Hi again! I updated! (Obviously) THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! I really appreciate them. I would really love to see constructive criticisms. Honestly, I don't have time to edit this one so I'm sorry for the wrong grammars and punctuations. And lastly, I AM NOT INCLUDING LEMON SCENES. I'm not really an expert on those…things. And I think I'm too young for that… Enough babblings, here's the second chapter. Oh wait! Someone will join the fun.
Guess who he is.
Chapter 2
Haruhi is now in America.
She thought of a plan before she jumped on a plane to America.
She'll check-in on one of those cheap hotels and find an apartment the next day.
'America sure is different from Japan' she thought as she made her way to the baggage lounge.
She turned around and bumped onto a tall, lean man with raven locks. She fell on her butt but the man is still holding his phone to his ear.
'This man is so dead'.
When she's about to stand up, the man turned around and offered his hand to help her stand. She didn't get a good look of his face. He put his phone away and bowed a little.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble mis—Haruhi?" he said.
'He knows my name?'
She stood and looked at the man's face.
She gasped.
"Kouya-senpai!"
"What are you doing here?" he asked trying to hide his surprise.
"Getting my baggage, isn't this the baggage lounge?" she asked. She saw him raise his brow.
She clearly understands that he wanted to know why she's in America.
"No, I mean here in America." He asked curiously, trying to play her game
"I…I need a… change of scenery" she said then smiled. Her smile did not reach her eyes, definitely a fake.
Kyouya's sharp eyes saw a hint of hurt and sadness in her eyes.
"What about you Kyouya-senpai?" she asked trying to sound cheerful.
"I'm managing the business here in America. Please drop the senpai, we're not in school anymore, Haruhi" he said in a monotonous voice. Business as always.
"Ah… gomen. I just got used to it, K-Kyouya" she said as she stifled a laugh. "I thought the 'heir' is supposed to take care of the business in Japan?" she asked.
True, Kyouya was named the heir of the Ootori Medical Group but he decided that he wants to work his way up. His brother is currently managing the one in Japan until the right time comes.
"I decided that I need to earn that position" he said.
And after that an awkward silence ensued.
...
"Ne Kyouya, I thought you own a jet, why bother riding an airplane?" she asked teasingly trying to get rid of the awkwardness
"Let's just say… I got tired of my typical life" he replied with a smirk.
"Sure you did" she said not believing his answer.
'She is pale' thought Kyouya
"How are you Haruhi?" he asked to change the topic.
He did not dare bring up Tamaki or their past relationship.
"I'm fine Kyouya. I just want to start a new life here" she said quietly. "Hm. How about talking things over coffee?" he proposed. "Sure, let me just get my bagg-"
Haruhi collapsed. Thanks to Kyouya's reflexes, he caught Haruhi just in time before she hit the cold airport floor.
Kyouya hurriedly took his phone from his pocket and commanded his chauffeur to fetch immediately. He carried Haruhi – bridal style out of the airport. He got past the security and headed to the waiting area. He remembered their baggage and made a mental note to let his guards get them later. What's important now is his ex-kouhai's condition. After waiting for several minutes, the limo stopped in front of them.
Kyouya did not wait for the chauffeur to open the door. Once they were inside, he ordered the chauffeur to drive them to the nearest hospital operated by the Ootori's as fast as possible.
On the way to the hospital, many questions came to his mind, from 'why did she faint' to 'why is she alone'
He observed her face and he noticed that it's little pale.
He checked her pulse and her temperature. Other than being pale, nothing else is wrong with her.
'She must be tired from the plane ride. I hope it's nothing serious' he thought.
He caressed her soft face. She looks more feminine now, her hair passes her shoulder. After how many years of focusing on his work, he rarely sees her.
'Seriously what was that idiot thinking when he let her go?'
A part of him wants to order his private police force to assassinate Tamaki and a part of him wants to thank him for leaving her, giving him another chance.
He hugged the petite woman closer.
"You'll be mine Haruhi"
Kyaaaa! I love Kyouya! I'm quite tempted to change Haruhi's name to my name. It really pains me to write more KyoHaru moments. I can hear my heart break. :'(
Thanks for reading my story. Looking forward to your comments and suggestions and criticisms and…uh… okay.
Lemme say it bluntly. Review or else… J)
