Arranged Love
"Then we shall have the wedding when Kita graduates from Ouran."
"Yes, that would be a good time."
"Alright then, shall we sign the contract?"
"Yes, of course." The Heads of the Ootori and Hasegawa clans shook their hands in agreement and turned to the contracts lying on the table, while the two young children looked confusedly at the backs of the four adults.
Kita sighed and pushed the hazy memory away as she walked down the empty hallway of the South building. It was late after classes and Kita didn't feel like going home just yet. Of course there was no one around to talk to at such a late time but all the same Kita enjoyed walking down empty corridors.
The fate that awaited her after her years at Ouran disgusted her. She had only been four years old then and didn't know what in the world the adults were always talking about. It didn't seem fair that they could decide her life for her with out consulting her. Kita sighed again and glanced up at the dead end she had come to. Two doors brandished with golden handle bars gleamed at her and the sign just above her head read, 'Third Music Room'. Kita smiled at the word music for music had always calmed her down. She opened the doors to find an empty spacious room with a lonely desk in the middle. A sleek laptop was placed on the side of the table.
In a corner there was a short grand piano with its top open and polished. Kita smiled in joy and glided over to the soft leather seat in front of the piano. She sat down carefully and opened the lid to reveal 88 ivory keys gleaming up at her. Sadly though, they were also covered in a layer of dust. Kita frowned and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently brushed away the dust on the keys. Gently she placed her fingers on a key to find the tone perfect. Kita smiled and unconsciously found her fingers gliding across the keys, producing beautiful heart felt music. Finally her fingers stopped and she opened her eyes.
"Very well played." A voice rung from behind and Kita swung around in surprise. A tall dark haired man stood at the door way, clapping his hands slowly. He wore glasses and a cunning smile on his face.
"I wasn't aware that I was being watched." Kita muttered and closed the lid over the keys that seemed to be calling to her finger tips. Kita looked sympathetically at the keys and held the lid over the keys in mid air.
"Since you seem so attached to the piano why don't you play one more song?" Kita glared at the man who was now fingering the laptop on the desk.
"I'm sorry, I don't take requests." Kita said coldly and walked brusquely to the door way.
"That's too bad Hasegawa-san." The man said mischievously and opened the laptop. Kita stopped in her steps and looked back at the man,
"How do you know my last name?"
"That's a good question, why don't you ask your father?" the young man smiled cunningly and began typing rapidly on the laptop's smooth keyboard.
"How-."
"Tell him Ootori Kyoya sends his regards." Kita stared in shock at the mention of the name, the very name written next to her own on the contract that her father had signed several years ago.