Me: I'm back again! :D I decided to put another chapter to this fic since it's just getting a move. ^-^ And I felt like working on a cute fic since my day and life really isn't doing good...

Kyoya: More bad things?

Me: Countless. But I won't bother my readers with those things. ^_^ Here's another chapter with my adorable little Kiyoshi. ^^

Kiyoshi: Kiyoshi likes the readers! :3

Me: x3 OH HE'S SO CUTE!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! I JUST OWN KIYOSHI!


Chapter 2: Don't Make Kiyoshi Leave!

Fuyumi stood by Kyoya at the front of their father's office door, "Should we really be doing this, Kyo-kun?" she asked uncertainly. Kyoya looked back at the boy sitting on the couch in the other room, "I think we should, Fuyumi. He obviously isn't sane." He was reassured of the last statement when Kiyoshi flipped over on the couch to lie upside down. "That's not nice, Kyoya. What did mother always say?" Kyoya sighed, "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all..." he muttered. Reaching up, he finally knocked on the door of Yoshio Ootori's office.

"Yes?" was the calm answer.

"It's us, father. Fuyumi and Kyoya." Fuyumi said. She carefully opened the door and walked in with Kyoya close behind her. Yoshio was seated at his desk, his attention on the work in front of him. She quietly approached the desk and gently leaned forward, "Father, I have a question?" She sounded like a child again, "...When mother left, was she... Pregnant?"

'Can you get anymore blunt, Fuyumi...?' Kyoya thought.

Yoshio had completely halted his work. He looked at his daughter from behind his glasses, "Why do you ask?" he questioned. Fuyumi stepped back a bit, "Well... There seems to be... A boy here. He claims to be an Ootori and that his mother left him a note stating that he should come to our home to be in the family he was meant to be in." Fuyumi almost tensed as her father stood up. "Where is he?"

Kiyoshi blew a bubble, now sitting normally in the elegant couch. It popped and he looked up quickly to see Fuyumi and Kyoya returning with a stern looking man. He quickly stood up, standing straight and still, "You must be Yoshio Ootori." he gave a polite bow, "I am Kiyoshi Ootori-"

"You certainly cannot be an Ootori."

Kiyoshi looked up, startled, "P-Pardon?" he stuttered, "...Kiyoshi is. See, mother left Kiyoshi this note saying that Kiyoshi was." He quickly dug through his pocket and held out the note from before. Yoshio took it and read it as Kiyoshi spoke, "She left Kiyoshi with another family the day Kiyoshi was born, so Kiyoshi don't know where she is, but that was what Kiyoshi's family gave Kiyoshi the moment Kiyoshi turned ten." He wrang out his shirt nervously as Yoshio silently read the note, "So... Kiyoshi must be an Ootori... Mother wouldn't lie to Kiyoshi..."

"Obviously, she just did." Yoshio coldly gave Kiyoshi his note, "My wife died ten years ago. You are certainly not an Ootori. Now, if you'd be kind enough to leave. You have disturb this house enough for today."

Kiyoshi watched what he claimed was his father walk away. The office door shut and he dropped his head. Fuyumi and Kyoya shared a quick glance to eachother before Fuyumi quickly kneeled beside the boy, "Kiyoshi, maybe we should call you family and have them come get you."

"No!"

The Ootori siblings froze at Kiyoshi's outburst. Kiyoshi shook his head, "Kiyoshi refuses to go back to that home... Kiyoshi's an Ootori. Kiyoshi knows it!" he looked up at Fuyumi and Kyoya with tearful eyes, "Please... Don't make Kiyoshi go back there. Kiyoshi wants to be here... Kiyoshi wants to be with the family mother said Kiyoshi should be with!" He ran to Kyoya, gripping the taller raven's jeans, "Please Big Brother Kyoya! Don't make them take Kiyoshi away!" he cried into the fabric of his "brother's" pants.

Fuyumi stood and looked at Kyoya sadly, "Kyoya... We can't just send him away..." she said. Kyoya gave her an "are you serious?" look. She pouted, "Please, Kyoya-kun? We can convince father to let him stay. I know we can. Besides," she pulled Kiyoshi to her, "he looks just like you!" she smiled, holding Kiyoshi close, "See?"

Well... They certainly did look a like... The same raven hair (though Kiyoshi's was a massive mess), and they even had the same dark eyes and glasses. And they both looked like if they were to sit in the sun they'd get massive sunburns...

"Alright! Fine!" Kyoya finally said, "But you're talking to father. I refuse to get chewed out for something you want to do..."

Fuyumi smiled, "Thank you!" Kiyoshi nearly glomped Kyoya, "Thank you, Big Brother Kyoya! Kiyoshi appreciates it!" he chimed happily.

A sweatdrop appeared on Kyoya's head, "First off... Call me Kyoya. Second, you need to stop talking in third person. Father certainly wouldn't expect an Ootori to talk that way." Kiyoshi gave him a confused look, "But, this how Kiyoshi always talks. And Kiyoshi won't change!" Kyoya sighed, 'I feel like this'll be a crazy day...'


Me: Short, but it's something. ^-^

Kiyoshi: YAY! Kiyoshi staying here! :D

Me: I know! x3

Kyoya: Help me... T-T

Kiyoshi: Let's play, Big Brother Kyoya! *glomps Kyoya*

Me: XD R&R?