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Emily

"No, no, no, I wouldn't want to cause any trouble." I quickly attempt to back out of the offer. I couldn't show him where I lived. Hopefully he wouldn't push it.

He did. "It's no trouble, really." Kyoya is still holding my wrist and I struggle out of his grasp. He lets go and looks at me as if to say come on.

"Thanks for the offer Kyoya, but I'm fine, really." Turning on my heel I leave him staring at me in confusion.

As I shove my way through the crowded sidewalks in the 'bad' part of town, Kyoya's shocked face remains fresh in my mind. I hope he doesn't get suspicious. The last thing I need is Kyoya checking up on me. He would notice.

I run towards work in a huff. Despite what Kyoya offered me, it still wasn't enough to pay the rent. Plus, I'm attempting to save up for a better apartment. Not that that's ever going to happen.

My boss sees me run in and walks towards me. Trembling, I reach for my apron and begin for work. Walking up to one of my tables I start.

"Welcome, may I take your order?" The blond in the booth is halfway through her order before she is rudely interrupted.

"Excuse me; I'm going to have to borrow this lovely waitress for a second." A rough hand grips my arm, leading me toward the back room.

"You're late!" my manager roars in my ear and I flinch.

"I'm so sorry sir it won't happen," I'm cut off by a slap to the face and he watches as I crumple to the floor. Damn. That was going to leave a mark in the morning.

"It better not!" He shouts and is about to hit me again when the door opens.

Kyoya steps forward, his face filled with shock. The shock quickly transforms into anger.

"What have you done?" He all but screams at my boss, getting up in his face. Slamming him against the wall, he growls, "If I ever catch this happening again, I'll make sure you'll regret the day you were born."

Kyoya drops him to the floor and runs over to me. "Are you okay?" I'm still in shock so all I can do is nod. He grabs me by the arm and drags me out of there.

Kyoya

I look back at her, still angry. Why didn't she tell anyone about this? Why did she tell me about this? Does she not trust me? What did I do wrong? Has this happened before? A million and one questions race through my mind, me unable to focus on a single one. Emily was hurt and I didn't stop it. I didn't do anything.

"I'm sorry." Emily whispers and I stop, fully turning to face her.

"Don't ever say that again. I'm the one who did something wrong not you. I didn't stop it, I didn't do anything. Never say that your sorry again." Anger at myself is building up inside of me, showing through my normally cool façade, and I hated it.

"You've done more for me than anyone." She whispers, while looking at her toes, and I immediately wrap her in a hug. I'm not sure why I did; I just wanted to hold her, to protect her. She buries my head into my chest, and cries silently. "You've done more than enough."

We stay there for probably ten minutes before I stop it.

"Come on." I grab her wrist, and call my limo to come pick us up. Directing the driver towards my house, I roll up the space between the front and us for some privacy.

"Please don't tell the host club."

I nod in understanding. If she didn't want anyone to know, I sure as hell wasn't going to say anything. I look over at her and see a bruise beginning to form on her face. Moving towards her, I take Emily's face in my hands, looking over the bruise.

"Kyoya… It's fine really. I'm fine." She tries to push me away but I stay where I am.

"No Emily, you're not damn fine!" I shout and she looks taken aback. "You're not fine, you're hurt, just let me help you!"

Emily looks at me with a terrified look on her face. I instantly regret shouting at her.

"Sorry." We both say at the same time. She looks down and blushes, something unusual for her.

"I'm sorry but, really, I'm okay. It doesn't really hurt." Emily looks up at me with her huge blue eyes and I feel worse. It shouldn't hurt at all. She should be living a normal, perfect, happy life with a family, friends, and... I stop when I realize what I'm about to say next. No, I shouldn't think things like that. That only leads to trouble.

When we reach my house I help Emily out and we head upstairs to my room. She sits down on one of my couches, takes the flower crown off her head and starts to toy with it.

"Why do you always wear that?" I ask before I can stop myself. She doesn't meet my eye.

"I was left on the doorstep of someone when I was still a newborn. The only thing I had with me was a blanket and this. I can't exactly carry a blanket around, so I wear this."

I go over to sit by her and get a closer look at the crown she was still holding in her hands. It was green, with white flowers. Detailed, but simple. The vines weaved themselves through each other.

"It's beautiful." I say, not taking my eyes off of it. It reminded me of her. Light and elegant, while still being fun. It had history.

"It was in a box with a note attached. The note said, 'For my little girl, so she will always be reminded that she is a princess.'" Her voice cracked on the last word and she started to cry for the second time today. And for the second time today, I held her.

"I-I'm sorry." She sniffed as she put the crown back on.

"Didn't I tell you to never say that again?" I add a playful edge to my voice, hoping to make her laugh. It worked. She let out a small laugh.

"You know, Kyoya when you're not trying to be all cold and mean, you're really not so bad."

I immediately morph my face into one of indifference. Her smile falls and I feel a twinge of sadness but am careful to hide it.

"Come on, you should get some sleep." I lead her into a guest room next to mine.

When we reach the door the brunette turns to me, her face down. "Goodnight, Kyoya. Thank you again." She reaches up and quickly places a kiss on my cheek. Not meeting my eye, she quickly closes the door.

I stare at the door for what seems like hours. "You're welcome." I whisper back.

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