!!BREAKING NEWS!!

I do not, and never have had owned Ouran High School Host Club! I only own the idea of this fanfic and the OC characters!!

This Chapter is for fun, Monique's first day at the Ootori mansion! How will she kick it off with Kyoya as her new younger brother? haha you'll now see, lol

thank you, now enjoy! :)- Monique

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Those Eyes

Chapter 5: Monique vs. Kyoya

(Normal POV)

Round 1: Don't wake up the Shadow King!

Monique woke up to the sound of birds chirping and sunlight outside a very large window. She creeped open her eyes to see what was disturbing her sleep to find a ceiling to floor balcony window with a tree off the edge of it. Monique blinked confused as she studied her surroundings. There was a modern dresser a couple feet to her right from the bed, a couple of white couches in front of the bed with a chest being served as a coffee table, long lavender drapes pulled to the side of the wide window and in the middle of it all, a curious and nervous Monique in the middle of a huge bed with lavender blankets pulled over half her body and countless white pillows around her. The girl looked down and saw that somebody had changed her. Instead of the blue uniform of Ouran Academy, she was wearing a purple sleeping outfit of purple silk shorts and a silky purple top that grabbed her curves perfectly, but was strangely comfortable. She had also found her hair messy/neatly pulled back to a loose ponytail, she felt as if Princess Jasmine from Aladdin when she ran to a full length mirror to check if she was harmed. But instead of coming face-to-face with her normal sleeping clothes that only consisted of an oversized shirt and boxers, she saw a beautiful beauty that she didn't believe was her.

Soon after catching her breath, and finally remembering the contents of the day before, she suddenly got light headed, but had an idea of where she was at. She was at the Ootori estate, no doubt.

'Damn rich people, but I must say, they know how to make a girl feel like a beautiful woman.' Monique thought as she looked down at her outfit. She had found herself sitting on one of the white couches closest to the wide window, looking out at what the estate had to offer, at least to what she saw so far. She could see a fountain surrounded with different colors of flowers, a gray and white pathway that, from her view, started from behind the tree, and little blue birds chirping at eachother as if in conversation. It felt like she was in a fairytale as Monique pulled the scenery in. If this was just outside her bedroom window, what else could there be?

Monique stood up, figuring she better find her new younger brother, Kyoya, to at least touch base with everything and everyone. Monique found herself walking a long hallway that seemed to have a large window within every meter. Monique had managed to find the closet, and after searching what felt like the seven seas, had just played over with a white tank top and cupris, letting her hair fall down her back with the natural curls were following her as if the wind and stopped every time she'd look through a door, trying to find Kyoya.

'Where are all the damn servents? Aren't rich people suppose to have servents and butlers and stuff? They've certainly gotten ahold of the lifestyle-just not the people, then again, it is only 8 A.M, maybe they're not here yet.' Monique thought frustrated of already searching almost ten rooms.

Monique then opened a door, to a similar room that was on the other side of the estate compared to her room, just the opposite and only in black, silver and white.

"Kyoya?" Monique whispered out, trying to see if Kyoya was occupying the room. She could see the bed ahead of her, a large bump was under the covers, most likely Kyoya. She tip toed to the side of the bed, getting a glimpse of the sleeping boy.

Bingo.

It was Kyoya, just without his glasses. Monique was in awe at the handsome young man, but snapped out of it. 'He's my brother now!' she thought harshly to herself, 'none of that will be allowed, Monique, behave!' A voice rang in the back of her mind. Monique touched the boys' face as she whispered out his name. "Kyoya?" She asked steadily. Kyoya stirred a bit, but other then that, hadn't really reacted. Monique repeated the gesture, this time, making Kyoya stir and open an eye, an onyx eye. Monique blinked as she saw the face of Kyoya.

"What're you doing here?" Kyoya mumbled, but had a growl to it. Monique blinked again.

'Obviously NOT a morning person.' Monique thought to herself.

"I was....just, uhm....wanted to touch base with this whole thing...." Monique's voice came out shakey and had trailed off at the end. Kyoya sat up, glarring at the girl.

"Do you know what time it is?!" He growled out. Monique gulped. 'Gotta be strong, or he's just going to look at you as if a weak girlish child!' Monique preped herself.

"As a matter of fact, I do know the time. It's 8 A.M, just in case you didn't know." Monique was surprised at how strong she had became to the young Ootori.

"Monique, I was up till 5 A.M this morning, I don't think you want to test my patience," Came the growl of the Shadow King.

"Well, who's fault is that? You can't be asleep all day, come on!" Monique said, pulling at Kyoya's hand. As she made contact, Kyoya growled and pulled his hand away.

"Go away, I'm going back to sleep!" He yelled at the girl, plopping down on his bed. Monique blinked, but didn't back down. She pulled at the covers, revealing his bare chest, causing the girl to blush slightly, and pause. Kyoya opened his eyes to the new found cold that was taking over his body. "I'd give those back if I were you, Monique. Just because you're my sister now, doesn't mean you get any special treatments," Kyoya growled, looking up at the slightly blushing girl. He blinked then smirked at the girl, now knowing what had caused her to blurr out.

"What is it Monique?" Kyoya asked with slight amusment and curiosity. 'Why's she looking at me like that? Yeah, I thought she was attractive from the moment I saw her, but now she's my sister, if anything happened, it would be like incest. But...then again, we're not blood related, just by powers of the government and fifty page long papers and contracts...No, Kyoya! Think straight!' Kyoya mentally slapped himself. 'She looks cute with that blush across her face, and that tank top shows her cleavage just nicely..." His thoughts were interupted when Monique threw a shirt and pants at the boy.

"You're only wearing boxers and your 'little friend' came to visit this morning. Now put these on, we're leaving." Monique ordered the Ootori.

Kyoya blinked, looked down, and slightly blushed, quickly covering his problem.

"Oh! And don't forget to take a cold shower, Kyoya! I heard it helps!!" The girl yelled out from the hallway. Kyoya's blush deepend, 'Interesting first day for the new Ootori,' he thought as he walked to the shower, well intended to fix the problem he was facing between his legs.

"But I wouldn't mind waking up to that everyday, no matter how early." He chuckled as he stepped into the nice cold shower.

Monique: 01 Kyoya: 00

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Round 2: Making Breakfast

Kyoya grabbed ahold of his cell phone, knowing the twins were planning on coming over to meet with the club and to take Monique as their model over to their house to try on their new "Commoners" clothing line. Kyoya sat at the dining room table, waiting for his breakfast when he saw Monique come out of the kitchen, her breakfast at hand. Kyoya looked at her confused as she sat next to him with a plateful of food.

"How'd you get that?" Kyoya asked casually. He had been waiting fro a good twenty minutes for his food, but Monique just walked in and out within ten. Monique looked up at the boy, confused.

"I made it." She said simply as she forked some eggs and bacon.

"You know we have maids here to help. Plus, they can make five star foods." Kyoya replied, continuing to type on his laptop, but also continuing his wait for food. He heard Monique chuckle, but didn't look up when he asked, "What's so amusing, Monique?"

Monique stuffled up her laughter. "You can't even make your own food, how helpless can you be?" She said while continuing to laugh. Kyoya had taken it as a challenge.

"I can make my food as well as the next guy. I just choose not to." Kyoya said, knowing Monique would take the bait.

"hm....Kyoya, if I understand correctly, it sounds like you're challenging me. But yet, here you are, still waiting for your food while I've got mine." Monique announced smuggly. Kyoya froze.

Kyoya pushed himself from the table and headed towards the kitchen, Monique smiling, but quickly finishing her food and running after Kyoya.

"Please, if you'd please, stop cooking! I'll be making my own breakfast this morning!" Kyoya announced to the whole kitchen staff. The many people at the burners, fryers, the fridge and everywhere else in between, looked at the young man, puzzled.

"I'll still be paying you without your services today, I'll be cooking my own for today." Kyoya said as her turned to Monique as all the staff left. Monique smirked, causing Kyoya's face to fall.

"So, Kyoya, by the way it sounded, you are to be making your own food today. All 24 hours, huh? Do you even know what you're going to make for yourself for lunch and dinner?" Monique asked mocking his competativness, but so far, she was winning, and he knew.

"I don't like planning ahead, Monique, it's a waste of time, things could go wrong, you know." Kyoya said smoothly, completely covering his horrored expression a few moments before.

"Oh really, Kyoya? It seems to me that you are the kind of man to be ahead of schedule." Monique smirked. Kyoya ignored the comment and started for the fridge, pulling out eggs, mushroom, green pepper, onions, sausage, bacon, cheese and milk.

Monique watched the dark haired man roam around the kitchen, getting together what her thought he'd need. Soon, Monique sat on top of the counter, and Kyoya beside her with all his ingredients and dishes he thought he'd need. Monique studied the ingredients.

"You're going to try to make an omelete." She simply stated, making Kyoya freeze. 'How'd she know?' Kyoya asked himself.

"Just by the ingredients you've gotten together." It was as if she was in his mind now. It was usually Kyoya who was in people's minds, not the other way.

Kyoya continued with his task, thinking of what went first. Monique smiled, secretly congratulating

the young Ootori as he grabbed the eggs and bowl, but held back a smile as he threw in the complete egg, covering it with a half bowl of milk, and stirred it with a fork, breaking the eggs open in the mixture. He had turned on the oven, having an omelete pan on top of a burner, melteing butter.

'Well, he did one thing right..' Monique said in her mind. She then saw the young Ootori chopping up the ingredients and throwing the uncooked sausage in the mixture that were in each side of the omelete pan, then flipping the pan shut. A few minutes later, Kyoya came smiling to Monique. Monique looked at the plate in his hands, seeing the egg shells in the yellow egg.

"See, I told you that I could make my own breakfast." Kyoya smuggly smiled. Monique smirked.

"Now eat it." She said, giving Kyoya an evil look. Kyoya grasped a fork and said,

"No problem." The boy dug his fork into the omelete, cuting a piece out for himself. Monique eyed the pieces of pink sausage, white egg shells, limp bacon and unwashed mushrooms that took over the boys fork. Kyoya stuffed the fork full into his mouth, chewing down, but then stopped, Monique smirking. Kyoya put the plate down on the counter and ran to the sink, spitting out his creation. Monique looked over Kyoya's shoulder as he spat out his breakfast fork full. The boy washed his mouth and looked at Monique. The boy never lost, he always won.

"Well, it seems that I'm the winner, since my breakfast is still in me, and not in the sink." Monique said simply, but pated Kyoya's shoulder.

"Since food is such a big thing in a person's life, I don't think I'll let you go through that again. Here, I'll make you some breakfast, even though it's 'commoner food.'" Monique smiled sweetly.

Monique grabbed what she previously had: eggs, bacon, sausage and bread. Monique made the eggs over medium, seasoning it with black pepper. Bacon was fried along with the sausage, making the meats not too crispy, but cooked through and popped the bread into a toaster, smearing butter and jelly on the bread. Kyoya blinked, amazed at how fast Monique was done.

She placed a hot plate in front of him, Kyoya looked down, smiled. He was really hungry now, it had been an hour since the proposition of the challenge, and he felt like he was starving. Kyoya dug his fork in the egg and sausage, eating and savioring the taste. Monique smiled down at Kyoya as she grabbed an apple from a fruitbasket and washing it off.

"Thanks Monique." Kyoya said, smiling slightly, he actually felt like a little kid. Kyoya was always wound up his whole life, trying to get his father approval that he never had the chance to actually be a teenager or a kid. Monique smiled widely at the boy.

"No problem, Kyoya."

Monique: 02 Kyoya: 00

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Round 3: The Hosts, the Clothes and the Modeling

Kyoya had phoned all the hosts after getting a call from the twins, saying to get everyone at the Ootori residence. Kyoya walked to the livingroom, the wide space giving him time to think. He leaned back so his head rest against the couch. Monique walked into the room, finding Kyoya relaxing a bit, sitting next to him. Kyoya didn't respond to the shift in the couch, already knowing by the smell of perfume.

"Monique, preparred to be a ragged doll to the twins. They'll do anything and everything to see you in something revealing." Kyoya warned. Monique chuckled.

"I doubt that'll happen. I refuse to wear clothes that're too revealing," Monique answered. Kyoya smiled.

"I remind you, they'll do ANYTHING." Kyoya emphasized on the last word of his sentence as there was a knock at the door, already knowing who it was. Monique got up, leaving Kyoya confused. She answered the door with a smile on her face as she saw the Host Club at the door.
"Hey, Mo-chan! Mind if we come in?" Honey smiled sweetly at the taller girl.

"Of course!" She said, moving aside, seeing the twins having servant after servent bring in clothing racks with clothes hanging upon it into the living room where Kyoya was savioring the last peace he was going to get before nightfall.

"I hope you're ready, Mo-sempai! We-ve" started Hikaru.

"Got a lot of stuff for you to try on!" Kaoru finished. Monique smiled at the two and nodded.

"ok." She simply said.

"By the way-" started Kaoru.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Hikaru finished.

Monique looked down at her clothes. They seemed fine to her, it was what she usually wore.

Soon, she felt herself being lifted up. She looked up and saw Takashi holding her from her waist and Honey holding her feet up. She blinked as the two brought her behind a curtain to the right of the room where the twins had placed it. The two boys dropped her in the circular curtain and walked off. The twins started throwing clothes at the girl, making her laugh.

"Guys! haha, chill! We've got more then enough time!" She laughed at the twins, closing the curtain. She opened the gray bag covering the contents and removed it. She looked at the outfit she was to try on. It was a simple white dress with a black vest and black leggings with white shoes. She looked into the tiny bag and saw that there were little white clips to be placed in her hair. She put her hair behind her ears, and placed the shining white clips in her hair. She stepped out and got admired by all the boys quickly.

"It looks perfect!!" The twins gaspped out happily, "NEXT!"

They took a quick picture of the outfit, and Monique was off into the curtain again. The twins then gave her five more bags of clothing. She chuckled. 'Those twins are crazy.'

After about fifty outfits being modeled, the afternoon was coming into a close, and nobody had eaten yet. Monique looked at the last bag the twins gave her. 'Well, nothing perverted has been given to me yet, so that's a plus, and this is the last outfit.

"We ESPECIALLY want to see this one, Monique!" The twins yelled at her from the other side of the curtain.

"ok!" She yelled back. The group could hear her open the bag and yell, "NO WAY! THERE IS NO WAY I'M WEARING THIS! NO-UH! NO WAY!" She yelled at the twins. She looked down at the outfit. It was a two piece outfit. A pair of a very very short skirt, a white rhinstoned bra, a vest that had brown leather coming from where the buttons were supposed to be placed, cowboy boots that went up to the knee, a cowboy hat and a banana clip for her hair.

"Pleassssse Monique!" The twins begged.

"NO WAY! THIS IS WAY TOO REVEALING FOR MY TASTE! LAST TIME I CHECKED, NO COMMONER WORE THESE OUT!!" She yelled back.

"If they're cowboys or cowgirls, they do!" They fought back.

"Not this revealing, no way." She stated as a final.

"Looks like we have to force you..." the two chorused evilly.

"What do you..." She noticed a hand grasped one side of the curain, yanking down so it would unclasp from the hook. "You wouldn't.." She said.

Yank.

"We would." The two said together.

Yank.

"Your original clothes are out here, and the only clothes you have in there is that outfit, so you're completely naked, correct?" The twins said together in a chorus.

"I'm not telling you that!" She said, gassping as she saw the curtain fall a little.

"Only 7 more hooks, then you'll be revealed." The twins spoke evilly.

"You evil twins!" Monique yelled to the other side. She could hear the rest of the Host Club talking to eachother. Not bothering to help, but most likely looking foreward to the view.

"You know with one yank, we could expose you." The two chorused again.

"FINE! I'll put the stupid outfit on!" she yelled as the two were down to the last three. "Now fix the curtain, you two!" She yelled at the twins.

After putting the curtain back to normal, Monique grumbled as she stepped out of the changing room. All of the Host Club watched as the girl walked over to the twins.

'Wow! She looks amazing! Maybe I should invite her to my room tonight *wink*' Kyoya thought, soon mentaly slapping himself.

'She has gone a long way since we were younger, man, she looks good!' Takashi swallowed hard to the view in front of him.

'No wonder why Kyoya called frantically this morning, she does have nice cleavage!' Tamaki stared at the girl as she quickly modeled for the camera.

Honey ran up to her before she could get into the changing room.

"Mo-chan! Wanna eat after your done?" Honey looked up at her. She smiled, the twins snapping the camera right then for the best shot they got.

"Sure thing, I'll have to make it though." Honey looked at her puzzled.

"Why, Kyo-chan has maids and stufff to do that." Honey looked up at her. Kyoya cleared his throught.

"Well, as from previous hours, I asked the cooking staff to leave."

Monique bent down, unknowingly giving off a great view down her shirt for all the Host Club to see, but Honey didn't notice. "He felt the need to make his own food today." She whispered to the blonde boy. He nodded "Contest, huh?" Monique chuckled and nodded.

"Who won?" Honey asked innocently, causing Monique to look up to lock eyes with Kyoya, (so she thought) and said, "I was the best, I don't think you want him going near the kitchen. He actually makes me look like Betty Crocker." She giggled.

The girl stood up, and went behind the curtain, changing back to her clothes.

"Wait!" The twins yelled, opening the curtain wide open, letting the Host Club see Monique in her all natural outfit. She turned and blushed crazily, trying to cover herself from the boys eyes. Takashi and Kyoya started to get a nose bleed as they traced her body all the way down to her breasts to her womanhood. She quickly grabbed the curtain and wrapped it firmly around her body.

"What!" She yelped out in embaressment.

"We....we were just going to say-" Stuttered Kaoru.

"That you could have this outfit, we made it just for you." Finished Hikaru. She nodded, still blushing, pushed the two out and closed the curtain with a huff.

Monique: 03 Kyoya: 01

!!WE HAVE TWO WINNERS!!

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Kyoya couldn't think straight after what happened in the livingroom. He had to rush out of there into the bathroom, noticing that he was really uncomfortable in his pants. He couldn't just take a shower in the middle of the day- that'll get all the Hosts thinking he had a thing for Monique, which would be a very bad image for the Ootori since the two now lived together. He yelled to the livingroom," I'll be out in about half an hour, sorry, I have to do something important for my father's company!!" He waited for the response of the group, knowing the group would most likely let him go, knowing how much his father's company meant to him. He closed the door once he heard the approvals.

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Uh- Oh! Seems that Takashi has some competition! To think it's her own adopted to brother! How interesting, huh? Kinda seems like a Soap once i think about it, but hey, who doesn't like a little drama? haha

Well, don't forget to review guys! I stayed up for three hours making this chapter long and perfect for you guys! I'd really appreciate it! :) THanks- Monique