I am so, so sorry this took such a long time. I just was taking a writers class... I hope it helps! Also, later on, I shall be implying that there will be a lemon, but I'm not going to actually write it. HOWEVER, if you are interested in writing a one shot with the lemon in it, just message me about it. I'll love over what you've written and see who I think will not only capture the feeling of it, but Kim's personality as well.
Disclaimer: I don't own. If I did, Kyoya would be all mine! :}
It was a normal day at Ouran. All the host's opened up the club while Kim is one her way to the private school. She just had an interview, talking about some of the songs she's working and giving some hints about songs she just sold to some artists. She steps off the bus, turning and waving at the driver with a sincere smile. She smiles at the school while walking into the doors. She holds the notebook in one hand while running the fingers of her other softly against the wall while dancing to the beat of the music thumping in her ears. Kim hops of the steps, two at a time. She does a spin, and then opens the door to the third music room while pulling out the ear buds out.
The look on all the girl's faces we're priceless. She smiles, clicking the heels of her black flats together. Unlike all the girls, Haruhi being the exception, of course, Kim doesn't wear designers. She wears 'commoner clothing'. Not that she cares. The other girls wouldn't care either, if it wasn't for two facts. The first being the manner of which she decided she would wear the clothes. Today she was wearing a light blue demin short shorts, a bright neon green tank top with a see though lace tunic over it along with rainbow above the knee stockings. She has on a pair of aviator sunglasses on her face, because it was now her favorite season, spring. Her bring orange hair in a very messy bun and she had a pen stick in it, one that can change colors, because she like spontaneity. As always, she wears the staple of her wardrobe, the necklace Kyoya gave her with the two rings.
The second reason being because, over all of them, the classy aristocratic females of Ouran, Kyoya chose this real life rainbow bright. Kim simply shrugs off their stares, walking by and sitting on The Shadow King's desk. She gives him a smile, pulling off her sunglasses. He simply gives her a nod, as he gets back to concentrating on estimating the cost of tomorrow's club activities.
"I thought you all were going to be outside today," Kim says, swinging her legs back and forth.
"Honey-Sempi woke up with a headache today, so he stayed home. Mori stayed with him as well, and they don't want us to have the outdoor day without them," Kyoya says, copying something into his black book.
"Honey begged, right," Kim says with a smile.
Kyoya simply nods, a smirk on his face. Kim just hops of the desk, moving over to a table near the window and opens her notebook, scribbling. She puts in one ear bud, dancing a bit in her chair. Today was pretty quiet for the host club. For once, Kim was thankful for the quiet. She doodles a bit on the paper next to the lyrics. She draws a feather before thinking of the next line of the song. The song she's working on now it actually for a show popular in her home country called 'Glee'. Kim saw it once. Everyone that knew her in the U.S. told her it screams her, however, she just doesn't like it. She doodles again, this time an apple, only the color was draining out the apple down the side of the page.
The hosts close the club for today, and Kim helps with the clean up. She washes out the tea cups and Haruhi dries them.
"Are you ok," she asks.
Kim nods, "Just interviews take a lot out of me. I don't exactly like to do them. At all."
"Why?"
"Because I'm in the public eye and everyone passes judgment on me," she says, dunking a tea pot in the soapy water.
"Is it them passing the judgment," Haruhi says as she dries a cup, "Or it is you passing it upon yourself?"
"How can I not pass it on myself if it's all I hear," Kim mumbles.
The honor student hears this and simply smiles, "That's all you're letting yourself hear."
Kim thinks for a moment. "I'm just sick of people telling my I'm not a respectable woman in society. That Kyoya deserves better."
"He deserves what and who he wants, and he wants you."
"I know he does," Kim says, "I just… oh I don't even know anymore."
"Just don't let those rich bastards get you down," Haruhi says, "You are you and that's all Kyoya wants you to be, nothing more."
"Thanks, Haruhi," Kim says, giving her a smile.
The host returns one of her own. "It was awkward missing you for most of the club," She admits, "You've become just a part of us."
"Oh lord," Kim says, "I already have one crazy family, now I'm part of another?"
Haruhi chuckles, "We'll… they are a bit crazy."
Kim nods, drying her hands walks out the back room. She looks out, seeing Tamaki, Kyoya and the twins in their normal clothes.
"We'll see you tomorrow," the twins say, linking arms and hoping out the door, waving to the rest the entire time."
Tamaki smiles at Kyoya, "Just remember what I said, ok?"
Kyoya nods, moving his glasses up his nose.
"Haruhi, would you like a ride home," Tamaki asks.
Haruhi thinks for a bit, "Sure, but can we go to the grocery store? I've got to pick up a few things."
"Go to a commoner's store?" Tamaki's eyes lit up, "Or course we can, come on! Let daddy take you to the store!"
Tamaki takes her and running out the room with Haruhi following behind, looking like she regrets this already.
Kim giggles at the two. She can see just how amazing they are for each other. She just wishes that they would see it too. Kim looks up, "So, what now Kyo?"
Kyoya picks up his school bag, his black book, textbooks and lab top in it. "I'm taking you somewhere," He says, taking her hand in his.
Kim looks at him, confusion making its way on her face, "Where?"
"You'll see," he says, once they reach the outside.
Kim just nods, waiting patiently. As they walked, she pointed at clouds, seeing shapes. She gave them some names, as if they were people.
"That one looks like Tamaki, when he's moping in the corner," Kim says pointing.
Kyoya couldn't help but chuckle at her observation.
Kyoya turned her down another street, pointing ahead. She looks over, a smile emerging to her face. He took her to the park that she would always run to.
They walk over, Kim immediately dropping her notebook and pen on the ground. Kyoya slips them into his bag, then goes to meet her.
Kim smiles, swinging back and forth on the swing. She points to the swing next to hers. He nods, sitting in it, but not swinging like she is. She soars, laughing for the first time all day. She then jumps of the swing once it's at its highest, landing on her own two feet. "Ta da," she says, bowing a bit. Kyoya just smiles as she returns to her swing.
"So what's been bothering you," he asks.
"People," Kim mutters. "I'm apparently not lady-like enough for you. But Haruhi and I talked and I'm feeling a lot better. I just hate hearing it over and over and over."
"Then don't listen," Kyoya simple says, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.
"Tired?"
"Very," He says.
"Mind too busy to sleep?"
"You too?"
"Yeah."
They sit there in silence, watching the sky above them turn from a blue to a pale orange. Neither speak, they simply sit in comfortable silence until they leave.
A couple of days pass as Kim sits on Kyoya's couch. They've both been busy and the last time they've seen each other was at the park. Kim has been doing nothing but work and Kyoya had his hands tied with the club and school work. She asked if she could upload the pictures she took from South Carolina. She flips thought the pictures, smiling as she she's the one she took of her mother's grave. She posted those all onto her web site.
Kim shuts his computer, looking up. She goes up the stairs to find that Kyoya simply went back to sleep. She sighs, walking over and poking him in the ribs a few times. "Kyo," She says, "It's eleven."
He grunts.
"Don't make me have to jump on the bed," Kim threatens.
Seconds pass as Kim counts down to a minute. Kyoya doesn't move at all.
"Alright," she says, "But you forced this upon yourself." She takes a running start, hops on his bead and keeps jumping. "Wake up sleepy head," Kim begins to chant. Each time she hops, she puts more force into the jump. Kyoya moves the blanket just as Kim touches the bed, making her slip and fall on to the bed with an 'oof'.
His arms snake around her waist, pulling her to him. "Let me sleep please," He says, resting his chin softly on her shoulder.
"But, it's almost noon," Kim says.
"You're point being?"
"I'm bored."
"Then you'll be bored to sleep."
"Kyoya."
"Just one more hour."
"… Alright."
Kyoya pulls her closer to him, "Thank you."
"Welcome you're."
For the next hour, Kim drifts in and out of sleep. Her thoughts going in every direction, avoiding all the horrible ones and thinking about work. Kim pokes his arm, "Wakey."
He wakes up, nodding before letting her go and stretching a bit. "First time I've slept in for a while," He says.
"I know," Kim says, rubbing her eyes. "Now, I'm bored."
"Well," he says, "Let me take a shower and then we'll figure out something for you to do," He says, getting up. "You go and get yourself something to eat."
Kim nods, hopping up. She gives him a hug before sliding down the side of the stairs. She goes into the kitchen. The entire Ootori house is empty, leaving Kim to feel very alone. She opens the fridge, finding it pretty empty. She frowns, sighing. They'll just have to go get something to eat.
She takes out a soda from the fridge, cracking it open as she waits patiently for Kyoya. Taking a sip, she walks up the stairs, back into his room. She steals his jacket, putting it on. Sitting on the couch, she takes another sip, humming to herself while turning on the T.V. with the remote. She turns the channel, finding some sort of game show.
Kyoya comes out the bathroom half an hour later, his hair damp and fully clothed. Kim smiles up at him, turning back to the T.V. A painting pops onto the screen, the question is who painted it.
"Salvador Dali," Kim and Kyoya say at the same time. Kim grins at him as he gives her a heartfelt smile.
Hopping up, Kim hugs him. Kyoya wraps his arms about his petite girlfriend. She gives him a light kiss, hearing his cell phone go off.
"Yes Tamaki," Kyoya ways, a hint of annoyance in his voice. A frantic yelling begins screeching from the other side. "Slow down idiot, I can't understand you," Kyoya says, listening as the flamboyant blonde slows his speaking. Kyoya's eyes widen, "We'll be there in five minutes."
"Food," Kim says.
"Ten minutes," Kyoya corrects himself, snapping his phone shut. "Apparently," He starts, "someone broke into the Suoh second estate and completely demolished all your stuff still there looking for you."
"Fuck," Kim mutters, holding back tears. "Will it ever end?"
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