Summary: This is the childhood of Kyouya Ohtori. From the time of birth to the day he met the person that would change his life forever, Tamaki Suou. It's not a documentary or a biography. No, this is everything he tried to lock away, tried to forget…This is his past.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Obliviously, or I wouldn't be on a site where people (just like me) just wish owned it. We're sad aren't we?

A/N: Ummm…I love these things. It makes me feel pro. *coughs*…On with the show!

Prologue

Mrs. Ohtori sat in the doctor's office waiting for her ultrasound. She peered down at her swollen stomach. Now at her fourth pregnancy, she knew very well what it was like, Painful, long, moody yet the most wonderful thing in the world.

She loved all her children but she felt this one would be different. Special. And she would make sure that this child, this precious child would have nothing to do with it's father's business or succession. She would make sure of it.

"Excuse me, ? They're ready for you now." The nurse at the doorway smiled.

"Alright." She sighed, getting up.

She would make sure of it.

Mr. Ohtori was a very demanding man. He would not take "no" as answer. When he wanted something he would get it one way or another. He knew his wife would be having they're fourth child and if by chance it was a son… He would have him enter in the business. After all the third son is always the best.

Even Satoshi, his oldest, with the advantage of becoming heir, it could be interesting.

He smirked.

Oh, so very interesting…

No matter what he'd get his way, because that's how it worked. He was an Ohtori and he had power.

He would win. He always did.

He grabbed his paperwork and began filling out each section with pure satisfaction. He would watch this play out and slowly bring everything into the palm of his hand.

He always did.

Sorry about how short it is. Really. It's just the prologue, and I'll have the first chapter out in maximum 3 days. Please check out the first chapter when it's done. ^^ Thanks for reading.