Disclaimer: I do NOT OWN OHSHC nor will I ever… I do own Motukuni so yeah
A/N: review… maybe?
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Motukuni pov
I was running well on my way to music room three to see my Kyouya for the first time in in 5 years. I tripped and crashed through the double doors earning many a confused look from the hosts. I stood straitened my clothes and shook my ginger hair out of my brown eyes and looked around.
"Umm, can we help you," a blonde boy with purple eyes asked being the first to recover from my crash entry.
"Yes." I replied bluntly, "I need a word with Kyouya."
"Kay give me a-"he began.
"NOW!" I yelled. And walked out into the hall.
"Whoa… did Kyouya just flinch," I heard someone say as Kyouya left the music room.
I spun around and crashed my lips to his. After receiving no response I stepped back and avoided his eyes. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, he was smiling.
"You could have just asked," he said before cutting off my reply with his lips.
For the first time in five years I was whole again.
A/N: soooo should I continue it review please
