This will be a series of KyouyaRenge one-shots. The title Voyage was chosen to reflect their voyage throughout their life together. I do not claim myself to be a good writer and I hope I will receive constructive criticism on my writing. With that said please enjoy this piece.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Koukou Host Club. If I did, I will make TamakiHaruhi and KyouyaRenge canon ASAP. laughs The only thing that I own is probably the plot and also the grammatical errors (yes, I fail in Grammar. You can ask me anything about Anatomy but not Grammar sweatdrops). I don't own D Gray-Man either. smiles

i. Tea

A young woman in her early twenties was seen sipping her tea from a very expensive looking tea cup in a very expensive looking cafe. Her face reflected pure bliss and her brown eyes shine with happiness.

Said woman continue sipping her tea elegantly like she was trained with perfect etiquette her whole life.

Oblivious as she seemed the brown-haired woman notices the adoring stares coming from the men in the cafe. She can also sense the sudden change in atmosphere of the cafe- something that feels scarily like an intention of mass murder which she guessed might be from the girlfriend or wives of the men who are giving her sickeningly adoring stares.

She put down her teacup gently with grace that comes from years of training and reached for the newly bought 'Uki Doki Memorial-D Gray-Man Style' manga from her black Chanel handbag. Coincidentally a random passer-by glanced to adore the magnificent cafe from outside the window which separates the elites and the commoners and his eyes fell on the said woman.

The random guy frowned. The overall picture looked wrong in his eye. A beautiful and elegant looking woman in a sinfully expensive cafe (one which the price of a cup of tea can feed ten children in Africa, but the random passer-by chose to ignore that fact) reading a manga with a serene look on her beautiful flawless face.

Rewind. A beautiful and elegant looking woman in a sinfully expensive cafe reading a 'Uki Doki Memorial-D Gray-Man Style' MANGA with a serene look on her beautiful flawless face.

Something is definitely wrong with this view. He try to move closer but his face came upon the barrier which is the window.

And suddenly without warning, his eyes met with the brown pearls of the woman and he suddenly shivered. Beautiful as it is but right now the gaze that the woman was giving him was deadly. Thinking what's best for his survival and remembering that he still have little children that will miss his presence if he was found dead in front of this expensive cafe, he ran away from that spot as fast as he can.

Seeing the random man flee for his life, the brown haired woman sighed gently. She flipped her silky long hair before taking another sip of her favourite tea.

Really, she can't imagine why that man was staring at her. And she hated the fact that the man's face was literally plastered on the glass panel window in front of her obscuring her view from the busy streets. If she can only sue that man for invading her view...

But she rather not do that. That man seemed like a salary man and with a wedding band in his finger she was sure that his wife will be in tears if her husband ends up with a debt of one million yen.

Yes. She was kind and she would let it go.



Another sip.

Her hand continue to flick on the next page on the manga, her inner mind screamed MOE when she saw the dashing Rabi blocked the Akuma attack from hitting Erren.

She thought Rabi was cute, but she prefers Kanuda. But then again, both of them can't compare with him.

She smiled affectionately thinking of him.

Oh well.

This would at least keep her occupied until he arrives.

She was getting restless. Where is he?

She has been waiting for him since the last hour. She knew that he had an important meeting with a client from Norway to secure a business deal but that was supposed to end forty minutes ago!

Her mind is thinking of ways to punish him. Just as she was thinking of banning him from their bed for a week, a smooth masculine voice whispering her name into her ear broke her from her reverie.

Her fair complexion was replaced with a slight red tint on her cheeks and she knew he was amused with his work of easily getting her to turn red.

She turned and glared at him but was replied with an amusing smirk form his handsome face.

Wait did she said handsome? She actually meant demon-like face.

He made himself comfortable and took a sit opposite of her and she continued glaring at her while secretly appreciating his appearance.

"You're late husband," she pointed out. The words like acid seeping into the skin of a normal human being. One that can easily cause necrosis to the epidermis and dermis, and even the bone of a normal person.

But she wasn't married to a normal human. No. In fact she was married to the most ruthless demon the world can ever find and her acid-like tone have no effect on this gorgeous –er, ugly being in front of her slim form.

He smiled as expected. His eyes shone with cunning that she has grown to be familiar with since she was sixteen.

"Shall I ban you from gracing our bed for a whole week for you to reflect on your actions?" The words slipped out sweetly from her pink lips. Normal people will be running for their life upon hearing the threat masked with sweetness but again, he is not normal.

His right eyebrow rose all the while smirking at her.

"I'd like to see you try that," was his smooth reply.

She glared. He smiled.

After a while, she sighed. Too much energy was spent glaring at the random passer-by and now she has left with not enough energy to continue the battle with her dear husband.

"I forgive you. This time," she hissed.

He continue smiling and took her dainty hands into his big, strong hands, kissing her knuckles gently.

"Thank you princess."

He smiled looking at her flushed face. His face smirking.Again.

"You're sounding like that phony idiot now," she stated her complexion still tinted with redness.

He just smile. A real smile now, while cupping her face and looking at her reaction.

She wonders why she continues to blush with this mediocre affection. After doing the unmentionables with him, why should a simple kiss on her hand make her turn red? There must be something wrong with her facial blood flow. She would make sure to check her Head and Neck Anatomy textbook when they got home.

He gently released her face and she nearly whimpered at the loss of contact.

"Have you finished your tea? We're going to be late for the party. I don't want to imagine the idiot's reaction if we were to arrive later than an hour," he calmly state although no sign of annoyance can be seen when he mentioned the idiot's name.

She smiled. He never wanted to admit it but they were the best of friend despite his constants denials.

He stood up and offered a hand at her like a true gentleman.

"And whose fault is that?" she challenged, taking his hand and steadied herself on her feet.

Just as she was regaining balance, she was pulled into his arms his breath hot against her ears and she again for the nth time blushed.

"I'm sorry Renge. I will definitely make up to you when we get back home," he whispered with his smooth velvety voice which can melt any woman in the world.

"You better or else..." She tries to say out with confidence but it turned out as a whisper.

He released her smirking and put his hand on her waist, both of them walking out of the cafe.

Along the way, she grinned when she felt his arms tightening possessively around her waist when she felt adoring glances from the random population of men in the cafe.

Who knew Kyouya Ootori is so possessive?

So how was it? I know that this pairing might be difficult for people to accept but I love Kyouya and I want him to be romantically involved with someone (which is not Haruhi because I think Tamaki and Haruhi is the sweetest thing ever). Plus Renge is an interesting character.

I hope fellow KyouyaRenge fans will enjoy reading this!

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