A/N:

Hello everyone! Finally I retrieved this file from my gmail (which I forgot the password XD) and with such lack of time to check and beta this, this is a very raw and unedited output XD

I hope this would make up for you guys who've waited for this?

Well what awaits you with this chapters are:

New environment for our Shadow King

Surprisingly crazy student life

Cosplaying and other anime and otaku things

Additional HOT OCs

And a start of a gambling game

So without further ado, may I present to you, Chapter 2 of "Shadow King Meets The White Knight"

Cause I am one hell of a procrastinator (LOL, note the Kuroshitsuji reference, K bye XD)

Chapter 2

(KYOYA POV)

High School's over. I graduated with the highest honours in my class. Father is still not impressed. Now I am here in America to start another phase of my life.

The twins I think are now in France, weighing their options of what fashion school to enrol. I guess they're not in a hurry.

Mori and Honey – senpai have studied for a year in Yale. Mori majored in business and Honey with Engineering. But after a year, they were requested to be back in Japan, family matters I guess.

While the new couple, Tamaki and Haruhi is in Boston. Tamaki took business while Haruhi pursued her dreams to take up law. The couple eventually purchased an apartment and is living together.

And I, well I enrolled business here in Harvard. Just because this school is the best.

It was the first week of school, and like most schools, no classes for the meanwhile. "Perfect" I told myself. Harvard is a good place to meet new friends. And when I say friends, of course what I mean is new business acquaintances.

I was conversing about our company with a Swiss national heir of a pretty famous medical company when the school announcement alarm rang.

"Tonight would be the annual cultural festival of this school. Everyone, especially the freshmen's presence would be greatly appreciated. The fourth years would be the one in charge of this event. So it's a guarantee that there would be pure fun! Also please wear name tags and the country where you're from. See you this 8 PM!"

The announcer's voice was rather informal. He sounds crazy and somehow drunk. I wonder what is the man's social stand?

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I came back later that evening at exactly 8PM. People here are surprisingly punctual. I noticed groups and line of people. In front of them were students who wear clothing that represent the country assigned to them.

"Hey! Yo freshie! Are you from Japan?" An American wearing a navy blue Kimono approached me. He then pointed out the small Japanese flag pin on my collar. "Mr. Ootori?" Surprisingly he said my name right.

He then guided me to their booth and now I am in the middle of excited Japanese people. Some happened to recognize me, in which I returned with a plastered and practiced business smile. Others were American raised Japanese, you can easily notice with their accents and the way they carry themselves. And of course, there were the girls who ogle around me and steal glances from time to time.

We are all gathered around a huge outdoor stage. I was busy handing out business cards and introducing myself to others, when the crowd's loud cheer diverted my attention.

A woman, with a ginger hair and wearing a belly dancer outfit, took hold of a mic. She cleared her throat to start speaking. Though I doubt she's not the one the crowd is cheering for.

"I hope you're having the time of your life everyone!" The crowd cheered louder in response. "Are you excited to see our owh so famous council president?" and every student now went crazy. Why don't I have the slightest idea of what's happening?

"Now to start off her introduction…"

A man, who is wearing or must I say cross-dressing, wearing traditional Chinese clothing with a very revealing slit on his right leg. He finally started to talk when the crowd's laugh subsided.

"Taking up Arts, major in Fashion…" What? Arts? A turn off. Wait, what, why do I even felt that way? "1st violin, and lead pianist of our school's orchestra, the person's mastery of instruments recognized worldwide." Pretty impressive, well I play the violin too. "Was exempted from 3 years in highschool because of higher than average results in the ALP test." Whoah, woa, now that was something. I remember I took the same exam as well, but end up failing miserably.

"Won a gold medal in the 2012 Olympics for 100m Freestyle and another gold medal for Archery." Wait, an Olympian? Two sports? Is that even possible?

"Did internships under famous designers like Coco Chanel, Dolce and Gabana, Zuhair Murad and had the opportunity to dress famous celebrities and royalties.

Wait, how old is this person? Are all these accomplishments even possible for his age? Also, not being a discriminating person, I think this person is a male, or to be more specific, a Homo. I mean most of the fashion designers are, right?

"This person's paintings were highly valuable ones and the ownership of it was fought over by the elites!" I remember my Mom who desperately bid 5 million dollars for a painting from America, but lost the bet from someone who bid 8 million for a single painting.

The girl, who is wearing the belly dancer outfit, stole the mic from the man, twirling and desperately tried to achieve the belly dancer steps.

"And for the final set of achievements…" She took hold of a tiny paper from her side.

"A candidate to graduate with the highest honors in the batch and…" A slideshow of pictures were shown in the enormous screen in the stage. The girls went screaming, specially the Asian girls. The men as well cheered in anticipation.

The pictures were a person cosplaying, if the term is right. Different characters from anime, cartons, games or movies. Of all things, this is the only stuff I don't have the slightest idea. And I am a Japanese to start with.

"Second to the best world renowned cosplayer, next to Reika Arikawa!" I know Reika by name at the very least. That is when Tamaki and the entire club forced me attend that anime convention.

"We are very proud to present to you! Our President, your President!" And fireworks from the front and sides of the stage exploded. "ANDREI GILBERT!"

The widescreen of the stage split into half and from the smoke, a man emerged.

The woman proceed to pass on a mic to the person who just arrived. The person then waved to the crowd. And that simple gesture send the whole crowd wild.

"Waa! Andrei – sama's cosplaying Levi Heichou!"

"Andrei – sama is just too perfect. I am so glad I enrolled here in this school!"

"Owh my God, I think I'll faint right here right now."

These words came from most of the girls, and also, some men.

"Are you enjoying your night so far?" Andrei practically shouted even with the aid of the mic. And he gave them a flying kiss. "Wait, this person seems familiar…Indirect flirting…And the name…" The crowd went wild again. The noise was deafening. And I am not used to this.

"First of all, I wanted to thank all of you for coming!" Andrei stopped talking for a second to accommodate the students begging him to pose for a picture, after a few shots, she continued with her speech.

"Also, this is my last year here in Harvard." The crowd went awww, but I really don't get why must you be said when someone is supposed to graduate? "So this is a promise to you, my dearest schoolmates…"

"This is just a start of the year full of blast! So without further ado, enjoy your night!"

The set of school officers (college governors) gathered at the stage and all bowed at the same time. With the, every student seemed to be animal that escaped from their cages and explored the school with such excitement.

So what would be left to the lone me? I have two options: One, go back to my apartment which is just near the school. The second option, explore the school and give it a chance. I chose the second option.

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So the concept of this cultural festival is a night market festival. European, Asian, American and other nation's stuff were sod. There were even food booths around. Not very new where I came from.

I decided to buy a large cola drink and two grilled squid. I sat down at a random bench, facing a booth that has customers surrounding it, even if it is not yet open. And when the booth opened…

"Waaa! Andrei – sama please take a picture with me!"

These were the words boys and girls shouted.

Besides Andrei (who's still wearing his previous costume), there were four other men wearing Kimonos who were assisting Andrei with her booth.

He is selling, mostly anime stuff like Japanese made Figma, Gundams, and merchandise like bags, posters, shirts, mangas and a whole lot more. Costumes and armors made by him (according to what I've heard) were sold as well, which the men fight to get their hands on one. His photobooks were a hit as well.

Upon purchasing the product, Andrei took pictures with the customers. How the smile and how she pose, converse and laugh with the customers were genuinely from the bottom of his heart. Not a practiced and fake act.

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In just an hour and a half, the booth's products were practically wiped out, every single one. As well as the energy of the five men in the booth. The five of them said sorry to those who haven't purchased what they want. Andrei took a few more pictures and signed autographs before they packed up and went at the back of their booth.

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(Andrei POV)

We were at the back of our booth, resting for a bit before we move on to our next activity. These men were on the same year level as me, but of course, different courses. And Voila! They are their department's respective representatives!

"Dude, that was exhausting." Mike Jones, the man with red locks. Same course and major as me. His hair was tied in a short ponytail, relaxed on his chair as he popped his back. The sound was kinda disturbing.

Another guy with a golden blonde hair took a swig from his bottle of cold water. "The fangirls and fanboys beat the shit out of us!" This man is Dino Storm, took up business, this man is almost like my big brother. He was actually just an Alumni, as he graduated with honors 3 years ago. He is just here to help out.

"How much did we earn today, Natsuki?" This raven haired with onyx eyes man is Kaname Shinomiya. He raised both of his legs to the table to relax himself at least. He is taking up Architecture for his extreme passion and love for structures.

The man with brunette hair and wearing a frameless glasses, randomly pressed numbers on his calculator and took few clicks on his laptop. "A hundred and fifty thousand. Excluding the recent special orders made by some." He said as he jot down numbers on his notebook. This man is Kaname's older brother, Natsuki. He is the group's member who focuses on finance. No doubt he took business as his major.

I lifted my almost jelly like legs at the table and both of my hands rested behind my neck. "Ghewd… jheb… ghuyzzss…" I limply raised both of my arms to do thumbs up, but it fell down almost immediately at my sides.

"Andrei, are you even still alive?" Kaname rested his big hands on my shoulder.

With my eyes closed… "Kaname, ask Mike. We rushed the 5 orders of those 3DMG hear in a single week…" I close my eyes as I can't even comprehend what to say next. Luckily, Mike caught the clue and continued.

Mike(he is currently combing, redoing his ponytail), cleared his throat at started to explain. "Besides arranging the matters for the booth to be possible, Andrei has to attend matters on arranging this whole event and the others that would follow the next two months. Also matters like attending cosplay events and photoshoots together with fulfilling her duties as a student and a graduating student, well, Andrei's really busy…"

"And practically half – dead." Dino peeked at my already sleeping figure…

"Guys, if you have other matter to attend to, you could go now. I can handle myself here." I said, half asleep.

"You sure?" The four asked in unison. A small smile crept at the corner of my lips.

"Hmmm… If you badly want to spend your precious time with me, well, I am hungry, buy me something to eat… I am fucking starving." I heard them chuckle loudly.

"Kay! We'll be right back in a few minutes!" I swear that was Kaname who slightly spanked my forehead. Well, I am too damn tired to argue…

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(Kyoya POV)

"Hmmm… might as well associate myself with the council president of this school. He might be a good acquaintance." I stand up from my bench where I was seated and slowly made my way to Andrei who has now her head ducked to the table.

"Mr. Andrei Gilbert? Can I have a seat?"

"Hmmm? Are you from the school newspaper? Yeah sure take a seat." His voice muffled as he laced his arms around his head protectively.

"Unfortunately, I am not from the school newspaper, I am a first year student, taking up business."

Andrei flinched and quickly raised his head. "EHHH! A FIRST YEAR! OMG GOD WHAT'S YOUR…" Andrei voice was rather pitchy and excited, it sound suspicious but I still don't know why. Andrei's expression, from a glad and honest smile quickly turned into a shock and somewhat scared smile.

But she quickly recovered and reverted to his previous smile. "May I know your name? Mr?..."

"Kyoya Ootori, my dearest Council President."

"Owh, an Asian, Japanese right? Don't get me wrong, not being racist in here. I am one sixteenth Japanese anyway." Andrei seemed uneasy, but a playful smirk emerged from his thin yet subtle lips.

"I was amazed how you handle your job as council president, I hope I can learn from you." Basics, befriend the person, get some benefits.

Andrei tilted his head to the side as if clueless. "You sure, Mr. Ootori? It might be the other way around. I've read in a health magazine about your Father's company, the prospects were kinda impressive. Not like I am a business people, I just need to learn the basics."

Is this man playing the humble game with me? Probably no, he won't be the council president for nothing. "I've heard you've garnered such impressive achievement at a very young age, and you're quite famous on your own. I wanted to learn how you manage yourself so well."

He leaned his face closer and rested his hand under his chin. "Well, actually it took me a rather pretty painful motivation to have done everything I've achieved. I am sure everyone has a rather painful motivation somehow, am I right, Mr. Ootori?

"Well Mr. Gilbert, I don't know if I…"

"It's Andrei Storm anyways, not Gilbert. That's just my business name, every artist needs a pseudonym."

Andrei Storm… now I know! How could I not recognize him at first glance? "You are that…"

"Yes, I am that one guy who went to the club you and your friends are in. Though I was kinda disappointed that you didn't recognize me. But I am really sorry if I sort of humiliated your well-built ego back then." He pouted childishly, making it an obvious fake move.

Andrei carefully pulled out pins from his black wig, and when he's sure it was done, he swiftly pulled out the wig, revealing his deep indigo hair, its length just below his ear. His hair was still the same, flowy and spiky.

"You're so fun to tease, Mr. Ootori."

"Excuse me? I don't see this as a teasing game."

"Haha. A tsun – tsun."

"You sound so rude, and please explain what tsun – tsun is."

Now what's with the sudden shift from casual talk to a teasing one? This guy is a combination of those twins and that damn Suoh, well much more than them! And a Ootori would never fall for such low level teasing, never…

And a soft warm hand cupped my left cheek. "You're blushing Mr. Ootori, I never thought you'd be this cute! I might consider falling for a man. Hehe. And then there was his smile, to be exact it was like a HOST CLUB smile.

"What the…" I slapped his hand away from my face. "What the hell you think you're doing?"

And a hoard or should I say, the guys who were with him rushed towards us.

"Hoi you fucking Asian dude! Who the hell you think you are to do such thing to our precious Andrei?" A man with fire truck red hair charged towards me and lifted me by my collar. Wait, did he just said precious?

"Mike, put him down. I was actually the one who…" Andrei calmly pleaded the man holding me up by my collar, whose name is Mike. Poor guy, he never knew my shirt might cost a week of allowance of his.

"How dare you mess with…"

"MIKE! I SAID CUT THE CRAP OUT! YOU ALL ARE OVER EXAGGERATING!" Andrei was holding Mike's hand that is gripping my collar, his eyes, staring intently at the red head, as if telling the same thing for the guy to do.

Mike took a long sigh and without much care, let go of my collar. He looked at me with disgust and clicked his tounge.

"As I was about to say, it is my fault. I guess my usual teasing doesn't suit Mr. Ootori's taste at all. SO with that…" Andrei took a few steps towards me and… "I am very sorry for my impoliteness, Mr. Ootori." His hand clapped together, and when I stole a glance to his face.

Is it just my imagination or the background behind him is sparkling with some flowers swirling around? I shrugged at the thought of how HOST CLUB like the action is.

"No big deal Mr. Storm, I also like to apologize for my sudden action, I was taken by surprise and…"

"MR?!" Mike, together with the guy with glasses and the other guy holding a shawarma and a bottle of huge cola (too much, probably it was for the five of them).

"Guys, just stop." Andrei said to the three, which in return just looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

Why did they act like that, is there something wrong with formally calling someone Mr. when you just knew each other?

"An Ootori, you say?" And a tall blonde man, rested his hands on Andrei shoulders from behind. Wait! He is!

"Mr. Dino Storm, it was nice meeting you here. It was much unexpected of you to be in here."

"Well, I am an alumni in here, and I am helping my younger sibling with her endeavours."

Dino Storm, Andrei Storm… Goodness, what happened to my brain, why I have though Andrei is just a petty student in here. This is Harvard! No one is exceptionally ordinary!

Dino is a very well-known business man in the industry and to top that he is not just an ordinary business man, he is also a well sought lawyer. He never loses a case and closes deals with ease. It was not really surprising that the Storm Corporation is in his responsibility to manage.

*ahem ahem. "Andrei, I am afraid this little reunion needs to end." The guy with glasses said as he pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose.

"and we'll have some victory party at Andrei's residence!" The over energetic guy added.

"Well if that's the case, then Mr. Ootori?"

"Yes?"

"It was nice meeting you, I hope we talk to each other more, is that fine with you?" He tilted his head to the side and gave me a closed lip smile.

"Would be my pleasure." I gave him a slight curtsy nod as a response to his politeness

Dino then wrapped his arms around his brother. I wonder why they have a different hair color. After looking around and made sure everything was packed up, they started to walk away.

But then, Andrei halted and looked over me through his shoulders. "Mr. Ootori, I think you'll look better without glasses. Try on some contact lenses. You'll surely swoon girls effortlessly." Andrei gave me a closed eye smile accompanied with a short melodic chuckle, and there goes again with the sparkling background.

He waved his hands at the air and started to walk towards their van. And within second, the van was away from my vision.

God, why does my face feels hot. Damn it, I am not blushing for anyone's sake!

(At the van where Andrei and the group is)

"I pity that Asian, you shouldn't have flirted with him."

"I've had enough, Kaname, just focus on driving. And please, don't forget that you're an Asian as well."

Kaname pouted on how Andrei dismissed his suggestion.

"Well, isn't that Ootori guy the one you keep your eyes on? Or should I say you and I? Since you've asked some crazy things for me to do just to know matters about him." Natsume said as a matter of fact, pushing his glasses up to the bridge of his nose.

"If you're looking for something in return, it'll arrive tomorrow. But please don't flail over it."

"I-idiot! I-I don't flail!" Natsume stumbled at his words, trying to hide his excitement.

"Denial, nerdy boy." Mike interjected, seeming still irritated to the event moments ago.

"Mike, shut up. You must say sorry to the guy next time you meet him."

"NO WAY!"

"No cooking from me for a week then."

"CRAP!"

And the van was filled with a good laugh, with Mike desperately making everyone shut up.

When the laughing fit and everyone has settled back and relaxed, the silent Dino finally spoke up.

"That boy is the target, am I right? So what's your plan? I can't think of any reason for you to even talk to him and reveal your identity that easily to him." Dino said, his tone unfazed and his face expressionless, but if you'll look through that façade, you'll see he is serious and at the same time curious about what Andrei is thinking.

"Plan you say? Well, it is more like a game." A playful smirk emerged from the corner of Andrei's lips.

Dino just sigh at how clever his sibling can be, he must be used to his antiques. Well he can't, Andrei is full of surprises. "Well, just remember, if you're playing a game…"

"I am gambling. Yes I know brother." A chuckle left Andrei's lips. "Well, you know who I am, I only start or participate in games in which I was sure I'll win."

"The White Knight indeed." Natsume muttered to no one in particular while typing on his laptop, trying to act as not as much as interested than he really is. "This would be fun." He told himself.

"Well, you've planned everything well for years. Everyone would be here to support you." Dino closed his eyes, massaging the side of his temples. "Not like I can or anyone stop Andrei. I just need to keep her safe and support Andrei all the time. Until everything is done and over."

Andrei rested his elbow on the van's window, his chin resting in her palm. "This is my only chance. If I succeed, I get everything I want and I deserve, prove myself and get my revenge. If I fail…"

"No! You won't fail! You have us in here. We're not us for nothing!" Mike said as he mid-air fist pump. How Asian like is that.

Andrei just smiled towards his friends and muttered his sweet... "Thank you for being at my side as always."

"The White Knight won't fail, that is the only ending to accept."

END NOTES:

So how was Chapter two? Again sorry for the very long wait. And thank you for the readers, guests, and that random reviewer. Thank you for that criticism, I appreciate it so much. Maybe you can also help me to beta my work? XD

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Next chapter, I'll try to be mean with our Shadow King, shenanigan stuffs, mwehehehhe XD

SHAMEFUL PROMOTION:

Please, if you're into Shingeki no Kyojin, please read my fiction "CRIMSON SKY" I can say this has a good story line. It merges perfectly on the emotions and the aura of SNK, not to fluffy, not too unbelievable. But I promise to you that I am giving my best doing that story! XD In that fic, the pairing is LevixOC.