Yoshio Ootori sat a little straighter in his chair. He inclined his head as he regarded his guest with suspicious eyes.

"What exactly is it you wish to speak to me about?" He asked, his hands clasped in front of him.

She smiled sweetly. "I'm afraid, Mr Ootori, that I feel as though you may have...overstepped certain bounds."

His eyebrows raised for a split second. Interesting, Amaya noted, he does keep his emotions on a tight lease.

"Oh? And what bounds is it that I have crossed?" He said.

"You have interfered with my personal life. Something which I simply cannot allow to pass without remark." She leaned comfortably in her chair, her voice level, but he saw the spark in her eyes. Amusement mixed with anger.

"I see. How, may I ask, have I in any way affected your relationships? Before this day we had never met."

Better to make her say it, He thought to himself.

"I never said the word relationship. But if you feel the need to completely feign innocence then allow me to discuss my theory of what you did."

"Go on."

She smiled. "I believe that you heard of the proposal and saw a business opportunity. I believe that you intended to use your son to improve your ties with the Otazin company. I also think that this is the extent of what you told Kyoya. However he is unaware of your other motivator for using him to get close to Mr Otazin. You really didn't like the fact I was sleeping with your son did you?"

Yoshio blinked in surprise. An unexpected turn of events.

"What makes you believe that I was aware of that?"

Amaya smirked. "You are a seasoned business man. You are obviously capable of getting cosy with others in your field. Also you have a reputation for being a very serious business man. It's very unlike you to attempt to use emotional ties to indirectly form alliances. It's too messy. There would only be two reasons for you using your youngest son this time. One, you are attempting to reach out to him by giving him a chance to prove himself using the charming persuasive techniques that come oh-so naturally to him. Or two, you found out about his connection to me and saw little gain in it. You, do, after all have connections to my family already, another benefits you very little. So instead you decide to use our 'relationship' to test your son's loyalties. I assure you he passed by the way."

Yoshio tapped his fingers together. For a while neither of them spoke.

"Am I supposed to be impressed?" He asked blandly.

She grinned. "By that? No. That much was easy to see. Kyoya's sudden knowledge had to come from somewhere as did his urge to involve himself in the situation."

"Fine. You are clearly not stupid. But you are still young. Which means you are not as infallible as you think you are." Yoshio said.

"So you're not going to say sorry?" Amaya teased. Yoshio's jaw twitched in annoyance.

"No, I won't be. Now if you'll excuse me I have urgent matters to attend to-"

"No you don't." She cut across, her tone bored.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I came here with no appointment and without notifying you of my arrival. I was seen within five minutes. If you had anything truly important or even mildly prominent you would have kept me waiting. In fact I would go as far as to say that you are using me to avoid something."She studied her finger nails.

"These pathetic attempts of deduction are wearing-"

"How long has your son been having his affair?"

He froze for a moment. "What are you-"

"You keep fidgeting with your wedding ring. This implies that something is bothering you in the marriage department. Not yours though. These walls may be blank, no family portraits on them, but in the rest of the house there are pictures. The most common of which leading up to this room are of your wife. Clearly you love her. Also when I saw your wife just now she seemed perfectly at ease. You wouldn't have married a stupid woman so I find it unlikely you could hide your unhappiness in your marriage from her. That being said you are hiding something. Your eldest son and your daughter are the only ones married as far as I know. When I came into this room you looked deep in thought and also a little, shall we say, ashamed? If your child was the victim and not the adulterer than you would have no reason for shame."

"How did you know it's my son and not my daughter?" Yoshio asked and immediately wished he hadn't as his words confirmed her suspicions.

"I didn't. I do now though. Your sons marriage was an arranged one, was it not? I do hope his wife doesn't find out, that'll make a terrible mess in the press." She smiled smugly.

"Alright Ms Morinozuka, you've made your point. I see that you are not without teeth." He said with a level tone but his eyes were cold.

"Me? I'm just a girl that doesn't like everyone knowing her personal affairs, something I'm sure you can relate to."

He fought the urge to smirk. He felt like they were playing chess, he had moved first with his son and now she was retaliating.

"Yes, indeed I can. It is an impressive party trick that you can do. If only it had some real world applications."

Amaya pouted slightly as she thought about that and Yoshio had to hold back a smile as he waited for her to be discouraged.

Suddenly Amaya's face brightened again.

"On your desk you have a report on the Datkin company's profit levels. From here I can read that it says the they have dropped. I can also see you have information on your stocks. I'm guessing you are thinking about selling. I wouldn't. The Datkin's CAO died from cancer this year and his young daughter has taken over. From what I hear she has been expanding the business. Probably in some attempt to assert authority. That being said the area that she has expanded into has been successful. I think that the final accounts at the end of the year will be much more appealing." Amaya said her eyes sparking with triumph.

Yoshio felt shock course through him. He had underestimated this girl's intelligence. Although at her age she could do little to him he was becoming increasingly aware of just how dangerous she could become when she was older. He felt like an alpha wolf staring down a lone young lioness. At the moment he had a pack behind him and so could easily destroy her but he knew there would come a time when she formed her own pride and when that happened they would all have to pay heed to her.

Yoshio raised an eyebrow. "Do you intend to go into business, Ms Morinozuka?"

She laughed. "No Mr Ootori I do not. Medicine is my calling, I'm sure you'll be pleased to hear."

He nodded. "When you finish at college, I suggest you contact me. We may be able to find you a job at one of the Ootori hospitals."

"Thank you sir. That's very generous." Her eyes flickered to her watch. "I must leave. I imagine I'll see you at the Gala."

"I look forward to it." He stood out of politeness. She bowed to him and after a second he did the same.

With a final grin she turned and walked out the door.

What an interesting young woman, Yoshio thought to himself.

He glanced over the papers in relation to the Datkin company. They were related to languages and he saw that their new CAO had opened various new schools around the country. Perhaps he should give Midori Datkin some time.

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Kyoya glanced out his bedroom window. For a moment he thought he saw a blonde figure walking out of his house. He shook his head and told himself off for imagining things.

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A week later and Amaya heard a knock on her apartment door. She looked over at Haruhi who was sitting at her kitchen Island on one of the diner style stools. Haruhi took a deep breath and Amaya gave her a reassuring smile.

She opened the front door to see two triumphant looking twins standing there holding dress bags. They grinned wildly at her and practically skipped into her apartment.

"We have something pretty for you two." They sang as they placed the dresses carefully on the sofa.

Amaya rolled her eyes. "Glad to see you enjoyed your job so much. Hey, where are you two going?!"

The twins looked at her innocently from in front of the door that they were trying . "We were just going to go home. After all, our mother needs our help, what with the Gala being so soon."

Amaya narrowed her eyes at them. She had a sneaky feeling that those two were planning to escape before they saw what they had picked out for her and Haruhi.

"You do know that if these are horrible or in any way break the conditions I gave I will kick your ass."

"Mmhmm. Of course we do." They gave her a perfectly synchronised wink and with that they closed the door behind them.

Amaya shook her head. "I suppose we should see what they picked out."

Her and Haruhi walked over to the couch. Amaya saw Haruhi's name was written on the top one and she picked it up. With a cautious look from her friend she unzipped it and they collectively gasped.

"Wow." Amaya said.

"It's beautiful." Haruhi breathed.

The dress had a corset styled top with a princess skirt. The bodice was white with gold thread shooting vertically up it. It had soft, sheer gold straps that would billow over her shoulders. The skirt was white as well but it had the same material as the straps covering it giving the whole ensemble an incredibly princess-esque look.

"Tamaki-senpai is going to go mad when he see's you in that." Amaya said with a small smirk.

Haruhi just touched the smooth material as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that she was getting to wear something so pretty. She didn't care for clothes much but still, it was a very well designed piece.

"They did a good job, didn't they?" Amaya said happily.

"Yeah. They did." Haruhi said, returning the smile. "How about we look at yours?"

"Sure."

Haruhi picked up the other bag and eagerly unzipped it. What she saw made her freeze with surprise.

"Scratch the part about them doing a good job." Haruhi said.

"Those twins." Amaya muttered.

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"How long until Amaya calls us do you think?" Kaoru asked with a smile on his lips. He was lying on his back on their bed.

"I dunno. Not very long I'm guessing." Hikaru answered as he played with his phone.

As if on cue his ring tone started playing. He smirked at his brother before flipping it open and saying in a very calm tone of voice,

"Hitachiin residence."

"You two have an interesting sense of self preservation."

"Ama-chan. Now what can we do for you? Do the dresses fit?" Behind him Kaoru started snickering uncontrollably.

"Oh, like a dream, love. Unfortunately you seem to have forgotten some of mine."

Hikaru smiled and winked at Kaoru. "You mean you don't like the leg slit?"

"Slit? That's not a slit, half the dress is missing!" Amaya exclaimed in his ear.

Hikaru chuckled. "Well you never said anything against that."

"Em...I'm pretty sure rule one was against revealing things."

"No it was against revealing things for Haruhi. You just said that you didn't want anything pink or girly. Which it isn't."

"I.." He could practically feel Amaya fuming on the other end.

"Well played demons." She finally said.

"Why thank you. We'll see you tomorrow, our little model." He hung up before she could retort.

"Do you think she's actually mad?" Kaoru asked with a chuckle.

"No. My guess is she's annoyed because she thought we did something she told us not to." Hikaru said, jumping on top of his brother's stomach.

"Umph! Hikaru get off!"

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Amaya looked at her phone in irritation. She studied her gown again.

Amaya's dress was definitely not one you'd see in a Disney movie. It was black as sin and strapless. On the right the material draped down to the floor but it moved diagonally so that by the time it reached the left the dress only came to quarter of the way down her thigh. At that point a silver design that looked like the branches of the tree started. It moved upwards and outwards gracefully spanning the plunging sweetheart neckline. When Amaya turned it she saw that the back dipped halfway down with the same tree pattern. It looked as though it would be tight fitting too.

The worst part was that it was beautiful too. It was risqué, no doubt about it, but at the same time it was the kind of dress that suited her.

I hate how good they are at their future careers, she thought.

A/N: We're getting closer to the end of this story :O

So if you haven't yet can you please drop me a review and tell me what you think :)

Don't worry I won't let you go without a ball, a fight and a sprinkling of drama, ;)

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