Chapter Two

Until Sunday

(Note: this chapter has been revised, since its original posted date.)

Emiko arrived home rather promptly after having lunch though she barely noticed, she was distracted, her mind was full of everything they had discussed and everything she agreed to. Weeks ago when Kyoya-san contracted her she didn't know what to think. He had timing, that's when her, well when that tramp decided to show her true colors.

When that woman decided that cheating on her husband, for years of their marriage allowed her to get everything in the divorce. It sicken Emiko, to think that blood ran through her veins. Of course the woman had no chance; her father may be a love sick fool when it comes to her but his lawyer isn't.

To think, three weeks ago, Emiko had watched her father find out the second love of his life was a fake and whore. She watched it bring her powerful respectable father to his knees in anguish, where he drank away his sorrows, questioned his own life, and then he dared to question if it was his fault that the whore cheated.

Then she saw it bring out the vengeful side of him, which she found amusing, where all of the whore's belonging and pictures disappeared from the house and reappeared in the garbage, he was going to burn it but the neighbors would get upset, not that her father cared, but their lawyer was glad not to have to deal with a petty lawsuit on top of the divorce.

All this just fuel her hate for that woman and distaste for the idea of love. Emiko loved her father, she feared that he would push her away when the whore showed her true colors, but instead, he embraced her, publicly announcing her as his soul heir. Emiko was a realist, she was the only heir to several multi-million dollar companies in America and Japan, and she was a female. She was wanted by any greedy man, who could smooth talk, some who couldn't. She knew that finding love in any form was unlikely in her position.

She swore off it she wasn't going to have her name and her fathers shamed anymore and she wasn't handling over her fathers company to some whore. At this point in time, she was just the heir, but her father didn't want her to run the company alone, plus he wanted grandchildren before he died. Emiko loved children, she saw them as the only real innocence left in the world, and wanted them. She didn't want to bring children into a marriage that would end anything like her father's.

That was when; she was contacted by Kyoya Ootori. Of course she had heard of the Ootori family, they always invited them to their parties. Ootori-sama, really wants her father's businesses, they weren't for sale. That aside, she knew he was the third son, of the family, which made things harder for him if he wanted to be the successor. He was straight to the point, which she greatly admired. He told her he had a business opportunity that would benefit them both, three conversations later she was at lunch with him. Now here she was the future Mrs. Kyoya Ootori, to think many girls would kill for this title, yet she barely cared.

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Emiko stood at the grand door of the third music room, she was a bit late, but technically Kyoya-san didn't give a time. Quickly she checked to see if she had everything, before opening the door. She was greeted with a face full of rose petals, quite tacky and cliché in her opinion, but who is she to judge. The room was full of students, mostly young women, each surrounding a boy or boys.

The squeals and fainting reminded her much of the Zuka Club, but fan girls where the same no matter where they were. Deciding she might as well get started she pulled out her camera and walked around the room taking picture, seemly no one noticed her, that's the way she preferred it, she thought pictures where more natural, if you weren't opening posing for them, and this lot was a posing munch for sure.

She started with the larger groups, one particular being the brotherly love group, or 'the yaoi group' as she fondly called them, they were easy to capture on film they were always posing in some dramatic way. Then there was a group around a blonde boy, who was caressing faces and leaning in a teasing matter, only whispering sweet nothings and nonsense. The girls of course were squealing and in complete drunken bliss.

Next was a group around a small blonde boy and a tall attractive silent dark haired boy, they were surround by cake and girls, the happy blonde seemed to be devouring the cake at rapid rate, all while happily chatting with the boy and the girls.

Emiko smiled at the child-like innocence around the boy, it was easy to see, why he attracted many girls. Finishing up, taking a bit more pictures of the group she moved to the final group, this one was around a petite boy, you who was politely listening and chatting with his surround girls, he had a natural charm, that really showed in his picture or Emiko hoped.

Finishing with the group, Emiko just circled the room taking random pictures of the hosts in action. She was even able to find Kyoya-san and get a few pictures while he was unaware. She helped herself to tea as the club came to an end, then she was finally noticed.

"Princess are you lost." dramatic cheery voice from the tall blonde questioned.

"Only in thought," Emiko, lamely produced, getting out of her seat, "How rude of me, I'm Emiko Kitamura"

"My princess, what type are you looking for." The blonde asked twirling Emiko around, pulling her into the faces of different hosts, "the little devil type" causing the red headed twins to smirk and wrap their arms around each other.

"The loli-shota type" bringing Emiko face with the short blonde who smiled brightly holding his pink bunny up; Emiko smiled at the innocence, only to be twirled again.

"The wild type" Emiko looked up at the attractive silent man she saw earlier, again she was twirled this time to face the petite boy "the natural type" getting a smile and small wave from the boy.

Emiko was twirled a last time this time into the arms of the tall blonde, who proceeded to hold her face in a lover's matter before speaking in a sensual voice "or the Prince type", Emiko could almost choke at the sappiness, lifting the camera that was in between their faces where she pushed the flash button.

He finally let her go. "Emiko-san you are early," Stated a voice, from behind her.

"Kyoya-san you can't be early if there is no set time to meet." Emiko supplied turning to see the smirk on his face. "I was able to get more natural pictures catching the hosts in action, other than the overly dramatic poses if I was to arrive at a later time." Emiko finished, with a smile.

"I…" Kyoya was interrupted "Mother, who is this and what about pictures," The blonde whined/demanded appearing in front of Kyoya. "Mother?" Emiko questioned only to have a smirk of amusement appear on her face.

"Tamaki, this is Emiko Kitamura," Kyoya supplied,

"He'd know that he paid attention." Emiko stated, earning a snicker from the twins.

"She is here to take pictures of the host club, for merchandising, funds are low in that area of the club." Kyoya finished in cool tone.

Emiko felt a tug on her hand; she looked down to see the small blonde, who spoke in youthful cheery tone "I'm Mitsukuni Haninozuka, you can call me Hani, this is Usa-chan" he finished holding up a pink bunny, "that is Takashi Morinozuka, call him Mori," Hani continued tugging her toward the tall dark headed boy, who nodded to her.

"Come eat cake with me Emi-chan" Hani said as he tugged her to the table full of cake, only to be halted by the twins, "We are Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin" The twins stated leaning closely to Emiko's face.

. "As in the sons of the clothing designer Yuzuha Hitachiin, correct? She really is brilliant. I took pictures of her last line, although the pictures came out looking quiet dull. It might have helped to lessen the robotic look of the pictures if live models were used," Emiko stated with a thoughtful tone. "But it can't be changed now." She smiled and continued to follow Hani to the cake table.

She sat at the table to the right of Hani, who was at the head and across from Mori, "So what kind of cake to do you want; Emi-Chan, we have Chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla, Chocolate Strawberry, and so many more," Hani Cheerfully asked,

"Hmm, strawberry," Emiko stated, Hani quickly handed her, the piece cake before he started to eat cake by the fork full.

"Haru-chan, come eat cake with us," Hani shouted to the petite boy across the room, who sighed and walked over to the table and sat next to Mori, who handed him a piece of chocolate cake.

"Hello, Emiko-senpai, I'm Haruhi Fujioka," Haruhi supplied before taking a bite of the cake.

"Hello." Emiko stated passively staring intently at Haruhi, "you have a very feminine face," Emiko finished taking a bite of her cake, not noticing the hushed silence that followed her words, "but so does Tamaki-san." Emiko commented after a moments thought.

This received another chuckle from the twins, and a scandalized screech from Tamaki that no one noticed.

"Emiko-san, when will the pictures be done," questioned Kyoya coming to seat beside her.

"Let's see," Emiko wiped her mouth on a napkin before reaching into her shoulder bag to pull out a planner, "I have a Zuka Club event to take pictures for tomorrow,

"Zuka club" Tamaki screeched in the background, he was ignored yet again.

And I have personal business on Saturday," Emiko mumbled to herself while looking over the planner then spoke louder, "they'll be done Sunday morning."

"Sunday for lunch then," Kyoya supplied, he himself pulling out a planner.

"Yes, lunch is fine." Emiko answered, with a small smile. "But I must be going; I have things to attend to." Emiko stated, rising from her seat.

"I'll walk you out," Kyoya stated, rising from his seat too.

Once they were out the door, Emiko turned to him, "Moving quickly aren't you, we have a year to convince them."

"Yes, but it's in our best interest, to have them think there already is a connection, one that is growing, that and the longer I take walking you the more imaginative and convinced they'll become." Kyoya coolly stated earning an amused smile from Emiko.

"It'll be easy to convince them, the real test will be our fathers, more so yours than mine." Emiko supplied earning a nod from Kyoya.

"You were very at ease with Hani-san," Kyoya questioned, as they got closer to the gates of the school.

"Jealousy doesn't become you Kyoya-san" Emiko lamely stated, continuing to walk, only to be stopped by Kyoya grabbing her wrist jerking her around to face him.

"It's not jealousy, its concern, I don't want my name dragged in the mud anymore than your father wanted his," Kyoya said with a smile his eyes glinting darkly.

Emiko's eyes flashed dangerously, "Don't you ever put me in the same class as that tramp, and there's no need for your concern," Emiko paused to continue in a softer voice,

"I have a weakness for small children." Emiko takes a deep breath, before finishing, "Hani-san just brings it out in me."

Kyoya watched the emotions flash in her hazel eyes, he allowed his hand to slide down from her wrist to her hand where he intertwined his long fingers with her slightly smaller ones, he watched the confusion seep into her eyes.

"If you want your father, to learn of this in a real 'natural' way; the best way is to let the driver see you holding my hand, then he'll tell someone who will tell someone and eventually your father will be told then he will ask you which will be when we introduce ourselves as a couple." Kyoya explained watching as the confusion left her eyes and was replaced with understanding, along with a slight smirk which graced her lips.

Emiko turned to walk away, allowing Kyoya to walk beside her, of all the thoughts swarming her head, the only real thought in her head was that this was the beginning of their planned courtship, that would give them both what they wanted. It was the beginning of the end of her life, as Emiko Kitamura, and the first step to her life as Emiko Ootori.

The rest of the trip was a blur, she barely noticed, his hand slipping from hers or her getting into the limo. Now she just had to live her life, as normal until Sunday.

Until Sunday……..

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AN: I hope everyone was in character, I tried too, and I made this chapter longer than the last one, to make up for the shortness of the last one. I tired to give a bit more insight on Emiko in this chapter. And I planned to have the third chapter up in a week or less.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize! I own the plot and Emiko and her family, who will be introduced in later chapters.

SPECIAL THANKS TO:

Kunai Queen The Strange: Who added me to their favorite Author list, quiet the honor after just the first chapter, hopefully I can keep it, with the second Chapter!

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SmartOotori: hope you like this chapter! I like your profile and plan to read some of your stories soon. –Smiles-

Katou Emi: my first actual REVIEW! You took this story's cherry! It and I thank you! –Big smiles- I hope this chapter meets your standards. Also thank you for the nice review I hope I've kept Kyoya in Character yet again.

Thanks all three you, cookies for all –hands out cookies-