Authors note.Soooo... I'm not sure how to do line spacers through anymore, so I'm providing my own and they do not look as good, so I'm a little bummed out. But hope you all enjoy this chapter

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Sayuri P.O.V

"I can't believe you neglected to tell me we had a manager." I nagged at Kyoya on our way to his house. It had been a long day so Tamaki finally decided to let us leave.

"You never asked."

"I have to ask in order to find out anything about the host club don't I?"

"Ask and you shall receive, now, what movie are we watching?" He asked while typing away on his laptop.

"I think Aladdin. We've been on roll with Disney movies lately and that's my favorite one." I answered while resting my head on his shoulder.

"Sounds fine to me. I'm sure it's somewhere in Fuyumi's DVD collection." Kyoya pushed his glasses further up his nose and shut his laptop.

"What's your favorite Disney movie Kyo?" I watched as he furrowed his eyebrows and thought about it. "Don't think to much on it. It should be instinct."

"Just Disney movie, not princess movie correct?" I nodded in response and the car came to a hault.

"Probably Peter Pan or Mary Poppins." He grabbed his laptop bag and my books and slid out of the limousine with me following.

"Well what about princess movies, which is your favorite?"

"Beauty and the Beast." He answered without skipping a beat as we walked up the walkway to his house. "What about you? I know your favorite movie is Aladdin, but what about one that isn't a princess movie."

"Oliver and Company, no doubt." I answered. "It never fails to put me in a good mood."

We made our way up the stairs and down the many hallways to his room and continued on about Disney for the majority of it. Once we finally entered his room his immediately started taking off his coat and rummaging through his drawers.

"Here." He threw a shirt and pair of pajama pants to me and stood up, walking towards his bathroom. "I just got a notification that the foods on its way, so I'll go down and get that when I'm finished changing."

He closed the door and I quickly changed into the much more comfortable clothes. They were considerably large on me, but at this point I was used to it. I heard the bathroom door open and he walked out in his usual sweatpants and plain tshirt.

"Looking good, but I'm about 100 percent sure I look better." I threw a joke at him to which he smirked.

"I don't know. I feel like if you were to walk to fast you may trip on your own pants leg."

"Doesn't matter. I still look good, even with the extra foot of leg room." These were my favorite moments with him. He was always so much more genuine when it was one on one, rather than with the host club.

"I won't argue with that." He ran his hands through his hair and turned towards the door. "Lemonade or tea?"

"Surprise me." I heard the door open then close, signaling that he was heading downstairs.

I relaxed down on the love seat in his room, but noticed a camera sitting on the television stand. I bit my lip and smiled, deciding to grab it. It was small and simple. Who knew he took pictures. I turned it on and snapped a few goofy pictures of me and quickly set it back down in its place. He'll eventually see them. Laying back down on the couch I closed my eyes and waited for him to come back.

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Kyoya P.O.V

I opened my bedroom door and quickly set the food and drinks down. I noticed Sayuri didn't even make it to the bed before she fell asleep. It didn't surprise me she was asleep before the movie started, she wasnt in the best mood today anyways.

"C'mon, you're necks going to be stiff when you do wake-up." I sighed and picked her up from the love seat. I carried her over to my bed and gently laid her down. She curled over onto her side and never made another noise.

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A few hours went by and I noticed it was getting darker out. She still hadn't moved but I decided I should probably wake her up. I shut my laptop and walked over to the bed.

"Sayuri." I almost whispered while barely shaking her shoulder. She stirred around a little and turned over to face me. "It's probably a good time to wake up." I shook her a little bit more. Her eyes fluttered open and she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why are you here?" She questioned in a slight squeak. I smiled a little and say down beside her.

"It's only 8pm, and you fell asleep at my house." I explained. Her eyebrows relaxed and she gave me a very small smile.

"C'mere!" She let out a tiny yawn, then pulled my arm.

"No, you're going to fall back asleep." I commented knowingly.

"I won't!" She whined and tugged my arm again. "Please. You're so warm and I'm cold." I rolled my eyes and partially relaxed beside her. A huge smile broke on her face and she pulled me all the way down and maneuvered herself between my arm and chest.

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Sayuri P.O.V

"See, so much better." I closed my eyes and relaxed.

"Did you have a good nap?" Kyoya mumbled into my hair. I probably should have thought about how much of my hair was probably in his face before getting in this position. I nodded into his chest and tried smoothing my hair down some.

"Considering I fell asleep on a couch and woke up in a bed, I think it was a win."

"Beyond popular belief, I do care about some peoples well being. Neck cramps and back aches are promised after sleeping on that sofa." He said in practical disgust. I giggled and rolled over and out of his arms.

"Well I appreciate it Kyo." I planted a peck on his cheek and got out of bed. Is he blushing?

"Right." He stood up frantically and scratched the back of his head. "The foods cold, obviously, so." He trailed on looking towards the ground. I can't believe he's actually nervous. "So, yeah, we can go downstairs and I'll make you something." Kyoya pushed his glasses up, causing them to glare. He was an odd piece of art.

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"You can make homemade pizza?" I questioned, entirely unsure of this entire situation.

"Of course I can." Was his very simple, but confident response.

"I mean, you've never given me a reason to not trust you." I drifted on and looked around at the cooking supplies on the kitchen island. Flour, sauce, pepperonis, several different cheeses, 3 bowls, a pan, salt, and olive oil. I watched him float around the kitchen and mix together some, extremely non measured, ingredients.

"You only like cheese right?" Was the first thing he said to me in several minutes. I nodded still in a trance at watching how terribly he made pizza.

"You know, as adorable as you are making pizza, you're really bad at it." I commented and walked towards his mess. His face dropped into a noticeably disappointed expression.

"It's fine."

"Kyo, you mixed in 3 cups of yeast with a cup of flour. You don't need that much yeast, but you do need more flour. Then you only put in a half of a cup of water, I mean look at it." I motioned towards the bowl and looked back at him. Not only was this pizza a mess, this boy was a mess. "Look at you." I bit back a smile and looked him up and down. "No offense Kyoya, but you look like a drug deal gone wrong." His eyebrows furrowed and he took off his glasses.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean you look like someone tripped and spilled and tub of crack cocaine on you." I let out a laugh to which he crossed his arms and pouted.

"Flour can be messy."

"It's okay Kyo, at least you tried." I stepped away from his flourey mess.

"Like you could do any better, if you even got any closer than you just were you would've been covered too." He taunted.

"Actually, one of my dad's friends taught me how to make homemade pizza. So yes, in fact, it would have been better." I stuck my tounge out at him. He glared and turned back to the counter mixing the dough. "You know, you might as well get rid of it." I commented as he took a glob of powder on the mixing spoon.

"I suppose your right." Kyoya agreed. He took more of the 'dough' on the spoon and I could have sworn I saw a smirk on his lips before I was pegged with a glob. My mouth dropped open and I looked down at my new, messy attire.

"I can't believe you just-" I was cut off, as another ball of powder was thrown at me.

"Believe it." He glared a rather attractive glare at me and walked towards the trash with what was left in the bowl. "My pizza would have been amazing." I was just attacked.

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Kyoya P.O.V

"You can't just throw pizza balls at someone and expect them to forgive you." Sayuri nagged as I swept up the kitchen and she emptied each mixing bowl.

"You called me a drug deal."

"Yeah, and you still look like one."

I huffed and relaxed against the corner of the kitchen counter looking at her. I felt my heart in my chest when she looked back at me and smiled. Why does she have this effect on me? Why am I not having any effect on her? I couldn't help but get lost in my thoughts. What exactly am I feeling, and why towards her? How do I make her feel this way? Why don't I have any answers?

"Kyo, you okay?" She walked towards me and shook me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." I explained and pushed myself off the counter. Surely there was something that made her take a second look at me.

"Okay boy genius, don't hurt yourself." I watched as she picked my glasses up off the counter and examine them, then look up at me. "How?" She wondered aloud.

"How what?"

"How are you attractive with and without these on?" Sayuri started shaking her head and set them back down. "I put glasses on and I go from like a strong 4 to a 0. You put them on and you go from a 10 to a, oh wait, a 10." She laughed and started shaking off her shirt. Hm.

"But would you rather me with glasses, or without?" I could tell she was pondering on the thought by the way her lips formed into a slight pout. They always plumped out when she was thinking.

"Well, I like my Kyoya safe and smart, so glasses." She perked up and walked over to me. "But either way, you're still my favorite." She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. Again.

I felt my face heat up and I was all of a sudden, very uncomfortable again. Why? A quiet giggle was all that was heard around the room and it wasn't from me. She knew what she was doing. My face dropped and I glared down at her. She had a small smile on her face and her eyes were sparkling up at me.

"So Sayuri." I sighed and stretched my arms out. I can definitely play this game. She looked up, acknowledging my comment but studying my change in stature. I swiftly removed my flour covered shirt, tossing it onto the counter. "I'm still looking forward to that hot date."

"I'm still waiting on those flowers."

"I gave you flour, it's just not in the way you wanted." I raised an eyebrow and stepped closer to her. Her mouth gaped open and she started laughing silently.

"Touché." She added and rolled her eyes playfully. "Well, Kyoya, what exactly does a hot date consist of?" I bit my lip and thought on it.

"It's obvious isn't it?" I stated, rather than asked.

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Sayuri P.O.V

Before I could comment, in one swift movement I was picked up and placed on the counter top with a shirtless, teenage boy in front of me.

"You know, you seem oddly comfortable in this situation."

"What are you going to do? Hug me?" I teased him. I mean seriously, what is he going to do? He got nervous when I kissed his cheek.

"That doesn't sound like a terrible idea." Kyoya smirked and snakes his arms around my neck looking me eye to eye. "But you know what really doesn't sound like a bad idea?" I could feel his breath on my face and it was almost an odd kind of romantic. The words to respond were stuck in my throat, but I did manage out a quiet,

"Hm?"

As the thought left my mouth, his was on mine. It wasn't a deep kiss, but it was what it was. His lips were attached to mine in an all but simple kiss. We weren't gasping for air like in the movies, and it wasn't how I was expecting my first kiss to flow. I bit my lip as he slowly moved away and I could feel him staring me up and down.

"Definitely not a bad idea." He whispered and backed away giving me room to breath.

"You just kissed me." I redundantly stated. He carried on with cleaning the kitchen and nodded his head.

"Very observant."