A Proposal from the Shadow King
Author's Note: Yosh! Another story from me~ x3 I hope that this one is good enough, anyway, I'm still going to continue writing my other fics (A Complicated Love and Love Gone Wrong), I'm just going to write them all at the same time (as if I could do it really ;A;)
Disclaimer: Baaaw, you know that Ouran isn't mine. *pouts pouts pouts* And The Proposal isn't mine as well. ;-;
Chapter 1: What?
Crrrriiiiiing, Crrrriiiiiiiiiing, Crriiiiiiing.
Went off, Haruhi's clock, looking drowsily at it, she looked at it calmly at first, but when she saw that it was already 6:30, she stood up abruptly, Shit, I'm going to be late! Mr. Ootori wouldn't like this..
She hastily went to the bathroom, and took a quick shower, dressing up for work, she ran off to the door, making sure she locked it and dashed off for the elevator, she pressed the elevator's "down" button.
1 minute has passed…
Haruhi was getting impatient, she looked at her watch, 1 minute has passed, she can't afford to lose such precious time.
3 minutes has passed…
Oh, this is just getting annoying! She looked at her watch again, it was already around 7:15, she can't afford to be late, not today.
Swinging her brief case, she ran off to the direction of the stairs, this was going to be hard, living in the 5th floor.. She dashed, as fast as she could, and finally she arrived downstairs.
The streets was bustling with people and she was pretty annoyed at everything now, she went to the café near her, where she always orders drinks for her boss, Kyoya, since he requests for it.
Entering the café, the boy who worked there, Nekozawa, gave her the 2 usual cups that she orders and winked.
"Call me," He said, writing down his number on her cup. Haruhi stopped and stared, usually the older guy wouldn't say anything, but waved his puppet at her, which she thought was creepy, I mean who the hell plays with dolls, in this age? But she noted, that didn't stop the customers from going in the café, well, the coffee was surprisingly good so why not?
She shook her head, she had no time for these things, she said, "Sure, I'll call you some time," and paid for the drinks, then she ran off the café, some customers who were in line were scowling, and muttering something about favoritism, and how that was unfair. They were shut up by Nekozawa though, with a creepy smile and a small, "What did you say?", background music filled the room with, "I'll curse you if you say some sort of things like that again," and some random creepy stuff like that.
Kyoya's Side
6:00 AM
He was already awake, he look like crap, that he knew oh so well, he wasn't really a morning person, much less he hates the morning, the birds chirping, the sun shining ever so brightly.
He sulked. He really preferred evening. Where he could hear the owls hoot, and the moon was ever so bright, though it didn't hurt his eyes or sting them, unlike when he would look at the sun.
He stood up and went to the bathroom, he took a long hot bath, he didn't want to go to work today, stress was too much over at work, and he had a clumsy Assistant Editor, Haruhi was it? He forgot, though he was sure that was her name, to help him at work.
He dressed himself up, ate breakfast, and brushed his teeth, he looked at his watch.
7:20 AM
He was already dressed up for work, and one of his countless maids, were waiting in front of the door, holding his shoes for him.
He wore his shoes and walked over to his car, well, more like, a limo, really.
He sighed, he was rich, but, why did he chose to become an executive editor-in-chief?
Well.. It was his dream since he was younger, and even though his father didn't like it, when he said he was accepted as an executive editor-in-chief in a big company. Much less the company is from America. Though Kyoya didn't see why he shouldn't take this chance, I mean come on he was the youngest out of his brothers, and all of them are trying to be the heir of his father's company.
He wanted to be different from them, he was going to show his father that he can stand on his own just fine.
He sighed; sometimes he did miss his home, back in Japan. His sister.. Even his brothers. But.. This is the highest paying company he was accepted in, and he had to take this chance (and also he wanted to know what it feels like to live in America, the Western movies that he has watched when he was younger made him curious). He just had to. Or else it would be completely such a waste.
He looked outside, traffic was bad.
7:35 AM
He finally arrived at the building, it was huge, it kinda reminds him of his father's buildings back in Japan... The law firm…. The hospital… Though his father's buildings were more grandiose than this one.. But still… He shook his head, he had to get these things out of his mind…
When he entered the building, the elevator was nearly full, but seeing the "Demon King" in such a time, some people, got out, making way for him.
Kyoya grinned, he held such power over these people, that it always makes him giddy, though as they know he was calm and collected, he didn't show that. In the outside.
He finally was dropped on his floor, well, the floor where his office, and some other tiny offices were located. The room was silent, too silent, he noted.
He entered his office and closed the door, looking at the other people outside. He looked at his watch, usually this was the time when his assistant would burst out from the elevator, and go straight to him, giving him his cup of commoner's coffee, which was quite good.
5….. 4….. 3….. 2…. 1…. 0…
Haruhi came rushing in, two cups of coffee in hand, she spilled some of the coffee on her shirt.
"Damn it!"
She went over to the trash can and thrown away the cup of coffee that spilled, she went over to Renge.
Renge looked at her, and then her eyes wandered into her stained shirt. "Oh, Haruhi, you did it again!" She said, she gave out her high-pitched giggle, "oh-hohohoho!" and then, Haruhi sweat dropped.
"Um.. Yeah, Renge, could you help me out? Where's the extra shirt that you always have on you?" Renge nodded, and gave her the shirt, Haruhi gave the cup of coffee for her to hold for the time being, and went to the ladies' bathroom to change and then back. All of that took her only two minutes, which was, a record-breaking time, since usually, if this happens to her it would take her four more minutes.
Kyoya was watching her with a smirk on his face, but then he remembered that he was actually supposed to call someone his senior editor, Ritsu, and he frowned.
"So have you finally have that interview with *Porrah for Mr. Soga?"
"I still haven't had that interview with *Porrah but I'm working on it" Ritsu said out in the phone, Kyoya answered him calmly saying, "Well.. I need that interview, or else Mr. Soga wouldn't want to write any more books,"
"I've been trying for a year now! It's just impossible to have an interview with Porrah, her assistants are just to busy, and I'm trying my best for months now!" Ritsu said, anger was evident in his voice.
Kyoya sighed, really, how hard could it be to have an interview with Porrah? I mean come on, this is a large company we're talking about, Porrah should be pleased to hear that she could have a interview with one of it's authors.
"Well.. You should keep on trying then," Kyoya's patience was already thinning, they had this conversation so many times already, that he feels weary to have this one again, and so early in the morning too.
"I've had enough!" Ritsu said, well, screamed to be exact.
Kyoya was pissed, no one can bossed him around like this, much less someone below him. "Your fired," Kyoya said plainly, and then turned off his phone. He was tired of hearing the same complaint over and over again.
Haruhi entered the room, panting slightly, her face was scarlet in color, she entered just after the unfortunate conversation regarding Ritsu.
"Ah.. I see, you've bought an extra cup with you today, nice choice," He said, it was evident from his voice that he was not pleased, he extended out his hand to reach for his cup of coffee.
Haruhi blushed, it seemed like she was always readable by her boss, Kyoya, she gave the coffee to him, and he raised his eyebrows.
"Why is there a number in my cup? Or should I say your cup?" He looked at the number, and read it out loud, "Call me: (-insert number here-),"
"Um.. Uh, I'm sorry Kyoya, but the server down at the coffee shop wrote his number an-,"
Kyoya smiled, albeit smiled a cold one.
"No need to explain yourself, Haruhi, I know what's going on anyway," He said, a smirk was plastered on his face.
Haruhi's face became redder, she didn't like Kyoya's tone or that smirk either, but she was under Kyoya so she couldn't do anything about it… Or could she?
Before she was going to say something, a smart retort that she was planning to say to that jerk, the door opened.
Misuzu appeared and with a frown on his face to. This wasn't a good sign, and Haruhi had a feeling that something bad is about to happen. Usually, she wouldn't have such feelings, for the older man was easy to talk to, and he was very friendly, having staff games and stuff like that.
"Kyoya… I'm so sorry, but I can't keep you here, in the company I mean, you are a great asset.. But you're a Japanese citizen.. And as such you can't keep on working here in this company… Your going to get deported," Misuzu said, his voice was grave, as if announcing that someone had died. Well.. It was kinda like that, a bit…
Kyoya answered him coolly, though inside his nerves were all in jumbles, "You can't lose me.. I'm the best here, and you know that."
Misuzu shaked his head, seriously, he knew that the boy had so much potential, but, what can he do? He can't do anything about the deportation… "I know… But we have no choice, Kyoya…."
Haruhi's eyes widened, she looked back and forth from Misuzu to Kyoya, and vice versa, she saw that Kyoya was handling the situation just fine.
Kyoya felt that his world was going down, yes, his father provided his living space for him, and provided his maids and his driver, but this was the only thing that he wouldn't provide for Kyoya. His father's exact words were: I'm going to help you with everything.. but your visa.. You have to do something about it yourself.
I'm going to be deported….
That rang inside his head again and again, he knew that this day would be coming, and he thought that this day had come too soon. He was in the peak of his career, and hell, this was considered bad luck is it not?
He thought up a plan, yes, it was a stupid plan, but hell it would work, it just had to.
He stood up and went over to Haruhi's side, he embraced her, he could feel her become rigid from his touch, but he smiled nonetheless.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Last week I proposed to my beloved Haruhi-chan, and we were just going to announce it tomorrow." Kyoya said.
Haruhi was stunned, she was speechless, she could have had laughed out loud if only he didn't find herself so.. so.. so.. helpless in this situation. Kyoya looked at her with the same smile, though his eyes told her that she should play along with his plan.
"Right, dear?" He asked her. She just nodded, Misuzu looked at the both of them, you could see doubt on his face.
"Well… I guess it's understandable as to why we don't know that you proposed to Haruhi last week, since you kept it a secret from us," he said slowly, his eyes were examining the "couple", and still he looked doubtful.
"But may I request for a small thing?" He said with a grin.
Kyoya began to get suspicious of the other man's grin, but he couldn't do anything about it, his life depended on this. Almost.
"What is it, Mr. Sonada?" He asked, a tone of weariness can be heard from his voice.
"Well.. Can you show me a kiss?" His grin was almost too wide now, well too wide for his face, Kyoya thought.
Haruhi looked horrified, terrified to be exact, this was going all wrong, I mean, come on, she didn't do anything to deserve such bad karma right? I mean this is ridiculous.
I wish that I didn't go to work today.. I should have had called in sick…
More thoughts that sounded exactly like that were in her mind, oh how faith was cruel to her.
Kyoya made her face him, before kissing her, he whispered, "Please.. Just do this for me, and I'll grant you any favor that you'd want," and then he kissed her.
Haruhi closed her eyes, and just as fast as how Kyoya kissed her, his lips was gone from her own.
She wanted to scream at him, or do something to him, God, that was her first kiss. But at least it wasn't rough, in fact it was quite soft actually, she noted that Kyoya's lips were as soft as silk. She blushed, she shouldn't think about such things this was just wrong.
Misuzu looked at them, the doubt that was on his face earlier was all gone, and he was smiling.
"Well.. I believe you two now, and congratulations to you both," he said, before walking out of the room.
Kyoya sat back down on his chair, and sighed.
Haruhi didn't know what she should do, so she sat down on the chair opposite to Kyoya, she wanted to scream at him.
"So… We're getting married, huh? Well.. That's a surprise," she said with so much sarcasm, and a glare that could kill somebody in an instant. If only glares could kill.
Kyoya looked at her, and smiled a humorless smile.
"Yeah.. Congratulations Haruhi," he said, before adding this, "I'll grant you one favor, so think about it wisely," He said before getting some papers from the drawer, manuscripts that Haruhi had approved and now, only left him to approve it too, before the company would publish it.
"Congratulations to you too, Kyoya, and about that favor… I'll think about it first," she said, she didn't want to accept this... this ordeal, but what can she do? She felt helpless.
Author's Note: I watched "The Proposal" with my best friend, and I thought, why not make a fanfic out of it? And after about a month or two of brainstorming well.. Here it is! I hope that you'll enjoy this story, and yes, I'm going to try and write all of my stories at once, so I'm so sorry, if I wouldn't update one story for some time, since I'm working on the other. ."
Edit: Yeah, I made some changes~ ." Though they are (kinda?) minor only, so yeah.. thanks for the advice, Scherherazade, I'm going to follow them. XD
Anyway, love it hate it? Please read and review! XD
