk to you." I head to the bathroom because it's apparent she wont answer me I unbutton my pants along the way. After shutting the door I take off my pants and call my butler, Kyoda, after making sure that all the preparations are ready, I take my shower the texture of my shampoo felt weird as but I ignored it because I just didn't care. I'm just so excited and I can't wait to see Jess' face.
I get out and towel dry not bothering to brush my hair yet. I have plenty of time for that. I wrap the towel around my waist and walk out of the bathroom to grab a long sleeved shirt and black pants. I go back to the bathroom because Jess is still in my room waiting patiently on my bed. I grab her hand and run down the stairs pulling her along. I cover her eyes when we get to the doors to the kitchen before walking her in. After I uncover her eyes, her already big blues widen as she takes in the brightly lit with a table that had a red velvet table cloth and a bunch of heart shaped cookies with pink frosting and red, white, and pink sprinkles. I bring her to one of the chairs and bend down next to her and whisper in her ear,
"Happy One Year Anniversary." She gasps and starts stuttering,
"I-i thought you f-f-forgot." I smile and kiss her cheek and say,
"I'll never forget when we got engaged." Our wedding wasn't for a few years but I had asked young and she had accepted. She then pales as she looks at my hair, I frown and reach up to touch my stiff hair. I growl at the culprit who started looking guiltier by the second as she looks at her enraged fiance who then sticks a cookie in her mouth before laughing. I kiss her cheek and say,
"What did you do exactly?"
"Traded your shampoo and put glue in it..."
"I love you."
"I love you too, Kyoya Kutie." I groan as I think, NOOOOOOOOO! I have to make sure the guys NEVER hear that one!
