I am so sorry for the waiting, but:

Writing is hard. I am doing my best to write a good story. I am not sure if I manage to do it.

I had a few school projects I had to work on. I had to focus on them first, before continuing to write.

A trip of emotions-part 3

That evening, while the girls were already fallen asleep, Kyoya himself could not sleep at all. His head was so much filled with thoughts, that he could not take a break even for a moment. Yet, he did not want to think about that so much. Did he really saw...? Was that man really...? No, no way. Although, even if it really was him, what should Kyoya do?

Well, first he needed to stop worrying. Even if that man was his father, what could he do to make him feel inferior or incapable of doing anything? Kyoya now had everything he has worked for- career, home, reputation, family. Nothing was missing. Besides, who said that something like this was never about to happen. Sooner or later, Yoshio was going to appear in Kyoya's life again. It was inevitable, since they are a "family".

"I am just being childish" Kyoya thought. "Everything is going to be okay. I just need to come up with ways to deal with such situations."

After, at least an hour and a half of thinking, Kyoya finally relaxed and tried falling asleep.

7 AM. Nandini woke up, only to see her father and her sister still asleep. Again. These two were always hard to wake up. Kind of like two peas in a pod. And yet, they are family, so she just has to accept it.

Not wanting to think how to wake them up in time for breakfast, she just went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. After she was done, she changed and brushed her spiky hair.

It was 7:15 already, but Kyoya was still sleeping, while Simran seemed to be finally waking up. This, of course, never escaped from Nandini's attention:

-"Good morning! What? Don't you wanna sleep some more?"- she said sarcastically

-"Shut up."-Simran mumbled.

The half-asleep girl went to the bathroom, to wash her face and brush her teeth. Nandini was sitting on her bed and staring at her phone, while waiting. Simran returned to the bedroom and started changing. Bored, Nandini started a "small talk":

-"So, did you sleep well last night?"

-"Yeah, I guess so. I had this crazy dream that a big stone statue of a general is attacking us, but someone was there to save us."

The girls were not talking too loudly, but their voices still managed to wake Kyoya up. Despite being awoken by them, he was not mad.

After all three of them were finally ready, they went to the restaurant for breakfast. Deep down, Kyoya was hoping not to see the figure from his midnight inner discussions today.

Back in Japan, Ms. Priti was looking after the mansion all by herself. Of course, since there was nobody to clean after, it was not that hard. Not that she was envious of the Ootori family, but she was wondering about how much were enjoying their holiday. They were in Greece, after all. A land of beauty and culture.

Suddenly, somebody rang on the door. It was Tamaki.

"Finally, a visitor whom I don't wish to kill.", she thought. She liked Tamaki, but she had no idea how he and her boss could be friends. They were so different. One is talkative, friendly and extroverted, while the other was calm, reserved and secretive. They were total opposites even in their appearances.

-"Hello, Ms. Priti!"- the guest said with a bow.

-"Hello to you too, Mr. Suoh."- the maid bowed back in response.-"I am sorry, but Mr. Ootori is not here now. He is in Greece with his daughters."

-"I know. He told me. That's not why I'm here."

-"Why are you here then, if I may ask, sir?"

-"A special surprise for Kyoya and the girls for when they return."

-"Really?"

-"Yes, here is what we'll do."

Meanwhile in Greece, everything seemed normal. Kyoya and the twins did not run into any problems all day, with one minor exception. Something was wrong with Nandini-she did not say a word throughout the day. Something was definitely bothering her, because she was not the shy type.

During dinner, when Simran went to the restroom, he tried asking her what was wrong:

-"Nandini, is everything okay?"- his question seemed to have caught Nandini off guard:

-"Well, yeah. I'm fine."-she answered sheepishly.

-"You can always tell me if something is bothering you. You know that, right?"

-"I am fine, I'm just...not in a mood for anything."

Suddenly, another voice called:

-"Excuse me, Mr. Ootori..."

Kyoya turned around to see that a young waiter was requiring his attention.

-"Sorry to disturb you, sir..."-he continued-"but could you please say something on the microphone. It is a Japanese-themed evening tonight, and it would be an honor if the owner gives a speech. Just a few words, please."

Kyoya sighed. It was an annoying duty, but he had to do it. It is part of the job:

-"Okay. I will."-he turned to the twins, before going to the stage.-"Wait here, girls."

He went to the stage, grabbed the microphone and started speaking in a polite tone, putting the most charming smile he had on his face:

-"Good evening, ladies and gentleman! Thank you for being here with us tonight! I am Kyoya Ootori, the owner of this entire holiday club, including this marvelous hotel. It means an awful lot to us that you trust our staff to make sure you have a great time during your vacations."

His eyes shifted from one person to another, until he noticed something. Everyone's attention was on him. Everyone, including the last person he wanted to see-Yoshio Ootori, his father. When Kyoya saw that this specific man was part of the audience, for the first time in his life, he felt no fear.

He was tired of empty attempts to impress his father. His marriage to Ren was the last one. After that, Kyoya finally made the decision to give up and started coming up with his own ways for success.

He came up with his own goals and he was going to do whatever it took to succeed, which is what he did.

He was an adult man now, who had career, money, reputation, and last, but not least, two incredible children.

During his son's entire speech, Yoshio never changed his serious expression. It was like he was silently judging him. After Kyoya's speech was over, Yoshio approached him. The two men were finally face to face:

-"So this is what you do for a living now. I expected more. Why am I not surprised?"

-"Is this why you came here?"-Kyoya answered.-"To share your opinion, which I am already aware of?"

-"I wanted to see what you have made out of yourself. I thought that maybe you have finally found your mind after all these years. That you were over that...that...waste of time of a club you were running with Suoh's son. You cannot imagine my disappointment when I saw that the job you have chosen is not that different."

Kyoya was not even slightly surprised to hear all of that, but it still hurt. He never thought of neither the host club, nor his holiday club as a "waste of time", but to hear his father say that was still nothing good to hear. Apparantly. his wounds were still fresh from 11 years ago. But he was not going to allow this to get under his skin. Not here, and especially not now, so he just passed Yoshio and returned to his table. His daughters were still there, waiting for their father.

Yoshio followed Kyoya with his eyes, in order to see him with the twins. He has never seen his granddaughters before, so now was the first time. He wondered what kind of people were they? Maybe they could make proper heirs?

-"I liked your speech, father."-Simran was the first to congratulate her father.

-"Thank you, Simran!"-and he smiled.

The three did not notice the man, who approached the table. Yoshio wanted to see the twins from up close.

-"Are those your children, Kyoya?"

Kyoya frowned and gave him a pathetic "yes."

-"What are your names, young ladies?"- he asked the girls in a very strict tone and with a stoic expression.

-"Simran.."-Simran answered in a very worried manner.

-"...and Nanidni"- Nandini was no different.

-"Simran and Nandini? Those are the names you have chosen for your daughters?"- he asked his son, in a disappointed tone.

Kyoya did not answer. He just wanted Yoshio to go away:

-"Enough of this! Just leave us alone, please!"