Author's Note:
Hi guys! You remember that these chapters are fan fictions of this story, right? Nothing happens in them that will affect the actual plot- Kita's not a vampire, Miki never kissed Kaoru, and today never happened- just like how Sora, Kita and Miki don't actually exist in Ouran High School Host Club just because I wrote this.
I hope this clarifies any confusion- and their identities WILL be revealed- once we get back to the actual chapters! Maybe one more of these, maybe two if we're lucky- I'm sure you guys won't mind getting back to the actual plot, right?
LOSGAP =D
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For DarkestInk and mori-princesss359
I combined your ideas because DarkestInk wanted a specific moment with Kyoya and Miki and mori-princess359 wanted a moment but didn't mind the specifics, so I figured it would be best to combine the ideas! Yay!
I love your ideas- Miki and Kyoya are so much fun to have together, and I think they haven't gotten enough time together- this one's for you MikixKyoya fans!
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I sighed as I walked, watching my breath billowing in clouds in front of me as I made my way through the empty streets, feeling lonely even though I was surrounded by people.
I had come here to Tokyo because I wanted to get away for a bit, see the sights while I was here in Japan- but Sora and Kita didn't want to come with me, Kita because there was some big kendo competition nearby and she wanted to go watch, and Sora had hit an idea for a song and was locked up in her room.
So, I was exploring alone- it was a bit boring, and I was starting to regret coming.
I reached up to tuck a stray length of long black hair behind my ear, slipping it underneath the white beanie I was wearing, wondering if maybe I should get it cut while I was out.
I was intent on my thoughts and on the ground below, so I didn't see the man until I ran smack into him, knocking a notebook out of his hands.
"Gomen!" I said, bowing quickly before I dropped to the ground, gathering up the scattered papers and tucking them into a black notebook.
I hopped back to my feet and gawked at who I had run into.
"K-Kyoya-kun?!" My eye twitched with shock.
He adjusted his glasses, knocked crooked by me, and frowned down at me. "What are you doing here, Miki-chan?" He asked.
"Touring. And being bored." I sighed. "You?"
"My father has a meeting with a client here- I tagged along, just in case a learning opportunity arose- but I wasn't needed, and dismissed from the meeting." He shrugged, though I found a strange bit of pity rising up for him- his dad had just kicked him out on the street? Even after dragging him all the way here?
"Well, I've got nothing to do; you've got nothing to do- want to hang out?" I asked and he frowned, thinking it over. "I know there aren't any merits in hanging with me, but you're a Host- aren't you supposed to entertain gorgeous young women like myself?" I grinned, flipping my hair over my shoulder.
This brought a smile to the stoic man's face. "All right. It's not like I have anything to do anyway." He replied and I beamed.
"Great! Well, let's go find something to do then!" I exclaimed as I grabbed his hand and dragged him off to find something entertaining.
OOO
We sat at a café I had picked out for coffee and hot chocolate- normally I would have gotten an ice cappuccino, but it was too darn cold, and I don't like actual coffee.
"Well, we have succeeded in doing… nothing." I frowned down at the brown liquid in my cup, clutched tightly in my white mitten clad hands.
"You're supposed to be entertaining." I pouted, taking a sip and promptly burning my lips on the steaming liquid.
"Well, you have turned down every offer I've come up with." Kyoya replied as I fanned my mouth, letting out quick gasps of pain as I flipped out.
"Because everything you picked was boring!" I exclaimed, wondering if my lips were going to blister- oh that would be attractive.
Speaking of attractive, Kyoya was wearing a black turtleneck- and he was working it. I have a thing for men in turtlenecks- sue me.
Hmm. I sound like one of his obsessive fan girls. I thought as I took note of all of him I could see from where we sat in a booth next to the window- I tilted my head, examining his steel gray eyes- they weren't flat like most men's eyes were, but deep, filled with thought and intelligence- I wondered what he looked like without his glasses.
My eyes trailed down his face, taking in his smooth, flawless skin, high cheekbones and sharp profile. My eyes went to his lips, and to my surprise they were moving, forming words.
Holy crap! He's been talking this entire time! I thought, my eye twitching. Stay calm Miki! He may be saying something stupid- better listen though, in case it's important.
"…you're not paying attention, are you?"
I snapped my head up, widening my eyes innocently. "Of course I was." I scoffed, tossing my hair over my shoulder. Kyoya arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm surely sure."
Kyoya's lips lifted slightly at the corners in a slight smile. "What did I just say?"
"'What did I just say?'" I quoted promptly. He sighed and I smiled innocently at him. He's probably forgotten that I wasn't paying attention by now. I thought happily as he lowered his gaze to his coffee cup, stirring the black liquid.
"Don't think I've forgotten you weren't paying attention." He said without looking up and I stiffened in shock as I stared at him, still calmly stirring his coffee.
Can he read my mind?! I wondered in shock. Kyoya's lips curved upwards in a smile and my eyes widened, more then a little frightened.
OOO
I finally dragged Kyoya to the park, insisting we go ice skating.
"Ootoris don't ice skate." Kyoya said, pushing up his glasses. "It will show off your balance and coordination, and your willingness to try new things- those are all good qualities in a man." I pointed out and he frowned thoughtfully.
He finally agreed to do it then- the thought of presenting himself as a good, valuable business man was too tempting to resist- Kyoya is so easy to manipulate.
"Having trouble?" I asked in amusement as Kyoya attempted to tie his skate laces- I pouted when I saw he had picked black, such a boring color.
I had picked white with pink floral pattern- they went with my outfit and were adorable too- a win/win.
Kyoya finally got the laces into a neat bow- I got the impression that he wasn't much of a "simple tasks" kind of guy. Kind of like Yuki Sohma from Fruits Basket. Comparing the two brought a smile to my lips as I stood up with him.
"Since you're new, you might want to hold onto my hand." I said, taking his hand and leading the way until we stood at the edge of the ice. "I don't hold hands." Kyoya frowned, but he didn't let go of my hand as I took his other, skating backwards in front of him as I led him onto the ice.
"See? It's easy." I grinned, amused to see him out of his element- his eyes were a bit wider then usual, and his grip on my hands wasn't exactly soft, but he wasn't slipping all over the place- he was pretty good at it, actually.
"OK, I'm going to let go with one hand now, OK?" I asked, slowly releasing my grip on his left and drifting back to skate by his side, flashing him a grin at the way he skidded a little bit, but found his stride.
"You're a natural." I observed as we skated, impressed that he hadn't fallen on his butt yet- though I was bit disappointed he had mastered it so quickly.
Kyoya said nothing, merely smiling a bit and pushing his glasses up his nose. "Want me to let go now?" I questioned and he shrugged. "Unless you think you'll fall." He said and I rolled my eyes, dropping his hand without any warning.
I hissed with annoyance when he didn't slip like I had hoped he would, but stayed perfectly upright, smirking a bit.
"I swear, you're a demon or something." I shook my head, wondering how on Earth he could master things so quickly.
We skated in silence, I enjoying the quiet, wondering how I'd gone so long without falling yet.
Hmm. I thought, pondering this- maybe it was because I was skating backwards? Speaking of which, I should probably turn around.
Of course, the sudden movement of spinning made me lose my balance, falling forward to land directly on Kyoya.
I knocked him flat on his back, shock registering in both of us when my lips landed directly on his.
"MM!" I shrieked, my cries muffled around his mouth as we both attempted to disentangle ourselves from the other.
"Wow. Good thing we came to check on her, eh?"
I looked up slowly, my lips still on Kyoya's, which wasn't that terrible actually, to see Kita and Sora standing next to us, their arms crossed as they frowned down at us.
"We came to make sure you hadn't gotten kidnapped or something, and saw you and a suspicious figure entering the ice rink and of course followed- good thing we did." Kita explained, her eyes narrowed to slits as she stared Kyoya down.
"You realize you're still kissing him, right?" Sora smirked and I blushed furiously, my head snapping up as I broke the kiss, lifted clear off of my feet by a glowering Kita as she plopped me back down on the ice, where I sat quietly, waiting to see how much trouble I was in for this accident.
But to my surprise Sora calmly helped Kyoya up, and he pushed up his glasses, straightening his sweater.
"Well then," He nodded. "I'll see you all later." He said, a bit stiffly as he skated off- I couldn't help but think it was impossible for anyone other then him to keep their dignity in such a situation, especially on skates.
"You gotta admire his composure." I remarked as Kita and Sora each took an arm and lifted me up. "Yeah." Sora laughed.
"You're still in trouble though." Kita frowned and I sighed. "It was an accident." I said as we made our way to the exit. "Really? You both seemed to be enjoying that 'accident'." Kita said and I ducked my head, blushing furiously.
Well, this has definitely been a surprising day- I started out bored to tears, ended up accidentally kissing a hot guy. I thought as I removed my skates, Sora and Kita sitting next to me on the bench- Kyoya was no where in sight. Somehow he'd changed out of them in record time.
I shook my head slightly, smiling a bit.
Kyoya, you truly are amazing.
OOO
Author's Note:
Well, I had fun writing this- may I remind you none of this actually happened? Though I do plan similar MikixKyoya moments in the future, so don't think I'm going to forget about that! ^_^
I think only one or two more fan fiction chapters, then back to the original plot- I was out of ideas when I started these, but the more I write these, the more ideas are building up in my mind- I'll update as soon as I can!
Bye!
LOSGAP =D
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