Turning Ouran upside down. Chapter 28- Dinner, Sleep, and a Time Skip.

I stand up and so to dig through the bags. I pull out a knee-length dress that she said she would cut short and sew ribbons through. It's black and has cap-sleeves so I think she can get away with it. I hand it to her and hand her the shoes from the party last night. Why is all her stuff at my house? She might as well move in! I dig around a little more until I find some silver bangles, never heard of them but that's what she said they were, and some simple silver earrings. I pass her those and point to the bathroom across the hall. She sighs and goes to change. While she's changing, I tell a maid to do her hair when she comes out. I go and change into a black suit and a light blue tie. When I walk back into the room, I see Alice scowling as the maid brushes her hair. She glares at me and I go sit beside her. She looks nice, it doesn't look at all like her, and presentable. Once the maid pulls her hair into a low ponytail, I take her hand and pull her out the door. I shove her in the back seat of the waiting car. We drive in silence to my parents house. We arrive and the driver opens the door for us to get out.

Kyoya's POV

We step out of the car and are led through the front door back to the dining room. We take our seats next to each other across from where my parents will sit. When they come in I rise, hoping Alice takes the hint, but she's already stood up. When my parents are in front of us, I introduce her.

"Father, Mother. This is my friend Alice Seastorm. From America." I say and she reaches out to shake their hands, "She is the owner and sole employee of the top interior design agency, Storming on Alice Interior Design Studio, in Japan."

"It is an honor to meet you both." she says, smiling warmly.

"And to meet you too. So tell me, how did you meet Kyoya?" my father asks.

"Back when I was a first year in high school I went to Ouran Academy. I helped out at the host club." she says politely.

"Ah. Very good. And of your business, how did you get so popular?" he asks.

"I first started out working from my apartment, I have a house now, designing my friends' houses. They loved my work and told their friends. Soon, very many people knew about me and I was making enough income to buy a small building and an advertise a little. Once I had a building, I was much easier to find and more people started coming in. Eventually, I was found by a magazine editor and they published a story about me and my business, pulling me out of the shadows and skyrocketing me to the top. I've stayed there ever since." she explains.

"You sound like a very hard-working young woman. From what I've heard about you from Kyoya, you can also think for yourself but you sometimes get hurt standing up for yourself and your companions. Is this true?" my mother asks.

She looks at me and her eyes dance. I try to telepathically tell her to lie and say no, because I want her to be approved of. I don't know why, I've never felt this need for my other friends to be approved of. It's weird.

"Yes ma'am. What he has said is true. I used to get into fights almost daily and get hurt a lot. For example, we went to England back in high school and by the end of the trip, I looked like someone who had been through a war and back. I had to learn to stand up for myself when I was young because there wasn't anyone to stand up for me. I ran with the boys and learned from them. It got to a point where I was tougher that any boy out there and I could beat anyone I met in a fight. I still can. So yes ma'am, I'm always getting myself into trouble and mouthing off. I have a pretty bad temper. And no, I'm not the proper business owner who would fit the life I could live if I chose or even fit the style of this dress. I'm not like everyone else. I'm not changing though." Alice says honestly.

I mentally kick myself for bringing her, but I couldn't just leave her at my house or make her go home.

"I like you. You have a spark I haven't seen in a long time." my father announces just as our food comes.

As we eat, we keep pleasant conversation about business and other thing of that nature. Right before we leave, I actually hear my mother asking Alice where she got her dress. This is crazy. We say goodbye and ride back to my house. All the way there Alice is saying how I so owe her for that and I'm saying it's lucky my father didn't kick her out when she told about her fighting. She just sticks her tongue out at me and pouts. We get home and go into the room she designed. She digs through the bags until she finds the tie-dye hoodie, a white tank top, and some bright yellow, ripped, yoga pants. She goes into the bathroom to change and comes out scowling as she tries to pull her hair out of the ponytail.

"Help meeeee." She whines when she can't get it untangled from her mess of hair.

I sigh and sit behind her on the couch and gently untangle the rubber band from her hair. As I'm pulling it out, she suddenly slumps back against me.

"God, I'm wiped out. I'm crashing on your couch again." she says as she lays down on the couch.

"Do you want me to have the maids make up a room for you?" I ask as I stand up.

"Don't bother them with it." she snaps and rolls over, glaring at me.

"It's their job! How many times do I have to tell you?" I ask, exasperated.

"5,967,394,284. Or until you realize it won't make a difference." she says smartly.

"Watch it, you are sleeping on my couch." I say.

"Whatever. Leave me alone. G'night!" she says, burying her face in a throw pillow.

"Night." I say and walk towards my room.

Stubborn girl. She still reminds me of a cat.

_Pay no attention to me, I signify a time skip._

Alice's POV

It's been a few weeks since he took me to dinner with his parents. That was so weird. His dad was like interrogating me. It was awkward, meeting them. I felt like we were still in high school and we were dating or something. I still like him from way long ago but It's a bit stronger now. Okay, more than a bit. Well, since that night, we've pretty much been spending every day together that neither of us had to work. Actually right now we're digging through the bags, we still haven't unloaded them, to find clothes for tonight. We're going to this cool little coffee shop I found. It's all mellow and everything. Love it. I throw him the camouflage baggy pants and a black t-shirt. I pull out a really huge black and white stripy men's shirt and some black Capri leggings. I toss him some Converses we found and I pull out some knee-high chunky black combat boots for me. I dig through a little more and find a wide purple belt. We get dressed and after he makes me brush my hair we go out and climb on my scooter. We pretty much go everywhere on it now. I even bought him a new helmet because he said the one he was wearing was girly. It was purple with sharpie drawings all over it so I don't see how it was girly but I bought him a plain black one and wrote his name all over it in white paint pen. Whatever, the helmet was so not the point. We drove to the coffee shop, ElsewhereInTime, and parked the scooter. When we walked in, there was nobody in the except the barista. We both ordered and went to sit down on one of the squashy couches in the place.

"Well?" I ask once we have our drinks and we're sitting down, my feet in his lap.

"It's cool. I like it." he says and sticks his hands in his pockets.

"Are you cold or something? You should have taken the tie-dye hoodie." I say, pointing at him with a stirrer.

"No that's not it. Um, I have something to ask you." he says nervously.

"What? Yes I am going to finish my coffee if that's it." I say.

"No um, well We've known each other for how long? Seven years? And we went out in high school. I um. I still love you." he says, pulling a small box out of his pocket, "Alice Seastorm, will you marry me?"

Gasp! A CLIFFHANGER! Did ya'll see that coming? I'm sorry if you did but I didn't think about it until just now so yeah….