Four.

The Heratic Social Climbing Princess


A/N: I totally just winged this chapter, I'm trying to get into Aunt Emma's back story more, cause I believe its gonna be important to the overall plot. Never the less, I hope you enjoy, and as always R&R please! They help so much. 3


"I told you, Ayaka you're not ready to be the primary." Aunt Emma said sipping on her tea as her Niece paced in front of her.

"That is not what you said." Ayaka said wringing her handkerchief with both hands. Aunt Emma shrugged.

"Fine, I told you that its not easy and your going to get hurt." Aunt Emma said setting her teacup down and looking at her Niece.

"Can we please not remember what you said?" Ayaka stopped and glared at her.

"As you wish dear," Aunt Emma said casually as Kristen ran into the room.

"Aya! Aya Aya! I was in the foyer... and and..." Kristen trailed off doubling over with her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh dear, your so out of breath have a cup of tea dear." Emma said pouring her a cup. Kristen looked at her.

"No time!, Sheesh why is it that no matter what trouble happens you think the cure is a bloody cup of tea?" Kristen asked sitting in the chair and sipping at the tea. Ayaka tilted her head to the side.

"Mi... Miyuki is in your foyer." Kristen finally said after she caught her breath. Aunt Emma and Ayaka's heads snapped in her direction.

"She's what!" They exclaimed together rushing for the door, just as a lady maid was about to announce her presence. They walked by her quickly fixing their skirts.

Miyuki stood quietly, her short black hair held back neatly with a headband that matched her lavender dress. Her mother stood next to her, A tall and thin woman who gave off an almost villainous aura. Her hair pulled into a tight bun with a few strands framing her narrow face. She reminded Ayaka of the wicked witch of the west. Ayaka followed her aunt and greeted their visitors gracefully.

"I want to know what business your darling niece has with one named Kyoya Ootori." The elder Miss Ichinose said getting directly to the point. Ayaka paled slightly. She thought over at least a dozen answers in her head.

"Master Kyoya and I are only friends." Ayaka said adverting her eyes from the cold woman. Aunt Emma was silent as she watched.

"Young woman. I've heard some very nasty rumors concerning my daughter. I've questioned many students whom of which say that you and a friend of yours are the source of." The woman said taking a step closer to Ayaka.

"Ma'am I beg your pardon you are mistaken, Such acts are beneath me. I would not lower myself to what you are accusing me of." Ayaka said with a slight bow. Kristen slowly walked into the room never straying from the range of the door through which she had come.

"I apologize Ma'am, The fault was mine. I was just having a bit of fun, you see. Where I come from its not uncommon and I'm sorry if I've caused any trouble." Kristen piped up bowing slightly to the woman. Miyuki's head snapped in Kristen's direction then she glared at Ayaka who smiled at her. Miss Ichinose considered the cultural difference between them and seemed to accept it.

"Well, I suppose I can't stay angry if you've apologized young woman, But I'll ask you kindly not to do it again. You see my daughter's reputation is vital in the arrangement of her marriage." Miss Ichinose said taking her gloves out of her bag. Ayaka took a step toward the tall woman.

"I'm sorry ma'am, you say marriage?" Ayaka asked curiously.

"Yes, good heavens child had it been any other circumstances I would not have bothered to visit. I came here solely to clear up a few things." Miss Ichinose said shrewdly putting on her gloves.

"Oh you simply must tell us, who is the young lady to marry?" Aunt Emma put on a smile and moved forward to hug the girl who's eyes popped open like a cat who had been thrown into a bathtub.

"Master Ootori, and my daughter are to be married, when they both graduate next year, and mark my words, Nothing, and no one will ruin that for her." Miss Ichinose snapped turning on heel. Miyuki snorted softly then followed her mother out. Ayaka looked at Kristen who had drawn her shoulders up, with her hands on her hips and an odd look on her face as she walked around and nagged to the air. Clearly making fun of Lady Ichinose. Ayaka laughed causing the lady to stop for a moment. Kristen in that instant went back to her polite demeanor as the lady turned around. The three women bowed slightly and the Lady monster and her horrid daughter disappeared from sight. Aunt Emma laughed as Kristen did her impersonation again.

"So what do we do now?" Ayaka asked running a hand through her red hair.

"We'll do what the best do. We will adapt and improvise, girls this way." Aunt Emma said as they all walked together to Aunt Emma's room. The girls sat on a sofa in an adjoining room as Aunt Emma paced in front of them.

"Krista dear," Aunt Emma addressed her personal lady maid.

"Yes mum." She said coming into view.

"A white board and expo marker if you please?" Emma asked with a smile the girl dipped into a curtsy than disappeared, within moments a white board was carried into the room. Ayaka's eyes went wide.

"How on earth is that possible?" Ayaka asked her attention drawn to the board.

"Please, dear we may not be so flashy as to have our own police force, but our staff is every bit as skilled as Master Ootori's" Emma said uncapping the marker.

"Your in desperate need of help, my dear. I wouldn't be saying this if it wasn't true." Emma said looking at Ayaka who shrugged and gestured for her to continue.

"As things are. Your ahead of schedule. Due to the fact that Master Kyoya has taken a liking to you previously, but Miss Ichinose, and Lady Ichinose are going to prove potentially problematic to your success." Emma said writing on the board. Kristen picked up a tiny finger sandwich that Krista brought into the room.

"I suppose someone has to ask. Miss Emma, if your the mastermind behind this Con, why don't you just go for Kyoya's father?" Kristen asked picking up another sandwich.

"These are so dern tasty!" Kristen exclaimed happily.

"Mr. Ootori, I could have if Ayaka had not decided she wanted to pull this stunt. Simultaneous cons always go bad." Emma said writing it on the board. Kristen looked to Ayaka.

"Why didn't you just let your aunt handle this?" Kristen asked gesturing to aunt Emma.

"I suppose maybe I wanted to do something on my own for once." Ayaka said as Emma cleared her throat.

"Now, as I've said, That woman, and her daughter are going to try and pull every stunt in the book to keep you from your goal." Emma said drawing a circle at the top of the board.

"What is that goal?" She continued pointing to Kristen.

"Kyoya?" Kristen asked sheepishly picking up another sandwich.

"Correct!" Emma exclaimed.

The next three hours were spent formulating plans and teaching Ayaka how to respond to certain situations.


Ouran Academy

Ayaka sat at her desk. She looked inside for her favorite pen, which was missing, instead she pulled out a book.

"How to spot a Con artist." She read out loud as a tang of horror shook her bones. Someone knew. She stashed the book in her desk until the end of the day. She took it with her to show her aunt.

When the bell rang she walked out of the classroom book in hand. She leaned against the wall to wait for Kristen. She spotted her walking down the hallway coming her way and she waved when a voice surprised her. She tossed the book behind her to get rid of it, She heard a crack as the book whacked Kristen in the head.

"I'm sorry Kyoya, You startled me." Ayaka said with a sigh as her hand massaged her chest a bit. Kristen picked the book up from the floor as she rubbed her head. She read the title and froze. She turned around to see Miyuki standing behind her with a smug smile gracing her face.

"You better wipe that smile off your face you pug!" Kristen said loud enough to catch Ayaka's attention.

"I'd love to walk with you to the host club Kyoya but perhaps another time, it seems I have to stop Kristen from bashing someone's head in." Ayaka said rushing off to hold her friend back. Kristen approached Miyuki rather quickly.

"Is this your idea of a joke?" She demanded shoving the book into the girl's chest. Miyuki rubbed her breast for a minute

"You and that trollop may be fooling everyone, but I can see through your act and if need be I'll expose any lies you two may come up with." Miyuki said an evil look gracing her bright eyes. Kristen drew her hand back quickly and went to release it when she realized it was being held. She looked to see Ayaka holding her arm back, quite effortlessly. Ayaka shook her head slowly.

"Kristen, you'll solve nothing by fighting. Miss Ichinose. I don't know your meaning of putting that book in my desk, but I don't approve of your harassment and I'm sure Kyoya won't either. I'll ask you not to do it again." Ayaka said bowing politely and walking off. Miyuki seemed frozen to the spot, as Kristen rushed after her friend. Stressing the point of a good punch.


Welcome to the Host Club

"Your doting Fiance and her mother paid a visit to my home yesterday." Ayaka said quietly sipping at her tea. Kyoya's face fell.

"I'm so sorry, Ayaka for any trouble they might have given you." Kyoya said looking into her eyes.

"It's quite alright, I've delt with her kind before, I suppose you know about the rumor." Ayaka said quietly looking into her lap. He nodded and Ayaka closed her eyes. When he said nothing about it Ayaka decided to leave it lay.

"I don't suppose she likes me much. When I first arrived to class I found a book in my desk." Ayaka said looking up at him finally. He raised an eyebrow.

"What sort of book was it? Action? Adventure? Fantasy?" He asked with a laugh. Ayaka took his hand.

"I'm serious Kyoya, The books title was How To Spot A Con Artist, I must say she does have a lot of nerve to discreetly accuse me like that." Ayaka said turning her look away from him.

"How do you know it was her? Anyone could have slipped that into your desk." Kyoya asked wanting to know her reasons.

"The book had her name written in her lovely script handwriting on the back cover. I'll admit Kyoya, she isn't very bright." Ayaka said smiling. Kyoya rolled his eyes.

"I'll talk to her about it then. Until I'm able to take care of the situation, I really don't want you two to start a war, Please." He asked placing a hand on hers. Ayaka looked at it then flipped her hand so that they were holding hands. She blushed.

"Since you asked so nicely." Ayaka smiled remembering Kristen's actions in the hallway.

"Kristen almost hit her today over it." Ayaka laughed looking toward Kristen who was talking quietly to Mori.

"Yes, your English friend really is something." Kyoya laughed

"I suppose shes a bit straightforward." Ayaka smiled looking at Kyoya.

"I've heard quite a few rumors apart from the one about Miss Ichinose." Kyoya said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh really? Any concerning me?" Ayaka asked letting go of his hand and perking up.

"Quite A few actually, You my dear apparently are a Trollop, a Heratic social climbing heiress, A mouse with the strike of a snake, I've been warned to stay away from you because your a dirty rotten liar, and a thief of sorts." Kyoya went on and on, as Ayaka drew back. She pulled her handkerchief from her sleeve.

"So is that what you think of me?" She asked starting to tear up. Something inside Tamaki's head must be beeping because in an instant he was kneeling in front of Ayaka.

"My dearest princess, has Kyoya said something to offend such a gentle creature?" Tamaki asked taking her hand. Ayaka dabbed her eyes slowly with her other hand.

"Oh Tamaki, your so thoughtful. You would never believe the hearsay of others if they were to speak ill of me, would you?" Ayaka asked looking away with an ashamed look on her face. Tamaki stood and pulled her into him.

"Of course I wouldn't dearest, if you were mine there would be you and only you. Let them talk. Nothing matters as long as your with me." Tamaki said whimsically as Ayaka peeked at Kyoya who was rubbing his temples slowly. Ayaka recognized that look, he was both annoyed and kicking himself in the ass. She smiled inwardly but let a few more tears fall.

"Please don't cry princess, I'm sure Kyoya would never believe anything ill of you. Your so innocent." Tamaki said kissing her hand and wiping her tea, then helping her sit back in her chair.

"Kyoya, and you call yourself a member of the host club! Making this poor little lamb cry." Tamaki said addressing Kyoya this time.

"I apologize Tamaki, I'll try to be less thoughtless next time." Kyoya said as Tamaki winked and went back to his following.

"I'm afraid you set off his alarm. It seems to be built in, but Ayaka, I never meant to make you cry like that, I don't believe everything I hear, I simply thought it was amusing, that Miss Ichinose would go to such lengths." Kyoya said quietly.

"Miss Ichinose... Oh she really does hate me." Ayaka trailed off.

"Perhaps, but don't worry about it. I will speak to my father as soon as he comes home." Kyoya said taking her hand. The big double doors opened and the pair of them looked to see Miyuki enter the room, her eyes searching, then they filled as anger as she gazed upon the scene of Kyoya holding Ayaka's hand. Ayaka smiled at her with a wink.