AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Okay, guys, this is my first fanfic-thing EVER. Now let me explain what's happening exactly (then it might make some sense): Kyoya Ootori is worried about the Club spiraling into dept because, as we all know, Tamaki's an idiot, and continually buys expensive things that are causing there piles of money to run low and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
So anyway, Kyoya takes action and for some unknown reason gets a job babysitting my little demon of a cousin, Grace. Yeah, this takes place in a hospital, and this kinda happened in real life… I just took me out and put Kyoya in along with some OC's of friends and crap. LOTS AND LOTS OF OOC-NESS, READ IF YOU DARE! R&R (I'm pretty sure that means Read and Review… And reviews are good? CURSE MY NEW-NESS! D:), people, R&R!
There was a soft rapping against hospital room 208, the door creaked open to reveal half of a shifty-eyed face that poked around it. A few foot below it was another face, but this one was younger... Oh, so very much younger, of course this makes the first feel old, so I will shut up now. -There was a silence between the trio, an uncuttable si- never mind, small, screaming children just walked by. Well, anyway the three were silent. That's all that matters. The door flew open, smacking the wall with a loud thud that echoed down the hall. "Kyoya!", a very fangirlly voice squeed (much too loud for a hospital). Getting ready to glomp the poor teen, the annoying doppelganger beat her to it. "Toyota!", came a voice that made Toyota-Kyoya twitch... involuntarily. In an instant the thing attached itself, in other words, claming the raven's leg, "Hi!" The brunette's eyes narrowed at the red-haired nine year-old's action, grabbing her by the back of the shirt and flinging the unwanted child into the hospital room. Slamming the door close and barricading the door with a random pulled-out-of-nowhere chair. ""Sorry, that's Grace, my cousin... she's a demon, I swear. I'm sorry!", Dramatically, she hugged him, leaving his arms trapped useless at his sides. He wanted to pry the fangirl -rabid fangirl might I add- off him, but that was impossible. Releasing the unimpressed young man she grinned stupidly, "Thanks, Kyo-chan, it really means a lot to me that you'll watch this little red headed de-" Grace's mother was coming, "-adorable, angel! She's a joy y'know, and I can't stand to leave her with you. Promise you'll take good care of her, she means so much to m- Thank God, she's gone!" Kyoya raised an eyebrow and pushed his glasses up epically, saying nothing. "Bye-bye now.", the brunette turned and waved. "Wait... where do you think you're going, Katie was it?", the teen (perhaps the first time ever in his life) was puzzled. Flipping around Katie bared the same expression for a second before softening, "Oh yeah! Thanks Kyo-chan! I totally forgot!" Ripping the door open she took a run and go while yelling, "Im'ma comin' guys! To Canada!" And with that, she jumped out the window. Kyoya stood there for a second trying to comprehend what the crap had happened and what he might get himself into... 'The window's already broken... Maybe if I jump too, They'll let me go to Canada. It seems like fun-', he snapped himself away form the retarded thought that had somehow entered his incredible brain. "The stupid must be getting to me already. Sooner than later, I'll be in the same bucket as... Tamaki..." he muttered, stressing the name 'Tamaki' as if it hurt him to speak it, or it scared him out of his wits. It was both, truthfully.
The red head little girl inched awkwardly out of the room, closing the door behind her. Looking up at the much taller man, they locked gazes. They just stood there, Kyoya as sharp as a knife, Grace as sharp as... mayonnaise.
"Toyota-"
"Kyoya", he corrected, sighing slightly. "Can we go down to the gift shop?" What? He had just gotten here! There was no heckuva way to get him to go all the way back downstairs, "No." Grace whimpered loudly, catching the attention of many passers-by. "I said no.", Kyoya growled. He met this child not even five minutes ago... and he already hated her. "Please, let's go in.", he kneeled down to her level, "Alright?" Her eyes were welling up with frustrated tears. Kyoya bit his lip... Crap, she was gonna blow. "Fine. I'll take you, let me go in and meet everyone first." She came back to life then, "Hurry! Please?" Kyoya groaned, "I promise it won't go anywhere." As he went to walk toward the door labeled 208 something cold wrapped around his left hand. The sudden unexpected contact made him gasp. "Did I scare you?" the girl giggled tightening her grip, cutting of the circulation to his fingers. "Something like that.", A very annoyed Ootori muttered.
Making his way into a very crowded room 208, he introduced himself as he went along, to his surprise, everyone knew him by name. Must have been that Katie girl. In mid-conversation a sharp tug pulled him back a little, "Kyoya..." He had almost forgot all about little Gracie. He turned around looking down at the little girl that was blushing slightly as she tilted her head as best as she could to see him. He squatted down to her level, "Yes, What is it?" Grace fidgeted a bit, "Can you take me downstairs now, mister?" He stood back up, "Excuse me, everyone." Weaving his way back out into the hall, Kyoya realized that he kind of wanted to get a breather from the over-populated room, too. He Waited for the little one outside, she was out in a couple short minutes holding a pink wallet, "Can we go?" Kyoya was deep in thought by then, "... Huh? Oh, yes, of course, Grace." As they boarded the elevator Grace fiddled idly with her wallet. The elevator ride was short, this hospital only consisted of two floors. As the elevator stopped, the opening doors made a scratching sound. Grace complained, "That sound scares me!" The other passengers chuckled and smiled as they dispatched. Kyoya stared blankly at the little girl, praying for forgiveness for whatever sin he had committed to be forced into such a horrid punishment.
The gift shop was tiny, and quite pathetic. Nevertheless, Grace took about forty minutes to walk the shop. After finally persuading her to leave, Kyoya walked her back to the elevator, getting annoyed at how she made a move to copy each of his. 'How do the Hitachiin twins do this? You'd think it would get old, but I'm not her... twin, either. Thank Go-' Kyoya's thinking was cut short by a lady in the elevator, "Are you her older brother? You two sure do favor." Kyoya felt his lips part, this lady must be some telepathic guru or something, "No, ma'am... I'm just watching her." The lady nodded, "I thought so..." Kyoya blinked, "What?" But the telepath must've not heard him, since she hurried of the elevator as the doors opened. As soon as they were in the hallway Grace wined, "I'm thirsty!" She drew out thirsty, making it louder as she went along. "There's water in the room, or I can get you some at the nurses' station." Grace pouted, crossing her chubby arms, "I don't like water! It's nasty. I wanna go downstairs and get a drink!" Kyoya was getting annoyed again, and that blood type AB thing was kicking in, "Too bad, you'll live. I swear you won't dehydrate and waste away before supper." Grace was getting upset and stomped her foot, "I wanna go downstairs." Kyoya dropped down to her level, it seemed to be pretty effective... watching Nanny 911 with his older sister was paying off after all. "Grace," He kept his voice smooth and calm, "There are numerous sick people here that are trying to get well, and they really want you to be quiet so they can rest and go home to be with their families, alright?" She was quiet for a long time, "Like Aunt Sharon?" Kyoya couldn't help but smile, victory, sweet victory, he had done it, "Like Aunt Sharon."
Grace looked up at him, "I still wanna drink."
