My second story! This is a lovey one about Kyoya Ootori! I hope everyone likes. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I only own Kim. Anything else belongs to the respected owners.


Two people look at each other across the lobby of an airport. A smile comes from the petite blonde, her pale blue eyes looking into dark onyx ones. "I have a feeling that the next time we see each other, you'll be a completely different Kyoya."

"I highly doubt that, Kim," His cold voice says as he puts his hands into his pockets.

Kim shakes her head, "I can see through the façade."

They both become silent, the chatter of people around them becoming the only thing in the air. Kyoya shakes his head, "You'll be late if you keep standing here."

A simple smile graces her features once again. "Promise me something?"

A confused look appears on his face. Staring at his best childhood friend, "What?"

"Please… just, don't forget to remember me, ok?"

Turning on her heel, she walks through security. The second she fades from his sight, Kyoya says, "I promise."


"Kyoya!"

A sigh escapes the Shadow King's lips, "What Tamaki?"

Frowning, Tamaki Souh points to a pile of broken glass. "Those shady twins broke another tea set!"

"We see how you are, Boss," Hikaru says, shaking his head.

"Blaming everything on us, not a very kingly thing to do," Kaoru completes, crossing his arms.

"Why? Mommy!"

"Tamaki, don't call me that," Kyoya replies, typing away at his laptop. After about two years of this, he's use to all the chaos of the host club. Everyday seemed to be a new adventure since the day he met Tamaki. Since that day, he really was never the same. He became more open, however, never too open. "I'll go get another from the supplies, just give me a second to finish adding all the costs from today so I can see just how much of a financial hole you dug us into."

"It's like he has to buy whatever he sees," Haruhi mutters, looking out over the room full of girls.

Kyoya smirks, "Well, that may be true. However, he truly does have what's best for the club in mind."

Haruhi nods, then walks back over to the guests.

Kyoya finishes what he was doing and stands. Making his way to the supply room and getting a new tea set for Tamaki. "We're about to close for today, so in all honesty, I don't see the point."

"Kyo-chan, someone is here to see you!" Honey's voice calls out.

"Hmm, wonder who it is," He says out loud, taking the box with the tea set into his hands. He turns and leaves the supply room. Kyoya turns his attention towards the door. His eyes widen, the box slips from his fingers and crashes to the floor. Everyone turns, looking at him.

The girl smiles as she puts her hands inside her hoodie pockets. Her attire is completely different. Dark purple tank top and jeans with holes in them. Converse stuck out from underneath her jeans, the white ends drawn on. In the pale blonde hair now has peek-a-boos of the color purple, her favorite. However different she looked, her smile and eyes remained the same.

She laughs, "Nice to see you again too."

For the first time in his life, Kyoya had no idea what to say. The Shadow King stood there, his mouth slightly open, surprised beyond belief.

She walks over to him, "No 'hi' or 'how are you'?"

"Kim… what are you doing here?'

"Can't a girl visit a friend?" She asks, smiling up at him. She looks around, "Looks like you've been busy since I've been gone."

He nods, "Yeah."

"Kyo-chan, who's this?" Honey asks, standing next to them.

Kyoya finally regains his composure, "This is Kim, a friend of mine that moved to the United States a long time ago."

"So you're Kim!" Tamaki yells, quickly appearing next to her, "I've heard a lot about you from Kyoya and Fuyumi!"

She smiles, "Really? That's awesome!"

"I'm Tamaki, it so great to meet you at last! Mon ami!" He says, spinning in a circle with Kim. She laughs and plays along.

Two hands grab her, pulling her away. "Don't kill her Mi'lord," two identical voices say. "We are the Hitachiin twins. I(he) is Hikaru and He(I) and Kaoru."

"And I'm Honey and this is Mori!" the small, cute lolita boy says with a smile. "Oh, and we can't forget Usa-chan!"

He holds the stuffed bunny up to Kim. Kim smiled, looking over at Kyoya, "Reminds me of whe-"

"Yeah," He cut her off, "I remember, theres no need to repeat that story. Ever."

Kim laughs, "But it was so cute!"

"Never. Again."

"And lastly, ths is my lovely daughter, Haruhi!" Tamaki says, pushing her to Kim.

She waves, smiling. "It's nice to meet you all! I'm glad I get the chance to."

Once everyone meets Kim, she looks out at the club, standing next to Kyoya. For a bit, she just stands there, looking at what he and Tamaki have created. Kyoya would steal glances, partly to see if she's alright, but also because he didn't want his eyes to be playin tricks on him.

She glances to the side, looking up, "I told you."

Kyoya looks down, "What?"

"I told you that you would be different next time I saw you," she states, looking up at him with a smile.

The twins snake up near them, "How about you two take a seat and catch up?" Their grins telling Kyoya that they are planning something.

"Prank her and I'll make sure you never regret it," He says, showing her to his seat in front of his lap top.

"Mommy! She's a new member to the family," Tamaki squeals, spinning in a circle while the girls leave and the club closes.

Kim giggles, "Mommy?"

Kyoya sighs, "don't ask. So how did everything go in America?"

Looking up, she smiles, "I became a song writer, really famous too. It's scary, but exciting."

"I knew you would be able to do it."

She nods, "I lived all over the United States. California, New York, Miami… but I loved little towns the most. And Charlotte, I loved it there."

"Sounds interesting," Kyoya says, shutting his little black book.

Kim messes around with his computer, "It is." They sit there in silence. Kim's smile grows a little bigger, "I'm glad to know you remembered me."

He glances at the screen, seeing all the pictures of them. Some from Christmas when they were seven all the way up until the night before she left. "I promised I would."

She lowers her head, so her bands covered her face. "Thank you," She whispers. A tear falls, hitting her jeans. She looks up, her eyes full of tears, "you have no idea how much that means to me."

Kyoya's heart broke, just as it always did when she would cry. He puts his arm around her, pulling her to him and comforting her.

Tamaki, the twins, and Honey hid behind pillars, watching the two.

"Kyo-chan is comforting her," Honey says, smiling.

Tamaki smiles, "Fuyumi was right."

They look at him, as did Haruhi and Mori, however, they were not hiding behind pillars. "Right about what?" Haruhi asks.

"His sister, Fuyumi told me that when he's with her, you see the real Kyoya. The kind and caring side of him. However, she said he's only that way to her." Tamaki explains, "He told me about her, when we first met. She lived next door to him, and they were the best of friends. Then, about three years ago, after her aunt passed away, she left for America to chase her dream of being a song writer. She was still in contact with him. Sending him E-mails and the occasional phone call. She always ended them by saying, 'don't forget to remember me', and he never, ever forgot."

They all look at the two, everyone with a smile on their face.


"This place looks the exact same!" Kim says, looking around his room.

"Of course it would," he says, setting his school books down on the couch.

"Kyoya!" A voice calls from the hall. A woman with wavy black hair comes into the room. "Mom was wondering what you would like for di-" She stops, looking at the young female. "Kim?"

"Hiya," Kim says, waving.

Fuyumi hurries over, hugging her. "Oh I've missed you so, so much!"

"I missed you too," Kim says, laughing.

Fuyumi takes her hand, pulling her quickly out the room. "We have to tell Mom you're here!"

Kyoya smirks, following them out the room and into the kitchen. A woman stands with her back toward the three of them. She hums to herself.

"Mom, you don't have to cook if you don't want to," Kyoya says.

"But I want to," She says. She turns, looking at the three people. A smile spreads across her face, "Kim! It's nice to see you again!"

Kim smiles, "You too, Mrs. Ootori."

The four spend hours in the kitchen. Talking, laughing (done by the females, Kyoya wasn't much of the laughing type) and reminiscing about the past.

Kim yawns, looking at the clock. "Oh, it's late."

"You're welcome to stay here," Mrs. Ootori says, smiling at Kim. "However, all of our guest bedrooms are being renovated…"

"She'll sleep in my room," Kyoya says, "I'll take the couch."

Kim nods, following Kyoya out the kitchen after they say goodnight. Kim stretches before jumping on Kyoya's back. He simply catches her legs, carrying her on his back, just like old times.

"Kyoya?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Coming back without telling you, I wanted to surprise you."

"Well," He says, "You certainly did that."

Kyoya enters his room, shutting the door with his foot behind him. He set's Kim down before going over to his drawers. He throws a black t-shirt at her. He looks away, eyes staring into the corner of the wall.

"Okay," a small voice calls out.

He looks over at her, holding back a laugh. His shirt looked like a dress on her.

"You're a lot taller," She says, following him up the stairs that leads to his bed.

He nods, "Now, get some sleep. Tomorrow's Saturday. There's nothing planned for tomorrow, but knowing Tamaki, he'll be over here early in the morning."

Kim nods, hopping into his bed. She stretches, yawning. "Kyoya?"

"Yes?"

"Sweet dreams."

Kyoya looks over at Kim at the top of the stairs. In just seconds she fell asleep. A smile creeps onto his face as he goes down the stairs, getting ready for bed. He takes a spare pillow and blanket, putting them on one of the couches. He lays down, thinking about Kim. Everything she ever guessed about him came true. That he'd change, become more open, live life fuller than before. How she did that, was beyond his comprehension. Slowly, Kyoya's eyes drift closed, as his dreams are filled with memories of his childhood.


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