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This chapter… I am so glad to say I finished it. I was up all night working on it till I had my doctor appointment at 8 a.m. stressing, pulling, pushing, add proper punctuation oh my god it's done… I'm so happy! Well this chapter is at least so give me a day or two to recuperate; I have not slept in 44 hours so please. I would go to sleep now but I promised I would go to see the Dragon Ball Z: Resurrection tonight with some friends, oh it's never ending… But that's ok you my beloved readers give me confidence in my writing and are my energy source! So start charging my phone it's about to die. HA I love you all enjoy this chapter it's REALLY long.
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 and ruined it for the public...maybe
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Chapter 4: Some Tea for Your Sugar?
Hurling herself inside the car toppling over her side bag causing all its contents to spill out Haruhi yelled at the driver to go! No hesitation hinted the car pulled out of the street speeding dangerously down the road. Without a chance to put her seatbelt on she unwillingly began bouncing around the back of the car trying to catch the papers flying all about. Within mere moments they were at least driving on smooth road enabling her to quickly gather up her property almost stuffing it in her bag, throwing on her seatbelt, latching herself to the seat. Curiously looking out the window to see where they were it seemed that they were already propelling down the Ootori drive way to the main house.
Leaving the school yard it took her approximately fourteen minutes to get home but she wasted eleven minutes trying to get ready, before now she never had to actually worry about what shoes matched what clothes or what colors would match and what would look 'ridiculous'. Luckily her father had helped her choose with his fashion expertise which ended up in them butting heads cause her to lose time. In the end she had worn a black see-through o-neck long sleeved lace dress with a pair of matching black flats and crystal stud earrings. She wished he had given her a couple of pant choices but he had been firm with the select options of skirts and dresses she was permitted to wear.
Turning her attention back to the driver she was thankful he had actually driven with haste to get her to the mansion. "Wow that was fast, frightening but worth it if it saved some time, thanks" she heard the driver laugh "No problem, it'd make a bad first impression on your first day especially if your boss is an Ootori."
'Especially if your boss is Master Kyoya' she rephrased in her head.
Feeling the car come to an abrupt stop with a slight screeching of the tires, even as she felt the seatbelt pressed fiercely in her chest she thanked god she arrived on time. The man stepped out of the driver's seat walked around the car opening her door.
"We've arrived at your doom-I mean destination" he corrected himself with another laugh.
He was much more relaxed then she had expected of an Ootori hireling or as old, he couldn't be older than his mid-twenties with his bright red hair smoothed down and big green eyes, a foreigner? She stepped out of the car and bowed to him with a smile" thanks again I would have been so late otherwise, by the way I'm Haruhi Fujioka."
He bowed in turn to her "Names Aedan Minamoto and no worries I'm sure we'll have many more car adventures together" well there was a good sign, a normal person she could get along with here. "Not to be mean but I think you have less than a minute to get in there" he said with a grin tattooed on his face.
"damnit!"
As fast as she her legs would carry her she sprinted through the house not caring if anyone saw her running like a bat out of hell.
'Shit shit shit shit shit!' she panicked. Eight…seven…six…five…four…three… She made it! Knocking on the same door she had gone in the previous day frantically. Upon hearing a voice call her in, she opened the door not finding Kyoya his desk like before. She noticed him by one of the many bookcases writing down something in a blue book similar to the one he normally carried with him at school.
"Right on time Miss Fujioka" he noted as he continued his writing. She quietly tried to gain back a smidge of her composure and harmonize her heart rate with her breathing, hoping he did not notice her discomfort. "I'm relieved you are not late, how unseemly that would have been"
'Jerk, you knew I would barely make it on time or even on time at all' she grimaced "yes master Kyoya, I made sure to be on schedule."
"I expected nothing less from our dear honor roll student" she sighed in relief "even if it meant dashing carelessly through my home in a frenzy, please try to avoid such hazardous entrances in the future." 'Bastard how does he keep doing that!'
"Yes master Kyoya" she gritted though teeth.
"Your dedication is certainly admirable and you somewhat remembered your manners today, you never cease to disappoint. Good for you Haruhi" strolling over to her he patted her head lightly. If she gritted her teeth anymore then she currently was it was damn sure that they would chip and break. "Now then, I've been notified that you have no class assignments for the evening so then you may get straight to work on organizing some paper work for me."
That sounded simple enough, the desk was only cover with two file trays both overfilled with documents, and even then it still seemed easy. That should keep her busy for the first hour or two. Returning to the bookcase he motioned for her to come over. "What papers shou-"she jumped back rapidly to avoid a hefty binder from crashing down on her toes, she stood back watching as he proceeded to remove every binder the case was holding. Dropping them to the ground with heavy thuds. Her jaw dropped "these papers" he said. After throwing the last binder on the floor he place the blue book on one of the now empty shelves he made his way back to his desk sitting comfortably in his nice chair.
"Ho-how would you like them organized?" she accidentally let herself stutter. "Those binders contain the names of Ootori partners and the companies owned or sponsored by our group, along with details of their current financial standings, most recent date of inspection, and any that were renovated within the past five years." All of these were partners and companies owned by the Ootori family? What happened to being considerate about their situation!? They had more resources and assets then god! No, being judgmental wouldn't change anything; she didn't know the full situation so she had to be open minded about everything at this point.
"I need you to catalog all of those. Partners will be done first in alphabetical order then sub categorized by the financial standing. Then you will move to the companies we own or sponsor, start by identifying the ones with furthermost inspection dates advancing to most recent." She looked down at the binders, okay so it was worse than she thought. But it wasn't that difficult of a task it was just putting some papers in a certain order. Right! Divide and conquer, when in Rome do as the romans do!
"What is the notebook for?" she questioned picking it up from the shelf where he had placed it.
"I'm sorry Haruhi I almost forgot, that is just a list of names that you can put to the side for disposal when you come across them" that's good; it simplified the job even more to her benefit. Wait did he just apologize to her? "I need this finished by Monday Haruhi" he spoke barely above a whisper but enough that she had heard him. "Monday? That's only a few days from now, this will at least take a week and a half minimum, why so soon?!" her voice had gone a little too high pitched for comfort but he did not seem to pay it much mind. Instead he didn't meet her gaze choosing to focus on one of the wooden floorboards, with his head resting in his hand, his expression unreadable.
"If I could give you that time I would, at all possible I would have kept you out of this this predicament, but this concerns a pressing issue that I can't ignore, a repercussion of my newly granted authority" He was actually trying to apologize for having her do this.
"If you can't I'll understand, I won't hold you responsible or endanger your job" she was sure she heard him right; though he'd never say it bluntly that he was apologizing to her. Newly granted authority huh, maybe he was starting to get more involved in his family business. Shouldn't that make him happy though instead of appearing so troubled? His face may not have shown it but in his voice she could hear what sounded like just a hint of remorse. Whatever it was she'd take it! She did promise her dad she'd do her best and damnit she would give it her all!
Without wasting another moment she sat down on the floor with her knees bent and legs to one side careful not to expose herself in the dress.
"Don't worry about it Master Kyoya, just leave it to me and do whatever it is you do on that computer of yours" Smiling up at him hoping to at least give him a bit of momentarily relief. With His eyes now fixed on her, he was taken aback. She didn't even question his decision this time or show any sign of irritation. She was already deeply engrossed in one of the binders completely focused on her task ahead. Turning back to his laptop but never taking his eyes off her.
"Haruhi you know you can sit-" it was her that interrupted this time "I'm fine master Kyoya this is more convenient" thrown off by her abruptness. He was glad she was engulfed in her work, or else she may have seen him flash a soft smile at her before he turned his attention to the screen in front of him.
Four hours had gone by and not a word was uttered between them. With his eyes glued to the screen he could hear Haruhi sigh. Again. Before it was only the occasional bothered sigh, the shuffling of papers, and he was convinced at one point he had heard her attempt to choke back a gasp. She had probably seen the one of the major budgeting accounts belonging to one of their facilities. But for the past half hour the noise making was becoming more consistent. A break was definitely needed, if not for her, then for him from the commotion eating away at his sanity. He could endure much longer without stopping, but not many could compare to his standards.
"Haruhi, time for a break" pulled out of her trance like state, opening her mouth to what he presumed was about to be a ramble of questions he held up his hand instructing her be not speak "fifteen minutes will not cause too great of a setback in your work." Nodding her head she placed the stack of papers in her hand neatly on the floor next to her.
She sluggishly got to her feet straightening herself out, trying to gain her balancing as her legs were waking up slower then she would have liked. When she could finally feel her legs again she paced short distances around the room, sitting in that position for that long really made her sore.
"Some tea would do us both good right now" well that would definitely be a change from the coffee she always made for their little group.
"Sure that sounds nice."
"Wonderful, go fetch it" he ordered.
What did he just say? Fetch? As in in dogie go fetch?!
"Wait, what? How- I mean where am I supposed to even get it?"
"This is my home you know, we do have kitchens" that's not exactly what she meant. "It's late so this time I'll see to it that it is ready when you get there, but next time you will have to make it on your own" and just like that he had reverted back to being the old Kyoya. Heading out the door she looked down both ends of the hallway, there were so many doors and corridors. How anyone found their way around there without getting lost was beyond her. "The personal kitchen is to your left the first hall on the right and third door on your left" heading down the hall she followed his directions.
She was glad to see he had returned to normal, seeing him earlier like that in such a state was unsettling. She had seen him losing his temper before and even witnessed glimpses of a serene side to him every now again, but they were very rare. Even through this trial, she would never forget that he remained her friend and she would always be concerned for him.
Reaching the door to her destination she found it was a large kitchen indeed. 'Personal my ass, you could fit a whole cooking staff in here and still have room to spare.' But she noticed that the room was devoid of any staff. "He said it would be ready? I doubt anyone has been in here yet" that's when she heard a whistling sound; it was low then started to grow. Looking in the direction on the sound she saw a tea kettle on the stove. 'Everything is too convenient around here' removing the kettle from the stove she managed to find some tea cups in a cupboard along with a bowl for the sugar and a cream pot.
Setting everything together on top of a serving tray she hastily made her way back to Kyoya, delicately slipping into the room as to not spill the tea. There he had remained still seated in his chair massaging his temples soothingly.
"Master Kyoya the tea is ready"
"hn.." was his reply.
Placing the tray on the desk, she fixed her cup with a bit of cream and sat down on the sofa behind her enjoying her moment of peace while sipping her drink. Regaining his poise he reached out for his for the sugar bowl dumping more than half its content in his cup. 'I thought only Honey-sempai liked anything that sweet! ' swishing the liquid around in the cup not bothering to stir it in, he sipped… no… he scarfed down the tea! He drank it all in one try!
"Master Kyoya that can't be healthy!"
Setting his cup back down on the tray seeing that every drop was gone he paused. "Forty five points"
She stared "for what?"
"Your grade for the tea; forty five points at best" taking another sip of her tea she savored the taste, there was nothing wrong with it "How exactly did you come to that conclusive number?" she asked prudishly sipping her tea.
He smirk "your presentation was mediocre, your option of china was poor, and your choice of tea was slightly below average. You could have received bonus points for tea cakes or any side dish of your choosing but you did not. So as I concluded; forty five points."
She only had a few minutes to prepare the tray though! If she had taken any longer the tea would have gone cold. "You could have told me you would be grading me, then I would have put more effort into it" finishing off her drink she too placed her cup back on the tray. "You shouldn't have to be told; no matter what you do you should always strive to go above and beyond. No matter your position, wealth, influence, or even gender. The greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it." There was a moment of silence.
Bursting into a fit of laughter caught Kyoya off guard, causing him to jolt forward almost falling from the chair. "Why are you laughing?" she couldn't control herself. "you're getting all worked up over a cup of tea, I've never seen you get so serious over something so trivial" leaning back in his chair he allowed himself to relax with her "Quality is important Miss Fujioka" she was almost settled down except for the a single tear she wiped away.
"Yes Master Kyoya, next time you don't like my tea I will not complain if you dump it in the Boston Harbor."
If I hate it that much I won't even bother making the trip I'll just dump it out the window without a second thought" she smiled "yes sir."
He was smiling again that was good. He always smiled so easily at school but as long as she had been there that day it was different, was he naturally stoic in general or was this just a face he wore at home? Ready to clean up the mess, she was about to head out the door when she was stopped as he called to her again.
"Haruhi, turn" she paused looking over her shoulder at him.
"Turn?" she repeated
"Yes, turn in a circle slowly" not sure of what was being accomplished by this; she did as she was told. Gradually spinning herself around not without seeing how Kyoya was making a study of her, his eye intensely scanning her from head to toe. Finally she was facing the door again waiting for his directive. Kyoya glanced over to his computer screen looking at the time, it was late and they both would have busy schedules the next few days.
"It's late; you should head home just place that in the kitchen the maids will clean it up"
She nodded "and prepare my bath as well. It's the furthest door on the left down the hall" she thought her head would twist off her body at how fast she whirled it around.
"Your bath, right now?"
He sighed exhausted "yes right now, tomorrow will be lengthy and no easier then today so I too need sleep" nodding again she left the room.
For the life of her she would never understand that guy, he could be nonchalant one moment and the next be so dominant and solemn. What was going on here that was affecting Kyoya-sempai so much, surely this couldn't be what he had always been like growing up. They were not the young care-free high school students they had once been, It was time that they all grew up and faced their futures. But that didn't mean they couldn't all enjoy their college years together. Kyoya was the most mature one of the group, the transition from high school to university should have been easy for him.
After placing the tray on the kitchen counter she made her way the bathroom down the hall. It wasn't a bathroom it was a spa! Message tables, a lounge sitting area, even the bath was huge. Wait there was a sign on that door in the back… a sauna! 'What the hell is this place!? Damn rich people and their obnoxious need to buy the most unnecessary crap!' This was too much for one day, she just wanted to go home and sleep till her next class tomorrow.
Walking around the bath she found the control panel for it on the far wall in the wall. "This is all way too over the top it might as well be a pool" surveying the panel it only took her a second to figure it out; pressing some buttons she heard the running water behind her. "Guess I'll just wait till it's done filling up then leave." Sitting down on the floor she waited patiently thinking it wouldn't take long.
With four faucets this thing should have filled up fast "this is ridiculous" she muttered. Fifteen minutes had passed and the bath was still rising, she really was getting tired. Her senses were so dulled with her further lack of sleep that she had ended up laying down on floor next to the bath. Knowing all too well Kyoya would never let her live it down.
'I should probably grab some towels for him before I go' peering around the room there were no towels to be seen. Maybe they were in a closet or something; it had to be one of two doors in there. Getting up she walked over to the closest door.
'Please be towels, please be towels' she prayed.
Her delayed reaction may have been due to her being caught off guard or perhaps her unfortunate lack of energy. She found a towel alright. But it was at the moment wrapped around the waist of a very naked Kyoya, his clothes discarded on the counter next to him along with his glasses.
Here her master was in front of her…Nude. She couldn't move, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't even think.
Hearing the door open Kyoya turned around to see who the intruder was, finding no other than his little slave.
"Haruhi!"
"KYOYA WHY ARE YOU NAKED!?" She screamed in alarm.
Her entire face was veiled with a blush of red. She couldn't feel her legs, she needed to turn around, run, even throw a bucket over her head but for god's sake she needed to do something other than stare!
Without warning Kyoya charged towards her. She inwardly cringed since still being paralyzed in her place, bracing for a full body tackle… it never came. Rather she felt one of his hands gently squeeze her upper right forearm while his other hand swiftly shielded her eyes, blocking out any further sight she may have. She could feel his left arm using her shoulder as support to keep his hand securely latched on top of eye lids. He moved so fast she had barely seen him advance behind her. She could hear his breathing in her ear he was so close. 'Damnit Haruhi move…say something…anything!'
"I didn't see anything I swear!" 'Anything but that!'
"Why haven't you gone home like I told you to?"
"Yo-you told me to run you a bath…"
"I also told you to leave after you had."
"It was still running!"
"It has a sensor, when it reaches a certain level it stops automatically."
"I didn't know that!"
"Why did you go around opening doors, obviously not know where they would lead?"
"I was looking for a towel for you…" she replied embarrassingly. She could feel her heart pounding through her chest. This could not possibly get any worse. Well that was bullshit, it could always get worse several recaps of the nights events were proof to that. Trying to put a little more distance between them she attempted to take a meager step away from him. Noticing at once what she was trying to do, urgently he pulled her back but this time there was no space separating them. She was now leaning against his firm chest and he was now hovering over her.
"Well you found one, would you like to take it off my person just to be able to return it back to me" he purred in her ear.
She gasped, her face hade turned into an even more vibrant red then before. How could he say something so awkward just like that! This was weird, Kyoya never acted like this, why would he be doing this now?
"N-no Master Kyoya…" Not knowing what else she could have said. She kept herself as motionless as possible. Nothing she said from here on would help resolve her situation. Waiting for anything to happen she felt slightly more panicky then before. "Very well then, keep your eyes shut" as so she did. With no warning he released his hold on her only for a split second long enough to knock her feet out from under her. Thinking she would hit the ground hard she was relieved to feel no impact on the ground rather she became aware that she was had been lifted into his arms, he began walking towards the hallway door.
"Master Kyoya can I-"
"Don't open your eyes!"
She squeezed her eyes shut "why?"
"My towel dropped."
She threw her arms around his neck and tried pulling herself higher up in his hold.
"I said don't look not strangle me."
"Sorry sempai…" that was the second time she had wrongly addressed him. Yet considering the predicament they have been involved in he chose to overlook her informality, this time. Reaching the door he set her down on in the hall way after making sure no one was there to witness the scene. "the car is waiting out front for you still, get your bag and go home, till tomorrow then" she waited to hear the click of the door shutting before she opened her eyes. She cautiously glanced over her shoulder, the door was shut and Kyoya was nowhere to been seen. Not wanting to stand there any longer she quickly gain back control of her body with scarcely a dilemma she scurried down the hall ways but making sure she was not running as he had told her earlier.
Grabbing her bag from the study she walked as fast as her legs could go, till she basically threw herself in the car once again. "Miss Haruhi we have to stop meeting like this" she heard from the front of the car seeing that it was Aedan. She smiled warmly at him "seems we'll be meeting a lot like this, take me home but this time take it slow please" she asked hoping to avoid a repeat of their earlier car ride. He laughed "if you say so missy." As they pulled off she made sure of one thing; that when she returned home she would study the entirety contract she had signed.
Kyoya leaned against the door listening as her hurried footsteps faded away. "How interesting you are Miss Fujioka" he smirked to himself as he stepped down into the bath discarding the towel that had never left his waist.
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If you can't really visualize her dress... I HAVE THE LINK ON MY PROFILE TEHE!
ANYWAY MY DEARIES!
Very long chapter it and I am glad it's done… please please I hope you like it! I will passed out in my bed in a few hours and tend to stay there! …Till I have to wake up for work… As always review, ideas, criticism all are welcome!
TATTY BYE NOW LOVIES!