The Love That Was Never Mentioned but Will Never Be Forgotten (part 2!)

Regrets

Ai walked away from the man that she loved, drove her to insanity, and made her feel special all at the same time. She was on the verge of tears and yet so happy she could barely contain it. Her heart was a jumble of emotions and she didn't know where to begin. She wanted to know when she had fallen for Kyouya Ootori; she wanted to know when he had fallen for her. Had they always been in love, or was it only recently? Could she rely on him to not change his feelings for her? Could she rely on herself to not change her feelings for him? It was all too much too fast. She sat in the car and, as the driver started to head home, she told him not to.

"What's wrong, miss Ai?" he asked.

"Nothing, I just want to drive around town for a bit. Do you mind?" she responded.

"Your father won't be happy about this, but if you insist I suppose it's alright," he said reluctantly.

She smiled back at him before looking out the window. She watched all the flying colors of Tokyo as they drove and couldn't help but feeling like she was on a cloud. She smiled and her heart felt light as a feather; she only realized she was crying when the driver asked,

"Are you alright, Miss Ai?"

She immediately wiped her eyes and said, "Yeah, I'm fine," which was, in all honesty, the biggest lie she's ever told.

What if he forgets the promise? What if this was her only chance to marry him?

"Can we head home now?" she asked.

"Of course, milady," the driver answered.

She continued watching the outside world as she tried to quiet her thoughts. It was always like this with her; she couldn't be completely happy about something because she always worried about the what-if's. Before she noticed what she was doing, they were home and she was welcomed back home with a surprise that she didn't expect in a million lifetimes. As she walked inside she saw a tall blonde with sky blue eyes and tan skin in a t-shirt and jeans sitting on her couch.

"Hi, Ai," he said.

The Obstacle

Ai's former fiancé, before Kyouya, got up from his seat and walked over to give her a hug. His name was Alfred Stewart; one of her parents' favorite suitors.

"Long time no see, Ai!" he said happily.

She responded with a nervous, "Al! W-what are you doing here?"

Her mom answered, "Since we couldn't marry you with Kyouya Ootori, we decided our best option was Alfred-chan."

It took Ai a minute to process everything, seeing as she was still light headed from the kiss earlier.

When she finally realized what was going on she exclaimed, "Mom! I don't want to be married! To anyone!" Liar,the voice inside her head said.

Not the time, she thought back.

"Ai! Don't be unreasonable!" her mother replied as she jumped up from her chair.

Her father walked in at that time and took a minute to assess the scene.

"Welcome, Stewart-san!" was his response before walking to the couch and sitting down.

What just happened? The voice in Ai's head asked. I have no idea.

Ai's mother walked over to Ai and put her hands on Ai's shoulders. "Ai, Alfred-chan is a very respectable man now; he's not his mischievous self from your young days," she said.

"Mom, that's not the point! You and Dad are trying to control my future and I hate it!" and with that, Ai ran off.

She slammed her door behind her and flung to her bed.

"Today was just starting to be a good one, too," she murmured.

There was a knock at her door followed by Alfred walking in.

Ai got up in her bed and prepared to say sorry when Alfred said, "Fallen for someone?"

Ai stared at him in amazement before blushing and turning her head.

"Maybe," she replied.

He sat next to her and said, "Then I'll just have to fight him for you."

Ai swiftly turned to him in surprise. He was leaning back, using his arms for support, on the edge of her bed and looking towards the ceiling. Ai took a moment to take Alfred in more fully. His longish, dirty blonde hair was pulled into a short ponytail; his light blue eyes were looking up brightly, as if he saw something he loved; his tan skin was the perfect shade for the white t-shirt that hung loosely from his shoulders and chest; his blue jeans fitted him perfectly. Indeed, he was the perfect American. He was no doubt attractive, that's what had her interested in him in the first place. She wasn't going to lie, he was her favorite suitor too- well, before she realized her feelings for Kyouya, anyways. She crossed her legs and waited for him to say something. He smiled.

"You really look cute in that uniform, ya'know," he said.

Ai blushed immensely and jumped up off the bed as she realized she was still in her uniform. She pointed her finger towards the door.

"You, out! Come back when I tell you it's ok!" she said.

He looked to her and naughtily smirked.

"What? It's not like I haven't seen it before," he replied.

Ok, so maybe they had a thing before; and maybe she lost her virginity to him; and maybe they never technically broke up, just got unengaged; but that didn't stop Ai from blushing and getting pissed off.

She started to push him off the bed and was met with a tackle and a kiss. Alfred smiled down at her with his arms wrapped around her and hers around him.

"Just like old times, huh?" he said.

This pulled Ai out of her haze so that she could realize what her body had done out of instinct. She pushed him off of her and shot up off the bed.

"No! Not like old times! This isn't right, Al! We haven't seen each other in two years! We can't do this anymore!" Ai exclaimed as she put her hands up.

Alfred sat up on the bed and frowned.

"Do you really love this guy more than me?" he asked in his puppy dog way; a face and tone he knew fully well Ai couldn't refuse.

It took all of her energy to not give in. She stood her ground and said, "Yes, I do."

Alfred stood up, crossed his arms, and smirked before saying, "Fine; challenge accepted."

Ai dropped her arms and said, "Say what?"

"I am staying in Japan indefinitely. Therefore, I'll stay by your side and teach this guy a lesson for taking your heart away. In other words, you will be seeing me for a while now," he replied.

Ai glared at him and said, "Don't you dare."

He smirked.

"You're so cute when you're mad."

He walked out of the room, leaving Ai standing there.

"ARGH!" she yelled in frustration before stomping to her closet to change.

Alfred's First Day at Ouran

Ai walked out of the limo and towards the school. Immediately, she felt her smirking shadow. She turned around and looked at Alfred. His hair was down, his eyes imitated his smirk brightly, and his uniform was disgruntled; yet, he pulled it off. She came up to him and started to fix his tie.

"At least get this right, American," she murmured.

He smiled down at her and said, "Well, I know you like the disgruntled look on me best. Well, that's excluding the naked look."

Ai blushed immensely and pulled the tie a bit too tight as she said, "Continue this, and I will have to punish you."

In a choked voice, Alfred replied, "Ooo, kinky."

She glared up at him before turning around. She stomped off, Alfred walking closely behind.

She reached her classroom and noticed that Alfred was still behind her. She turned around towards him.

"Don't you have to talk to the student counselor or something?" Ai said.

"I do," he replied.

Silence.

"So why are you just standing here?" she snapped.

"I don't know where his office is," he replied.

Ai glared at him for a few minutes. She rolled her eyes and said, "Follow me."

He did so gladly, with his same, irritating smirk. They quickly reached the office. Ai pointed to the door.

"There. That's the counselor's office."

"Thank you very much," he replied before bending down and kissing her.

She halted a brief moment. She had to fight the urge to close her eyes and kiss him back. She pushed his forehead, reopening the distance between their faces. This caused a pout from Alfred; in turn, Ai glared.

"One, we can get into serious trouble for that. Two, I don't like you anymore, ok? That was a different me," she chastised.

Alfred smirked.

Ok, screw it, Ai thought.

She bonked him on the head.

He smiled back up at her before straightening up and rubbing the back of his head where she bonked him. Ai repointed at the door.

"Now, you're going to go in there, register as a student, make friends, maybe even a girlfriend, and leave me the hell alone," she stated.

Alfred walked in the room as his response. Ai walked away towards her class.

Suspicions

Kyouya walked to class and couldn't get the picture of the tall American kissing Ai out of his head. He had been walking to class from getting something for a teacher when he heard Ai's voice. He walked towards her voice and stopped when he saw the American lean down. He couldn't see Ai's face, but he doubted she would let anyone kiss her without permission. He didn't want to see more, so he quickly ran off.

Why would she do that? And the day after she said she loved me?

Kyouya felt the tears in his eyes and quickly wiped them away.

"Wait until our careers are worked out, ok?" By that did she mean, "Wait until I'm done screwing around"? No, Ai's not the type. I need to talk to her about this.

He pulled out his phone and began texting,

*AUTHOR NOTE: I'm not using text language in case any readers don't know it*

"Meet me at the school garden after school, ok? We need to discuss us."

He sent it to Ai and got an immediate reply.

"Sorry, I can't. I have a date."

Date? With who?

"Date? With who?"

"This American I've known for a while. Sorry, but I'm gonna marry him instead. Oh, p.s. don't talk to me anymore; whatever I said about loving you was a lie. Have a nice life! "

Kyouya nearly dropped his phone. He clenched his teeth while trying to fight the tears.

Fine by me, I don't care. I'll just go find someone else, he told himself as he walked to class.

Liar.

Yeah, I know.

Ai reached into her bag pocket, having a weird urge to text Kyouya. Her hand searched for her phone but couldn't find it. Class hadn't started yet, so she put the bag on her lap and looked everywhere with no luck. Instantly, a flashback of putting it on her kitchen counter hit her.

Damnit, I probably left it there, she thought. Oh well, it's not like I'd have anything to say anyways.