Author's Note: This story was a collaboration type-a thing. The girl I wrote it with is on DeviantArt and you can find her under the name NeonObssessed! She's pretty great! I thank her very much for her help! I had all the odd chapters and she had the even so that's that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or any of it's characters!
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Kazumi stood next to Honey-Senpai watching Mori and Misaki intently. "So we really gotta help them out..." Kazumi announced once more thinking of more ways to meddle in their love life. Honey nodded his head turning towards her.
"Good idea Zumi-chan. But how?" Kazumi turned towards him plopping down into the short perfect grass. She stared at Honey for a second stroking her imaginary beard like the immature teen she was.
"Hmm…" She snapped her fingers a plan forming in her mind. "I got it. Let everyone know…."
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Later that day Honey and Kazumi sat at the beach their heads together conniving while everyone else wandered around doing their own little thing. Tamaki was pestering Haruhi trying way to her hard to protect his 'little girl'. The twins were not far behind them messing with Tamaki. It was like some sort of annoyance train. Mori, Misaki, Takashi, and Kyoya sat not very far away from Kazumi and Honey. Every so often the four of them would cast curious glances in their direction wondering what the freak was going on.
"I think everybody will comply with the plan…Well we might have some probs with Kaoru but we can figure it out." Kazumi sighed laying down in the sand. Honey nodded his head.
"Our plan is gonna work. Then Taka-Kun and Miza-Chan will get married and have babies!" Honey exclaimed a little too loudly.
Kazumi slapped a hand over the little guy's mouth shushing him with the other hand.
"Honey you gotta be quiet or this whole plan will be screwed up!"Honey's eyes watered and his lip quivered slightly under her palm.
"I'm sorry Zumi-Chan….I ruin everything." Honey cried. Kazumi sighed pulling him up into a hug.
"No you don't. It was stupid for me to snap at you. Sometime I forget how sensitive you are." Honey snuggled his face into her neck like some sort of dog. Usually Kazumi didn't care about other people and their feelings but Honey was just so adorable hurting him would be like kicking a litter of kittens.
"Okay, so now that we have this whole thing planned out everything should go pretty smoothly. They will be couple by the end of this trip if it is the last thing I do!" Kazumi declared pounding her fist into her open palm.
"Hmm? Did you say something Kazumi?" Misaki asked looking over in her direction.
"Uhhhh….No. Not a thing." Kazumi grinned walking off towards the ocean.
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Kazumi sat on the warm sand the water lapping over her legs. Music blasted into her ears and relaxed her.
"May I join you?" Kyoya asked gingerly sitting down next to her. Kazumi raised an eyebrow looking over at him.
"Whatever." She muttered looking out at the waves.
"I'm surprised you're not typing about junk on your laptop or making graphs or doing whatever it is you do." Kyoya glanced over in her direction.
"Well it is a vacation after all." Kyoya muttered staring out into ocean letting the conversation die off. It stayed quiet for around five minutes.
"Well this isn't awkward." Kazumi grumbled casting a look over in Kyoya's direction. Kyoya smirked.
"It is only awkward if you let it be." Kyoya replied turning towards her.
"Fine. Let's talk then. Uh..." Kazumi hesitated thinking of something to ask.
"Alright, what was your childhood like?" She questioned her eyes trained on his. She hadn't really noticed before but his eyes were not that bad. They were actually quite attractive. They had this certain Je Nous Se Qua that made a girl feel like they can just fall into his dark raven colored gaze. Kazumi inwardly gagged. Wow that was disgustingly mushy.
"My childhood?" Kyoya asked looking at her curiously.
"Yup. Now spill. I am actually kind of curious." Kazumi demanded waiting for him to share.
"My childhood...Was not very pleasant. I lived in the shadows of my two older brothers. My father always looking down on me." Kyoya's face grew distant and cold as though he had never talked about this.
"I attempted everything to satisfy my father but…" Kazumi looked at him her face composed and serious.
"Oh man….That's all?" She asked rolling her eyes. Kyoya looked at her slightly surprised. He had finally opened up to someone and this is how they responded. Kyoya raised an eyebrow at her in question.
"Yeah I mean that does suck in all but that's nothing compared to mine. When I was born I had some stupid heart problems and my birth parents decided that I would probably die so they abandoned me at the hospital. Great people. I went to an orphanage until I was around six. After that they through my around from home to home. From one drunkard to the next. One drug addict then straight to another. Finally I got put in this home that was beyond incredible, I mean it was truly fantastic. I was probably around 12 when I got placed there. I thought they loved me." Kazumi sighed laying down in the sand. "I was wrong. About six months into my staying there my new family got pregnant and I became the third wheel. The extra crap that wasn't really wanted. They sent me back to the horrid orphanage place. A while after Yumiko and Arashi adopted me for real. After a bunch of legal junk I moved in with them and I have been living with them ever since. I became friends with Misaki and life became sort of normal." Kazumi yawned worn out from talking so much. To Kazumi her life story was just facts. Things she couldn't change so she just accepted them. Kyoya had been studying her while she talked listening intently.
"Well that certainly is pitiful." He stated closing back up, putting up those invisible barriers of his. Kazumi glanced over in his direction smirking.
"Indeed."
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Kazumi sat at the dinner table along with everybody else exchanging glances with Honey anxiously. Whenever the food was served Kazumi cleared her throat.
"Oh my God!" She cried out dramatically. "I totally forgot! Honey and Kyoya come with me!"Misaki looked at her slightly worried.
"What's wrong Kazumi?"Kazumi looked at her shaking her head.
"No time to explain. I need you guys to come with me!" She exclaimed pointing to the two who were standing up.
"Here let me help!" Misaki offered standing up as well.
"No!" Kazumi yelled a little rudely.
"Your help is not needed. Stay here." She commanded walking out of the room with the two boys. Misaki raised an eyebrow curiously.
"I wonder what that was about." She muttered looking back towards the others. She widened her eyes surprised.
"Where did everybody else go?" Misaki asked turning her attention to Mori the only person left in the room.
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"Ow!" Kaoru yelled as Haruhi dragged him out into the hall by his hair.
"Yes!" Kazumi pumped her fist above her head in triumph.
"Now the two just have to take a hint and talk to each other."
"Your plan is lame." Hikaru complained leaning on Haruhi's shoulder in boredom.
"Oh shut up." Kazumi growled.
"Let's just wait and see if anything happens. Follow me. We can sit and watch them from the security cameras." Everyone chased after eager to see what was happening. Privacy really wasn't something they were really familiar with.
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Misaki looked at the door in surprise. Everyone had just stood up and left! Except for Mori, of course. She let her eyes turn to him, and he looked just as befuddled as she.
"I guess … We're alone." She said slowly.
"Yeah." Mori replied, as he always did.
"I hope everything is alright." Misaki added softly, and Mori nodded. It was silent for quite some time until the servants walked out with a few trays.
"Oh, this must be a mistake. There are more people and that's not enough food at all-,"
"This was all that was prepared for tonight, Mistress Misaki." One servant said as he took the lid of the tray. The other two did the same before the group left the room. Misaki looked over everything laid out before them. It was plenty for two people but certainly not enough for nine. She noticed Mori was already placing food on his plate. It took all but a second for it to come together in Misaki's head; the random emergency, the slight nervousness in Kazumi's voice, the disappearance of everyone and the lack of food.
"They aren't coming back, are they?" she asked quietly, eyes turning up to Mori. He gave the slightest shrug of his shoulders before he shook his head.
"I didn't think so." After a moments silence, she began to put food on her own plate.
"You don't really mind, do you, Takashi?" Misaki asked with the tiniest smile. A deep, quiet chuckle came from the other side of the table, causing her cheeks to flush. Her dark brown eyes moved to meet his onyx, finding a smile there. They looked at each other for a minute before they returned to their food, beginning to eat until everything on their plates was gone.
When they were finished, a servant came out to offer dessert. Somewhere, wherever he sat, stood or lay; a certain Haninozuka squirmed. For he would not be sharing the delicious yellow cake with white, buttercream frosting and strawberries. Mori ate a rather large slice while Misaki ate a very delicate slice, as any young lady shoulder. Never too much. When that was over, their eyes met once more and Mori spoke up.
"Would you like to go on a walk?" Misaki smiled at his words, nodding her head.
"I would like that very much." He stood up, and in a few quick steps was around the table and helping Misaki out of her chair by offering a hand. She thanked him softly, taking the offering and standing. Their hands stayed connected as he led her to the back door. Mori opened the door for her as she walked through and when he came back to her side, she let go of his hand, causing slight discouragement in the young man until her arm slid through his. Mori looked down at her in surprise, but Misaki was careful to keep her eyes elsewhere. Mori adjusted so they could walk comfortably, arm in arm.
It was a cool fall evening, though it was September so the days were still hot. They were lucky to have such a perfect temperature to walk around in. Mori and Misaki took the lit and paved path towards the lake. Both were too embarrassed and shy to speak up and say something to the other and so their silent walk continued. They climbed up the stairs that led over the hill. Misaki smiled when the lake came into view, leaning slightly towards Mori.
"It's so lovely … It feels like forever since I've seen the lake." She murmured.
"It's been even longer since you've seen it, I bet." She added quietly. Mori looked down at her, his eyes trailing over her features before he began to walk again. Misaki walked along beside him without a word, her eyes fixed on the lake as it sparkled in the moonlight. She blinked when they stopped and looked from the lake, to Mori and then the park bench he had stopped in front of. Misaki sat down on the wood and he followed suit, seeing as they were still connected.
"Did you ever think we would see each other again?" she asked quietly.
"I thought you were gone from me forever." She stared out at the lake still, but Misaki felt his eyes move back to her.
"We were so young; I think it is kind of crazy that I can remember anything at all. But I do." Letting out a small sigh, she looked back up at him, smiling sweetly.
"I guess we're pretty lucky, huh?" Mori blinked as he looked at her, his eyes trained to her pretty face.
"Yeah." He replied, though much quieter than usual. Instead of looking away, the two found themselves locked in each other's gazes. Slowly Mori leaned forward and Misaki held completely still, letting her eyes start to droop closed. Mori was so close she could feel his breath on her skin. There was a moment of hesitation before he sealed their lips together, causing butterflies to erupt inside of her and make her feel dizzy. Misaki rested a hand on his jaw, leaning up into him.
When Mori pulled away, Misaki looked dazed and confused. She let her eyes open so she could look up at him, her heart hammering away in her chest.
"T-Takashi …" he looked bashful, his cheeks aflame and his eyes directed away from her now.
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"OH MY LORDIE! HOLY COW!" Kazumi yelled jumping around in excitement. Did they just kiss? Kazumi squealed a little doing a dance. Everyone looked at her eyebrows raised. Honey grinned and started jumping around with Kazumi. He grabbed her hands a started singing some sort of song.
"Misaki and Mori! They just kissed! Yes they just kissed! They kissed with their lips! Now they will date! And eat lots of cake!Then have babiesss!" Kazumi giggled at his song. It was just so adorable.
"Okay guys. Mission accomplished. Now go do whatever you wanna." She smiled at everyone and they returned the grin. Well everyone except for Kaoru. He looked more than displeased. Kazumi rolled her eyes and walked out of the small security room. Time to go hang out at the beach some more. Something about the waves colliding with the shore, the faint smell of salt, and the way the gritty sand squirmed between your toes just appealed to her.
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Kazumi stood in the ocean letting the tide clash into her feet. What a perfect day. Mori and Misaki were finally together…ish. Plus she got to spend the whole day at the beach.
"May I join you?" Kyoya asked coming up next to her.
"Again? Jeez you must really like me." She teased turning towards him. "I'm surprised
you're not sick of me yet." Kyoya chuckled slightly.
"I like your realism. It is somewhat refreshing. Most people are oblivious to reality and the harsh truth of the world. It's nice to talk to someone else who is in tune with reality." Kazumi shrugged.
"I guess I am just cool like that." She smirked turning examining him. He was in his swim trunks and his chest was very much exposed. Kazumi would be lying to herself if she said he wasn't attractive. But for some reason Kazumi just really did not want to like him. It was like every fiber of her being was against it. Yet there was this little voice in the deepest crevice of her mind saying 'What if…' What if she let herself like him? What if he started liking her back? What if she let her guard down and he hurt her? What if she fell in love? Kazumi blushed slightly thinking. No. She could not let herself open up like that. Not when there was the chance that she could get broken and crushed by the cruel world that she was so 'In tune' with. Kyoya watched her intently.
"Are you alright?" He inquired. Kazumi nodded and gave a half hearted smile.
"Course."