Kyoya's Type

Chapter One: Sakamoto Ai

The mansion was the same as always. All things the same, perfectly organized and calculated. But that morning, his father had told him that someone new was coming to work. What was he thinking, bringing in such a young girl to be one of the maids of the house?

"Her name is Sakamoto Ai" Mr. Ootori said calmly surprising his 3 sons. The most surprised was his eldest son Akira.

"Father, is this really a proper decision...she's Kyoya's age." Akira said briefly glancing at Kyoya. Kyoya was annoyed, was he somehow implying that he wouldn't be able to control himself around a girl younger than him living in the same house?

"I think father's decision is his decision and we must trust his wisdom. After all, we are quite wealthy, it would reflect very kindly on our family name to give an orphaned girl a place to live and a chance to work." Kyoya voiced. It wasn't that he agreed with his father, actually he agreed with Akira on this matter. However, the goal was not to worry about others, the goal was to get father's approval, to build up credit as the 3rd son.

Akira looked at Kyoya, calm and well mannered, but bothered by Kyoya's opinion.

"Would it not be considered irresponsible for a young girl to be in the same house as 3 males who are unmarried? Society might have the opposite opinion of what father is doing. Perhaps kindness is not what they will gossip." Akira stated in his rebuttal. Mr. Ootori listened carefully, he knew very well that Akira's position on this matter was more fitting, but there were lessons to be learned

"I am the head of this family, I decide. And it has been decided. That child will work here. Kyoya, since you are the same age, you may ask her to attend to you personally." Mr. Ootori declared gazing sharply at Kyoya. All 3 son's were surprised, but Kyoya was the most alarmed. Was this a challenge his father was giving him? Though his face did not show anything, Kyoya was already hatching his plan of attack.

"Father, to have her personally attend to him, isn't that a bit irresponsible. Kyoya is just a boy himself." The 2nd eldest brother Fujimaro stated for the first time. Kyoya was getting rather annoyed with his brother's implications that he was somehow a brute who could not be trusted to control himself as a man.

"I am surrounded by girls all day at school, I think this particular task will not be any different." Kyoya smiled to his brothers calmly. After all he was part of the well-regarded Host Club, where young girls of wealthy families could be easy access for Kyoya, and Mr. Oortoi knew all this too well. Mr. Ootori grinned taking a sip of his tea, he was hoping to hear that from Kyoya, who felt like his father was indeed testing him. Was he hoping to see him screw up?

"Very well, it's been decided." Mr. Ootori smirked silencing any further discussion on the topic.

"Her family died in a terrible accident?" Tamaki cried wiping his nose. These types of stories broke his heart the most. Knowing that she has no family at all now, was the worst case scenario.

"Yes, she's apparently been in foster care for about 3 months. Seems she had a difficult time with bullying there." Kyoya reported reading the report he had compiled on the girl.

"What's her name?" Kaoru asked wondering if they'll get a chance to meet her.

"Hmm, Sakamoto Ai. She's not from a wealthy family, says here that her parents owned an old fashioned Japanese restaurant." Kyoya went through the document with a critical eye, if he was going to win; he would have to prepare.

"Poor girl." Tamaki cried holding on to Kyoya's shoulders. They were in the music room, they were supposed to be planning the October ball, but instead started to talk about this new maid at the Ootori home.

"Oh, Haruhi, do you know her?" Hikaru asked, they all turned to her wondering if this was a possibility. Haruhi cringed, did they honestly assume that all commoners knew each other.

"No, I don't." She felt annoyed, but since all the rich seemed to know each other, it made sense that they would assume all the poor knew each other.

"Kyoya-senpai, have you met her yet?" Haruhi asked trying to ignore the disappointment the whole room was feeling for her not know Ai. Kyoya scratched his chin.

"I suppose I will meet her today." He replied wondering if the girl was working with his father in this plot.

Kyoya had another difficult day. School was usually a breeze until it came to the Host Club. Dealing with Tamaki was really a burden. He longed for the old days at school, when the pressure building up on his shoulders was less. He took off his school jacket and undid his tie, resting down on the couch in his room. He pulled down his glasses to clean them off when he heard a knock on the door.

"Excuse me." He heard a small voice say from behind the door. He knew it was Ai, the new maid. He allowed her in still cleaning his glasses.

'Game time.' He thought ready for the challenge his father brought on. She came in, and at first it was all a blur and uninteresting until he put on his glasses.

"Here is some tea and a snack." She smiled putting down the tray.

"Thank you…" He was taken aback without showing a difference in expression. There she stood wearing a simple maid's uniform, with long black hair tied, beautiful lightly tanned skin; and eyes that made even his icy eyes calm.

"I am Sakamoto Ai, it's a pleasure to serve you Ootori-san." She smiled kindly and bowed gently. Kyoya got up and put his wallet down on his desk, and started to look for the document he prepared for himself on Ai. There was never a picture, he wished he had since it would've removed some of this shock.

"Is there anything else you would like?" She asked politely waiting for instructions.

"No, that's all. Thank you." He said dismissing her. She bowed and left the room. Kyoya was stunned, he never knew that Ai was someone so beautiful. When was the last time he thought a girl was pretty he wondered. He placed a pondering thumb to his chin.

'Never…' He thought. This was really the first time he thought someone was pretty and actually caught him off guard. But nevertheless, he was surrounded by beautiful people all day at school, surely it could mean that he was immune.

'I should prepare something for her to do tomorrow." He thought wondering what it was that he could give her. He didn't trust people to handle his business. His room was always organized by him, the only thing he allowed for the maids to do was put away his laundry and clean his room. But his affairs were all dealt with by him alone. But right now that didn't matter since he had many other things to worry about. He never did get to discuss the October Ball with the Host Club.

The next morning, Ai entered his room a bit nervously. In all her years, she had never entered a boy's room in the morning. She knocked at first, but didn't hear Kyoya. She wondered if he was still asleep.

'Ah, Ueda-san said to make sure he's awake 7 sharp…it's already 7:05' Ai was panicked a little. She had knocked a few times, but didn't hear anything from the room.

'If he's late to his rich school' She imagined in her head, how she would be kicked out by Ueda-san on to the streets where she would have no choice but to return to the foster care. She inhaled and summoned all her courage.

'I'm sorry mom, dad, I'm not a bad girl' she thought opening the door. She found the room dark, all the drapes shut without a single light. She saw that his bed was up stairs, and decided to open the drapes, hopefully waking him up. But that was not the case. He didn't wake up. She went up the stairs to his bedding area. She saw him snuggled comfortably in bed, the sun beaming down on his face. He didn't look like such a stern person when he was asleep. She approached him slowly.

"O..Ootori-san" She said a few times. Still he did not move. She wondered if he was dead. A million terrible thoughts came to mind. If he was dead, would she be blamed for his death, or become a suspect in the crime. She approached again, the time was ticking away, and it was now 7:10.

"Ootori-san, please wake up." She said moving to pull down the duvet. His hand suddenly reached up, his eyes opened deranged.

'Tamaki' He thought bitterly. How dare he wake him up again this annoyingly? Kyoya pulled and pushed the body that seemed to be small. His eyes were red and angry until he saw the eyes that looked up at him. He was momentarily stunned. The girl from yesterday was under him. How did she get there?

"O…Ootori-san." She said nervously. She wondered if he was going to fire her. Kyoya couldn't help examine her this close up. With her hands pinned to the side by his, her black hair fanned out on his pillow, her face lightly blushed; her dark brown eyes sparkling up at him.

"…What are you doing here?" He asked her wondering why she wasn't Tamaki.

"I-I came to wake you up Ootori-san, but you wouldn't wake up no matter how many times I called you." She explained feverishly feeling both panicked from his gaze and being pinned on to his bed. Kyoya understood the circumstances now. But in his sleepy state he still had not realized what he had done.

"I'm sorry." She said nervously. Kyoya continued to look down at her, taken like he was yesterday with her features. Was she really not from a wealthy family? She seemed to glow under that sun, making her more dazzling then before. Ai started to feel a little annoyed, she hadn't said anything right away thinking that he would understand that he was on top of her and remove himself. But he wasn't, instead he was staring down at her with that sharp handsome face. Kyoya saw her expression change to something more courageous.

"Please get off of me." She asked. It was her expression that both captivated him and woke him up. He looked down at her body under his and moved to get up. She got up quickly adjusting the skirt of her uniform.

"What time is it?" Kyoya asked scratching his messy hair and averting his gaze from the sun. He was still tired.

"It's almost 7:15" She said feeling a bit weak wondering if this delay in time was going to cost her. He got up and walked past her.

"Alright, you can leave now." He said coldly turning his back to her and going to his washroom to wash up. Ai bowed and left the room quickly feeling a little flushed. She had seen shirtless guys before, her father; boys from her school at school trips to the beach, but never a guy like that; and never in a situation like that. She felt like her heart was beating a little too fast for it's own good.

Kyoya couldn't say that his heart was racing, but he definitely felt something strange. Though his heart wasn't moving to any particular beat after that incident, he did feel like it was doing something. He was half naked, pinning her down like that on his bed. He wondered why she wasn't more scared like a normal girl should have been. A small smirk came to his face.

"She was trying to be firm." He thought recalling her expression when she asked him to get off. It probably took a lot of her nerve to say something like that so straight forward. He sighed, what an abnormal start to a day.

That's chapter one! Hope you all enjoyed! See you in Chapter 2!