Ahaha…finally a disclaimer…! Tehehe I don't own OHSHC unfortunately but I adore Kyouya so I hope you liked this story for the most part =D
CHAPTER 2
Everyone just stared at me. My smile lessened as I worried that they all forgot who I was. I noticed my mother stand up.
"Well, see you all have some catching up to do, so I'll just leave now," I hinted the nervous tone in my mother's cheery voice. She picked her tea and walked out of the European style den. I then notice Kaoru's head turn towards his brother's.
"Hikaru, we made that quote up for the vampire line. But, we only put that quote on - "the two looked at me, and noticed the locket that the two gave me before I left for Europe for my scholarship educations five years ago.
"Kiari …" Hikaru held out my name in a whisper, remembering who I was, and that I was standing behind them at the very moment. My gentle smile came back.
"Hikaru, and Kaoru - kun," I said slowly, in my most sincere, gentle voice, color coming to my cheeks, and placing my hands on the back of the luv seat, hoping they took them, like they used to, but instead, in unison, more heat coming to their faces, they pushed themselves up and sat on the back of the luv seat, at the same time drawing me in with one arm each, and bringing me into a warm embrace. I put an arm around each of them, returning the warm welcome.
"Kiari," cooed Hikaru.
"We missed you so much," Kaoru laid his head on my shoulder, a gentle smile landing on his face.
"You've changed so much, too," I then heard Hikaru. I could feel their breath against my neck, which gave me goose bumps, but I smiled, because I knew that all they were was happy to see me.
"Your hair grew out too," Kaoru noticed I didn't have bangs anymore. Hikaru nodded as he brushed hair behind my ear hiding my right eye because of the part too far to my left.
"It looks like you two have too," I commented, a soft sigh escaping my lips. Suddenly, they pulled away.
"Can you still guess which one's which?" they said in unison, pushing their hair back to hide their part, mischievously smiling like they always used to. I sighed again, patting the shoulder on my right, already knowing he was the most devilish twin.
"My dear Hikaru, you can't fool me, especially when I know the way you touch me. Roughly, but sweetly," I smiled with my eyes closed.
"Awwwwwwwww, you're no fun anymore!," they whined in unison, pouting a little, knowing that I still remember who is who.
"P.s., Kaoru's hair is parted on the left, and yours is parted on the right, so there," I giggled as I heard Tamaki gawk at us hearing the comment I made about how the way Hikaru touched me, which was a big fat lie, but obviously Tamaki was getting the wrong idea, probably not have watched him hesitantly putting his hand behind my hair, that oblivious idiot. Although he probably didn't know who I was since we were both very little when we met, and he is probably very convinced the twins are pervs.
"I remember that name. Do we know Kiari, Takashi?" I heard Mitsukuni ask. Takashi nodded.
"She was your fathers disciple, and we assisted him in her training. She always had cake with you afterwards," Takashi replied. Everyone stared at Mori for his long string of words. I wasn't surprised. He always talked more when he talked to me, feeling more comfortable to express what was going through his head. I walked around the luv seat, pulling up the sleeves of my sweatshirt with a smile on my face, emphasizing on my left sleeve to make everyone notice the black sweat band on my left wrist with a pink bunny head pin sewed to it. A memento that the two gave me to remember them by when I left. I never took it off except for when I was in the shower or when I went to bed (my mom said 'it would cut off my blood circulation' [imitating mother]). Mitsukuni smiled, spreading across his face from ear to ear as he noticed the band.
"Kai - chan?" he asked. I smiled warmly at him.
"Mitsukuni - sempai," I said, a title I gave him by choice since he assisted me with training and he was older than me. His smile got wider as he stood up, ready to tackle me with a hug. I knelt down with my arms out in front of me.
"Kai - chan!" he ran up to me and embraced me. I wrapped my arm around Honey, taking the other to pick a strawberry from a piece of cake.
"I missed having cake with you after training at the dojou," Honey looked up at me, pouting.
"So did I, Mitsukuni sempai," I put the fruit to his lips, his mouth opening to oblige the offer with joy, closing his mouth over it as I let go. He chewed contently, with a wide smile. I stood up to feel a hand rustling my hair.
"Takashi sempai," I smiled up at him. He smiled back.
"Hey," he smiled.
"It's been a while. When you left, Takashi was thinking that when we see each other again, you two should spar," Mitsukuni smiled up at me in a kiddish way. I sweat dropped.
"Maybe someday," I said slowly, not wanting to oblige. Although, I really hoped Takashi sempai got the picture.
"Let's sit down, Kai chan!" Mitsukuni tugged on my hand.
"In a moment, 'kay sempai?" I turned to face Tamaki. He looked back at me. I knew he thought I was a new face to him. He was horribly mistaken. I had a great idea; the last thing we said to each other during that dance.
"That was a lovely dance, my prince Tamaki Suoh," I looked at him. His eyes widened. He stood up, eyes smoldering.
"I never got to thank you for that dance, my princess, Kiari Kagerou," he held a hand out to me. I knew what to do. I took it. He pulled me to him and wrapped his other arm around me.
"I wished for ages to have another like that," I hugged him back.
"I missed that. I'm so sorry I forgot all about you. But that memory will never escape me, and I can't believe that girl I danced with was with the girl who is standing in front of me right now," Tamaki sat back down, still holding my hand.
"We'll, you'll get your chance again, I'm sure," I smiled at him. He tried to tug me down next to him on the couch. I did so, only to face my secret crush, Kyouya Ootari.
"Hey, Kyouya," I leaned in closer to him. He only looked at me from the note pad thing he had been writing in the whole time. All he did was stare at me.
"You can't be serious, you can't be the one who doesn't - " he paced a hand on my forehead, pushing all of my hair out of my face. I blushed, too little for everyone to notice. His hand felt so warm against my cool face.
"I'm glad to hear that you haven't fallen ill since you left, Kiari," he cut me off in a gentle voice. My face flushed red. It made my heart melt at how he said my name. He took his hand away, only to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose, sending a galre on the lenses. I made a slight face and took them in my fingers and pulled them off. His dark eyes looked down at me, not doing anything since I used to do this when we were kids.
"What was that for this time?" he asked. I pouted a little.
"When you do that, I can't see your eyes, then I don't know who I'm talking to. You or the glasses?" I began to smile as he sighed.
"Same old you," he patted my head.
"Okay!" started Hikaru.
"Time out!" followed Kaoru. We all looked at them.
"How do you know all of us?" they asked in unison.
"That's a very good question hm?" I replied. "It first started when I was six."
