A/N I shouldn't. I really shouldn't….But I can't help it. I'm going to. Beauty and the Beast, Ouran High School Host Club style… Yup. Bet you can't guess who the beast is….xD You get a cookie if you can… (No it's not Tamaki, though that will now be my next project =])
The woman crossed her arms, glaring at the man before her. She was not about to do this. She wouldn't. There was just no way. And yet, it had already been decided. She would call the handsome man in front of her Beast for her sake. Otherwise she might just loose her mind. Her father had stuck her with his family in hopes of ridding her of her 'inappropriate attitude'. As if. It wasn't her fault that she hadn't been born rich. Well technically that was a lie. She had been born rich. Her mom and dad had not wanted to take help from their family members, instead they started their own business, and what do you know. Fifteen years later and their business kicked off making them worth billions.
Now she was stuck going to that stupid school Ouran Academy, and wearing that damn yellow dress. It reminded her of the dress from beauty and the beast. She so missed the comfort of jeans and tee-shirts. Shaking her head, Kyoko Mankato stormed into her room. Her parents, having business in America decided to leave her with complete strangers, or rather; they weren't strangers except to her. Her father worked closely with her schoolmates own dad and so she was here.
She would have rather stayed with her stuffy grandparents, but they lived too far away from the school for it to be convenient for anyone. Even she admitted getting up at three in the morning to go to school repulsed her. Even if it did mean not staying with the one person she despised. He had a condescending attitude, and a cold demeanor.
Biting her bottom lip she closed her chocolate brown eyes and walked up to her room. He had of course been formal and polite, acting as though she were a guest in the host club he worked in. Or whatever he wanted to call it. She could care less. She had visited once, when she had first heard of it, and almost ended up killing them. They were overly invasive, and too overly charming. They used their lines to the point where they went from being merely corny and cheesy to downright insulting.
Without a single word she entered her room and shut the door. Her things had already been unpacked, something she would have been happy to do herself. After all she had hands. The maids at her home were all kind, but she was still getting used to having them around. And living in a huge mansion. Though it was nice having people cook her meals when she was hungry and clean up her room for her, she found it annoying that she was watched constantly and not allowed to go out of the house with an unobtrusive supervisor. Like the driver, who would take her where ever she wanted, even though she was perfectly capable of taking a taxi or the train.
The good thing was that she had a t.v. in her room, as well as her laptop, which was sitting comfortably on her desk. On the shelves next to her t.v. were her anime collections. She smiled and stuck in Inuyasha season one first disc and hit play. Letting his voice fade into the background she pulled up fan fiction for Sesshomaru and Kagome and began reading them eagerly.
She heard a soft knock on her door and instead of opening it just yelled through like she would normally do. "What is it?" She called.
"Dinner is almost ready. I'm to remind you that you need to change," answered the annoyed voice of 'Beast'.
"I'd rather not…." She shouted yet again.
"Then you will not eat. You're parents instructed that we were to teach your proper ways, and so we shall. If you do not eat with us, then you do not eat at all," He bit out at her.
She walked over to the door and opened it, glaring at the smirk in place on his face. "I'll do as I please. I happen to not be hungry," Kyoko told him, her voice cold, scathing. Of course that was far from the truth. She was starving; she just hoped her stomach didn't give her away.
His smirk told her he knew already she was lying. "If you say so. I'll see you in the morning. Be ready by five…" He said before closing her door, in her face. She was fuming. What the hell? It was her bedroom door. He had been outside it, and he still managed to shut it in her face.
"Damn bastard" She muttered under her breath. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed her best friend's number. "Mei, I'm sneaking out…..I'll meet you at the café," She whispered, not sure if her was still standing outside her door. She looked at what she had on and groaned. Quickly she discarded the purple sun dress her parents had told her to wear. Thankfully her jeans and tee-shirts were still in her closet. Quickly she threw on the pair of dark washed blue jeans the hugged her hips, and the shape fitting black graphic tee. Pulling her black hair up out of her face she let a few short tendrils curl wispily around her face, making sure her bangs hung straight. Smiling she brushed the knots out of her pony tail so the hair hung down to the bottom of her neck from the pony tail's high perch. Tapping her manicured fingernails (purple gloss color) against her hips she searched for her black stilettoes. Finding them she grinned, tossing them out her window, thankful they dined in the front and she had her room in the back of the house.
She applied a bit of blush to her cheeks, putting some rosy coloring into the slightly bronzed skin, showing she spent time outside. She put on mascara and black eyeliner, along with a bit of purple eye shadow. Putting on a bit of clear lips gloss she smiled at her reflection, putting her wallet, I.D. card, and lip gloss in her back right pocket. In her front right pocket she put her cellphone and then slowly made her descent. It was so cliché, climbing down vines, but it worked. She was really thankful they were there actually. Jumping down the last three feet she grunted, scanned her surroundings and then quickly put on her heels.
Running out of the grounds and past the front she smiled, glad that she had been able to make it out of the vicinity of the house. She didn't let her guard down that quickly though. That had been easy. Too easy. Again with the clichés…With a roll of her eyes she quickly walked down the long drive and out of the gates. Smiling in relief she walked down the streets toward the town. Or at least she tried to.
"This was not what I meant when I said to get dressed for dinner," Beast said appearing from the shadows.
Caught! The single thought ran through her mind before she turned to ace him, glaring defiantly. "I'm not going to diner…."
"I can see that," He told her, his eyes raking over her form appraisingly. "I must say, even I prefer this over that rather shapeless sun dress," He told her clicking his tongue in approval.
She fought to keep the blush from coloring her cheeks, glad she had pre-applied some so it wouldn't be that noticeable. Finally she dared to speak. "I'm glad you like it. Perhaps it mean's Matsu will as well," She said coly referring to the boy in one of her classes. He had actually been the only one that had managed to snag her interest. She saw him narrow his eyes, and she continued to walk. It wasn't that far to the popular teenage club she had been headed too. It was a café during the day, and that was the name as well.
"Mei's waiting for me, I'll be home later, don't wait up!" She sang walking again. She didn't pay attention as he fell into step next to her until she felt his breath at her ear.
"The least I can do for my new house guest is escort to her destination and make sure she gets home safely," He whispered in her ear.
"That's alright," She said with a shake of her head. But she made no more protest as he continued to walk next to her. She took that moment to take in his attire. He had changed into worn blue jeans that hugged his hips, and a tasteful black tee-shirt that had a saying on it she didn't take the time to read. It would have been too obvious then that she was looking him over. She was just glad he wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb. But she had though he was changing for diner.
It was then she realized sneaking out was going to be a lot harder with him around. He seemed to be one step ahead of her. She groaned softly and saw him smirk out of the corner of her eyes. Damn him, he would be the death of her. Her beast. Wait WHAT? He's not….Oh god I need to straighten my head out! Was Kyoko's last thought before she paid her entrance fee, and walked into the crowed club looking for Mei.
A/N And so my second fanfic. =] I'm proud of myself.
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