Her heart raced as her palms sweated. She was hot but yet cold. Anxious to end this but yet scared for it to begin. She was ready to put an end to all this and wake up tomorrow convincing herself that the whole ordeal was just a nightmare. Convince herself that she wasn't sitting in the middle of a rather large room atop of an even larger bed. Convince herself that she wasn't sitting nude with nothing but her long locks of hair covering her busts. Convince herself that she wasn't about to do the unthinkable all to keep her mother's job. Even convince herself that footsteps weren't approaching behind the door.

Shutting her eyes tight, Zadora held her nude form tight against her she heard the door knob jingle a bit. She knew it was about to happen. She knew what was coming. She knew her innocence was about to be lost. She just didn't want her fright to show.

"There she is my son." A familiar voice burned through out the airwaves. She heard the door open with a creak and Zadora jerked back slightly as she bent her head down in shame, trying not to let her sudden tears show, "Ready and waiting for you."

"Kato, I don't think this is…"

"Are you questioning my judegement Kyouya?" the voice got louder as footsteps walked towards her. She knew they were before her and could feel their burning eyes gaze upon her.

"No." his answer was simple and right to the point.

"Big brother's know best Kyouya." he let out a small chuckle, "Now enjoy her while she's submissive."

"Kato..."

"Enjoy her."

A small rumble of chuckles cascaded through out the room as the foot steps begant o fade away. The only sound that occupied the room was the sudden click of the door closing and the ticking of the clack prompted upon the blank walls. Zadora knew that she was finally alone with the youngest Ootori.

"This is Kyouya's house!?" an astonished commoner asked in disbelief.

Two sets of eyes glazed over with humor as the heads that held them nodded. "Yup. Is't it nice?"

"It's...huge!"

"Well, his beach house is larger but yea it's decent."

"Decent!?" The brunette gasped out, "This is remarkable! I never seen Kyouya sempai's house before."

An orange haired teen slightly shrugged as he reached across the gaping girl and pressed the buzzard on one of the metal gates blocking their entrance towards the manner. "Just don't act like a tourist."

"A tourist?"

"Yea. Gawking at every item remarkable you see."

"Well excuse me for thinking Kyouya's house is lovely."

"But you're acting like a tourist."

"Well sue me if I am not used to seeing three story homes."

"We would but then we couldn't get much money now would we?"

The brunette simply flashed a deathly glare towards the , now, chuckling twins way and muttered out something that sounded similiar to rich bastards. She always hated it when they got to acting like assholes. That was another reason why she desperately wanted to change project partners. Working with Kyouya was alright with her, but working with the twins was another story. They played entirely too much, didn't take much of anything seriously, probally wouldn't give two fucks about the project if Kyouya's name wasn't on the line, and they were total assholes sometimes.

"Hello?" an anamatronic voice suddenly surged through the speaker on the gate.

"Hi, is Kyouya there."

"He's in his personal wing."

"May we see him?"

"You are?"

"I'm Haruhi Fajuokia and I'm here with my friends Hikaru and Karou Hitachiin. We're here to do a project with Kyouya."

"What project is that?"

"The day in the life of. We just record what each of us do once we get out of school."

"You have one hour."

With that simple ansewer given to the three teens, the dark metallic gates began to slowly open; giving access to the manor to the general public. With a light sigh from the commoner and two grins from the twins, they began to walk towards the three story building in what was read as excitement and nervousness.