CHAPTER 2


I am very sorry that I miss spelled the name "Kyouya Ootori" (the anime) when it is suppose to be "Kyoya Ohtori" (the manga). From now on, it will be Kyoya Ohtori or at least the manga terms, and I will be using the American Education system instead of the traditional Japanese system. Enjoy the story!


"Kyoya, introduce us to your friend." asked the man with glasses. The man was standing in the middle. He looked like he had more power and authority than the other two. The man on the left looked like a body guard, and there was a young lady standing, on the far right. She looked beautiful, and she looked like Kyoya and the man in the middle.

"This is Miori Takahari. Miori," Kyoya pointed at the lady on the far right, "this is my older sister, Fuyumi Ohtori." Fuyumi smiled and waved to Miori.

"This," he pointed at the man in the middle with glasses, "is my father Yoshio Ohtori." after he said this, Kyoya's father shook Miori's hand.

"And finally this is the head of the house maintenance and security, Mr. Yacuza."

"He's part of the mafia?!" asked Miori out loud. Everyone laughed since this has happened so many times, except for Kyoya since he thought that it was a common mistake.

"No, Miss Takahari, Yakuza is spelled with a "K". My name is spelled with a "C". A lot of people say that a lot so I don't mind." said Mr. Yacuza

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know, please for give me." said Miori hurriedly, and bowed repeatedly (kind of like when Yuna says she is sorry).

"It's ok, please you don't have to bow so much." so Miori stopped bowing.

"Let's get down to business. You will need to answer some questions so that I may be able to fill out your school registration. Is that ok Miss Takahari?" asked Mr. Ohtori.

"Yes, you may sir." She could tell that he is a very serious person and that he is a business person. He showed a hand signal, showing that she can sit down. She thought that it would take a while to answer all the questions, so she tried to relax, while looking polite.

"What is your full name, please?" Mr. Ohtori asked.

"Miori Sagiso Takahari." answered Miori.

"I know this isn't a question on the registration form, but what does "Sagiso" means? It's a really beautiful name, but I have never heard it."

"It means, 'my thoughts will follow you into your dreams'. My mother named me this, because she knew that I was different than when my brother was born, so she gave me an unusual name, but beautiful name." Miori remembered that because her mother told her this. She wanted to cry at the thought of her mother and how kind she was, but she had to look professional so that she may be able to go to a good school.

"Ah, your mother must be a good mother then. Well, the next question is, when is your birthday?" he continued.

"December 31, 1992."

"Ah, New Years Eve. Your birthplace?"

"In Kyoto."

"Your height?"

"5'5 or 5'6."

"I'll put 5'5. Weight?"

"About 102 lbs."

"Mother's and Father's name?"

"Do I still need to tell you, even if my parents are dead?" asked Miori. Kyoya saw that she looked sad when she asked this.

"Oh I'm sorry. Well, do you have any allergies?"

"Sorry, I have none."

"Well, I will be your new guardian, so we can skip that question. Let's see… who to call in case of emergency…do you have anyone in particular?"

"Yes, Dr. Miazaki. His cell phone number is 927-9832." (this isn't a real phone number, just random numbers).

"Ok, do you have any health problems?" Miori wasn't sure if she should tell him about her condition. She turned to Kyoya and he nodded.

"Miori, my father probably knows about the condition already. He knows what happens in the Health Society." Kyoya explained.

"Well, have you heard about the "Blood Eater"?" she asked this so that to make sure that he does know the condition.

"Ah, yes, I won't write that down. Any living relatives and there status?"

"My older stepbrother, from my mother's divorce, his name is Hanzou Takahari."

"His age and his birthday?"

"He is 26, but I don't know when his Birthday is…I'm sorry but, he never told me."

"Well, don't worry we'll background check him." said Mr. Ohtori. Kyoya and Miori could tell that he may have sounded like he was concerned, but really he just said that so that he could get the small meeting over with. "What three electives would you like to take?"

"Don't I need to take advanced classes?" Miori read and heard that you can take advanced classes so that you may have a better chance to get into good college or to be a Valedictorian.

"Well, since the school is rich, they already have every thing upgraded to it's finest. So they don't have any advanced classes since it is already advanced. Now, here is a list of electives you can take." He slid the paper to her. She looked at each one.

"How about art, Miori?" asked Kyoya.

"No, I can draw pretty good. Do I have to be in art to have my pictures entered into a art fair or what ever you have at your school?"

"No, you don't have to be in the class. Next is…choir." Kyoya knew this since many times, he has entered many of his pictures into the art fair.

"No, I'm ok with singing, just not in front of so many people."

"Well, how about Home Ec.?"

"I already know how to sow and cook." she had to teach her self how do things around the house, so that she would be able to do chores around the house.

"Newspaper club?"

"No, most newspapers tell lies, and use those lies to make others happy, which is a fake visage." Kyoya was amazed that she said this. He already knew that at the school, the newspaper club tell lies so that they can get others to read and that their club can continue.

"Student Council?"

"No, I wouldn't have time to study if I took that. It usually takes up a lot of time, right?"

"Well, what about a sport? There's basketball."

"Well, I'm not really good at that."

"Soccer?"

"No, when I was little I twisted and broke my ankle many times, the neighborhood kids were rough."

"Track?" Kyoya was getting a little annoyed at the fact that the list is almost done and that she hasn't found any electives to take.

"No, I don't think I can run that fast, at a distance."

"How about kendo or judo. They're for both girls and boys, but most girls don't take these two."

"Yes, I'll take those two. Now one more, right?"

"Are you sure you want to take those two? The whole class are made up of entirely boys and that would make you the only girl in the class." But then he thought that Mori and Hunny would take care of her.

"I already know how to fight. My father taught me how to fight. He joked around and said that I need to know how to fight, so that I may be able to fight boys who want to go out with me when he, himself, is not around. Plus I need to shape up on my skills." The thought of her father sank in. All those times of when they were together, all that time were well spent. She learned many things from her father. One time she had to use her skill, that her father taught her, to make a thief give her wallet and her groceries back.

"Well, the only thing left is the Host Club, but I don't think that Tamaki would allow a girl to be a host."

"How about you ask Tamaki tomorrow at school and see what he thinks. Now, what foreign language would you like to take?"

"Do they have German classes?" Kyoya was surprised since he is in the German class.

"Yes, but I would like to ask, what reason, do you have to take German?"

"I want to go and work there in the future or at least work with them."

"Ah, you want to be a business woman."

"Well, I would be a Dentist, but if I get into a good college or university, then I can be a business person in the medical field."

"Ah your thinking ahead. Well, if you ever make it that high then I will hire you." Kyoya knew that he wouldn't do that unless she is very good at what she does. "Well, that is all of the questions that needed to be answered. Tomorrow, at 7:30 am, you will have to take a test to be admitted and see which rank you will be in. Any questions?"

"I have to wake up at 7:00? That's great! I haven't waken up that late in a long time!" Miori exclaimed.

"Actually that is kind of early. What time do you usually wake up and what do you do.?" asked Fuyumi.

"Well, I usually wake up at 5 then start making breakfast and clean my brother's shoes and shirt, then I start the morning chores."

"Oh you poor girl! Father you must help this poor child." Fuyumi looked at her father with a teary face.

"I'm helping her already. Now, Kyoya, ask the maid outside to show the way to her room." With that, they all bowed to each other and started to leave.

"Thank you Mr. Ohtori." Miori bowed again and left the room.

Kyoya already asked where her room is when she came out of the office.

The same maid that showed the way to the office, was showing the way to Miori's room. Kyoya bet that the room is going to be Fuyumi's old room, which is right across his room.

Miori thought that the house is very grand. They passed through many halls and doors and there were so many steps in the stairs that they went up on, that she almost tripped. They passed many more doors, until they stopped in front of a door. Kyoya, as usual, was right. Miori's room is Fuyumi's old room.

"This will be Miss Takahari's room. Dinner will be served in three hours." and with that the maid left them in front of the door.

Miori opened the door. The door swung open so easily and revealed a marvelous room. It was big and to her it was like a two story room with a huge window, which was the many source of light. The first floor had a bathroom and the living/place to study room, complete with dresser drawer, walk-in closet, couches, coffee table, desk with chair, and a shoe rack, near the door, so that they can take off their shoes (It is Japanese tradition to take off your shoes in a house). She saw that there were many boxes in a corner of the room.

"Ah, those most be your belongings." said Kyoya since he noticed that she was looking in the direction of the boxes.

"Well, I want to look at the second floor first then, could you help me unpack my things?" asked Miori.

"Um, I guess. If you want to know, the next door to your right, in the hall, is a storage closet full of towels, toilet paper, and other necessities. That way we wouldn't bother the maids so much."

"Well, that's nice having a storage room close to the rooms." She looked around the bathroom, which is very big. It has a big bath tub with a shower head, a counter top made of granite with a sink, a closet, which has a mirror door, full of bath robes and other things that were made of high quality.

"Wow, the bathroom is really nice, and the closet is huge."

"Yeah, but at least you don't have to wear the same bath rode over and over again. The bath tub feels really good when you turn on the jets."

"It's almost like a hot tub, only made of better material. Oh well, let's go to the second floor." They walked a few steps to the stairs, the stairs are right next to the bathroom, and they walked up the stairs. It didn't take long to get to the second story, which is like a balcony hanging over the living room. She looked around and thought that it was too much. There were two beds, one for her and the other for a friend, the beds were queen size, and had a canopy/veil covering the beds so that at night people wouldn't get mosquito bites. The veil itself was beautifully embroidered with ivy and wisteria flowers. The bed posts were carved beautifully with wings at the base then going up were flowers and flower petals, then, at the top, were birds that held the veil in place. The bed covers were just stripes, but the colors of the bed cover match the color of the veil, so that it looked liked wisteria petals falling all around you when you sleep. There were two book cases, that were beautifully carved, full of atlases, dictionaries, encyclopedias, novels, famous books, religious books, classics, foreign books, translation books from different languages, and many others. She was so happy to see so many books most of them she has never seen, except for the novels and classics, but other than that she was happy. She turned back to the beds and noticed that there are two side tables for each bed. Both had lovely lamps and digital alarm clocks with a radio built in. She has never seen an alarm clock with a radio, but she already liked it.

"Kyoya I didn't know that there were alarm clocks with a radio in it."

"Well, they are better and it's been around for a long time ."

"Oh I didn't know that. Well, thank you for letting me stay here. The room is so huge. I mean…my whole house could be this room."

"Well, let's go unpack your things so that I have enough time to show you around the house and get ready for dinner. My dad makes us get cleaned up and dress appropriately. You don't have to, but if you want you can wear a dress to dinner."

"I haven't worn a dress in years and I don't have one. The last time I wore a dress was at my parents funeral. After that, my brother made me sell everything that wasn't important. I sold all my dress and my mother's dresses and jewelry, except the family heirlooms. Her locket. I also kept my father's dagger. He told me that it was in his family for many generations. There were many carvings on it. Those two items, I think, are one of the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." She remembered everything that her father told her about their ancestors. It was very exciting when he told the story of her.

"So, whose picture did you put, in the locket?" Kyoya was very curious since the locket was very small, yet sort of fat.

"Well, I put a picture of my mother and father's wedding picture in it, then my brother, and now I have two empty slots in it. I'll find a memorable moment to put in it later. Here, I'll look for the dagger and the locket in this pile and you look, in that pile." she pointed at the pile of boxes near him. He started looking and found nothing of that sort.

"Ah, here it is." she pulled out a wooden box and opened it. The box was lined in silk, and on the outside were metal carvings on the corners and the latch was made of metal. The dagger inside was beautifully carved, as she said, and it had a pouch made of embroidered silk.

"This dagger is really old. And what is in the pouch?" he pointed at the pouch.

"That is the locket. Here, you see for yourself." she took out the bag and opened it over his hand, and out came the locket. He looked at it and was amazed at how the gold carvings were so beautifully made and how the rose in the middle, of the locket, was made so realistically. He opened it and saw a picture of the mother and father in their wedding attire. He looked to the other side and saw a picture of she and her brother together, happy. He thought that it must be before the car accident. He flipped over the frame, that showed she and her brother, and saw that there were two empty slots for pictures.

"You look just like your parents. The locket is really beautiful, as you said."

"Well, we need to put everything up. I think you should do this pile instead of that one, since my clothes are in those boxes." so they switched piles and got busy with work.

It took an hour to organize things and put things in place.

"Yeah, we're finally done!" exclaimed Miori.

"Yes, well…now I need to show you where everything is." Kyouya showed her the way out of the room and closed the door behind him.

"These rooms on the left, down the hall, are for guests, and on the right, as you know, is the storage room, and other bathrooms." after he said that they went to the stairs and got to the first floor.

"This room is the library, our collection in very big." she looked inside and saw that the library is bigger than the public library that she goes to.

"This room is the painting room and-" he was cut off by Miori's gasp.

" Gasp this room is magnificent! This the best painting room ever! Oh, how I would love to paint in here." she entered the room and examined all the paints and paint brushes in many cabinets and closets. "My these are the expensive brushes and paints. Who painted these?" she was pointing at the paintings that were on the ground, drying, and the ones the were framed.

"I did those and those two, on the wall, at the right, are my sister's."

"Wow, you and your sister is really good at drawing."

"Well, we should go on with the tour." they left and went on with the tour. He showed her the game room, television room, a music room complete with a grand piano and other instruments, kitchen, and other rooms. After all that they walked back to her room.

"Did they buy the school supplies already." Miori looked at a pile of books, a book bag with paper, note books, pens and pencils to write with, and a yellow dress. "Is this the uniform that we are suppose to wear?" she held up the dress to him.

"Yes, I would say that you can wear pants, but then they would probably think you're a boy." Kyoya remembered Haruhi's situation.

"It would be nice to wear pants, but I guess I'll put up with the dress." she put the dress down and went to the closet and came out with clothes in her arms. "Are these clothes good enough to wear to dinner?" she held out dress pants with pin stripes, a button-up, long sleeves shirt, and high heels, which wasn't really high, but was slightly high.

"That would be perfect. My father would think that you are from a company." complimented Kyoya.

"Well, it was the only thing that I could think of that a business man would like."

"Well, I'm going to my room to change out of these clothes." after he said that, he left the room the change out of his clothes. He decided to change into a button-up, long sleeve shirt, with straight jean pants and dress shoes. He looked in the mirror and thought that it would be enough to live up to his father's standards. He came out of his room and knocked on her door.

" Knock Miori, are you done?" the door was suddenly swung open revealing Miori in her outfit.

"The only thing I hate about this is that I have to wear high heals to dinner, when I can wear house slippers to dinner."

"Well, you look great."

"Thank you, now we should go." so they walked together to the dinning room and found that Fuyumi and Kyoya's father was already eating their food.

"My Miss Takahari…you look stunning." said Fuyumi.

"Yes, she does now we must eat. You need plenty of rest for the test tomorrow." said Mr. Ohtori. He clapped his hands twice, and out came a flood of servants bringing out food. There were many different kinds of food. There were pork, beef, chicken, ramen, sushi, fried rice, noodles, octopus, crab and many other kinds of food that she has never seen. But they were lacking something.

"Uh, I can't eat this kind of food. Do you have any vegetables or fruit?" Miori asked.

"Yes, Mr.Yacuza, send someone to bring Miss Takahari some vegetables and fruit." Mr. Ohtori ordered.

"Yes, sir. I will get someone." Mr. Yacuza snapped his fingers and one of the maids, that was standing near the door to the dinning room, went into the kitchen and in a flash came back with two big plate full of vegetables and fruits.

"Would you like salad dressing, Miss Takahari?" asked the maid.

"Yes, thank you." the maid went back inside ad retrieved a bottle of salad dressing and handed it to Miori.

"Will that be all?"

"No, thank you. That will be all." after all the commotion, they finally had a peaceful dinner. No one spoke during the dinner, which felt the same way as when Miori and her brother eat together. When everyone was finished with their dinner and desert, they started questioning her.

"So Miori, do you like to paint a lot? Earlier you said you knew how to paint." asked Fuyumi.

"Yes, I like to paint. My mother showed me how to draw." answered Miori.

"Do you know how to play an instrument?" asked Fuyumi

"I know how to play the piano and the guitar." answered Miori.

"Oh, who taught you how to play." asked Mr. Ohtori. Everyone noticed, at once, that he got interested all of a sudden.

"Well, my father taught me how to play the guitar and my mother taught me how to play the piano." Miori answered. The Ohtori family remembered when Tamaki played the piano, for them, and immediately had to ask this question.

"Could you play for us?" asked Mr. Ohtori.

"Certainly, but which one?"

"You should play the piano." said Kyoya.

"All right, but I'm going to be playing something that isn't a classic. The song I'm going to play is from a video game."

"Oh, a video game. Which one?" asked Fuyumi. She didn't really play video games, but she wanted to make Miori more comfortable.

"Final Fantasy X, the song is called 'The Hymn of Faith' or 'The Song of Prayer'." answered Miori.

"Well, then let's go to the music room." said Mr. Ohtori.

They all left the dinning room and entered the music room. She sat down and looked at Kyoya. He nodded and, immediately, she started playing the song. Everyone that listened were touched my the tune. Kyoya was reminded of when Tamaki was playing a song, for them. Everyone was crying, except Kyoya. Fuyumi was crying the most. When the song was finished, everyone clapped. Even the maids, outside, and Mr. Yacuza clapped.

"My Miss Takahari, that was beautiful." complimented Fuyumi. Fuyumi and Mr. Ohtori wiped away their tears before anyone could notice.

"Yes, what an excellent song. Now, everyone should go to bed and Fuyumi you need to go back home." said Mr. Ohtori.

"I know, but the song is so touching. Well…I guess I'll see you later Miss Takahari, and Kyoya I'll see you later too." Fuyumi waved goodbye. Miori waved back and went to her room to get ready for the next. The first day of school.

"Kyoya, I need to have a word with you." said Mr. Ohtori. Kyoya, reluctantly followed his father to the other side of the music room. "I don't know what you are planning, but it better be good. You are monopolizing this poor girl."

"Don't worry, father, I won't do anything disapproving." Kyoya smilled his famous "devil smile" and went to his room to get ready for the next day, and went to bed.