"Papa, what if he doesn't like me?"

"Darling, who wouldn't like you? You have social graces, a lovely personality, and beauty. There is nothing to dislike."

"But, Papa, he can't just like me. He has to love me. He has to fall in love with me and want to marry me."

"Eloise, everything will go fine. Now come on, darling, finish packing. The jet is waiting for you and the estate is ready for your arrival."

"It will be so lonely, just me and the staff. You know Mama is in Switzerland with her new husband. Why can't you come with me?"

"You know I have work, which I'd best be getting to now. Call me from Toyko," her father gave her a kiss on the cheek, exiting the elegant bedroom. Eloise smoothed her polka dot dress over her thighs, pulling on her stockings. Her brunette hair was elegantly put up, a sparkling barrette holding it in place. Her pink leather suitcases were stacked at her feet, one open on her bed.

"Are you ready, miss?" a maid poked her head into the room.

"Yes, yes," Eloise quickly shoved two cardigans into the last suitcase, zipping it up. "You can get these, right?" She pointed to the stack of suitcases, grabbing her pink leather purse from the bed. She began walking out, but turned, "I guess I should bring a book. The flight from Paris to Tokyo is 15 hours."

…

"Kyouya, what exactly do you mean by a 'prospective fiance'? We were supposed to go to Haruhi's tonight!" Tamaki's voice yelled over the phone.

Kyouya sighed, tapping his fingers on his dresser. "She is someone my father is considering as a fiancé for me, in the future. She is coming from France to attend school here, in fact she'll be in Haruhi's class. And, as far as Haruhi goes, have you ran this plan by her?"

"Kyouya, why haven't you told me? And, besides, you are too young to be thinking of marriage! And I have not even met this girl you are thinking of marrying! Are you leaving the host club, now, to elope with this mystery woman?"

"Obviously you aren't listening to me at all. But, if you really want, you can meet her. I can see if she's free for lunch tomorrow, so you'll know her before the opening ceremonies of school."

"Well… I guess that'll be alright. Though, don't think I approve. I will call the other hosts at once!" Tamaki then hung up the phone, leaving Kyouya shaking his head. His suit for later that night was hung up on the door, accompanied with a purple silk tie. Admittedly, he was a bit anxious. To meet this girl, in front of his brothers, his sister, his father. It was a bit overwhelming. But, it was what father wanted.

…

The Tokyo estate was modern and sleek, completely different from the ornate French estate she was used to. The foyer had two staircases symmetrically placed, with pink marble stairs and a pink marble floor. A large, but simple contemporary chandelier hung between them. The other three levels of the estate could be seen behind the black railings. Beyond the stairs, white leather couches and tables with large, colorful bouquets could be seen. There were doors to both the ballroom and dining room on the back as well as right under the stairs.

"Oh, Madam. Welcome. Shall I show you to your room?" A maid asked, dressed in a black dress with a white lace apron.

"Yes, thank you. Can you have someone get my luggage from the car?"

"Of course, Madam."

Eloise's room was painted pink, her bedding was white with blossoms and a white silk canopy hung over it. Beside her bed was an end table and a dresser further off. All were over a pink and creme rug. There was a gold full length mirror on the other side of her bed as well as another end table and an antique room divider. An identical rug was on the other side of the room, with a tea table and some living chairs, all white with pink upholstery. Along her walls were paintings done in either black and white or pastel colors. Her suitcases were stacked in the middle of the room. She looked at her phone.

"Oh my god. It's already 4! I have to start getting ready!" She opened the suitcases, looking frantically for her gown for the night. It was a turquoise tea length dress with appliqué flowers, which she paired with ivory heels and an ivory clutch. When she was dressed, she looked like a mermaid, or like Venus. Her hair was curled down, her lips pink and her eyes framed with a sharp cat eye. As she made her way to the car, her stomach turned. She had to do this all alone, without her mom or dad or any shoulder to lean on. She took a deep breath. It would all be okay.

…

She was beautiful. Even he, who did not really judge beauty, could tell that. As she approached him, he could smell a heavy, floral fragrance. She stopped before him.

"You must be Kyouya. I am Eloise Vigier. It is truly a pleasure to meet you." She grasped his hand with both of hers

"The same for you, of course."

"Oh, you're so beautiful!" Fuyumi interrupted. Eloise turned to shake her hand.

"Why, thank you. You're much too kind. Your dress is stunning, by the way."

"Come this way, sweets. Let me introduce you to the rest of the family."

Kyouya couldn't help but feel nauseous. His head was spinning.

"Kyouya, come on. Dinner is being served!" Fuyumi called. His father was seated at the head of the table. Kyouya was seated next to Eloise. As each course was served, his father questioned her about her father, her mother, her schooling, her favorite china maker, her favorite books. The banter went on and on and on.

"And you said you went to school in France?"

"Yes, in the country. Close to the main Vigier estate. Then, I went to boarding school in Switzerland."

"And what do you hope to do when you grow up?"

"Well, I hope to be an editor for one of my family's magazines."

"That is a very sensible goal for a girl like you. I think you'd do well."

"Why, you're too kind."

…

"Now, Kyouya. Why don't you accompany Miss Vigier home?" Kyouya's father asked.

"Of course, Father." Kyouya walked Eloise out to the car. "Actually, Eloise. My friends want to meet you. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Well… yeah. Yes. Of course. I'd love to," she smiled brightly at him.

"Great. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Alright. I had fun tonight. Thank you so much for having me."

"Yes, well, you are a pleasure."