Author's Note- Heyo people of the world! I was just editing Kyoya pics, and I realized that the original story idea I had would be an amazing KyoyaOC story…. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer- I own nothing but the OCs… And Serlans. :D

Prologue

The dreams always started out the same. Completely normal. My friends and I eating at Fred's Corner, two totally cute guys checking us out from the booth across the aisle. Then, everything freezes, and I'm the only one who can move. Or so I think.

The first boy to stand has smooth black hair that looked as if it would feel delicious to run my fingers through. His glasses glint in the light as he turns to face me.

The other boy takes his time. I get the feeling he's doing it so he doesn't scare me. He has shaggy blond hair that looks as if it needs a haircut. His violet eyes glance to the boy on his right.

"You know what we have to do, Tamaki," The black haired one murmurs. His eyes never stray from my face. The blond sighs, then drags his fingers through his hair.

"But she's so young! She hasn't even had a chance to live her human life yet! We all got that chance. Even you did, Kyoya," The blond protests. Kyoya sighs, and then brings the fingers of his left hand up to his temple.

"Yes, I know that Tamaki. But she's a bit more important than we were."

The blond –apparently Tamaki- sighed again. I glance over to the two boys who had been sitting across from my friends and I, and in this weird frozen state, I realize their eyes are full of lust, their legs are shaggy and goat-like, and they have stubby horns curling out from their hair.

"Satyrs. They most often take the form of teenage boys, because they share the same lustful needs," Kyoya said. I bring my eyes back to him and his black eyes flash silver for a moment, before they disappear under the flash of his glasses.

Tamaki then walks forward, a frown decorating his beautiful face. My eyes are still drawn to Kyoya, and by this time I realize that Tamaki is opening my mouth. Kyoya's eyes narrow and his fists clench before he grabs Tamaki's shoulder.

"Tamaki, let me do it," Kyoya whispers.

Tamaki pulls away, and Kyoya walks forward. He places his hands on either side of my face, and I think by then I realize something bad is about to happen.

Kyoya takes one of his hands away, and beckons something forward. One of my best friends, Jay, stands and hisses. Her canines elongate, the tips almost needle thin. Her pupils dilate, and I notice her lips becoming plusher, her skin stretching longer across her bones. I notice that her skin actually cracks in places.

"Raja. You know you cannot fight us. And your soul couldn't be evil enough to kill the girl you've been protecting your entire life," Kyoya says. Jay freezes for a moment, and then she fades back into her normal self.

"How did you know I was protecting her?" Jay asks, her voice holding a predatory quality.

"Because her parents would have killed you in an instant if you were any kind of threat to their daughter. And we've been protecting her too," Tamaki answers.

"So, answer me this one question. Why are you protecting her?" Kyoya asks.

"Because her father isn't really a Serlan," Jay replies.

And then the dream fades.

When I wake, I still feel Kyoya's hands on my face. Their warmth and comfort.

The thing I always know when my eyes open is that I am supposed to find these boys.

That they will have companions with them. That they will protect me from whatever evil lurks in the shadows of my world.

However, as I come to realize later on, they would find me. And evil will always be around, especially in the world of the Shusho Serlan.

Author's Note- So? What'd you guys think? Review!