Chapter 8: Kyoya and Hikaru Have a Talk; Kyoya Takes Silvana on a Date
(Hikaru's PoV)
"Wh-what?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Silvana….MY Silvana was engaged to Kyoya-senpai? Wait a minute, where the hell did the "my" come from? I didn't like her that way! Kyoya-senpai pushed up his glasses.
"Yes, and in order to make the best of the engagement, I must ask you not to do anything that may resurface her feelings for you. I would hate to. . .be at odds with you over something like this, Hikaru." He said.
(Reg. PoV)
Hikaru tensed, fists clenched. Trying to remain calm, he said,
"I don't like her that way, Kyoya-senpai. She and I are just friends, so it doesn't matter to me if she's going to marry another man or not."
"I see. Then it will be of no consequence if I inform you that I am going to take her out on a date after school."
"Right. I hope it goes well." Hikaru replied cheerfully, giving Kyoya a thumbs-up. But inside, his chest tightened.
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"Hikaru! Hey, Hikaru, wait up!" Hikaru pulled his arm away when Silvana reached for it. Silvana stopped walking.
"H-Hikaru, what-?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were engaged to Kyoya-senpai?" Hikaru demanded quietly, cutting across her sentence. Silvana looked down.
"Because I told Kaoru that night he came to my room, and I thought he would have told you. And also. . .because I don't want to be engaged to him." She replied just as quietly. Hikaru turned to her.
"You. . .don't? But. . .he said he's taking you out on a date after school." He said. Silvana scoffed.
"That's what HE thinks. Besides, I'm not the only one who doesn't want to do this. He's not that into the idea either." She said bluntly.
"Then why are you doing it?" Hikaru asked.
". . . Because my father said it was for the good of the Ales and Otori companies. But, I don't love Kyoya-senpai." Silvana replied.
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Silvana cursed under her breath. How Kyoya had managed to get her to go to the restaurant in the first place, she had no idea. But she was already tired of being on the date and was ready to go home.
"May I take your order?" the waiter asked.
"I'll have the daily special." Kyoya replied. The waiter wrote his order down and turned to Silvana.
"And you, Miss?"
"I'll have your mozzarella and Swiss lasagna." Silvana replied reluctantly.
"And would either of you be interested in dessert to follow? Today we have devils food chocolate cake topped with dark chocolate truffles.
"I'd like to try it." Silvana said somewhat quickly, so as to give Kyoya a hint that she wasn't the type of girl to be controlled easily. When the waiter left, Kyoya turned to Silvana with a sigh.
"I don't know where you got the silly idea that I would try to control what you eat, but your defensive attitude today really isn't necessary." He said. Silvana scoffed.
"You don't think so? Well, need I remind you that it's only polite to ASK a lady out on a date, rather than assume she'd be willing? What if I had plans? Did you think of that?"
". . .I'm not trying to be inconsiderate, but could you please keep your voice down? People will stare." Kyoya told her quietly. Silvana scoffed, but was too irritated to make a retaliation.
"By the way," Kyoya said after a moment, "I got these for you." Silvana gasped as Kyoya held out a bouquet of white lilies.
"How did you. . .? Kyoya-senpai, how did you know I liked lilies? I never told anyone, not even Reiko or Aneko." She said, taking the bouquet from him. Kyoya smiled.
"Oh, but you DID tell one person. You told Erica, didn't you?" Silvana mentally smacked herself. It had been so long since she had gotten to speak with her sister that she forgot about telling her sister such a trivial thing. But one thing bothered her.
"Why ARE you talking to my sister all the time, anyway?" she demanded. Kyoya pushed up his glasses.
"I assure you the conversation was strictly meant for business, but somehow she ended up changing the topic to flowers, and she told me that while you liked lilies, she prefers lilacs." Something in Kyoya's voice caught Silvana's attention, and she smirked.
"You like my sister a lot, don't you, Kyoya-senpai?" she asked casually.
"I don't know what brought you to ask such a question, but I am engaged to you. If that is a comment of jealousy, then-" Silvana cut him off.
"Our engagement is irrelevant to the question, Kyoya-senpai. And I assure you, I am NOT jealous in anyway of you talking to her. Answer the question, please." Kyoya sighed.
"Well, I don't know about the "like" in which you're suggesting, but she and I have been friends since elementary school. Is it not natural to miss a friend when they're gone, and desire to call them now and then? Besides, like I said, we are engaged, and that's the all of it. Though I'm sure it won't be that way at first, I'm sure we can grow to "love" each other, if that's your issue with this." he said simply. Silvana rolled her eyes and stood up.
{Alright, Mr. Logic, you brought me here to win me over, so let's see how you react to THIS.} She thought, walking over to him and pressing her lips to his. Kyoya's eyes widened, and for a moment, he didn't move, then, he pushed her away. Silvana smiled knowingly.
"See? You don't want this stupid marriage any more than I do. You can't learn to love me that way any more than I can learn to love you that way. We're just friends, and that's all we'll ever be. I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but I think Erica really likes you, and it would crush her to watch you walk down the aisle with her younger sister, when you SHOULD be marrying her. Kyoya, my sister is the heir to our family's company, not me. And I can tell you like her, whether you're willing to admit it or not." She said, sitting back down as the waiter brought hers and Kyoya's orders to their table.
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The two of them said nothing more about the engagement during the rest of the date, but Kyoya brought up another subject.
"I understand you want to become a singer when you graduate. Have you written any songs?" Silvana sighed.
"Erica told you about that, too?" Kyoya shook his head.
"No. But as the TA for your English teacher during my free period, I read your essay. It was interesting." Silvana cursed silently, but nodded.
"I wrote one song in middle school; but I never finished it." She replied.
"Would you sing what you have so far for me?" Kyoya asked. Silvana sighed nervously.
"Fine, but this is the ONLY time you're gonna talk me into this." Exhaling again, she began to sing,
"Words left unspoken, so many things I'll never get to say
I promised you this wouldn't happen again, but now I'm tripping over the mistakes I made.
How do I say "sorry", when sorry's not enough?
How do I get over you, when I'm hopelessly in love?
How do I tell you that I want to repent?
Will you ever hear the countless prayers I send?
My love is unconditional; I'm yours for all time.
You can say I'm foolish, and you can say I'm blind
Baby, you got eyes like an angel, and a smile like sunshine
Your heart is made of gold, and you make me feel alive
So how do I say sorry; when sorry isn't enough?
How do I tell you that I'm hopelessly in love?
How can I get you to give me a chance to repent?
To them you may be a devil, but baby, in my eyes you're Heaven-sent" taking a breath, Silvana turned back to face Kyoya.
"Well? What do you think?" she asked, biting her lower lip nervously. Kyoya smiled in slight amusement.
"You wrote that about Hikaru, right?" he asked. Blushing, Silvana nodded.
(Hikaru's PoV)
I froze against the wall I was hiding behind. Silvana had a voice like an angel. I knew she wrote that song in middle school, but was it possible that she really DID still love me?
(Silvana's PoV)
In all honesty, I was surprised I could even remember the words. It had been two years since I wrote the song, and I hadn't glanced through the journal it was in since I wrote it. But I guess when you speak (or write) words from the heart, you can never forget them.
"We need to think of a strategy." Kyoya's voice broke me out of my thoughts.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean, we need to think of a strategy to get your father to arrange for you to marry Hikaru instead of me, obviously."
(Reg. PoV)
Silvana's face flushed in embarrassment.
"Wh-what? H-hey, wait a minute! Don't say such strange things! What makes you so sure that…Hey! Kyoya, don't walk away from me when I'm trying to yell at you! Oi! Senpai!" she called, running to catch up with the dark haired teen.
