"Kyoya, your schedule for tomorrow." Kyoya got a piece of paper from an old bald man dressed in black suit as he entered the Ootori mansion. It was the first time he had seen this guy so probably he was new. Anyway, Kyoya retrieved the paper and proceeded to his room. It was the best thing to do after school.
The first thing Kyoya did once he got inside his room was to lie on the couch found on the first floor of his room. Somehow he had this certain feeling of guilt deep inside him after the club discussed the matter. Kyoya didn't bother, really. But what the club said was true… he shouldn't engage in things he didn't know of. Plus, he was frantic that time.
"Kyoya…" Kyoya thought he almost lost his mind. Who was that? In an instant, he rose from his couch, scanning the whole place. He saw a small figure behind his study table. He knew it was a girl, probably another maid who got lost.
"Who are you? Show yourself." Kyoya grumbled, his brows wrinkling. The small figure stood straight and yes, she was small. "The kitchen's in the second floor. Use the elevator on the west wing and once you're there, walk straight. Then, when you reach the statue of the three angels, turn left. As far as I remember, it's the 4th door from the left. Wait, are you on the baking department? I heard father got a new baker."
The girl shook her head and approached Kyoya. He could tell she didn't belong to the baking department or whatever. She wore decent clothing, probably one that could be found on the luxurious collections of the Hitachiin Company. From her neck hung a silver necklace with a ruby pendant. Kyoya eyed the girl for more than five minutes. He probably didn't know what to do until the girl sat beside him and took his hands to hers. Kyoya could've sworn he felt something hot from his ears.
"Hey, who are you?" Kyoya, terrified of the girl, withdrew his hands and rubbed it against his uniform.
"Rika Yuki is my name. I'm… I'm… your fiancé." She whispered in a shy tone which made Kyoya jump out of the couch.
"Then… what are you doing here?"
"Your… your father invited me for dinner." Rika blushed as she tried to eye on Kyoya who didn't seem to care.
"It's the first time I've seen you. Hmm.." Kyoya examined her appearance. Long golden curls draped over her shoulders which matched her watery blue eyes. "Are you sure you're Rika-senpai?"
Rika was shocked. "Please, call me Rika since we're already engaged." She smiled shyly. Kyoya took out his notebook, scanned a few pages and read some of it aloud.
"Yuki Rika. 18 years-old. Transferred to Ouran High School on the start of the second semester."
"Kyoya, I'm glad you know me." Rika placed a faint smile on her face to show her appreciation to her fiancé.
"Hmm…" Kyoya brushed a hand under his chin as he continued to scan his notes. "And your real name is Yamazaki Rika. Your father died six months ago of pneumonia. Your mother has seven children including you. You lived in Kitate, a city well-known to be home to burglars and people living below poverty line. Mr. Yuki adopted you as his legal daughter just before the second semester began. And now you are the only heir to his company since his wife died some years ago." Kyoya shut the notebook closed, and threw a straight look at the girl who had teary eyes.
There was a moment of silence. Rika lowered her head and wiped her eye. She probably was crying. Then, with a fake smile, she rose from the couch and said "It was nice getting to know you, Kyoya. I guess I should leave you for a while." She walked slowly to the door, as if waiting for Kyoya to say something. And he didn't.