Geek: Ah, finally. The probably anticipated Kyoya chapter. Then we'll go back to the Tatum. I feel kind of bad for torturing my favorite character buuuuut most fanfiction writers do. On with the story!

(Kyoya's POV)

The bright light blinded me and I hated it. It was painful to look at. I wanted to turn away but it felt like my bones were locked in place and wouldn't let me move. I just...floated. I despised it. I didn't have any control over anything I did. Huh, isn't that a familiar feeling. Feeling like I had no control. The light dissipated as if it was being swallowed and I woke up on cool tile. I quickly sat up and stood up and noticed I was in an exact replica of the Host Club room. I heard a tiny growl, like a kitten's and turned to see a girl with long, curly blond hair. A black bow was tied into her hair and she wore a feathery black dress. Her eyes shone like gold.

"Kyoya?" I heard a voice say.

I turned to see my sister, Fuyumi. She wore a green sweater and blue jeans and her black hair fell in ripples down her back.

"Fuyumi? The girl-" I looked to where the blond girl was but she was gone, without a trace.

"Who? Oh nevermind, we've missed you! I can't believe you're late to your ceremony, Mr. Head of the Ootori family." She laughed.

"Head?"

"Yes! Come on, you can't wear your school uniform!" With a flick of her finger, my Ouran school uniform turned into a black suit with a purple tie and a purple rose in the lapel.

"Come on, let's go go go!" She announced as she dragged me out of the room without noticing my protests.

"Okay okay here we are!" She announced in a bubbly way as she wiped off the sleeves of my suit.

"Fuyumi, I'm very flattered but this isn't a possibility."
Her black brows furrowed and her soft brown eyes filled with confusion.

"Why ever not?" She asked, her voice quivering in distraught.

"Because we have three brothers who are in line. And father-"

"Was very generous to give it to you. Stop looking a gifted horse in the mouth, Kyoya." She sighed.

"Are my frien-...are the Host Club out there too?" I asked, looking at her.

"Yes, Tamaki, the twins, Hunny, Mori, and Haruhi are all there." She smiled a little.

I smiled for the first time since I was unwillingly volunteered into the mess I was formerly in.

"That's good. Don't know what that blond idiot Suoh would do without me."

I stepped out of the two double oak doors and walked into a grassy and sunny day. The sky was blue and dotted with white fluffy clouds. My father, brothers, and mother stood at the end of a path of purple rose petals. I looked to my right to see the Host club, celebrating in their own way. Hunny, in a tiny white suit with pink tie was jumping around and waving at me. Mori stood stotic like a tin soldier as usual but in a dark blue suit with a white undershirt and a dark navy tie. A smile played on his lips. Haruhi wore a feathery red dress and grinned at me. She shouted words of encouragement. Tamaki was bawling his eyes out in a white suit with a purple tie. The twins were chasing each other around, both in matching black suits except for the ties, one being a neon orange and the other a brilliant sky blue. I continued walking until I met my father and looked him dead in the eyes. I thought about all the times he put me down. All the times he said I wasn't good enough. When he...hit me. I kept my face stone like as I walked up.

He smiled.

"My boy...I'm so proud of you." He smiled.

"You are not my father." I said simply, "You, creature are stupid. My father would never say he was outright proud of me. Nice set though, I almost believed you."

My father, who's eyes now shone a brilliant gold, laughed as my friends, family, and the meadow scene faded. We stood in a space-like room, with stars and a billion different colors swirling around in a void.

"It took the others longer." The creature replied.

"Do I look like others?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

The thing shook my father's head. "No, I suppose not. Very intelligent of you."

"...Thank you…" I replied warily.

"You know, the only reason I hadn't fought you yet is because I find this whole little game interesting." It states.

"So like a cat playing with a mouse." I muse cooly.

"Precisely. But more think of it as...say two scientists having multiple mice run through a maze to see who can get to the center quickest." It suggests.

"Wait, so we aren't the only ones in this building?" I ask, my curiosity getting the best of me.

The creature holds two fingers up at me, a warning to be quiet.

"Now if I told you the answer to that I would ruin my own game. Well, our game but that really isn't the point. Think of it this way, I mean it is quite simple. You're in the same building at the same time. Same place, same time, different planes of existence for a moment. Sure, there are certain lapses like the middle of the maze and that control room, but mostly, you're not in the same plane. At least, not right now." The thing explains.

It snaps its fingers and a yellow and white glowing tea cup, saucer, and kettle appear. The kettle pours a golden liquid into the cup by itself and the being sits in midair, taking a sip of the golden drink.

"Why tell me all this? I will tell the others, that was pretty foolish of you."

The creature spins a silver spoon in the cup using his mind. It hums.

"Well, one would think that would be the point. Also, I rather you didn't call me 'creature' that's insulting and racist. Call me...hm...Sonal. And My accomplice prefers to be called Esmerelda. But since I told you this I'm afraid you can not leave." Sonal announces, standing up, it's eyes blazing with raw power.

I take a step back and start to run. Sonal appears in front of me instantly.

It holds up a hand and golden wavy rays shoot out of it. They bind my arms, feet, neck, legs, and wrists. Sonal smirks with my father's face before turning into an older version of the girl I saw before. Her golden glowing hair reaches down to the small of her back and a black bow is tied around her neck and in her hair. The fabric of her black wispy dress almost seems alive.

"It's nothing personal, really. Have a nice little sleep Kyoya, with all that stress you need it."

She shoots a single black ray with gold light shimmering around it at my eyes and I pulled into a realm of darkness instead of light. And honestly, I prefer the shadow over the light.