Ok so I just realised that I hadn't done a disclaimer for the last chapter , SORRY LEGAL PEOPLE
Oh well so basics, I am a poor girl I do not own anything (products whatever listed in this fanfic) and I definitely do not own Ouran. It would be so good if I did though , but I like too many couples I wouldn't be able to choose who would end up with who . :o
So thanks for the reviews guys but basics, I need more , this is not enough reviews for me to feel passionate about this story – sounds demanding but constructive nice reviews make me feel like more than a teenage girl with no life sitting at a computer ;)
Ok here we go ---
He had to tell him somehow. Mori had already established that. Today was the day, Or maybe this week was the week, this month? OK maybe he wasn't sure but he needed to tell Kyouya how he felt, he couldn't stay in this pit of confusion with all these swirling torturous emotions jumping to get out. He knew if he didn't do something soon, he'd do something he'd regret. The only question was what, Mori was frustrated, his eyes locked on the back of Kyouya's dark locks, trying to figure out what to do. Was there anything he could do?
He could feel them, eyes boring into the back of his head, all through his lessons. At first he thought it was someone trying to get his attention, but every time he turned round there was no one there, the feeling was gone, until he actually started to pay attention to the teacher again-well I say the teacher really I mean the separate extension he was doing on his laptop.
Kyouya could feel the stare, it confused him, he was not accustomed to such attention especially not from Mori-Senpai. It was life skills, the one mixed year group lesson a week. Usually Mori-Senpai was quiet and paid no attention in class but right now he was speaking volumes with his eyes, boring into the back of Kyouya's head. Kyouya could feel it, the taller boy didn't even look away when Kyouya turned round with dagger eyes to warn him off, no, he just keep staring, peacefully, tranquilly, stared.
Kyouya was getting really irritated, these eyes weren't going away. Someone was staring at him and it was making Kyouya angrier and angrier. Suddenly he turned round quickly with ease and he caught it - a rabbit caught in the headlights. Mori-Senpai just sat there for a minute too scared to look away and Kyouya too shocked, what possibly could make Mori-senpai act like this? It wasn't his style. Mori quickly looked away but not quickly enough he'd been caught and he knew it, now he just needed to get away as quickly as possible.
Kyouya's POV
Mori's stares were getting more disconcerting as the lesson went on, by the end I looked down at my book and had realised I had written no notes of the lesson, I the resolved to copy off Tamaki later, or Honey-senpai, though his paper was probably full with doodles of cake-like usual. Or perhaps Mori-senpai, but he had been acting weird all afternoon, I just can't take it anymore I need to find out what's going on so at the end of the lesson I stand up and turn round to face the tall figure looming behind me.
'Can I help you with something?' I asked trying to sounds as intimidating as possible.
'Not particularly.'
That is one thing I like about Mori-senpai, enough pleasentarys not to sounds rude, but no useless words, just straight to the point, direct. What a second I'm mad at him.
How do I respond to that, I mean I knew he was staring at me
'I mean, I know you were staring at me,' I made out slowly trying to accuse the older man but instead I came out with a nervous squeak.
'Yes I was.'
And that's all I got.
XXXXXXX (time skip) XXXXXXX
Time ticked slowly, suspense building, until, it was the end of the host club meeting, they all filed out casually except Mori who quietly and unnoticeably other than to Kyouya tried to slide out of the room, tried being the operative word.
'Mori-senpai? Could you possibly stay for a minute a need to talk to you for a minute.'
The others looked inquisitively
'Oh don't worry It's nothing important right Mori you could spare a moment?' The lack of honorific at the end of Mori's name said it all, Mori knew he couldn't run out, he had to tell him this would be his moment, and he would grasp it with both hands.
Though instead of replying, Mori Takashi just used his silent, signature nod, indicating himself towards the sofa with ease.
Ok this chapter really sucks I'm not going to lie , but been having really bad writers block when it comes to this story … SORRY LOVEEEE
But basically I will update tomorrow (unless something dramatic happens) because this was so short, I'm just too tired to write the rest though I have worked out what's going to happen.
Thanks for your patience
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