Hey everyone! So, this is a story that I adopted from fujoshi101. It's called What Jail Has to Offer and it is a Kyouya x Tamaki yaoi story. So if you don't like yaoi, then don't read it and don't leave flames. The original two chapters are ones that I'm going to copy from their story, then from chapter 3 on it will be my story. I hope you enjoy :D

Disclaimer: I do not own the original plan for this story. It belongs to fujoshi101. And the characters belong to Ouran High School Host Club author, Hatori Bisco.

Chapter One

"Tamaki Suoh, for suspicion of third degree violence on your college professor, the jury finds you…guilty."

My eyes grew wide and glared at the prick who did this, which was a black haired and pale professor, Yuki Marahu, who I had a relationship with until I found out about his wife and punched the shit out of his nose for not telling me this.

"And your punishment is life in prison."

"Sir, if I may, isn't that sentence a little harsh?" My lawyer tried to reason with Judge Harisha.

"No, it is not and you would understand if you read your manual."

My lawyer bowed his head. "Yes, sir."

Two policemen walked to me after the judge banged his mallet. "Put your hands behind your back." I complied with a growl and looked at who was on his side of the benches, which was my father's secretary and my father. My mother was in France. My father wasn't looking at me, rather pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. I sighed, Maybe I should have went to anger management… They walked me to the bus that would take me to my hell.

I was taken to the very back by the policemen to make sure no one would harass me. I've never been as scared in my life as I was when I got onto the bus an hour ago. The other men were making kissy faces at me and giving a signal to say 'you're next'. I hoped that this was just one big nightmare, but when I felt a stick poking me up I knew that I was awake and doomed.

"Come on, time to get your number and go to your cell." I unwillingly walked out and got to the owner of the prisons' office with the other criminals in front of me. The owner walked out with his handy man police by him. He was sporting a suit and tie with dark brown hair and had a ring with a spike on it poking out. Maybe to stab any who disrespects him I thought.

"Alright! Let's get on with it. My name is Mr. Linha." He walked down the row and gave them all numbers, suits, and cell numbers until he got to me at the end of the line. "You, blondy, will be prisoner number 2784." He pushed a uniform to my chest, "And your cell number is 47. Every prisoner who was walking by the newcomers gasped and ran. I was confused. "And you better hope for your life you don't get messed with." He whispered meanly in my ear.

I was still musing over what happened when they were taking us to our cells. I turned my head to a prisoner walking with the newcomers. "Why did everyone react when they mentioned cell 47?"

The guy jolted, "W-well…some say he raped a man and left him on the road to die…Others think he killed both his parents and brothers. Then there are some…" My look egged him to finish. "S-some say he is Kira. You know, that case about the secret mass murderer?"

It was my turn to jolt then. I was very familiar with that case, as I had watched the news about him. Is this guy really Kira? Impossible…deaths are still happening…

"Cell 47, open!" The policeman called to his partner, who was opening the cells. My cell slid open and the policeman pushed me in. I quickly looked around. An open toilet, a sink, and two bunk beds. When I looked closer, I saw that the top bunk had a lump in it.

"Prisoner 1539, you got a cell mate and both of you are going to report to breakfast tomorrow." The lump suddenly moved and sat up on his knees, "I know already…" He looked behind him at me and the policeman. I jolted. He had raven-colored hair, pale skin, no glasses, and long slender fingers. But the thing that captured me the most wasn't his unnatural beauty, but his dark onyx eyes that I couldn't seem to look away from.

"Good luck. You're gonna need it." The policeman told me with a smirk. With that said, he walked out of the cell closing the door behind him.

I gulped and looked at my cellmate again and noticed that he was cringing at me. "I-I don't mean any trouble. I just don't…" I stammered.

Then suddenly he put on some glasses and stopped cringing. "Don't be silly. I don't want trouble either." I gaped. This person spoke to me nicer than he spoke with the policeman.

"U-um…my name is Tamaki Suoh. What about you?" I held out a hand and then got scared. I had forgotten that in prison you never hold out your hand or you get- I gulped again.

"Kyouya. Kyouya Ootori." Kyouya shook my hand and then pulled it back to rest his hand on the black notebook that was sitting in his lap.

I sighed gleefully that he was different, then I suddenly realized something. "You mean Ootori, like owner of hospitals nationwide Ootori?"

He sighed, "Sadly, yes."

"Why are you here then?" I asked cautiously.

"Well…" The raven haired boy laid down. "After my oldest brother won my fathers' business…I decided to come out of the closet with my old boyfriend, but when we were on the date, watching a movie in the family room, Father came in and told me to dump him, for he was of 'no use, no pedigree' and when I tried to defend…he slapped me and pulled my boyfriend outside. I got mad and cut him. And since he had too many cuts and couldn't move…he died."

I looked at him with sad eyes. "Why is he your 'old' boyfriend?" I asked.

"When I told him about what I did, he said he didn't want to be with someone who killed his own father. So his college professor and him put a case on me." Then he gestured around the cell, "So this is my life until I die."

"What were their names?"

"My boyfriend was David Sham, an American, and his college professor was Yuki Marahu."

I jumped. He had a case with the same person who put me in here?!

"By the way…may I ask you something?" asked Kyouya, sitting up to look at me again.

"Sure…" I replied warily.

"Why aren't you scared of me?"

"Huh?" The question confused me and I merely stared at him.

"Everyone here looks at me, and then runs like I'm a two-headed Cyclops. Why are you different?"

"W-well…mostly because you're nice to me. And I'm guessing that they ran before you could talk to them?"

"Yes…but I just mentioned that I had a boyfriend. If anyone else heard that, then they would've never talked to me."

"Because…" I sighed and looked into the depth of his onyx eyes. "I had a boyfriend, too, who put me in here."

"Woah…that's weird." He jumped down from the top bunk and walked over to me. "What was his name?"

"Y-Yuki Marahu…the same person who put you in here.

His eyes got really wide. "Really?"

"Yes." I nodded and looked down.

He took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose. I was confused. "My sister told me this would happen…"

"What did she tell you?" I wondered.

He looked at me. "She told me that she went to a Black Magic club when she came to pick me up during high school and the president said that I was going to meet someone far away and we will be put there by the same person. I will become good friends with him. I just denied it." He smirked and pushed his glasses up with his middle finger . "I owe her an apology…"

I looked at him closely. "What year were you born?"

"1989."

"I knew it!" I exclaimed, "You're the snake of the Chinese Zodiac!"

"Yeah." We both sat down on my bed.

"You seem like the snake."

"Why? Because I look like a snake?"

"No, no. I mean, you just look smart…I'm the snake too, so I wouldn't be mean about a fellow snake."

"Ah, I see." He replied, smiling slightly to himself.

Suddenly, the lights went out. "Lights out, prisoners! Go to sleep!" The policemen yelled.

"Well, good night, Suoh." Kyouya said while climbing back into his bunk.

"Good night, Ootori," I replied. I put my arms behind my head and looked up at the bottom of Kyouya's bunk. For a while, I just lay there in the dark thinking about my day, when I realized that I no longer felt anger towards Yuki for sending me here. Instead, I felt gratitude, for if he had never pressed charges on me then I would have never met Kyouya. With that thought in my head, I fell asleep with a smile spread on my face.

All done! Okay, so I guess I didn't copy the first chapter exactly XD I changed a few things and added my own stuff. Hahahaha! Fujoshi101, if you're reading this then PM me to let me know what you thought of the changes that I made. I'll try to get chapter two up after I'm done work today. Thanks for reading! Reviews would be awesome!