Hello again dearies!
Thank you so much for the reviews and for simply taking time to read the first chapter, as promised here's chapter 2. Kyoya is talking and explain a lot while Haruhi is very very confused, threatened a bit and trying to ask questions but nope, oh no, not happening! So enjoy! I'm not rushing the lemons… so don't rush me! Lemons will come soon enough my perverted dearies out there, so enjoy the story until then!
WARNING: NO KIDDIES ALLOWED! Sorry my little dears but this is rated M for a reason! Read at your own peril!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club characters or any of works done by Bisco Hatori! If I did we all know I would have made it much more of a love fest...maybe…
Chapter 2: The Contract
She was really doing this. After her last class had ended for the day Haruhi was embarrassed to say the least. When the teacher had pointed her out in class, giving at least a five minute lecture of her lack of concern where it involved the Code of Conduct. Letting her off with one warning she was very grateful that she was not fined 50,000 yen.
'Dad would throw a childish tantrum if he couldn't buy new clothes for a while.'
She really had no choice it seemed but to accept Kyoya's offer to become his personal assistant. As if knowing all along she would accept, he sent a car to pick her up at her apartment after she had walked home. So here she was in the back seat of his family's car on her way to his house to begin her new 'job' as his assistant.
After about a twenty minute drive (five minutes just being the driveway itself) the car pulled up to a very modern mansion, probably seven times bigger than her entire apartment complex building!
'Damn these rich people' she thought to herself.
A man walked down the steps of the house and opened the car door while holding a hand out for her which she reluctantly took.
"Young Master Ootori is expecting you Miss Fujioka, if you will follow me."
Shutting the door behind her he headed back towards the house without waiting for her, she scurried after him without given a moment to register any thought. As they entered the mansion they came to a large entryway followed by a double grand staircase to which they ascended. Walking down the corridors she noticed that almost all the doors were shut.
'They must really like their privacy' she guessed.
Finally stopping at one entryway he knocked on the door which was followed by an "Enter."
Nodding for her to go in she slowly opened the door, the room seemed to be a library of sorts, and each wall was covered with books on top of even more books! The ceiling was mostly consumed by a Massive skylight and centered right underneath it was a very expensive looking desk with a sofa in front of it.
Behind the desk was none other than the shadow king himself. Not looking up from his paper work to acknowledge her he motioned for her to sit, but she stood in her place by the door, she really just wanted to start her chores.
"Kyoya-sempai if it's all the same to you I'd really just like to get started with my work."
"Hn" he replied.
"Kyoya-sempai….?"
"…"
"Sempai…?"
"…"
"KYOYA!" she hollered so loud she was sure she could be heard down the hall.
He stopped his work and glared at her over the rim of his glasses folding his arms but not before gesturing her to sit.
'Uh-oh.'
Without another word she hurried and plopped herself down on the couch folding her hands in her lap and looking to him attentively. He was still glaring at her, she knew he could have a temper once in a while but he was scary as hell when he got made and she would rather not press those buttons. Finally after a moment of complete awkward silence he spoke.
"Haruhi, do you even slightly comprehend the situation to which you have embedded yourself?"
She blinked "your assistant right? Basically doing some chores and running errands?"
He just remained silent and slid a stack of stapled papers towards her, "sign this contract of employment."
Picking up the small paper stack she took a moment to she read over the contract, nothing seemed to be abnormal about it, all the conditions were reasonable, without hesitating she signed and sealed the deal.
With that done he stood from his chair and came around to lean against his desk.
"Now then, here is the expectation level I will hold you responsible to always answer to."
'…What?'
"First of all you manner of dress is offensive to myself and the Ootori family. Now that you are employed you will have a dress code to apply by as the rest of our staff do"
'…What!?'
Looking down at her attire she didn't think it was that bad. She had worn an oversize cream colored knit bat-wing sweater with her black dress pants that a trained eye could easily pick them out as part of the Ouran High School uniform, finished off with simple black flats.
"Second, you will address me as Young Master in public and Master Kyoya when we are in private, to be addressed so informally by an employee demonstrates lack of respect and even more lack of control"
'You've got to be kidding me…'
"Third, when you enter my rooms you will wait for me to address you and not speak until spoken to. If I so say you will stand the whole night next to me and you will do it without question, without comment, without complaint, without moving. Have I made myself clear thus far?" she nodded profusely.
"With those few rules there is one main idea that you must understand"
'There's more?'
"As of the moment you signed this contract" he waved the papers in her face before setting it back own on the desk.
"You are bound to me, you will serve no other Ootori member but myself and will be barred from accepting any other employment" at that moment he pushed himself off the desk and put his arms on either side of the sofa, cornering Haruhi, their faces too close for her comfort.
"You are exclusively mine and will do my bidding so long as you remain in my employment."
She sat there too astounded to move or speak.
"After you last class you will go home change your clothes and a car will be waiting outside your apartment to bring you here."
Finding her voice after a moment she asked "What about my homework? When will there be any time for me to do my assignments? Or even study!"
Just then he smirked and brought his face even closer to hers. 'Not his evil grin! Oh crap…'
"Your school work and studying will be done here where I can supervise your progress and make sure you are not shaming your employer."
'Shaming, what?'
"How could my education possibly affect you?"
Examining her over the rim of his glasses for a moment, he then brought himself back to leaning against his desk folding his arms.
"Honestly Haruhi, do you make it a point not to your schools history at all?" she felt like she was beginning to shrink under his gaze.
"Though it's true both the academy and university are owned by the Suoh group their areas of academics are funded by many different groups and it just so happens that the Ootori family is the main sponsor for the medical domain."
'Shrinking…'
"We control almost all aspects of the medical sector of the University, so I will have full knowledge of your grades, progress, behavior, and capabilities."
'Shrinking…'
"Oh, and since you wish to become a doctor it is most likely after your graduate you will be employed by one of the Ootori practices."
'Am I even still visible!?' She felt as though she had shrunk so far she was sucked into the sofa.
"Don't worry; I'm sure you will be able to manage everything soon. Penalizing you for poor quality and quantity of work is so troublesome after a while that your employment could be considered for termination."
'A threat? Did he just make a threat!? Kyoya-sempai can really be scary when he's serious…'
Processing all he had explained to her, maybe she should have thought about his offer a little more before she decided to jump full ahead into this job. But then again for what he was willing to pay her for simple tasks she was lucky at all she had the opportunity at all. Plus of all the host club members Kyoya was by far the most reasonable and level headed, surely she could keep up with his demands.
"Now then you may take your leave." He interrupted her thoughts.
"What?" she looked at him seeing that he had already made his way back to sitting in his chair without her noticing.
"Today was just a quick meeting and contract signing. Your first official day will be tomorrow, and I have made sure you will be well equipped for tomorrow."
"Well equipped? Sempai I don't understand."
"You will."
"But Sempa-"
Suddenly a knock came at the door, she turned to see who it was but it never opened.
"Excuse me Young Master, but the car is waiting for Miss Fujioka." She heard through the door
"she will be down in a moment." She heard him reply behind her.
"Very good sir" With that she heard the butler shift and start down the hallway till his footsteps had faded. Taking the hint that it was time for her to leave she stood up from the couch, bowing her head to Kyoya and started walking towards the door. She would ask him more questions tomorrow at school if she could. No wait, she couldn't talk to him about this at school without risk of the other hosts eavesdropping on them and her being exposed. She stopped as she grabbed the door handle but did not open it just yet.
"Kyoya-sempai is this really all necessary?" she half turned her body enough to look at him one more time. "I mean a dress code, addressing you as Master Kyoya, the penalizing? Don't you think it's a little demanding for a simple errand b- I mean assistant?"
His smile had faded into something sinister, his eyes had fiercely darkened. He sighed deeply, there was no way to make her position anymore clear then he already had. "Perhaps I have not clarified myself enough, Miss Fujioka." Placing his elbows on the desk and folding his hands to allow him to rest his chin on top.
"From this day forward you. Are. My. Slave."
Her eyes widened in dread of that word.
'Sl-slave!?'
MWAHAHAHAHA! The beginning of slavery is always so unintended by one party at least!
Please Review and throw out any ideas you would like to see happen or even if you would like to see the chapters longer every comment counts! I shall deliberate and post results! I will definitely have a chapter of two out by Monday things shall get … more interesting…
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