"Now all you need to do is pass German… And if you don't Kiyomi, I will personally hurt you" Amaya added rolling her eyes as Kiyomi smirked at her.

"No… I think you'll secretly thank me for the chance to be Kyoya's maid" Kiyomi smirked wiggling her eyebrows teasingly, making Amaya roll her eyes.

However, Amaya was blushing slightly as she turned away from Kiyomi, pretending to be angry.

"I know you better than that Amaya…" Kiyomi scolded as she walked around her friend to catch the girl's blush. "AH-HA! Just remember no sex" Kiyomi sing-songed.

"Key-oh-me!" Amaya whined, shoving her friend and ducking her head.

Amaya smirked slightly as she looked at Kyoya and raised her eyebrows. "I most certainly am not wearing that" She told him looking at the French maid outfit with contempt.

Kyoya smirked at her in such a way that she blushed. "There's no reason to be shy," He murmured chuckling as he pulled her close. "However, if you refuse to wear it you won't fully be my maid, so I don't know how well I'll teach Kiyomi German" He taunted.

Amaya rolled her eyes still blushing "Jerk!" She muttered laughing softly. She knew that'd he teach Kiyomi whether or not she wore the outfit. She grumbled slightly as she moved out of his arms, smirking slightly. "As you wish, mi' lord" She told him bowing before grabbing the outfit and walking into the restroom to change.

The fact that it fit perfectly made her twitch slightly, the skirt part barely reached the middle of her thigh, and the fish net leggings were annoying, but what made her laugh were the stilettos. She walked out wearing the revealing outfit and raised an eyebrow.

"And how exactly am I supposed to work in this?" She asked.

Kyoya blinked slightly, he hadn't actually expected her to put it on, much less had he realized just how good it would look on her. For a few seconds he hadn't even been able to form a coherent sentence.

The Theater of Kyoya's Mind
Kyoya smirked and pulled Amaya to him kissing her roughly on the lips in answer to her question before smirking. "You are never leaving my sight again" He murmured in her ear, making her giggle and pulled her into his arms, picking her up bridal style. He called the airport and got his jet ready, before calling the limo and telling it to meet him in front of the house.

Kyoya took Amaya into the limo and ravished her with kisses before they got to plane.

"Where are we going?" Amaya would ask him breathlessly. Kyoya smirked at her.

"Away. We're going to my private Island where I shall keep you from any other man, and never have to share you"

End Theater

"Kyoya~" Amaya sing-songed snapping him out of his thoughts and making him groan.

"Minx" He whispered as he kissed her gently.

Amaya blinked. "I didn't do anything" She reminded him. She had to laugh seeing him space out and then seeing his reaction. "It was you who wanted me to dress like this" She added.

Kyoya smirked at her again making her blush. She gasped softly as he pulled her against himself and kissed down her neck teasingly. Amaya laughed and struggled out of his grip. "Stop it!" She complained giggling.

"You're mine remember" Kyoya teased slightly.

"I know this, but do you really have to be as perverted as the twins?" Amaya asked laughing.

"Of course. I am a guy after all" He told her, making her laugh.

"I would hope you're a guy" Amaya said making Kyoya chuckle as well.

I attempted to pull myself away from Hikaru and Kaoru to no avail as I wanted to go see how Amaya was coming along with her new job. I had convinced Kaoru to stay behind, but Hikaru insisted. Hikaru wrapped his arms around my waist as I tried to walk down the hall and I giggled. "Hikaru," I said, "Not in the hall."

The Theater of Hikaru's Mind!

No sooner had the words left her lips; I pulled her into the closest classroom. I shut and locked to door and pinned her to the wall with her arms above her head. Her cheeks were bright red with a blush and she was breathing heavily. I pressed my lips to hers and she kissed me back with as much vigor as I had expected from her.

I released her arms to place my hand on her hips, almost instantly her hands were entwined with my hair and trying to pull me closer. I lifted her up slightly and she wrapped her legs around my waist causing the skirt of her dress to rise well above her knees. Kiyomi put her hands on mine and moved them until they were well up her thighs. Suddenly she broke the kiss and looked at me, her greens eyes filled with lust and longing.

I moved my mouth to her neck making her let out a low moan into my ear, "Hikaru."

End!

I snapped my fingers in front of Hikaru's face since he had stopped walking and seemed to be in some sort of hypnotic trance. I placed my hand on his cheek and rubbed it with my thumb. "Hikaru?" I asked for at least the third time now. He seemed to be aware of what was going on now, but at the same time surprised as to how close I was.

He placed his hand on mine and I dropped my hand from his face to start pulling him down the hall again, but he didn't move and pulled me back toward him. I put my hands on his chest for support and looked up at him with a smile. "Do you have other plans, Mr. Hitachiin?" I asked.

"I could think of many, many things I would love to do right now…" He said as he leaned his forehead against mine. I laughed and closed the distance between us as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"In the hallway!" I jumped away from Hikaru as soon as I heard the words, not paying attention to the voice. I turned around with my hands up in both surrender and as an apology. Then what I was seeing hit me.

"Oh my God…" I whispered as I took in how Amaya looked in her full on French maid outfit. It was extremely short and the neckline wasn't all that high either. In short, she looked like a slut and yet she seemed to pull it off somehow.

"You can pick your jaw up from the floor anytime Kiyomi," she said as she crossed her arms which accentuated her already exposed cleavage.

I looked at Hikaru, he too was staring at her and I couldn't even be mad. "Amaya, I think I finally understand the mind of a teenaged boy…" I said as I looked back at her. She rolled her eyes at me and I wasn't sure how I noticed since (I'll admit) I was staring at her cleavage. She seemed to notice that and dropped her arms to her sides.

"Kiyomi, I can't believe you were just staring at my boobs!" She said more surprised than angry.

"But they're just, there! How can I not stare at them? You must really love me to wear that in front of people…" I crossed the rest of the distance that was between us and hugged her.

"Please let go, it's awkward hugging anyone when I am half naked." I let go of her and laughed.

"That is plenty more than half… trust me." She lightly hit my arm and I laughed. "But somehow, you can actually pull that look off. Who knew?" I asked with a shrug.

"If I could run in these shoes, you would be dead," she threatened. I looked at Kyoya who stood next to her.

"I knew this was to fulfill some sexual fantasy." He glared at me and I simply gave him a wink. Amaya however, caught the wink and slipped off her shoes. I ran over to Hikaru and he held his arms open for me. "Amaya and her boobs are going to hurt me!" I said into his chest. I heard him laugh and looked up at him.

He was looking back down at me, "She didn't move." I looked over my shoulder and sure enough, there she was with her shoes back on and grinning smugly. I smiled as I realized what had just happened. I learned that I trust Hikaru to protect me.

I pulled away from Hikaru as much as I could, which wasn't very far. He held onto me from behind and around my waist with his chin resting on my shoulder. I put my hands on his, where they rested on my stomach. "Come on, we can't stand out here all day, right?" Amaya gave me a horrified look. "If anybody asks, you lost a bet. Which technically, you did," I said with a smile.

She stuck her tongue out at me and continued walking down the hall in the direction of the club room. Hikaru kissed my neck one more time before we followed behind her and Kyoya. "Hey Amaya, guess what?" She glanced over her shoulder, seemingly unsure as to if she really wanted to know or not. "Looks good from back here too," I said with a wink.

"Oh, hush," she said over her shoulder. At the doors to the club, she stopped and looked at the handle. "Kiyomi, can you go in first?"

"But you're the maid? Since when do maids ask others to do things for them?" I asked jokingly as I stepped in front of her to open the door and walk in first. I stopped just as I entered. "Now introducing, Master Ootori and his lovely," I accidentally let out a giggle as I said lovely, "maid, Miss Kanato!" I announced eloquently to the other Hosts. All of their jaws dropped as I stepped aside revealing Amaya. Suddenly, I felt terrible. I knew she didn't like being that unclothed in front of a lot of people, no matter who they were. Because there were no guests yet, I stepped in front of her and out of their view.

"I'm so sorry Amaya! I was being selfish. I shouldn't have made you do this," I unzipped the back of my uniform earning myself some strange looks from the guys and a more than disapproving one from Tamaki. I kicked my shoes off and pulled of the uniform. I didn't care that I was left in a pair of shorts (I always wear them under dresses of any kind, just on case) and my bra. I knelt down and made her step into it and pulled it up. She looked into my eyes.

"It's okay Kiyomi," she said offering me and undeserving smile. I shook my head and motioned of her to slip her arms out of the maid costume. She did and slipped her arms through the uniform. I went behind her and unzipped the costume, then pulled up the skirt to be able to pull the costume down. Lastly, I zipped up the uniform and had her take off the fishnets and stilettos so she could put on my knee-highs, unfortunately, my shoes were a little too small for her.

"I'm sorry Amaya." I looked at Kyoya. "I don't care if you teach me German or not, I shouldn't have made my best friend do something I knew she would be uncomfortable with."

"And you're comfortable being in your underwear?" He asked ignoring anything important I had just said.

I shrugged. "It doesn't bother me. It's like wearing a swimsuit, but, you know, not. I'd rather Amaya be happy."

"If I remember correctly, you are the one that allowed her to walk in here like that," he retorted. I nodded.

"I did, but I corrected my mistake without having to make her show any more than she had already been showing." Amaya wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. "Why did you agree to that Amaya? Why did you let me talk you into it?"

She smiled. "I was worried about you. I do remember how bad your mom was the last time you failed a class. I did it for you." I felt tears sting my eyes and I hugged her back.

"Amaya?"

"Yeah?"

"You smell really good," I said. She laughed. "What are you wearing?"

She laughed harder and dropped to her knees as she held her stomach. "Whatever it is that you usually wear!" She said from her giggle fit.

"What?" I felt myself blush as I remembered that she was wearing my uniform, therefore whatever perfume I had been wearing was on her. "I am an idiot. I told you my memory was worse than a goldfish!"

Amaya smiled at Kiyomi and laughed before shaking her head and grabbing the maid costume back. "Actually, it's okay. I did agree to do this, and I already let the hosts see me. What's a few more guys and a lot of girls? Besides, Kyoya is my master" She added laughing.

"Amaya" Kiyomi muttered, confused. Amaya simply smirked and pulled her friend into the other room. She changed quickly, tossing Kiyomi back the dress. "Are you sure?" Kiyomi asked sounding slightly hesitant as they both finished changing.

"Of course. A maid never disobeys her master's orders. At least not directly" Amaya said with a wink.

"What are you talking about?" Kiyomi asked.

Amaya merely shrugged and walked out of the room. By this time the guests had arrived. Amaya wasn't thrilled, but she was going to do this.

"AMAYA! MOMMY WHAT DID YOU DO! HOW COULD YOU MAKE OUR DAUGHTER DRESS LIKE THIS?" Tamaki shouted in a panic.

She laughed "Tamaki calm down. It's all part of the deal

She laughed "Tamaki calm down. It's all part of the deal. I promised to be Kyoya's maid, and it was his order. Nothing more, nothing less" Amaya said grinning as she felt Kyoya's curious eyes on her. She walked over to him and bowed her head slightly. "Mi' Lord," She greeted.

Kyoya rolled his eyes at her. "So you plan to wear that to host in then?" He asked smirking at her.

"Of course not! A maid is never on the same status level as her superiors. I plan to merely help, make the tea and such" Amaya told him smiling

Kyoya merely rolled his eyes slightly, but she knew that he wouldn't do much more with guests there. She walked over and grabbed the tea tray, walking over to where Kiyomi was seated and talking with a few males cheerily. Amaya smirked slightly at Kiyomi and leaned down setting the tray in front of them and winking at Kiyomi.

"Is there anything I can get you guys?" Amaya asked raising her eyebrow's crossing her arms under her chest, slightly uncomfortable. She probably hadn't thought this through as much as she should have, it took the guys a few seconds before they were able to shake their heads no. Then one turned to Kiyomi.

"Hey Kiyomi…" The guy asked looking at her "Will you be wearing an outfit like that?" He asked.

Hikaru stood up "Definitely not" He said firmly, smirking slightly.

"Yeah, our mom designed it specially for Amaya, because she lost a bet" Kaoru added.

Tamaki nodded "None of my daughters are supposed to dress like this, but I had no say in the matter today" Tamaki said dramatically, making Haruhi roll her eyes as she realized he had included her in that statement as well.

A few of the female guests got annoyed but most of them were simply amused by the happenings. The group went back to hosting, Amaya flitting about the room and pausing to speak with a few guys here there as they stopped her. It was normal, until she noticed that there were more guys there than usual, and they basically all looking at her. She merely continued on like nothing was wrong, though she was still unhappy about the outfit, when she glanced back Kyoya's face made it all worthwhile.

He glared at her slightly, making her laugh softly, and walk over to him. "What troubles you mi' lord?" She asked lightly as he continued to keep his eyes narrowed fractionally at her.

"Nothing is troubling me Amaya" He replied tartly, and Amaya knew he was pissed, but it was so damn worth it. He was the one who had wanted her to wear the skimpy outfit in the first place, it was almost like he had forgotten about the host club activities. Just then what Kaoru had said hit her. Their mom had made this. Which meant…There was no way that it been made in under three hours.

Now she was pissed. How exactly had Kyoya planned on getting her in this in the first place? And then she blanched. It had probably been the twins idea…And if Kyoya had one, then they probably had something very similar for Kiyomi back at their house. She looked over at Kiyomi with a look akin to horror as she wondered if Kiyomi had figured out what she had. She blinked and smiled as Kiyomi looked her way, walking back over to the girl and placing her hands on her friend's smirked slightly as she just stood there watching Kyoya continually glance up at her.

Kyoya couldn't believe Amaya! That little minx had come out wearing the outfit and he thought nothing of it. It wasn't until she had talked to the guys at Kiyomi's table that it kicked in. And he could tell by her looks she had known exactly how this would play out. What really made him mad though was being unable to do anything about the guys staring at his Amaya.

He had been in a rather trance-like state after seeing her. It was all those stupid teenage hormones clouding his judgment. Normally he would have seen what Amaya had been planning but this time he hadn't, and he sure as hell wished he had. He also wanted to kill both Amaya and all of the guys staring at her.

And she knew it too; he could see it in her eyes she was enjoying every single minute of his jealousy. And yet that stop him from being jealous. It should have, he told himself. He was just giving her what she wanted. But it didn't help, knowing that other guys were staring at what was his. He couldn't wait for this damn club day to be over with.

He sighed in relief as the guests were finally all gone, walking over to Amaya and pulling her into his arms "Why you little" He muttered as he nuzzled into her neck, nipping the skin slightly so he left a mark. He held her tightly as she laughed at him. Kyoya rolled his eyes "I'm not kidding Amaya, go put your clothes back on" he added as he smirked at her slightly.

"Someone's jealous~" Kiyomi sing-songed as she stuck her tongue out at him Kyoya glared at her slightly.

"Do you want to learn German or not?" He asked adjusting his glasses. He smirked as she nodded and sat down across from her, as she pulled out her stuff trying to teach it to her. He pulled Amaya on to his lap as she came over to watch them. He smirked as Hikaru and Kaoru sat by Kiyomi, pulling her close as all of them tried to help teach Kiyomi.

She knew this stuff, Kyoya could tell, it was keeping her interest enough to help her remember it that was hard. But with the help from Hikaru, Kaoru and Amaya she had finally started to get it.

"Kiyomi, that is not German," Kyoya told me just after I had attempted to say something. I nodded as I opened my book to look for the paper that had the sentence on it.

"It says and I quote, "Tell someone how you are feeling," I did that!" He slipped his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes in the process. I giggled and he opened his eyes slightly. "Sorry, that just reminded me of my dad…" I trailed off. "Right, not the time."

"Repeat the last sentence you said," he instructed.

I nodded and thought of the last thing I had said. "Estoy muy cansado y sintiendo como lontananza mí mismo porque esto es imposible."

"That's exactly what I thought you had said. Now try it in German. "

It took me a second to realice what he was talking about about. "Damn it! Stupid Spanish imparing my language learning skills!" I searched through all the German in my head and separated it from the Spanish that sat up there. "Ich bin sehr müde und ich fühlen wie bahnt mich, weil dies unmöglich ist."

He glared at me for a second for he completely understood what I had said. "It's probably best that Amaya didn't understand that." She looked at him with a confused expression.

"What did she say?" She asked. He didn't answer her, so she looked at me and repeated her question, "What did you say?"

"I said that I really want Kyoya for myself and I can't believe that he chose you over me." She narrowed her eyes at me, not out of jealousy for me having said that, but because she knew I didn't really say it. "And since when do you know enough German to know when I'm lying about what I had just said?"

"Since never, but I know you."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Fine, I said that I am very tired and feel like offing myself because this is impossible." She looked like she was about to jump off of Kyoya's lap as she heard what I had said, but he held her close.

"But you did say it in perfect German, you really don't need the help do you?" Kyoya asked me.

I let out a nervous laugh. "Of course I do! Do you think I would fail on purpose? I just don't need help speaking or writing it… I need help focusing. Which as you have noticed, I cannot do."

"Why didn't you say that in the first place?" He asked again. I couldn't help the smirk that formed on my lips.

"Aren't you supposed to know everything? Oh, fearful Shadow King?" He didn't answer me and Amaya said something to him that sounded something like, "She does have a point…"

I smiled at her and Kaoru pulled me over onto his lap. He and Hikaru hadn't really been doing much while I was trying to do my homework, so I giggled as he did so. "You're so cute when you're trying to be a good student." I giggled again as he kissed me.

"But it's so hard!"

Amaya laughed as she said, "That's what she said!"

I felt myself blush as I covered my face and laughed. "Amaya! I thought we agreed we would stop that?" She shrugged and smiled.

"How could I not do it? It was right there dangling in my face!"

"That's what she said," I mumbled.

"Who is this this girl and why does she keep saying things?" Tamaki asked, clearly confused. Haruhi leaned over and whispered something into his ear. From the look on his face, it was the explanation.

"MY DAUGHTERS SHOULD NOT KNOW WHAT THAT IS!" He shouted dramatically. Amaya and I looked at each other and laughed.

"When would you expect us to know? When we're forty year old virgins?" Amaya asked. I cleared my throat and she gave me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, I meant when Haruhi and I are forty year old virgins?"

I rolled my eyes. "It is not the age that matters," I said.

"Yeah, I know, but still. Everyone has to know eventually. No one can be sheltered forever."

"Unfortunately," Tamaki and I said at the exact same time. We looked at each other in disbelief.

A huge grin showed on his face. "I knew there was something I like about you!"

Kaoru tightened his hold on me, probably more out of instinct than out of a fear that Tamaki would sweep me away. "Okay, now that Tamaki knows that we all know what sex is, can we go somewhere that is not this building?" I asked.

It wasn't too late, so we all went over to Hikaru and Kaoru's house. They said they had a surprise for me and that caused Amaya to give me a strange look that I didn't understand. The ride there was normal, but as we went through the house, something seemed off to me. I gripped their hands tighter. "It's so quiet," I said.

"Yeah, it's like this most of the time," Hikaru said.

"Especially since both Mom and Dad are out of town right now," Kaoru added.

I tried to imagine growing up in a house this quiet and calm; I couldn't. I stopped moving and wrapped an arm around both of their necks. "How long are they going to be gone?" I asked quietly.

"Two weeks," they replied together. I let them go and smiled. "What?"

I could feel my smile grow. "I'm staying with you two until then," I announced. Amaya was the first one to object to my announcement.

"Kiyomi, imagine what your mother would think!" She said trying to convince me to change my mind.

I shook my head. "I don't care what that bitch thinks about me anymore. She's obviously already demoted me to barely worth more to her than dirt. Plus," I pulled them closer to me and they put their arms around my waist, "I trust them."

Amaya's look of disapproval changed to one of happiness. "I knew it would work," she said more to herself. Then she looked at the twins with a hostile look in her eye. "If you two hurt her, I will kill you and make it look like an accident. Believe me, I can do that."

"Amaya," I said. She looked at me. "We could think of something more entertaining than just murder, if by some chance we are caught, at least make it for something more. Like kidnapping, torture, and murder."

"I can't believe you just called all of that entertaining…" She seemed to have rethought her words. "Actually, I can't believe I thought I couldn't believe that."

Hikaru and Kaoru pulled me closer and whispered, "We wouldn't even think about hurting you Kiyomi." Suddenly, they let me go and started pulling me down the hall and then up some stairs.

"Um, where are we going?" I asked.

Kaoru looked over his shoulder at me. "We have a surprise for you." I was both curious and slightly scared as to what this surprise was going to be.

They pulled my into a room that had a bunch of different fabrics and clothing sketches lying around. I had never been one to care much about fashion, but even I was in awe of everything that was around me. Kaoru ducked into a back room while Hikaru held me close to him. "So what do you think?"

I stepped away from him and went to a table that held what looked to be new designs for their mother's new line. "These are amazing!" I said excitedly. Suddenly, Kaoru came back from the room and he was carrying a dress bag.

"This is your surprise!" They said as they began to slowly unzip the bag.

I held my hands up, "Wait!" They stopped and looked at me. "It's not a French maid costume is it?" They shook their heads no and continued unzipping the bag.

"Wait, you want me to actually wear that?" I asked, shocked beyond all belief.

They dropped the bag to the floor and held the outfit up by the hanger. "Please? For us?" I sighed and took it from them as I headed into the backroom to change. In that room was a pair of white thigh-high tights and a black pair of Converse. I shed off my school uniform and in a sense put on another one. I pulled on the red plaid skirt that had to have been shorter than Amaya's had been and then pulled on the tights and shoes. I slid my arms through the three-quarter sleeves of the white button down top. The top showed off my stomach and only buttoned up enough to just barely cover my bra. Lastly, I put on the tie that matched the skirt.

Just to add to the outfit, I found two hair-ties and put my hair up into pigtails as best I could with the length. I admired myself quickly in the mirror and then skipped out of the room back to my perverted twins. The others had since entered the room were sitting or standing at various points in the room.

As soon as I stopped skipping, everyone was looking directly at me. "Is it terrible to admit that I kinda like it?" I asked just about anyone that would answer me.

Amaya stared at me, probably similar to how I stared at her earlier. "I think I know what you meant earlier, Kiyomi," she said. Then I realized that she was staring at my chest. "It actually looks like you have boobs now."

She took a few steps closer to me and poked the massive amount of cleavage that was showing. "Is this real?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "No, I got a fifteen second boob-job. Of course they're real!" She poked my actual boob next and I just rolled my eyes again. "Will you stop touching my boobs? It' weird." She let out a nervous laugh and dropped her hand.

"MY DAUGHTER SHOULD DEFINITELY NOT BE WEARING THAT!" Tamaki said freaking out.

"If you break anything in here, Mom will kill you," Hikaru and Kaoru said plainly. Honestly, I was a little disappointed that they seemed to be ignoring me after they had been the ones that wanted me to wear this.

Even Amaya had gotten a reaction out of Kyoya without having to even blink.

Amaya's cell phone ringed and she had to get home to Kirara and as she left, so did everyone else. Once they were gone, I called home to tell Gabriel where I would be for the next two weeks and he said he would have the driver bring me come clothes for my stay. I sat on a couch in the living room staring at my phone when they finally decided to even acknowledge me again.

Hikaru sat on my left and Kaoru sat on my right. "You guys made me wear this, and then you didn't even care…" I said. Hikaru took my face in his hand and met my lips with his as he kissed me deeply. I tangled my hands through his hair trying to deepen it even more. I felt Kaoru kissing up and down my neck.

Hikaru broke the kiss and before I really had a chance to catch my breath, Kaoru had claimed my lips for himself as Hikaru took Kaoru's place at my neck. "Of course we care, but we couldn't do this while everybody was still here," Hikaru said against my neck. I smiled as I continued kissing Kaoru.

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