-Chapter 25-

We're Not a Couple

"Sooo…." My voice trailed off as I looked at the building in front of me. "A mall?"

Kyoya nodded and we walked through the main entrance. This was the same mall my Grandma had taken me too when I came to Japan. I hadn't noticed it at first because it had doubled in size.

Filthy rich, money grubbing, CEO's.

"I wasn't sure what to get you." We passed by a large, tiered fountain that had a golden statue in the middle. Right now we were in the main section of the mall, and I could look up to the glass dome that covered the area and see floors of stores around me.

This is pretty cool though.

"So, where do we start?" I asked and stared at the many stores lining the walls.

Kyoya shrugged and looked down at me. "Wherever you want."

I glanced to the side and smirked. "That doesn't answer my question."

"Yes it does." Kyoya said. "You asked a question and I gave an answer. It may not have been the one you wanted, but it was an answer nonetheless."

I frowned and ran a hand through my hair. "You're so… capricious."

"Capricious?" Kyoya questioned.

I ignored his tone and stopped in front of a shoe store. "You're personality at school is completely different from your normal one."

"What do you mean?"

I turned around to stare incredulously at Kyoya. He was glancing over me inside the store. "From the first day I met you I've always known that you were different from other people." I stuck my hands in my pockets and looked off to the side. "You're… good, at hiding your feelings. Even when you're around the Host Club you put up walls. It's like you're trying to keep people back, but lure them closer at the same time. It's confusing."

Kyoya's eyes met mine for a brief moment before his glasses flashed. "You're one too talk, Cailyn. You're personality differs too, and you have more walls up than I do. You're scared of something, and it's like you don't want to become to close to anyone at all, even Tamaki." Kyoya sighed and rubbed his temple. "You're so easy to read, but you hide your feelings and sometimes it's impossible to tell what is going on in your head. I'm getting better at it though."

"I am too."

"It looks like we'll just have to see who cracks first."

Kyoya and I just stared at each other for a few moments as people walked around us. I was trying to look past his glasses and into his eyes, and I'm sure he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. I'm sure it looked weird, two teenagers standing outside a shoe store in the middle of a mall just staring at each other.

I gave in first and turned to leave. Kyoya quickly caught up. I just can't think straight today. In fact, I'm thinking way too much and it's hurting my head. "So… food?" I tried to break the now awkward atmosphere.

"Are you that hungry?" Kyoya shot at me as we entered the food court and the smell of roasting meet met my nose.

My face scrunched up at the odor. "I was." Someone walked by me with a hamburger and I scowled. The woman was probably a few years older than me and she was with a couple friends. "Excuse me?"

The lady turned in surprise. "Yes?"

I smiled politely and pointed at her McDonald's bag. "Did you know meat is responsible for 70% of all food-poisoning incidents, with chicken and minced meat, as used in burgers, being the worst offenders? When animals are slaughtered, meat can be contaminated with gut contents, faces and urine, leading to bacterial infection. In an attempt to counteract infection in their animals, farmers routinely inject them with doses of antibiotics. These, in addition to growth-promoting hormone drugs and pesticide residues in their feed, build up in the animals' tissues and can further damage the health of people on a meat-based diet." [1]

The woman looked at me like I was crazy and then looked down at her food. The three women then proceeded to walk away and dump their uneaten lunches in a trashcan and exit the food court.

"Thank you!" I called out and smiled as more people around me dumped their food.

"Sometimes I think you're evil." Kyoya muttered as he led me by the small of my back towards a salad bar, away from the workers at the burger stand who were glaring at us. I think one of them even lifted the fryer up as a weapon.

I laughed and walked up to the counter and started picking out toppings. "I try my best. You don't have to eat salad you know." I told Kyoya as he grabbed a bowl and began picking out vegetables.

Kyoya shook his head and grabbed my bowl from me. He went to the register to pay. "You would be unhappy if I went to eat something else."

"No," I continued and grabbed my bowl from the counter. "I would be unhappy if you were unhappy because you were eating something you didn't want to for the sake of my happiness. Thank you, by the way."

Kyoya smirked and seemed to understand my rambling as we sat down at a small booth. Most of the people had cleared out after my little speech of meat. "For eating a salad, for paying, for taking you out…?"

I grinned around my forkful of tomato and quickly swallowed. "For everything."

Kyoya nodded and we ate in comfortable silence.

"I can't believe you almost made a grown man cry." Kyoya shook his head in amazement as we exited the game store. At least, I hope it was amazement.

I laughed and grabbed his hand to pull him towards the movie theatre. The theatre took up a large portion of this wing of the mall and bright lights were surrounding the building in side a building. "It's his own fault if he underestimates an experienced guitar player."

Although, playing an instrument doesn't really help any. I take that back, the dexterity helps.

"I didn't know you liked video games." Kyoya persisted and we looked up at the movies playing.

"Caven and I used to play Guitar Hero all the time. We're masters." I flinched a bit and paid more attention to the names of the movies. "These are all-"

"Foreign romance movies." Kyoya and I turned to the girl at the counter she smiled at us. Next to her was a boy. "We have a theme every two weeks. This weekend's it's romance and next is comedy."

"Hmm…" They're not foreign to me, seeing as their all from America and in English. I turned towards Kyoya who was looking at the billboard. "Do you like romantic movies?"

"I don't dislike them, I have to say." That's Kyoya, making things difficult.

"Okay, then…" I trailed off and looked back to the movie girl and guy. She was of average height and weight, and probably and year older than me. The boy was also older than me and a foot taller. All I've seen are these flawless rich girls and guys at school, so it's nice to know there normal people still in the world.

The girl smiled and turned to look at the board. "How about The Notebook? It made me bawl my eyes out."

The guy snorted and the girl punched him. "What? Oh, yeah it's a great movie." He stated clearly with sarcasm.

"Don't worry," I laughed and glanced back to the board. "I hated that movie too. It was too…"

"Unrealistic and clichéd?" Kyoya finished and I smiled.

"Yeah. When is something like that going to happen in real life? Two "star-crossed lovers" who apparently love each other so much but they end up splitting up against their better judgment and make a bunch of stupid mistakes until finally-"

"They realized that they're perfect for each other and the one they truly love had been with them all along."

I looked into Kyoya's eyes and he looked back into mine. "Yeah. I didn't know you've seen The Notebook."

Kyoya frowned and his glasses flashed. "I have a sister."

"Enough said." The boy at the counter replied indifferently and the girl punched him again.

"Okay then, how about Gone with the Wind?" She seems to be enjoying this for some reason.

"No." Kyoya and I answered at the same time.

"I couldn't even make it through the book." I groaned and Kyoya seemed to agree with me.

"Casablanca?"

"I'm not a fan of old films." Kyoya replied nonchalantly.

"Pride and Prejudice, the newer version?"

I stared at the boy in shock, surprised that he had offered that decision. "I've never really like Jane Austen. Her style is too… repetitive."

"Even if the story line changes, the ending is always the same." Kyoya said to no one in particular and I couldn't help but grin for a brief moment.

"Love conquers all." I mumbled and turned my nose towards the smell of popcorn. "Sometimes death is good though."

"You're right." Kyoya told me and I looked up to meet his gaze again. "It makes a story more interesting."

"Exactly, but as long as it's not something like Romeo and Juliet because then the movie goes fake again." There went another movie.

"You two make a great couple." I heard the boy and girl say together, but both at a random time in the conversation.

I glanced quickly to the side to see them smiling and staring. "Oh, we're not-"

"A couple?" The girl finished and the grin wouldn't leave her face. "Sure you are. You've been holding hands the past five minutes, have been finishing each other's sentences, and both have the same views on subjects."

"I-I…" I looked down to see that my hand was indeed still holding onto Kyoya's from when I had pulled him along earlier. I tried to let go but Kyoya pulled me towards the booth.

"Two tickets to Titanic." He said politely and handed them money.

The boy got the tickets and the girl handed them to us. "How'd we end up in Titanic?" I asked.

Kyoya smirked and we both thanked the movie people as we headed over the snack counter. "We both decided that a character death would be interesting."

"True." I laughed and smiled as Kyoya pulled me towards the smell of buttery goodness.

Disclaimer- I do not own OHSHC or its characters. I do own all scenes, dialogues, plot line, and characters. DO NOT USE.

[1] I found this online, but I forgot the website. It was really cool and informative though.

I don't really have anything to say. The story has a little bit more to go and then we're done! They'll be a lot packed into it though, so don't worry.

Hopefully this part isn't too random. I'm trying to progress Kyoya and Cailyn's relationship a bit more.