Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Host Club nor it character. All original characters are of my own design and creation.
(Re-posted for minor corrections)
"What…What are you doing here Father?" Kyouya asked, trying to seem calm despite his inner dread.
He had not prepared for this, his father just appearing suddenly. He knew his father would not be happy with his decision. He had practically forbid Kyouya from dating her, or really anyone, when he had almost found out the first time. Kyouya had known. Yoshio Ootori had that way about him when he didn't have to say something outright to let his point be known. But Kyouya had anticipated this.
He had planned to tell his father in a few days, a week maybe, after he explained to him about Sayuri and her connection to the head of Yoshida Corp. Surely that would sway his father's opinion of her and him seeing her. After all, it was common knowledge that Yoshio would plan to marry him off to a valuable asset like he did to his eldest brother and sister when he was older. Wouldn't his father be pleased that Kyouya had found a candidate to fold into the Ootori family cloth on his own? It showed initiative. It showed forward planning.
But now, Kyouya could tell there was no way he would be sway. He had hidden this from his father and Yoshino did not like surprises or secrets.
"I received notice from an associate during our business call this morning that my son had made quite the spectacle of himself last night at an Illyria Academy function his daughter was attending." Yoshio said calmly, a stern look on his face. "At first I told him that he must be mistaken because my son wouldn't do such a thing and he had told me that he would be staying at Tamaki Suoh's house to study. So naturally I was surprised when I called the Suoh family and they had no knowledge of this and that Tamaki wasn't even there. He was with his friends to attend an Illyrian school function." The older man continued with an irritated expression on his face that caused Kyouya to lower his head. "Finding you here was a bit more of a surprise. When Honda told me, I thought that it couldn't be true. And yet here we are." Kyouya flinched under his father's gaze. That had stung. Then Kyouya's head snapped up in surprise.
"You seem surprised. Honda, Tachibana and Aijima may be your bodyguard but I pay their salaries. Their loyalty is to me first above all else." Yoshio explained as if it were simple to understand.
"Ootori-sama, let me explain-"Suoh, it is out of respect for your father that I allow you to continue your friendship with my son. But please, this is between me and my son." Yoshio told the blonde, who shrank back as if he had been burned.
"Tamaki, why don't you and everyone else wait outside? This won't take like." Sayuri said to them with a tilt of her head towards the door.
The Host Club and the Ivies looked at the young woman with concern but did as they were told. This was, for once, something they could not help Kyouya with. He'd have to fight this battle on his own.
"You seem fairly over confident young lady." Yoshio said, his tone that of caution that had struck fear into many hearts. But Sayuri was not one of his children or his business partners and would not be intimidated by him.
"Don't take this out on her Father. This was my mistake." Kyouya said, diverting attention on to him.
"Mistake?! Kyouya, you've disgraced the Ootori name! Do you realize the repercussions of your actions?! What could happen if someone finds out that you're having some affair with this …girl?!" It was easy to tell that at the last second Yoshio had chosen something else to end that sentence with. His face was strained with anger and he was seething at his youngest son as if he had literally stabbed him in the back.
"We aren't having an affair." Kyouya defended. Yoshio just glared at his son.
"Really Kyouya? So all this sneaking around, this secrecy isn't what you would call an affair?" The older man questioned.
"I thought you would be displeased if I told you I was dating." Kyouya said, glancing up at his father. He felt like a child. He knew that this would be a lose-lose for him at this point, but his pride wouldn't let him go down without some sort of fight.
"Of course I would have been?!" Yoshio roared. "You are my son! You are supposed to be a crowning achievement to our line like your brothers! How can you hope to be anything when you already waste your time with that club business of yours and fooling around with your friends! And now this girl?! At least if you had told me sooner I could have put a stop to this before you made a fool out of yourself and our family!"
Sayuri looked like she was about to say something, that sharp tongue of hers ready to strike. But then her face broke into a brief expression of worry as she felt a shift in the air. Oh dear God not now…
"Um…sir, not to interrupt, but you might want to move a few feet to the left." Sayuri said casually, gesturing for him to move to the side.
Yoshio turned his heated glare from his son to the youngest Yoshida, but it obviously didn't have the same effect on her that it did his children.
"Ok, don't say I didn't warn you." The young woman replied quietly as she placed her fingers in her ears before seeming to go into a small meditative state and waited.
"SAAA~~~YURI!"
The warring Ootori's were knocked out of their silent feuding at the shrill cry that echoed through the foyer. Both doors to the Yoshida home were practically thrown off their hinges when a woman flung the heavy doors open like they were plywood.
"Oh my baby! I miss you so much!" The woman cried and raced towards the irked looking teenager, seeming not to notice that she had shoved a grown man out of the way like he was a cardboard cutout to get to her.
"Mother…please…you're…crushing me…" Sayuri wheezed as her mother enveloped her in a bone crushing hug and cried on and on about how much she missed her and how she would never leave her side again.
"Mother, put Sayuri down before we spend the first few hours of our return in the hospital because you broke something in her. Again…." Kyouya turned his shocked expression from the mother-daughter display and looked to the doorway at the eldest Yoshida child.
In the presence of her mother Hitomi looked positively docile and light years more mature than he had originally thought.
This mad woman was Sayuri's mother? The resemblance in feature was uncanny despite her age, but still….
"Ooooohhh! I'm so happy your home so I can see you first thing! I didn't know you had guests! I think I ran into some of your friends on the lawn when we pulled up, but who's this fine young gentleman." The older woman cried.
"Mother, this is Kyouya Ootori. You ran over his father over there. I've told you time and time again to watch where you're going." Sayuri told the older woman, sounding more like a mother than the actual parent, as she fixed her glasses left askew from her recent attack. "Kyouya, this is Akio Yoshida, my mother. You've already met Hitomi."
"A pleasure Mrs. Yoshida," Kyouya replied, still experiencing a mixture of shock, concern, and taken a back.
Akio beamed with bright stars in her eyes and her hands pressed to her cheeks like Kyouya was an adorable puppy. "Ooooh, he's just so cute! He reminds me of your father when we started dating! I'm always so interested in meeting Sayuri's friends!"
"I'm a little more interested in why he looks like he's about to do a walk of shame out of the house." Hitomi chimed from behind the group with a cheeky grin.
Akio's expression immediately changed. No longer was it carefree and childlike, it was now dark and scary with a touch of murderous as her hands shot out to clench Kyouya's cheeks painfully.
"Is that true boy? Have you sullied my youngest daughter good name you four-eyed, hooligan of a-"No! Mother! No one sullied anything! Kyouya and I are dating!" Sayuri cried trying to stop her mother just as the other teens knees started to buckle under the pain.
Aiko blinked dumbly at her daughter, ignoring Kyouya who face was still pinched in her grip up before he was tossed aside like a rag doll like his father into a corner.
"Is it true?! Has my baby gone and gotten herself a boyfriend?!" The raven haired woman whimpered hands clasped in front of her and nearly on the brink of tears.
"Well, probably not any more. I think you killed him." Sayuri said seeing the other spectacled teen slide off the wall like a fly that just meet with the business end of a fly swatter. He seemed ok for the most part though.
Aiko's bottom lip trembled briefly before she erupted into a fountain of tears. "Oh Hitomi, our little girl is growing up!" She sobbed into her daughter's shoulder.
"There, there mother. We all knew this day would come. I honestly though that he was lying when he told me he was Say-chan's a boyfriend." The eldest Yoshida daughter said, patting her mother on the back.
Aiko's tears stopped on a dime and she slowly lifted her head to stare daggers at her daughter fiercely. "…What?" She asked ominously. Her tone was an obvious sign in the Yoshida household that the clock on the time bomb that was Aiko was ticking.
"Well…mom, it was only a few weeks ago and you were coming home soon anyway, so I figured waiting until we got back would be best since you'd want to fly home immediately when you found out." Hitomi blurted out quickly to try and appease her mother. But she would not be swayed.
"Who are you to decided what to and not to tell me about my own daughter?! I am your mother and you will show me respect! How could you let this happen without letting me know?! Answer me Hitomi!" Akio screamed, shaking her eldest daughter wildly.
"Don't hit her face. That's how she makes a living." Sayuri mocked from behind them causing her mother to turn on her.
"Don't you pull that cool act on me like your father young lady! You're in big trouble for not telling me about this sooner!" Akio accuses with a serious point.
"It would have been fine if Hitomi hadn't opened her big mouth." Sayuri commented casually.
"I don't have a big mouth!" Hitomi snaps back.
Kyouya picks himself up off the floor to watch the back and forth between the Yoshida women as they bicker. It's mostly Akio and Hitomi making the racket, but Sayuri is not above snapping back when addressed or has something witty to say. He's still rather confused as to how his afternoon went from good to bad to this.
"Hey, Kyouya, you ok?" The dark second year looked over at Tamaki who had somehow snuck back into the house along the side lines with the others to watch the display.
"I…don't know…" Kyouya responded as he rubbed the back of his head. There is a possibility that he may be experiencing some brain damage. This could all be a hallucination brought on by internal bleeding.
"Akio-sama is in rare form today." Ana comments as they all watch the Yoshida women argue.
"Yeah, you would think that jet lag would slow her down." Hana agrees.
"You mean she's always like this?" Hikaru asks and the Ivies all nod.
"Akio is high strung, but a good person. She's a very loving and caring individual. Sayuri get most of her personality from her father though." Misaki explained as she watched the scene as if it were a tennis match. The players going back and forth, back and forth.
"Kyouya," The even timber and serious tone gets everyone's attention, especially Kyouya's. "We're leaving." Yoshio states carefully, properly adjusting himself from his previous disarray and heading for the door.
Kyouya gave a tense flinch and looked at Sayuri, who was still arguing with her older relatives, before heading for the door. He'd already disobeyed his father once today. He couldn't do it again.
And new chapter is up todddaay! A little off kilter for the more serious chapters I wrote before, but the humor was nice for a change. Let me know what you think! I would love any and all feedback please!