And So Kyoya Met Her
A/N: Hey y'all it's been too long time since I've even visited this site. Even longer since I've written however I am on another trip and sometimes seeing something new inspires me to write. That and a six hour drive :D I hope you enjoy what I've written and encourage even more. The more great things I hear the more it makes me want to write. Stick with me even though I'm slow :D if you read my Darkest Powers stories I will be updating a few of my stories. Hopefully finishing a few of them. I'm sorry if they end up rushed I just don't want to leave anything unfinished.
Thanks so much.
Raksha Souza
More Then Just A Mistake
I felt like I'd run into a brick wall. My entire body was exhausted, my brain tried to find the reason as I lifted my hand to brush the hair from my face. Opening my eyes I found myself staring into a mass of brown hair. My hand tracing lines on a body that was not my own. I sighed, why couldn't I be rational around this woman? It would make my life so much easier.
I pulled myself away from her slowly hoping not to startle the brunette as she let out a soft sigh. As I pulled myself away I noticed thick white lines adorning her back, scars. On closer inspection there was the same lines down her sides and down the length of her arms. I reached out tracing the largest of the lines and her body flinched before remaining completely still. I'd woken her up.
"Good morning." I spoke void of all emotions. She turned slightly to look at me over her shoulder, staring down at my hand on her back.
"Do you mind not touching me there." She spoke moving so my hand fell limp to the bed. There was silence for a moment before she gathered the sheets around her, reaching around to pick up her clothes. I stood up to do the same pulling my pants on over my boxers as she scrambled through drawers to pull things out.
My white shirt lay in a heap on the floor completely crinkled and ruffled from the flurry of hands last night. As I picked it up her blue panties fell to the floor and I looked up to find the room empty. I reached down picking them off the floor before laying them on her dresser. I made her bed quickly hoping to erase all evidence of our moment of relapse. I exited the room to find my shoes kicked off in random directions, as were my socks. As I cleaned myself up the best I could I tried to remember where I'd left my keys.
"Looking for these?" A voice taunted from behind me, as did the jangle of metal on metal.
"Yes." I replied holding my hand out for them.
"We can forget this ever happened." She replied holding the keys from me, "or we can just see where it takes us."
"I won't forget." I replied, "we learn from our mistakes Miss Mitten." She flinched at my words and shoved my keys into my hand.
"Mistake, huh." She whispered more to herself before looking at me, "would you prefer it if I moved?"
"This place is small but it should be fine for just one person."
"No Ky- Mr. Ootori, I mean move out of Boston."
"You'd lose your internship."
"Just answer the damn question!" She demanded and I looked away heading to the door.
"I'm afraid I can't. That decision is up to you, whether you stay or go it won't affect my work."
"Would you like me to leave?" She prodded and I opened her door. No, I absolutely don't, is what I want to say. However I'd filled my quota for irrational things for my entire life.
"I wouldn't care either way Miss Mitten." I replied closing her door behind me. If she left it would certainly make it easier for me to work, I wouldn't get lost thinking about her. Or would I think about her more because she wasn't there to admire? If she moved she would find someone else, someone who could honestly love her like I never could. Not only because of our positions in the work place but because I was Kyoya Ootori.
I suppose in the end I had the same trouble as Tamaki and Haruhi. An aristocrat with a commoner is completely unheard of or at least it was until Haruhi stumbled upon the host club and became our dog.
As I got in my car I wondered if life would've been simpler if I hadn't been born as an Ootori. If I was born a class under if I wasn't a member of one of the most elite families in Japan. Could I be with her then? Or would I have never have met her? There were of course ridiculous what if questions as pointless as the game would you rather.
"Mr. Ootori sir you have a patient requesting you in room 91." I nodded at the girl behind the desk before walking in the direction of the room.
I could never tell you how stunned I was to see Honey sitting in the bed. He was sucking on a lollipop as Mori sat in the chair to his left.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm sick Kyo-Chan! You have to check." Honey ordered and I took a deep breath re-arranging my glasses.
"You mean you have a slight fever?" I replied as Honey smiled at me.
"Oh no Kyo-Chan I have a bad fever, I think I need a nurse."
"Go home Sempai." I replied just as the door swung open.
"Honey-Chan?" Kitten's voice called and I watched Honey's face brighten.
"Kitty-Chan!" He called before coughing, "I'm sick and Kyo-Chan refuses to check on me."
"He really is sick, was up all night coughing." Mori told me, "brought him in after the towel had blood."
"I'm sure K- Mr. Ootori will do the best he can for you Honey-Chan, after all you are one of his closest friends. Are you not?" She directed this at me her eyes cold as steal and I nodded.
"I'll have you run some tests then Miss Mitten." I replied leaving the room with Mori.
"The two of you seem," Mori paused before continuing, "more tense then last night."
"It's nothing."
"It's clearly not nothing Kyoya." I turned into my office taking the files left by the nurses before flipping through them.
"Drop it Mori and tell me about Honey-Sempai."
"It wasn't long after you dropped us off. Honey said he felt weak and tired; he didn't even eat his cake. He headed off to bed and then the coughing started. He didn't want to go to the hospital so we agreed if it got worse we would. Earlier this morning he coughed blood up and passed out."
"He'll be well cared for Mori, I promise." I replied walking back out with Mori on my heels.
"What is stopping you from her?" Mori asked and I sighed opening a patient's door.
"Wait here." I replied going in to check on her and inform the family everything we had in the file. When I exited Mori was standing to the side waiting patiently.
"Kyoya." He said my name and I continued walking.
"We both work in the same hospital for one."
"It's an excuse." Mori decided and I knew that.
"She's my intern, that kind of relationship is forbidden." I replied and nodded when Mori didn't reply. His silence saying he agreed with me, "she's a commoner."
"That never stopped Tamaki."
"I'm not Tamaki," I replied, "I'm Kyoya Ootori, I grew up knowing I'd marry whomever my father chooses."
"But you didn't. You rejected her."
"Only because she would only tear the company down. She was of no use to me, she didn't have any merit."
"Ah, and neither does Miss Mitten is that what you're saying." Mori added and I gestured he wait outside the next patients room.
"I suppose that is exactly what I'm referring too." I replied, "I can't bring my family down because of one woman."
"You'll regret this decision one day Kyoya. I can guarantee that," Mori replied, "look at the Honinozuka's and the Morinozuka's relationship history. Master and slaves until two of them got married."
"Yes but both the families are high class."
"Now we are, Morinozuka's only lived to serve the Honinozuka family."
"Why do you care so much?" I asked pausing to look back at the taller man.
"Because I consider you a friend Kyoya." He replied, "and I'd hate to see you miss this chance." I sighed and nodded accepting the fact that Mori just wanted to help.
"Well thanks for trying." I replied turning back down the hall "lets see what Miss Mitten has on Honey-Sempai's fever."
"Honey's not serious." Mori spoke up as we continued on our way to Honey's room. When we arrived we found Honey and Kitten playing cards on his bed.
"Mori! Kitty-Chan taught me a fun new card game!" Honey screamed cheerfully and I watched Mori grin back at the blonde on the bed.
"It's just a silly card game one of the other kids taught me." Kitten said her eyes meeting mine before shifting over to Mori, "he mentioned cards so I thought-"
"It was so much fun! I can't wait to teach Tama-Chan." Honey expressed excitedly as Kitten handed me a clipboard.
It was the first time I felt my heart stop momentarily, for anyone besides Kitten. I looked at her and she had the best smile on her face even though she knew exactly what I was reading.
"I'm going to do a few more tests Sempai, Ms. Mitten if you'd please accompany me."
"We're sorry for the wait." She said smiling at the two cousin as Honey smiled back at her,
"Don't worry about it, I'm going to teach Mori that card game now." He spoke cheerfully as we walked out of the room. It was silent until we arrived at my office and I heard the door close behind me.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Ootori." She whispered and I pulled my chair out.
"He's strong." I whispered, "Honey-Sempai will be fine." I spoke trying to wrap my mind around it before confirming her analysis.
"I'm sure he'll be just fine." She whispered and I could hear her move towards me as I closed my eyes. I didn't think it'd ever happen, having someone as close to me as Honey-Sempai become one of my patients.
I felt cold fingers slide across my cheeks brushing my hair off my face. I couldn't help but sigh at her touch, trying my hardest to resist pulling her closer to me. I clutched my chair arms as tight as I could, leaning into the cold touch of her soft hands. I sighed as her fingers combed through my hair and I opened my eyes to look into hers.
"I'm sorry Kyoya." She apologized and I knew it was for more then just my sick friend. She started to pull away and I grabbed her wrist stopping her from moving.
"Kitten." I whispered and she smiled sadly at me moving to sit on my desk. If it were any other day, any other time I might've thought about the many things I'd want to do with this woman. In my office alone, and what that might entail on this desk.
However since it wasn't all I could do was stare into her eyes wishing things were different. Wishing. I never used to wish for anything, because wishing doesn't accomplish anything. I've always grown up knowing that what I wanted needed to be earned, and to earn it you needed to work at it. That was the life I knew, the life I wanted desperately to through away for this woman.
"I'll do whatever I can to help Honey, and I know you will as well Kyoya." She whispered comforting me, kissing my forehead.
"You're comforting me Ms. Mitten." I spoke up and I watched, as she turned red. Her eyes looked to the left staring at the wall. "Thank you." I said laying a hand on her knee.
"I don't think it was a mistake." She whispered and I watched her eyes fill with tears, "I won't think of it that way." She insisted and I sighed reaching out my that hand holding her wrist to rest it on her cheek.
Was there anything I could say? What do you say to someone when there's nothing in the world you want more then to protect them from yourself?
"It's a mistake because we know better, because we knew we-" I watched the tears fall down her face in streams as her hands fell off my cheeks to clasp each other in her lap.
"Stop." She whispered softly and I did, "I get it." She pushed my hands away stepping around my chair. She dropped a letter on my desk where she once sat, moving around my desk she walked out of the office.
Letter of Resignation
I wanted to rip it to pieces the moment I read those words. I hated the thought that she'd be leaving. I stood up cleaning my glasses before heading out to tell Honey the bad news.
