Overview
Title: The Right Reasons
Genres: Romance, Friendship, Humor
Perspective: Third person
Pairings: KyouyaOC (main), FuyumixHusband, OcxOC, possible TamaHaru later
Rating: Teen for mild language, mild romantic scenes, and, of course, just in case
Summary: When his life is turned upside-down by an unforeseen announcement and an unexpected houseguest, the only person who can make things right is Kyouya's sworn competitor, Arisu, an OC. Slightly Pride-and-Prejudice-y with all the laughs and romance of Ouran.
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AN: Hey there, everyone! Here's my first fanfiction! I'm not making any promises about updating every week or anything, but i hope you'll read and enjoy anyway!
Disclaimer-- I don't own Ouran. I also don't own Pride and Prejudice. They belong respectively to Bisco Hatori and Jane Austen. If I did own them, though, that would be sweet!!
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Teaser
Kyouya sat alone in his room. The rest of the Host Club members were at their respective homes, and it was a fairly uneventful Friday evening, save for the fact that the youngest Ootori and his family were going to a formal party at the mansion of the two head psychiatric doctors working in conjunction with (but not yet a branch of) the Ootori hospitals.
As per his style, Kyouya had done his research: the host and hostess of the party were a husband and wife team, who had met in med school and graduated a year apart, each at the top of their class. The husband specialized in treating the psychiatric patients while his wife did the research, gathered the data, made speculations (known in the scientific world as hypotheses), and ran tests on the patients. They had two children: the first child, a son, had died years ago due to complications of pneumonia; Kyouya vaguely remembered attending the funeral, but the memory, much to his frustration, was too blurry to be of much use. The second child, a daughter, was still alive and well. Not much was written in the Ootori Database about the doctors, and even less was written about their two children.
Currently, the doctor duo was working on a cure to severe, malignant phobias, and tonight, in an adults-only setting, they would be presenting their findings to other medical professionals. It was a bittersweet thing to Kyouya: he didn't mind having something to do besides his homework (it was two weeks before finals and Kyouya desperately needed a break from the workload before he snapped from stress and he knew it), but he also knew that Adults Only meant that he would be left out for sure. Both of his brothers would get to see the presentation and Fuyumi's neurosurgeon husband would get in no problem, but he would be shut out with all the other rich non-adults in attendance. At least I have Fuyumi, he reasoned.
Knowing that he was completely alone in his room and it was safe to drop his cool-calm-and-collected act, Kyouya sighed heavily, and with a bit of emotional effort, he hoisted himself off his couch and went over to his bed where he had already laid out a neatly pressed dark gray suit. With another sigh, he began undressing… first the button-up shirt, then his socks, and then his black jeans until only his blue-and-gray-plaid boxers remained. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and gave himself three more minutes to wallow in self-pity. That was all the time he had.
He rubbed a little deodorant on under his arms, gave a few spritzes of a very low-key cologne, and then let those sink in for a minute, sighing the whole time.
He pulled the crisp black pants on, zipped up the fly and buttoned the two hidden buttons, then pushed his hands into the pockets to make sure they weren't sticking out. Then came the white, button up shirt, and then the indigo tie, and then the black vest. Over all that, he pulled on a dark gray jacket with tails. Hope this place has air conditioning or I'll fry in this thing. He pulled on a pair each of black socks and shoes, laced the latter up, and sighed again as he looked in the mirror.
Satisfactory.
With a huge gust of air, he checked his Rolex on his wrist. His three minutes were up.
Resignedly, he gave his mirror a sad smile, grabbed his black trench coat and went downstairs to leave with his family.
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AN: Longer chapters will be posted in the future, I promise! Hope you enjoyed it so far!