Koyuki was sitting on a bench outside, the cool wind kissing her soft, pale skin; the wind moved her pink hair, causing it to flutter. She was dressed up, there was a dance tonight held by the Host club, she was hoping for some dancing with her boyfriend, until he got swooped up by a bunch of prissy girls. She was wearing a baby blue, strapless dress that hugged her torso like a second skin, but fluffed out around the waist like a tutu; her soft pink hair was down, a rare sight, and had small waves added, the tips reached her mid-back. She wore a bit of makeup, her dark eyes looked smoky and her lips looked red and kissable; she was wearing a pair of white heels, something she found easy to walk in.
She hummed as the last song of the night came on; the cool air caused goose bumps to appear on the surface of her pale skin. Hearing a throat being cleared, she looked up through her dark lashes at her boyfriend, who was wearing a dark blue tuxedo; she looked up at him with a slight glare, upset he hadn't asked her to dance when the party was still going on.
Sure, she was last to arrive due to her overprotective brother not letting her leave the house, but he still could have danced with her. Although, a small part of her understood, he was a Host, many girls would hate her and she'd be an enemy. This was her first year at Ouran, and he didn't want to ruin her chance at making female friends.
"Oh, now you notice me?" she muttered sarcastically, resting her chin on the heel of her hand.
"Let's dance," he spoke, she read the emotion in his voice and in his eyes and stood up. Grabbing his hand begrudgingly, she gave a gasp of surprise as he pulled her close to his chest.
"I'm still expecting an apology," she murmured, resting her head against his chest, letting his heartbeat soothe her.
"I'm sorry," he kissed the top of the girls head, wrapping his arms around her small waist.
Once the song ended, she yawned and rubbed her eyes. A small gasp left her lips as she was yanked up, she was being carried like a bride from the tall Host, a smile formed on her lips as she reached up and gave him a small kiss, "I love you," she muttered, snuggling into his chest, "Taka-Kun."
Takashi smiled at the small first-year in his arms, her lips were formed into a small 'o' and she started to snore, a clear indication she fell asleep, "I love you, too."
Meanwhile, the two didn't notice the shadow host in the background; his glasses flash and he smirked, "Well," Kyoya murmured, so the two didn't hear him, "I did say something interesting towards the end of the night would happen."