!!I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB!!
I only own the brilliant idea and new characters!

enjoy!!- Monique

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Chapter 6

My True Feelings For You

(Normal POV)

The rest of the weekend was fast and happy for Monique. She had really hit it off with Kyoya as if a real little brother. Having stupid competitions and pointless races. Though the weekend was fun to experience, she knew that Kyoya wouldn't show that side of him at school, and she knew that. In a way, she felt special to know that her and Kyoya shared that kind of bond, so that she could only see that side of him, it made her happy. Kyoya could feel the bond to, it made him ablazed with hope to actually live a teenage life with Monique now living with him and his family. He never thought it would be this easy to let go and let loose for a little bit, but not going overboard to not working on being his family sucessor, he knew his limit.

Monique was eating dinner with her new family for the first time. She hadn't even met the rest of the family due to a company emergency, needing all the men involved, which didn't include Kyoya. Kyoya said he didn't mind though, since he got to spen the weekend with his new sister, but Monique knew better, but pushed the thought aside as she silently ate her dinner. The flashback of the little "fashion show" the day before made her hold back a giggle, thinking back on the boys' faces and how they reacted afterward made her want to laugh. After the little insident, the guys didn't know how to talk to her or even let alone think around her. The only host that seemed not so effected by the awkward situation was Honey. He didn't seem to care nor mind.

Monique looked up to lock eyes with Kyoya, he held a messege in his eyes, saying to say something to her new found family, she nodded to Kyoya.

"Thank you for this outstanding meal, it's deliciouse!" She exclaimed to her new father and older brothers, adding on a sweet smile at the end. The eldest of brothers looked at her, a smile pulling at his lips, making Monique smile back, nodding in appreciation. Then, the father spoke up.

"You are very welcome, but I must correct you, we didn't prepare this meal. Our servants did," Mr. Ootori looked at the girl, trying to study her, but couldn't. She placed a grin across her face and nodded.

"I'm quiet aware of that. But you are the man who took me under your wing as a daughter, if I am correct. So I am not only thankful to this food, but to your hospitality and help in my time of need," Monique answered while picking at her food. Kyoya looked shocked at the young woman in front of him. Nobody talked to his father in that tone before, it was like digging your own grave.

"If you are so thankful to us, why don't you express your appreciation to the servants, my daughter? I'm sure that they'll take it more kindly then I do, especially since they are nothing more than commoners to me." The father of Ootoris looked down at his food smuggly, thinking he had put the girl in her place. But was quickly corrected when he heard a chair being pushed back and footsteps towards the kitchen. "Sit down, Monique. There is no need to make a fool of yourself." He called out to the girl, who just kept walking until she stopped in front of the door, hearing clanks and cloncks on the other side.

"I am no fool, father. I am just showing appreciation. If that is being a fool, then I shall be a fool to no end, cause I am a thankful person. And those people may be commoners, but they are still human, like you and I, no matter how hard you try to change that, they still bleed red."

The young woman then turned back to the closed door and opened it. Reaching both arms out, holding both swinging doors out as far as she can.

"Who was in charge of making tonights dinner?" She sounded firm and courageous. She waited for everyone to settle down, all the noise being replace by whispers. Then seven young chefs came forward, worried they had done something wrong. "If you'd please come with me." Monique simply stated. The seven looked puzzled, but followed the girl.

"Is there something wrong, Mistress Monique?" One chef asked. Monique turned to look at the seven.

"Why, on the contrary. You seven have done amazing on the dinner, I just wanted to thank you in person. I'm sure the rest of the family would like to thank you for your service so far." Monique answered sweetly and nicely to the seven, receiving smiles from all the chefs. "Oh, and one more thing." The seven returned their attentiong on the girl. She smiled widely. "Don't call me 'Mistress Monique,' just Monique. Ok?" The seven nodded.

Monique and the seven young chefs soon made it to the big dinning table, getting weird looks from all the male faces sitting at the table.

"What is the meaning of all this?" The older man demanded from his seat.

"Father, I thought that you wouldn't mind thanking these young men and women for their service so far. They have done very well, if you ask me. Serving us must be hard, being in a hot kitchen all day just to serve us." Kyoya looked at Monique as if she was crazy, but she seemed to stand her ground. Kyoya looked at his older brothers and to Monique. There was no way that they were going to say anything first, so Kyoya decided to thank them first.

"Thank you for your services so far. You have done very well. I thank you for serving us as well, it must be hard." Kyoya received smiles and nods from the group of chefs. Kyoya looked at his family, waiting. Soon enough, the rest of the family bidded their thanks, soon dismissing the group back to the kitchen, Monique smiling after them.

"Monique, what was your point making that scene, it was just a meal?" The older male seemed frustrated, but still ate his now desert. From her name being spoken, Monique turned to face her new father.

"Nothing, just wanted you to thank them properly. They spend their time on us when they could be spending their time with family and friends." Monique simply stated, now eating her desert.

"Why should we thank them? I pay them." The older thought he had closed the conversation, but was yet again proved wrong.

"Why shouldn't we thank them? It's not all about money. While you put dollar signs on everything, everyone and anything, there are things that you can't put prices on. It's called priceless, want to know whats priceless? The laughs people share together, the memories, our friends and family. And last time I checked, I don't pay anybody anything to breath and stay alive. So, that, too, is priceless. Now, I am done, if you excuse me, I'm off to take a shower and to bed." Monique lifted herself up and off the dining table, receiving three shocked looks and one smile from Kyoya.

While Monique was getting ready for bed, there was a knock on the door. Kyoya excused the butler, who was about to answer the door and retrieved the door himself, getting this act from Monique. As Kyoya pulled the door open, he couldn't believe who was standing there.

Takashi Morinozuka.

The giant said one thing that explained his presence. "Monique." Kyoya smiled and nodded, getting away from the door so Takashi could come into his home. Kyoya went down a hallway, knocking on Monique's door, receiving a, "Just a minute." From the other end. He could hear her mumbling as she ran into the chest, making him chuckle as he saw Monique peek through a crack in the door, a smile and then an open door.

"Yes, Kyoya?" Monique asked in a concerned yet sweet voice.

"Mori-sempai is here to visit you." Kyoya simply answered before retrieving to his own room.

Monique went to the living room in her silky pink night gown to find Takashi sitting on the white couch looking at her, eyeing her outfit. She smiled, "I was about to head to bed." Takashi nodded.

"Sorry if I disturbed you, I can talk to you tomorrow at school." The tall man got up to walk towards the door, but was haulted when he felt Monique hold his wrist and say,

"No, it's okay, you've already came out here to visit me, it would make no sense for you to leave now." She said laughing at the man's reaction. He then smiled slightly, sitting down in the white couch next to her. "So, what is it you needed to talk about, Takashi?" Monique asked sweetly.

Takashi looked at the girl seriously.

"I need to talk to you about me and you." Takashi simply answered, causing Monique to slightly blush. Usually it was the girl who would say those kinds of things, but here Takashi was, sitting here, talking to her about the topic. She looked up to Takashi and nodded,

"Yeah, we do...." She said, letting her voice trail off, giving off her nervousness. Takashi looked down at her,

"Do you still like me, Monique. I need to know." Takashi let his eyes burry into her cheek, trying to get her to look at him.

"Yes, I do like you like I used to, but I don't know your feelings, you're always so emotionless all the time." Takashi looked down to Monique, smiling slightly.

"Monique, of course I still like you. If not, I must love you..." Takashi was surprised that he had let out his own feelings to the only girl he had ever loved. Monique snapped her head up to look at Takashi's face, looking for any sign that the man would be joking. "Monique, I love you. I've always loved you since we were kids. Those eyes of yours always drew me in, your soft lips, your long hair, just everything about you made me want to be with you." Takashi took Monique's chin in his fingers, making her look him in the eyes. Hazel clashing with piercing gray. "But I need to know.....Do you love me, Monique?" Takashi was looking in her eyes, looking for any signs.

"Yes, I love you, Takashi..." Monique spoke out breathlessly. Takashi nodded, pulling her chin closer to him, locking their lips together. Finally sealing what they had longed for for many years. Takashi slightly pushed Monique foreward, causing her to fall backward onto the couch. Monique moaned into his mouth, Takashi drapped his tounge over Monique's bottom lip, asking for enterance. Monique granted him his wish, their tounges massaging eachother, making the two moan.

But before anything could really happen, Monique pulled away. "Takashi..." Takashi pulled himself back so he could see Monique's body and the way it was laying below him. "I'm not ready yet....not for that... you know I've always wanted to save my virginity till I was married. But I do love you, but I'm not ready." Takashi smiled, nodded.

"I understand, Monique." The man pulled away, straightening himself out. Monique looked up at him with worried eyes, Takashi knowing exactly why. "No, I'm not mad, Monique. If I can wait for nine years, I can wait a little longer for that part of you." He leaned foreward, giving Monique a peck on the lips, then getting up, he walked to the door, Monique close behind. "I love you, Monique." He said, turning around, giving Monique a good night kiss.

"I love you too, Takashi." She said once they broke apart. Monique then closed the door once the man was out of view in his car. Then, oing back up to her room for a goodnight's sleep for her next day at Ouran Academy.

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Well, there's chapter 6! Don't forget to review/favorite/alert on this story! I'd really appreciate it!

thanks!- Monique