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Chapter 3

What He Did

The honey-haired girl set down her pencil and cracked her knuckles. She leaned back in her chair, taking in a deep breath. Her eyes began to water, so she blinked a couple of times to prevent the salty liquid from streaking down her cheeks. This always happened when she got tired.

A pair of doe eyes peered inside from behind the door. "Yoo-hoo… sissy…" she whispered, seeing that her cousin wasn't asleep. "What do you want, Hotaru?" Reiko asked, not even bothering to look over. Hotaru entered the lavish bedroom and quietly shut the door behind her. It was late at night and everyone else had gone to bed. But she knew Reiko would still be awake.

"I wanted to talk to you about what happened earlier today", she said, getting strait to the point. "It's just… you were pretty angry. It wasn't like you. You were almost as scary as Lucifer", she continued with a slight chuckle. Reiko looked at her with a half-smile. "Honestly, why must you refer to Asuka as Lucifer?" Of course, she didn't expect an answer. Hotaru never explained her far-fetched nicknames, including her own. But she could probably figure why her younger cousin called her sissy.

Though they weren't sisters, they sure did feel like it. Reiko was adopted by her aunt and uncle when she was ten, so she and Hotaru had been living together for years. They were both only children, so they never really had anyone to play with. That was until they were able to confide in each other.

The blonde girl pouted her lips. Reiko was avoiding her question. Her outburst earlier was completely out of character. Okay… maybe not completely. But contrary to popular belief, she was actually a very sweet girl… beneath the part of her that hated everyone. Okay… she didn't HATE everyone, she just strongly disliked them. But only because she could get easily annoyed. She never even gave those people the light of day. She only acted spiteful to someone when she was really passionate. So what could they possibly have done to upset her?

"Reiko… what did they do?" You knew when Hotaru called you by your real name, she was serious. Reiko leaned forward in her chain, resting her head in her hands. "Nothing. Don't worry about it", she said, waving a hand dismissively. Hotaru brought a fist to her hips. "Tell me, or else I'll… I'll… I'll tell everyone about that time you farted in front of-"

"OKAY! Shush! I'll tell you, god!" Hotaru smiled at her cousin triumphantly. Reiko rolled her eyes, but then her face grew somber. "To be honest, my anger was directed at the wrong person. Though Suoh's ignorance does bug me, I'm mostly just crossed with Ootori", she explained.

At first, she never really had a problem with him. They had been in the same class since elementary school, and though they had never really spoken much, they had a mutual understanding of one another. They were both quiet observers of the world around them. They preferred to take a good look before diving strait in, which they rarely ever did. That, they had in common.

Of course every rose has its thorns. And what Reiko discovered during her second year of middle school, was that Kyoya Ootori's thorns were fatal. She referred back to that day and told Hotaru what she had seen.

"Kyoya… please. I-I can't live without you", a fair haired girl pleaded, grabbing the tall handsome boy by the arm. He gave her a look of uninterested boredom. The library, as usual, had been disserted for the most part. Kyoya and his admirer assumed they were alone. Well, they weren't. Not quite.

Reiko hid behind a nearby bookshelf, not wanting to disturb their private conversation. She peaked from behind the books out of curiosity. "That's a very juvenile statement, Miss Akiyama. Now if you would please let me go, I must be heading home", he said, trying to pry the girl off his arm. She clang on tighter. "B-but, don't you love me too?"

Kyoya pushed up his glasses. "I don't see what could possibly be gained from loving you…" he began, but the desperate girl had other plans. She pulled him down to her level by the collar and brought his lips to her own. Reiko's eyes widened. Things like this only happened in books. But here she was, witnessing a romantic drama right before her eyes.

The romance took a dark turn as Kyoya pulled his lips away and forced her against the wall. Anger swelled up inside him as the girl hit the wall with a loud thud. "Just who do you think you are?" Kyoya demanded. The girl was speechless.

"Alright then, let's start with me. I am the third son in the Ootori group, one of the wealthiest and most powerful businesses in Japan. And who are you? You are the heir to a catering company. How could I possibly love someone at such a low level as yourself? I could easily drive your family's business into the ground. I own you."

He took his hand off the girl's shoulders, allowing her to lean forward off the wall. "Don't ever think that you are the same as me again." The poor, traumatized girl ran out of the library in tears. Kyoya sighed and soon, left as well.

Reiko slid down to the floor, taking in what she had just witnessed. How could he be so cruel? So what if they weren't on the same level. They were both people. They both had feelings. Yet he had taken her feelings for him and abused them. Squashing them like a bug. She had never known anyone so heartless.

It was then that she decided. Kyoya Ootori was a terrible human being.

"Wow", was all Hotaru could say. She knew he seemed kind of mean, but never had considered him to be that nasty. To have that I-only-want-what's-beneficial mindset was extremely off putting. She couldn't blame Reiko for despising the guy.

"Yeah, well, it's late. You should get back to bed", Reiko suggested. "Practice what you preach. What are you working on anyways?" Hotaru inquired, about to snatch up the papers her cousin had been marking up vigorously. The older girl was faster. "None of your business", she spat. Hotaru pouted, but let it be for now.

"Well, night! Don't let the bed bugs bight!" the blonde said with a goofy grin. Reiko giggled at her cousin's randomness. And with that, Hotaru left the room.

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Yeah... she kind of hates him. Like, a lot. But anyways, what did you think? Do you think she's right for hating him? Do you think she judged him a little too soon? I'd love to know what you guys have to say :) Well, that's all I have for now. Oh! That weird face thing, it's meant to be a divider. Just in case you didn't catch that! Haha, I'll see you guys later. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ^.^