Thank you lovelydasom, hot chocolate mess for reviewing! Since it's my BIRTHDAY I decided to update. . . I am now officially the same age as Takuya and Yoshi, obviously my favorite two kids in this story.
Akira looked down when she felt Yoshi move a little. His eyes opened slightly and looked up at her.
"Where are we?" he said roughly. Akira smiled slightly at him, just thankful that he was okay.
"I don't know how far we fell and I can't see anyone, but they said that they were calling people to come get us," Akira replied to him as he slowly sat up.
"Are you hurt?" Yoshi asked, sighing softly in relief when she shook her head. He glanced around to see that they were in a heavily forested area.
"Everyone is on the hill above us," Akira told him as she watched him look around. Yoshi looked back at her curiously. "I think it would be best if we stay here so they can get to us."
Yoshi nodded and crossed his legs, readying himself for waiting until the others come rescue them. Akira shivered, trying to gather her coat closer around her, mentally cursing the shade from the bunched up trees. Yoshi sighed softly and moved to sit closer to her, holding out his arms to her. She looked at him in confusion, eyeing his arms.
"We should stay closer for warmth," he explained quietly. Akira nodded and moved closer to him. Yoshi wrapped his arms around her as she held him to her, resting her head on his chest.
"Would you like to talk about something to distract ourselves until they come find us?" Yoshi suggested, tilting his head so it rested against the top of hers. Akira nodded silently. "What is your family like?"
"My mom is overbearing and my dad is always working," Akira mumbled grumpily. "I'm an only child as you probably already know and I'm stuck in between my parents always fighting over something. What about yours?"
Yoshi frowned, trying to imagine what that could be like before he answered. "My family is a little strict. My father was the third son of a very influential family so he grew up always striving for better and my mother had to always please her own family so she kind of tried to get me and my sister to do what we wanted the best we could."
"At least your parents love each other," Akira grumbled, burying her face in Yoshi's chest. Yoshi began to slowly stroke her back in comfort.
"You know that you can always come to any of our houses, right?" Yoshi said to her, causing her head to rise. She had small tears in her eyes as she looked at him in confusion. "You are Takuya's cousin and our friend. You will always be welcome at any of our houses."
Akira smiled at him before leaning back down to rest her head on his chest again. "What are you planning on doing after you graduate next year?"
"I have yet to decide, but I do enjoy singing so I might sign on to be an artist for my parents," Yoshi admitted softly. He could small giggles rock Akira's body against his. "What's so funny?"
"I didn't think you could sing," she admitted sheepishly as she shifted away from him slightly, but still close enough to feel his body heat. "I mean, the only time you ever seem to talk is when you reprimand Takuya about something. It's the same with Tori-senpai."
"Just because we don't find a reason to speak, does not mean we don't have the ability to sing," Yoshi told her sternly. Akira looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "All of the hosts' mothers are skilled singers, except for Takuya who gets his musical ability from his father. We have grown up at my parents' music studio, singing with some of the biggest stars in Japan."
"Doesn't mean you can sing," Akira teased with a small giggle. Yoshi chuckled as he pulled her to him.
"Are you saying that you don't believe me?" Yoshi questioned, looking down at her with mock hurt in his expression. Akira laughed outright at him.
"I'll believe you if you sing me something," Akira countered, pursing her lips to cut off her laughter and look somewhat serious.
"All of this just to hear me sing?" Yoshi chuckled, shaking his head slightly as he shifted into a more comfortable position. Akira squeaked when she was suddenly in his lap. "Let's see. I suppose my father's favorite song would be best in this situation."
"What would that be?" Akira asked as she tried to settle into his lap some more so she wouldn't be sitting completely on him or the ground.
"Tsumetai Yoru, or Cold Night, by Koharu Veddette," he murmured back to her before he cleared his throat softly. "I hid in the shadows of a chilly,
moonlight illuminated night, reflecting on the town.
What is there for me to believe in?
There is not a thing
in the midst of a crowd coming and going.
In a monochrome world
I had hung my head, but
I realized it,
by your words
and the single flower
at my feet.
If I lost it,
there would be nothing to fear.
As if I were trying to convince myself,
I walked on."
Yoshi trailed off his deep, fluid voice when he realized that Akira's breathing had slowed to a steady, calming rhythm. He glanced down to see that she had fallen asleep against his chest. He surprised himself by smiling a little and drawing her closer to him. He blinked and looked up, trying to see through the trees. He cursed himself for wearing his contacts that day because they now blurred as he tried to look up into the trees.
There was a rustle behind them, causing Yoshi to tense. He gripped Akira closer as he eyed the spot that had just rustled. He must have been holding onto her tighter than he thought because Akira jerked awake and blinked sleepily at him. If it wasn't for the fact that there might be something hidden by the trees that could potentially kill them, he might have thought her expression was cute. Akira saw his tense expression and immediately snapped out of her sleepy haze. She looked around frantically until she noticed the rustling branches that Yoshi had been starring at.
"Yoshi! Akira!" the two visibly relaxed into each other when they heard the frantic call of their idiotic prince. The rustling stopped when a large man in black police padding stepped through the trees.
"Yoshi-sama," he saluted before he took up his walkie-talkie and mumbled something into it. Several other men dressed just like him came through the trees in seconds. Two came forward and helped the two surprised teens to their feet.
"Yoshi! Akira!" Takuya cried out as he burst through the trees with flailing arms and tear stained cheeks. He flung his arms around the two after two of the men wrapped blankets over the two teens' shoulders.
"Takuya, who are these men?" Yoshi asked him, his voice turning slowly into one of anger. Takuya blinked at him in surprise.
"I-I had no choice, but to call your Mama and then she called your father who sent these men out here," Takuya explained quickly, watching as his best friend's face contorted a little more and more with the small signs of anger that the blonde knew so well. Yoshi turned away from him and helped Akira tighten the blanket around her. Tears came to Takuya's eyes as he watched his best friend lead away his cousin. "Y-Yoshi, don't be mad at me!"
Takuya stumbled slightly as he tried to follow them back to the other hosts with the guards closely watching all of them.
Hey everyone! I need a little help from all of you. I am in the process of planning a Harry Potter fanfiction and a Pokemon fanfiction that I need more characters for. I must warn you that I won't be posting any of either of them until I have the first part of either story done (Which means the first of six for Harry Potter and the first of three for Pokemon) I already have everything summarized, I just need more characters to fill in some holes. like classes in Harry Potter and the Pokemon League in Pokemon. So, either message me or send me a review if you want to be a character in either or both.
Go vote in my poll on who you want Akira to be with! So far the winner is Yoshi!
Here is the list of characters in this story (Will update as story progresses):
Takuya Souh- 17, son of Haruhi Fujioka and Tamaki Souh, Prince of the Host Club, Looks like his father
Sophie Souh- 15, daughter of Haruhi Fujioka and Tamaki Souh, looks like her mother
Masaru Hitachiin- 16, son of Aileana Veddette and Kaoru Hitachiin, Little Devil Type, looks like his father with brighter hair
Makoto Hitachiin- 15, son of Aileene Veddette and Hikaru Hitachiin, Little Devil Type, looks like his father with brighter hair
Yoshi Ohtori- 17, son of Koharu Veddette and Kyouya Ohtori, Shadow Prince, looks like his father with blue eyes
Kyoko Ohtori- 20. daughter of Koharu Veddette and Kyouya Ohtori, looks like her mother
Hotaka Morinozuka (Tori)- 18, son of Caitlin Veddette and Takashi Morinozuka, Silent Type, looks like his father
Akio Morinozuka- 20, son of Caitlin Veddette and Takashi Morinozuka, looks like his father
Ichirou Haninozuka (Ichigo)- 18, son of Tasia Veddette and Mitsukuni Haninozuka, Lolita Type, looks like his mother
Chouko Haninozuka- 20, daughter of Tasia Veddette and Mitsukuni Haninozuka, looks like her mother except blonde
Akira Onitaka- 16, unfortunatly poor, sadly the child of Mei (for those of you who don't know, she's the daughter of Ranka's friend/ the pension owner), Shy Prince, looks like her father
Papaya- unknown age (believed to be less than a year old), adoptive baby of the Host Club, Baby Princess