Hey...I know it's been a long time and I'm very sorry about that. I had finals and things to take care of. But regardless here is the continuation of the second chapter.
Also I'm dedicating this to Full-Empty-Spirit for giving me the idea. You rule! : D
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or anything related to it...except this fic because I wrote it.
Kyoya looked at the phone's screen, a worried expression contorting his features for a moment before they returned to their icy perfection.
"I'm sorry, Kaoru, I have to take this," he said, his eyes darkening, "Hello, father. How can I help you?"
"We need to talk. Now," the Ootori family head replied his voice as cold as an artic gale.
"Father, I'm in the middle of an important meeting and—"
"I know damn well what meeting you're in! Now say good-bye to your little friend and come home."
Kyoya closed his phone with a sigh and returned its place in his pocket. Ways to excuse himself from the table raced through his mind, alongside the possible repercussions that could result from keeping his father waiting.
"Kaoru, I'm—"
"That was your father wasn't it," Kaoru stated, sipping his drink.
"Yes," Kyoya answered simply, silently wishing that people would stop cutting him off.
"He wants you to go home."
Kyoya nodded his head, struggling to hear the Hitachiin's suddenly too quiet voice.
"And he knows…"
"He does. But how?" Kyoya wondered aloud, leaning back in his chair in the hope of seeing the answer somewhere on the ceiling tiles.
"I think he was told," Kaoru said looking out the window, watching as a paparazzo briskly walked down the street away from the restaurant.
"WHAT!" Kyoya yelled, rising to his feet as he turned to see what Kaoru was looking at, a purple aura of malice surrounding him.
"Senpai, just let him go," Kaoru said, placing his hand on top of Kyoya's as he stood, "And besides you have to go home and take care of more important business."
The Shadow King, having returned his normal state of mind, looked down at the younger boy and marveled at how he always managed to know exactly what to say. Kyoya used words to his advantage, to trap, convince and persuade. Kaoru used his to soothe and to heal, a feat the Ootori may never be able to accomplish.
"Kaoru, I never gave you a proper answer to your question," Kyoya said, lacing his fingers with Kaoru's, "You are very important to me, and with the way things seem to be going, I seem to be well on my way to loving you. In short, I'm falling as hard for you as you are for me."
Kaoru's eyes widened until it seemed that they were two miniature suns, as he tried to wrap his mind around the idea that Ootori Kyoya, the Shadow King, the man that everyone feared, confessed to falling in love with him. However, the third Ootori did not leave the youngest Hitachiin time to respond or to even fully comprehend the words, as he crushed their lips together.
I feel like my endings are always bad. but so a little update here. I won't be able to post anything for the summer because I'm going away. But I'll be writing and then when I get back there will be some new chapters. I'll tyr and get another one in this week before I leave. Well that's about it. Until next time
