Long Kiss Goodbye
Author's Note: Okay, so I accidentally posted up a chapter from my Naruto Story instead of the actual one(major apologies everyone). I feel extremely pissed off for doing such a thing, and I really regret to those few people who read the rated M chapter by accident. So, I accidentally deleted the original version, and I had to re-type it..
Disclaimer:: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Ouran High School Host Club by Bisco Hatori or Long Kiss Goodbye by HALICALI.
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"Yuri-san. I have a feeling..that I'll never see you again."
Head shaking rapidly, tears forming on her face. It was like he was going off to war and she would never see him again. Instead of letting out her tears, she wiped the traces of tears with a finger, and looked at him with a stern look. With their parents out of the room, she had the urge to simply talk to him without worry. Taking a deep breath, Yuri needed to tell him what she needed to tell him in the first place. Yes, she did like the guy, but giving him up overall was tainting her heart. Her hand clenched the clothing in thought, as her eyes stared down upon the floor.
"You're right...You're right! I won't see you again. I won't go to the Host Club any longer. I won't talk to you after class any longer. Being friends with you won't help me forget you...It'll be impossible to do so with your new fiancee around, right?"
His hands pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Was she really an idiot for thinking such a thing? She acted like a drama queen who had desperately came out a shojo manga. He sighed and noticed her serious tone in her eyes. In his mind, he had assumed that Hiroki was involved with it, but looking at her, he noticed the heavy regret forming. Kyouya knew she didn't have the will to break it on her own, nor seeing her relationship with Hiroki seemingly affecting her decision overall. It was his words to his own father that had him thinking for the time being.
"You're such an idiot. You're breaking an engagement over this?" he questioned raising an eyebrow towards her.
"I heard...from people...that you liked Haruhi-kun. So, I don't know what the both of you did...but if I fight, then it'll sound like a jealous kid. For now on, I don't want to associate with you. It'll sound foolish to break a relationship with the famous Ootori family, but I need to do this so I can try to move on....Goodbye."
Eyes gazed at the empty seat in front of him. A month without talking to her, and it felt empty, yet at the same time relief. Not to worry about a fiancee who would hover over him, and talk with him about the most oddest of things. Kyouya's eyes trailed towards her, who was blushing while conversing on her cell phone. She had a childish grin, as she nodded politely, studdering over a few words, before ending with an outburst. He saw her running out the door in a panic, while he focused on the book on his desk.
Something had caught his eye at the moment. Delicately pulling out the pink Post-It, his eyes skimmed through the note in thought. "We've completed this book! Good job!" he muttered, noticing her handwriting, and her heavy usage of smiley faces, hearts, and flowers being the borders.
His eyes closed for a brief moment, feeling the presence of his customers hovering over him instead. A gray eye poked open, as he sighed delicately. "Yuri's friends right?" he questioned folding his pale arms over his chest, having a friendly smile dawning upon his face.
"Y-Yeah! U-Uh..Where's Yurin?" one of them questioned.
"She left early." he quickly responded, trying to avoid them.
"Are you okay, Ootori-kun? She's been seeing her senpai for the past month, and she hasn't been talking to us for a while." another stated with a concerned look on her face.
Kyouya looked down in thought, pushing up his glasses and smiled, trying to keep his composture. "She's no longer my concern. After all...we're no longer engaged."
"You stole this didn't you?"
Glaring at the seemingly deaf Hiroki, Yuri bit her pocky stick in thought, furrowing her eyebrows in wonder. They were watching a movie on the television, which was released recently out in stores. Yuri glanced at her senpai in thought, having a feeling something was up. She watched the sword fight raging on the screen in thought, while Hiroki lit up a cigarette. His eyes stared at the screen, while his arm went over his kouhai's shoulder. He bit the end of the cigarette in thought, raising an eyebrow questionably.
A laugh escaped his lips, with a playful grin adding to it. "Seriously? I stopped the shoplifting spree when I went to jail. Your Aniki didn't want me to do shady things when I'm going out with his Imouto." he muttered, taking out the cigarette to blow the smoke out. "Besides, if I even got you pregnant then the baby'll kill me if I set a bad example." he smirked.
"S-Shut up!" Yuri studdered, moving on the other side of the bed, her face tinted.
Placing the cigarette in his lips, Hiroki moved closer, gazing into his kouhai's slightly disturbed eyes. Pulling it out, he lightly pecked her lips, and turned his head away to blow the smoke away. "Jeez. I was only kidding. You're funny when you get all flustered and start to have weird thoughts." he laughed. "Anywho. It's gettin' late, so I'll walk you home."
Yuri turned away, placing both of her hands on her cheeks. Her eyes glanced down in thought, thinking it might happen to her like it did to her sister and her mother. She didn't want to get pregant already, and suffer going through a shotgun wedding. She arose, and took Hiroki's hand with hers, as they turned off the television and went out the door...Not expecting that certain someone to be coming after her over all.
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As they were wandering down the road, while the sun was setting, a black car was awaiting a block or two away from Hiroki's house. There, Kyouya sat in the car, watching his ex-fiancee walking with her senpai. She looked like a normal teenager, holding his hand tightly, smiling towards her boyfriend, often playing around with him. He recalled their date at the theme park, which ended up becoming a manhunt for the Host Club members, remembering how she wasn't as used to being close to him, compared to seeing her with Hiroki at the moment.
"Go." Kyouya muttered as the driver nodded and pressed his foot on the gas pedal.
Yuri laughed as she smiled towards her senpai, while he responded with a friendly smile as well. With the car speeding behind them, Hiroki glanced back, and pulled Yuri closed to him, pressing his back against the cement wall. As the car slid to a stop, the door opened slightly. Hiroki glanced at the figure, noticing the figure's hand took Yuri's, and pulled her into the car. Before he could even fight back, he saw a glare forming on Kyouya's glasses, signaling him to just let them be. A hesitant nod came out of Hiroki, as he closed the door shut, and allowed the car to pull away.
A weak smile formed on the upperclassman's face, while he glanced into the orange sky. "He's pulling off a stunt like that just to talk to her? How funny is that?!" he smiled, taking out his cigarette and extinguishing it onto the ground.
"Out of all times, why did you have to do that?"
Yuri stared out of the tinted window in thought, as the car drove through the highway. She kept her distance away from Kyouya, who simply sat there in silence. She pouted, she really thought she was kidnapped, but instead it was someone who she would least expect would kidnap her. Yuri glanced at Kyouya, as she noticed he was dangerously closer to her. His eyes staring her down coldly, making her feel weak and helpless inside. She had the urge to simply knock him out of the trance, but she merely felt her face flushing up several shades.
"You never let me talk anymore." he muttered.
"S-So?!" she shouted clenching her fists tightly.
His gaze made her starstruck, feeling like she had the urge to hold him close to her. Instead, he lightly pulled her face closer to him, slowly pressing his lips against hers. Her face had a shocked look, feeling tears forming in her eyes. Covering her mouth, Kyouya pulled away, and closed his eyes quietly.
"You're trying to forget me, aren't you? Then, what if I told you..That I loved you back?"