Started working on this on... 9/8/15

Humans are creatures of habit. Leah's chosen the same seat in maths for the past few years, Chika changes her hair color every year on April 16th, and I still find myself making my way to the music room every day after school.

As always, a seat is reserved from me across from Kyoya, though now he looks up more, eyes glimmering with a smile. I make a note to see if I can capture that in my drawing.

The afternoon passes: the Host Club being the chivalrous devils they are; Kyoya rising occasionally, welcoming and entertaining clients; my pencil skritch-scratching against the paper, gesture drawings of him as he goes about the room; and the day ending with Tamaki unexpectedly letting loose a confetti canon as the girls exit. I can't help a laugh as Kyoya walks the last girls out, straight-faced while brightly colored papers stick onto his hair. I can hear Honey-senpai laughing at Mori-senpai as well, and the Host Club is filled with laughter and giggles. Not the laughs of those being pampered and flattered, but of pure glee and joy.

No wonder they love it so much, I think, watching them with a smile. The twins had started a dumping handfuls of confetti down people's shirts, Haruhi was chasing Tamaki with a broom, and Honey played with his rabbit as Mori made it rain confetti. The glitter of snow outside gives the room an almost magical feel.

Kyoya sidles back across from me, a physical smile on his face this time as he shakes his head faintly.

"Those idiots- It's going to be such a pain to clean this..."

"Mmm, but you love them."

Grinning at him, I lean over, plucking some paper from his hair.

He snorts at me, before resting his fingers gently on the paper before me.

"May I?"

I nod, tilting my head, my smile becoming shyer as he inspects it.

"I don't seem as imposing in these," he says, chuckling slightly.

"Like I told you," I think back to when I first started this whole routine. "I only draw what I see. And my perspective has changed."

His hand finds mine as he simply watches the other Hosts still playing, his contentedness almost tangible.

Or at least until Tamaki shoves confetti down his back.

Back straight, and smile growing taut, he pushes his glasses up, catching the sunlight as an aura of doom sets in the room. The room freezes and turns to watch as Kyoya looks to me, smile plastered on and eye twitching.

"My chauffeur is outside. Wait for me there. It's not right for a lady such as you to witness a murder."

Giggling, I nod, waving at the Hosts and running out as Tamaki sprints past me.

"Good luck, Tama-chan!" I tease as Kyoya follows swiftly. Screams ensue when they both turn a corner.

.o0o.

We chat in the car, nonchalantly talking about school, news, and arts, ignoring what appears to be bloodstains on his clothes when I notice-

"I- Is this the way to your estate?"

"Hm?" He looks up, peering over his glasses, "Yes, this is a private estate of my own. I thought I could teach you how to use watercolors."

Once again a short chapter, but this means more updates and it keeps people coming, especially with cliffhangers. I actually finished this on maybe the 14th? (Today's the 19th fyi) I planned to do more, but I'm going to be saving that for a future chapter. I think this one is kinda cute, so, you know what? DEAL WITH IT.

Hah, I'm kidding (not really lmao).

Anyways, school has me suuper busy so I think the next update won't be too soon. I assume it'd be up before Halloween,but who knows? I also made animu friends in highschool and joined a super cool art club. And I've also started becoming more reclusive, sweeping my hair back more, and using a guy in a few of my classes to practice more accurate human posing- Shit, am I becoming Akane? I swear I didn't mean for this to happen, omfg (._.')

But yeah, see you in a bit hopefully.

Reviews are always appreciated!