Chapter 5: A Date Night

Before Kyoya want to pick Kira up for their date, he was approached by his father. Yoshio got told by Kira that Kyoya lost his temper at the party and of course the older man wanted the answers from Kyoya directly of what had happened the night prior. At first, Kyoya brushed off any evidence that he got angry but then he admitted to it. He couldn't hide that much from his father even if he wanted to.

"What caused you to lose your temper, Kyoya?" Yoshio asked his youngest son, his voice blunt and direct.

"I honestly don't know, Father," he answered, shrugging helplessly. "Kira kept getting on my nerves and I snapped. There was no logical reason for it."

"Well, you better be nice on your date," said Yoshio sternly, his eyebrows furrowed in irritation. "If you act out of line, she won't tell you anything or treat you in a friendly manner. Remember, she's the main obstacle we must overcome to get in the good graces of her parents."

Kyoya nodded mutely and blinked, thinking of Kira. How would she react if she found out she was being used in a game of deception? The thought made Kyoya feel sick because he could picture her expression all too well: Tears rolling down her flushed cheeks and an expression of betrayed disbelief. Also, he knew that she would bodily-hurt him like the ball of spitfire she was. He liked that the independent spirit she had made her strong.

"I know, Otou-san," he replied quietly, bowing respectfully in leave. "Good-bye." With that, he turned and walked off. With every step, he felt his heart dropping into his stomach.

…

At four-twenty, Kira got in the shower and washed herself thoroughly. She wasn't satisfied until she knew her skin was fresh and her hair was squeaky clean. After finishing up, she went into her bedroom and dried off. Then, she pulled out a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt because she decided to go casual for the "date". She walked back into the bathroom, dried her hair, and then styled it as fast as she could. Finally, she put on deodorant and sprayed some perfume on her neck and wrists.

It was four forty-five when she was finally done and she waited in the living room for her doorbell to ring. Despite the tension the night prior, Kira felt a nervous fluttering in her stomach. It surprised her because she had been on dates before but this one felt different. She prayed that it wouldn't go too bad because it would be a long night if anything bad happened. She just wanted this one to go right.

At five o'clock on the nose, the doorbell rang and she excitedly ran to the door. She calmed herself down to look cool and then opened the front door. Kyoya stood there and he smiled at her when they saw each other. By God, Kyoya looked so handsom! He wore a black pressed shirt and dark jeans with fancy Italian shoes. His dark eyes were so gentle and bright that she felt her nerves melt away. Maybe things wouldn't go badly…

"Hi," she said softly, smiling pleasantly. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and bit her bottom lip.

"Hi," he repeated in that sexy voice that made her ears sing. "You look beautiful tonight." His eyes swept over her form and she felt her skin tingle.

Kira's face filled with heat at his comment. "Thank you," she replied politely, giving him a nod. "You look nice too. I like your outfit. It's way better than the uniform."

"Arigato," he remarked seductively, pleased by her compliment. "Shall we go?" He invitingly held out his hand to her, encouraging her to take it.

She nodded eagerly, took his hand in hers, and walked out with him, shutting the door behind her.

…

The drive over to the theater was pretty quiet because the two kept staring out the window and whenever they did glance at each other, they'd have to look away because their eyes would meet. Kyoya could tell Kira was pretty nervous so he made up his mind not to make a move on her. He didn't want her to feel pressured or any more nervous than she already was. He cared too much to do that to her, but he couldn't stop staring at her.

She looked so beautiful with that gorgeous pink tee-shirt hugging her soft curves and the blue jeans emphasizing her long legs and cute bottom. He could smell the sweet scent of her long dark hair and it made his pulse jump excitedly. Despite the attitude she had, she was the loveliest, most radiant girl that he had ever seen. He couldn't wait to get to know her.

Finally, the two made it to the theater and they walked up to the ticket person. The person was a guy about their age and Kyoya didn't like the way the guy's eyes roved over Kira's body. Protectively, Kyoya wrapped an arm around Kira's shoulders and requested two tickets for the movie Avengers: Infinity War.

When the two teens got their tickets, they walked inside and began talking quietly as they got in line for refreshments.

"That guy was a scuz ball," commented Kira softly, talking about the ticket person.

"I agree," remarked Kyoya quietly with a slow nod. "I didn't like the way he was staring at you. He looked at you the same way Honey-senpai gives the cakes he wants but can't have."

Kira chuckled softly at that mental picture. "Don't worry," she replied teasingly, ruffling his hair in a playful fashion. "He's not my type."

Before Kyoya could ask about her type, she pulled him closer so they could reach the concession sellers together.

…

"Oh, that movie was so good," said Kira joyfully when the two teens walked out of the theater after the movie ended. "It was a little sad, though. Thanks for taking me, Kyoya." She placed both hands on his arm and moved closer to him.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said neutrally, swallowing back his nerves when he felt her gentle touch. "Let's do this more often."

"Yeah," agreed Kira, happily resting her head on his shoulder. "I'd like that."

"Me too," he replied softly, staring at her tenderly. The flush that filled her face was adorable. It made him want to kiss her, but he had to wait for her to make the first move. He would wait. It would be worth it.

The couple walked off together in the direction of the car to get something to eat.

…

Kira was surprised that they stopped an American restaurant, but she was pleased all the same because she didn't really like Japanese food. She was glad that Kyoya was being considerate to her when it came to food and she wanted to laugh when she saw that it was KFC. She liked KFC, she liked popcorn chicken, but she found it odd that this was Kyoya's idea of a romantic dinner.

"KFC?" she asked in disbelief, giving Kyoya an odd look. "As in, Kentucky Fried Chicken?"

Kyoya flushed a bit at her comment and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, it's a nice restaurant in Japan," he explained, divulging information she didn't know. "KFC is a rarity here. Many of the commoners and higher-class families eat here during Christmas. Have you ever eaten here?"

Kira chuckled and nodded. "Yes," she replied laughingly, "tons of times. The root beer rocks."

Kyoya smiled and took her hand to lead her in. "Come on. You get the table, I'll get the food." That sounded like a good plan to her.

The two walked their separate ways and Kira sat down at an unoccupied table. The fluttering in her chest made her feel faint but she liked it. The feeling itself made a shiver go down her spine. A flush crossed her cheeks when she saw handsome, sexy Kyoya walking towards her. No, Kira, she chastised herself, you can't fall for him! He's a jerk and annoying, don't let him get to you!

Suddenly, she noticed two suspicious-looking people in a booth close to their table. They were wearing trench coats, hats, and shades but they couldn't hide the auburn hair that Kira grew familiar with. Narrowing her eyes, she stood up and stalked over to their table. Before they could make a move, she reached over and ripped their hats off. Anger filled her chest when she saw it was Hikaru and Kaoru, the twin devils. What the hell were they doing there?

Then, she noticed a tall man and a short blond boy with him. They were sitting at a different table. She knew right off the bat that it was Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai. She also saw a hiding Tamaki who made himself obvious by his hair. Even with the cap, it was pretty obvious that it was him. She was angry when she saw the twins. Now, she was furious. How dare they sneak on the date with them!? Had they no shame at all!?

"What the hell are you guys doing here!?" she demanded loudly, scaring them out of their hiding spots.

Then, she stormed up to Tamaki, grabbed him by the hair, and pulled him out so she could see him. "Get yourself and the others out of here!" she screamed at him, flushing angrily. "Now!"

The blond recoiled and whimpered in fear. "B-but, we were just curious," he whined to save their skins, scrambling to grab his hat. "We wanted to see Kyoya kiss you."

Oh, yeah, his ass was going to get kicked! "Get out of here or else—" She didn't need to finish the sentence because Kyoya walked over and gave the snoops a dangerous look.

"Or else Kyoya will be all over your asses," he finished lethally, clenching his fists in a dangerous fashion. "Now, I will count to three and if you five are still here, I will end you all. One!"

At "one", the five scrambled out of the restaurant as fast as their legs could carry them. Kyoya and Kira exchanged a smirk before going back to eat their food.

After they finished up, the two began talking about their lives. Kyoya learned that Kira was living with her parents, had no siblings, and that she loved pop and country music. She also told him that she wanted to be a doctor when she was older. Kira learned that Kyoya had three older siblings—two successful brothers and a married sister, that his father owned a big corporate, and that Tamaki was his first real friend. Hours passed and they finally had to leave but they continued talking about life.

Kyoya learned that Kira had been in a relationship with a cute boy back where she lived but it ended horribly when he coerced her into se at Junior Prom. She revealed that she got pregnant but had to abort because something in her uterus went wrong and it was dangerous to herself and the fetus. Tears rolled down her face as she told him that it crushed her heart that her baby was gone. She never wanted to abort, she revealed, she just wanted to have the sweet child and give it up to adoption so it would have a better life. For some reason, her body couldn't support the pregnancy and she miscarried. It was an ugly bloody mess that traumatized her.

"…That's why I cursed at Tamaki the first time I met him," she finished tearfully. "He reminded me of my asshole of an ex-boyfriend. That loser ditched me when I told him I was pregnant. He called me a fucking slut and a whore and then began going out to one of my close friends! How fucked up is that!?"

Fury filled Kyoya's chest because he'd like to beat some sense into that bastard who hurt her. "It's very fucked up," replied Kyoya darkly, clenching his lower jaw. "I'd like to beat some sense into his stupid head. You're right, Kira-sama. He is a loser. He's not even worth your tears." He reached up and wiped Kira's tears away with a tender finger.

"I still can't believe I let him get the best of me," she cried, shaking her head at her lost innocence. "I hate that fucker!" She collapsed into his chest and wept into his nice shirt.

Kyoya himself had to swallow back tears because the Kira he knew was a strong, stubborn girl who spoke her mind. He hated seeing her in so much pain, so he rubbed her back and stroked her hair soothingly. He still wanted to beat the shit out of the loser who broke her spirit and heart. Someone like that did not deserve her because she could do so much better.

"It's okay," he said softly, holding her close. "Don't cry, Kira-chan. I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you."

He was glad that the driver of the car had selective hearing because he did not comment on the story. Kyoya actually felt glad that Kira opened up to him because she had to tell someone how she felt and what she hid in her heart. She only allowed him to see her vulnerable side. He felt honored that she opened herself up to him.

"Kyoya," she finally croaked, getting his attention.

"Yes?" he said gently, looking down at her tenderly.

"If you tell anyone about this, especially your friends, I'll beat the shit out of you." Despite the tears and roughness of her voice, he knew she was serious and he allowed himself a small half-smile.

Yep, that was the Kira he knew. "Deal," he replied genuinely, patting her head gently.

She pulled back and smiled again. "Good," she said brightly, sounding better now.

…

When they got to Kira's house, the two teens shared a gentle smile and a quiet good-bye. It was ten o'clock and Kira was tired, but she was incredibly happy. Before they went their separate ways, Kyoya pressed a kiss to her cheek and said "goodnight" quietly. She smiled and nodded, finally going inside. As soon as she shut the door, she went up to her bedroom and smiled dreamily.

Tonight was truly a good night. Maybe she would be able to sleep tonight and dream of good things.

A/N: I told you there was drama in this chapter. Please R&R!