Briing.

Finally. Lunchtime. I pack my book and notebook away and stand up. I walk over to Kyoya and Tamaki.

"Hey Tamaki, can I borrow Kyoya for lunch today? So we can refresh?"

"Sure. Have fun you two lovebirds," Tamaki calls as he leaves.

Kyoya turns to me. "And what exactly are we refreshing?"

"Me. I need a refresh on dancing, and I'd rather do it with you."

"Ah. I get it now. Come on. The club room should be empty. The others said they were gonna eat in the cafeteria today."

"Sweet. Thanks."

We head to the club room. When we get there, Kyoya goes over to the stereo and plugs in his phone. It doesn't take him long to turn something on.

"Wow. You have ballroom music on your phone?"

"It's relaxing."

I consider that for a second. "Ok. I can see that."

"Come here. Do you remember everything I taught you?"

"I think so. Let's go for it. If I don't remember anything, we'll know pretty quick."

"Ok."

We both get into position and wait for the music. When the next bar of music starts, we go. After the first several bars, it starts to get more comfortable, as if I were riding a bike. After the song ends, he bows and I curtsy in response.

"Well, you seemed to pick it up quickly."

"Well, I do have a pretty awesome dance partner."

"Oh? Is he handsome too?"

"Very."

"Hmm. I shall have to find this man and show him who's boss. No one can mess with my girlfriend."

I chuckle. "Don't worry. My heart belongs to you, and no one else."

"Mmm." He hums as he kisses me. "Good answer."

I peck him on the lips and then pull away. "So, how do you feel about all this?"

"Well, as much as I dislike the minimal warning, I can understand where he's coming from. Announcing you is his only way of protecting you."

"How so?"

"Well, by announcing you, he's laying claim to you. As such, he can officially give you bodyguards without anyone batting an eyelash. If he were to give you bodyguards now, it would raise some eyebrows. So for him, this is the only way he knows how to protect you."

"I guess that makes sense. I hadn't considered that before. I guess when I look at it that way, I can't blame him although I dislike the idea of having bodyguards. I couldn't handle people following me all the time."

"Well, you get used to it. And trust me, you'll have to. You can't be rich and not have bodyguards. There are too many people willing to harm us."

"What about Mori and Honey? They don't have bodyguards."

"That's cause they are their bodyguards. They are better than any bodyguards that their parents might assign to them."

"Oh, right. I think I remember someone mentioning they're both skilled in martial arts."

"Skilled is an understatement."

I giggle. "Well, either way, I don't want to get used to them. Besides, I'd rather be protecting myself. I don't need others to fight my battles."

"While I'm sure you could probably kick someone's ass, it wouldn't be good if you got beat up in the process. Just think. You'd have me worried sick if you come to me all bruised and beaten up. You'd also have to try to convince your dad that you still wouldn't need bodyguards. Hell, you'd probably have to convince him not to do something more rash. No. It would be better if you just accepted the bodyguards and tried to get used to them like the rest of us have."

I sigh. "I hate it when you're right."

He pulls me close. "But you know you love me."

I snuggle into his chest. "Of course."

We sit there for a while until the bell rings, signaling the end of lunch.

I sigh. "I don't wanna."

"Come on. We can't skip class."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. We've missed enough school as is."

"Curse you and your logic."

He chuckles. "Come on."

"Fine."

We head off to class.

Tada! New chapter. And it's been a little less than a month! That's an improvement. Well, no excuses, folks. I just haven't been writing much lately. I want to say I'll try to write more, but it just kind of depends on my motivation and inspiration. Right now I feel kind of inspired by a fanfic story I was reading earlier. But, who knows? Maybe I'll be more inspired and motivated.

Oh, so someone commented on the prequel to this story, Another One? So, I just wanted to address their comment. I don't know if they're reading this story, but I hope they do so they can see my reply.

wealhtheow1: Thank you so much for the feedback. I'll consider all that in the future. In answer to you're first question (Why didn't they grab Kairi while she was at the mall? She was safe in the dressing room with Kyoya-the team could have moved in then to apprehend him.). So they needed concrete proof that she had been kidnapped. The team aren't actual cops, so they couldn't act without 1) causing a big scene, and 2) making sure they caught him in a situation in which it is apparent that she was the victim. They were being cautious. Also, Kyoya and Kairi wanted to make sure they knew where his hideout was. Since she didn't see anything in the car ride to the mall, she had no idea where he was keeping her. As for your second question (Who was the person Kyoya was communicating with about security?). That will come into play at some point. All will be revealed then as to who this mysterious person is.

Anyway, feel free to comment. And please. I enjoy reading them. And I love reading feedback. It helps me grow as a writer, and it makes my stories better. So if you notice something, please feel free to say something. Well, 'till next time.