A/N: Sorry this is so short! Don't hit me! *hides*
"I'll come pick you up for school tomorrow!" Tamaki suggested as we pulled up to my mansion. I rolled my eyes.
"Tamaki, that isn't necessary. I have a driver who can drive me there just fine," I stated.
"But I want to help!" He insisted.
"No," I dead panned.
"But Kyoya-" he tried.
"I said no, Tamaki. I'm going to get out now. I don't want you coming inside or picking me up tomorrow or escorting me around or anything. I'm FINE," I declared. I exited the limo and closed the door with finality. I briskly walked up the steps, not bothering to check if Tamaki actually left or not. I opened the front door and closed it quietly behind me because I really couldn't tell how late it was or if-
"Where have you been?" My father demanded, and he slapped me. Luckily, this time I wasn't wearing my glasses so they didn't fall off of my face.
"At the school," I answered.
"You shouldn't have been out so late! Your brothers never stayed out late," he claimed.
"I'm sorry, Father. There was an accident, and-" I began.
"Kyoya, where are your glasses?" My sister's voice interrupted.
"They broke," I stated frankly.
"Oh! Are you alright? What happened?" She asked and led me to my room.
"I tripped, and they shattered," I retold. I have to assume she nodded because she left me in my room to my own devices.
My first thought was to do my homework, but after staring at my text books and assignments for a good hour, I was at a loss. I couldn't even see what I was supposed to be doing!
Next, I tried to call the optician about my glasses. Unfortunately, their offices were closed currently so I had to leave a message.
Finally, I realized that it was getting late. I got ready for bed as carefully as possible, but I still had some problems. First, I had trouble finding my toothbrush. Then I couldn't tell which bottle had my shampoo and which had my conditioner. After that, I had trouble locating my pajamas. My sister must have reorganized my drawers again.
Eventually, I gave up and crawled into my bed, wearing only a t-shirt and boxers. I attempted to set my alarm correctly, but soon found that I had trouble doing that too. With a frustrated growl, I ran a hand over my face and tried to fall asleep.