"Are you serious? You and Kyoya-senpai?" Haruhi asked incredulously when Shana told them about her new boyfriend.
Shana looked down shyly. "Yeah…" she admitted in a small voice. "Why? Is it that hard to believe?"
Haruhi gaped. They were like day and night, chalk and cheese… how could they be together? Still… opposites attract, don't they? Maybe this could potentially work out…
Kaori glared. "You and Kyoya? How come you never told us!" she exclaimed heatedly. Shana rolled her eyes. "I'm telling you now, aren't I. It's not like I've been keeping him some big secret or anything."
As they walked towards the cafeteria, they continued talking about Kaori and Shana's new relationships.
"Kyoya!" Shana exclaimed, as she almost ran into him. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Kyoya gave her a flat face. "Why, I study here, of course." Haruhi and Kaori burst out laughing. "What? You didn't know where he studied – especially since it's the same campus as us?" Haruhi managed to choke out between giggles.
Shana gave her a dirty look. "Well, give me a break! It's not like I've ever seen him around! Oh yeah, that reminds me," she said, turning back to face Kyoya, "Why haven't I seen you around?"
"Well, I have off-campus accommodations," he said matter-of-factly. "I don't spend more time than necessary on campus, of course," he told her. "It messes with my work schedule too much already!"
As they walked to a table, Kyoya and Shana continued talking. "Well… so what are you majoring in?" she asked. "Business and Finance," he replied. "And Political Science," he added nonchalantly.
Her eyes widened. Two majors? Both of which sounded really tough! And having to juggle that with lots of business stuff… "Wow," she gasped. "That's really impressive!" she said, before she could stop herself. "But wait, if you're double majoring, then why haven't I seen you around before?" she asked curiously.
A blush stained his cheekbones. Praise had never bothered him much before, mostly because he could see that it was only a ploy to suck up to him. But he could tell that Shana's praise was genuine, and she was one of the few people he genuinely cared about. "Is it? I never realized," he said, embarrassed. "Um… I don't spend much time on campus, I suppose. I usually only come for lessons. And I have off-campus accommodations, so it's not like I have to spend lots of time here. Plus, you're doing law, right? The law library is separate from all the other subjects. Not that I usually go to the college library anyway," he concluded lamely.
What was with Shana that she could turn him into a blabbering fool? When she asked him a question, he would reply with a gushing fountain of information that he was sure she had no interest in. still, the way she managed to make him feel like everything he said mattered was something that was so precious to him.
And that was something scary to him, foreign and unknown. He knew he should probably think about it, but he didn't want to. He wanted to soak up all the time with Shana that he could. She was probably the first impulsive thing that he had ever done in his life.
Still, although he knew it was stupid and rash, he couldn't help but offer, "Well, there's a long weekend coming up, and it's probably the last time we'll be able to go to the beach before it gets too cold, so… would you like to go to my family's beach villa with me? Don't worry, it's in Japan," he rushed to reassure her.
Shana's eyes lit up. As it so happened, Haruhi and Tamaki were going to the countryside and Mori and Kaori had already made plans as well. Shana had been pondering whether to ask Kyoya if he wanted to do anything.
"Sure I'd love to!" she agreed immediately, a big stupid grin plastered on her cheeks. She so wanted to wipe it off, but she couldn't help it. This was probably the first time she had looked forward to a long weekend so much.
"Great…" he said, appearing calm on the outside, but jumping around with glee like a little boy on the inside. It so happened that this was going to be a really long weekend, as both Friday and the following Monday were a holiday.
"So… I have no classes on Thursday, do you?" he asked, immediately all business as he began to plan their short break. She had to smile at the way he automatically took charge in every situation. She should hate it, but instead she found it rather cute and reassuring, that she didn't have to do everything in their relationship.
"Well, I do have classes on Thursday, but just a morning lecture. My afternoon is free," she supplied helpfully. Kyoya immediately whipped out his iPhone and began looking through his commitments for the day. "Well, we'll leave at two, after lunch. We'll probably get there between four and five," he finished. He kept his iPhone and looked at her expectantly.
She smiled sweetly. "That's fine, Kyoya. Wanna have lunch?" She leaned forward slightly, her arms resting on the table, and her blouse gaped open slightly. She continued smiling at him, not realizing the effect of her new position.
Kyoya's gaze moved downward and rested on the enticing shadow half-hidden by her shirt. He could just make out the top of her bra, and the soft flesh swelling above it.
His heart started to beat harder, both with excitement and the stress of remaining in control, of not reaching out with a grin and cupping the delicate, perfect flesh that had just revealed itself to him. Oh, my God, he thought helplessly. Why was it that although he usually managed to remain so in control, she inflamed him to the point where he was fantasizing about her just by catching an accidental glimpse of her cleavage?
Still, realizing it was ridiculous did no good. His cock got hard abruptly, straining against the front of his slacks. Shit, he thought as he slid under the table a little more, to hide his plight from the rest of the people in the cafeteria. He wondered idly what it would be like when he got her into his bed if just seeing that little bit of her was enough to make him react so strongly.
He had surely known, even fucked, girls much more voluptuous and, if one were to compare them to Shana objectively, far more beautiful, yet why was it that she was the only one who could make his mouth dry and his heart pound so easily? It made no sense, yet there it was.
Shana must have noticed something was off, because she frowned slightly. "Kyoya…? Are you all right? You look kind of flushed and spaced." She leaned closer over the table and put her hand to his face. "You're not feverish or anything…" she muttered. "Do you feel weak? Dizzy?" she asked. "Maybe it's just lack of sleep…" she mused.
It was a testament to his willpower and control that he managed to ignore the view that was blatantly on display to him, as well as the soft, gentle touch on his face, and croak out, "I'm fine, really. I'm just hungry."
Shana sat back down, looking slightly doubtful. "Oh," she said. "All right then."
They went to get their food from the counter, and began eating upon returning to their table. Kyoya noticed the enjoyment that Shana was deriving from the simple meal – rice, pickles and a few pork cutlets – and asked her about it. She smiled serenely. "Well, we're really lucky to have food that others may not. We should appreciate it, shouldn't we?"
Kyoya had never thought of it that way. He had always been so rich, he had never seen a need to appreciate food that way. Whatever he felt like, be it puffer fish, filet mignon, abalone, he got it. He'd seen what Haruhi lived like, but it had always seemed so far away.
When they finished lunch, Shana snuck a glance at the cafeteria's wall clock. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to be totally late! I'm so sorry, Kyoya, I have to go now!" She picked up all her things and made to leave, but she stopped next to his seat and kissed him lightly on the lips before leaving.
Kyoya stared after her, wearing a slightly bemused smile. Shana was such an interesting bundle of contradictions. Still, he would have a long weekend to start unraveling them, and he would be lying if he said he didn't much care that she had agreed to go to his beach villa with him. He could hardly wait.
"Hey, Shana, since Haruhi and I won't be around during this long weekend, what do you intend to do?" Kaori asked worriedly. She didn't like to think of Shana being alone during the long weekend.
Shana grinned in response. "Kyoya invited me to his beach villa! It's going to be so fun! I love the beach! But I haven't been there for a while… oh, dear. I'm going to need to get a new bikini," she mused, frowning. "Well, I guess we can hit the mall tonight," Haruhi said practically. "We don't have a lot of time to shop though, so let's hope we get lucky."
And so they did. On the second shop that they tried, they found a perfect two-piece. It was a light baby pink thong bikini. The cups of the top were held together in the middle by a metallic ring, and so were the sides of the thong. It was sexy without being slutty, and seemed innocent enough because of the colour.
Haruhi chuckled. "Hmm. I wonder how Kyoya will react to that…" she said, grinning. "Damn, I wish I was there."
Haruhi paid for the outrageously expensive swimsuit, and as they walked out, she grumbled, "Why is it that the less fabric there is on the bikini, the more it costs?" Still, she couldn't deny that she was pleased with the purchase.
When they got back to the dorm room, Haruhi and Kaori went into their room and Shana went into hers, praying that Chantelle wasn't there… to no avail. Chantelle turned as soon as she heard the door open. "Well hello, my dear roommate," Chantelle said sarcastically. "Long time no see!"
Then she caught sight of the bag Shana was holding. "You bought a bikini? For what! Are you fond of throwing your money away? No one wants to see you parading around campus in a bikini!"
Shana had had enough of Chantelle's insults. Against her better judgment, she said loftily, "Well, I won't be going around campus, I'll be on my boyfriend's beach!" Chantelle's eyes narrowed. "Your boyfriend's beach, eh? Do tell."
But Shana had said too much. The last thing she needed was Chantelle ruining everything she had built up with Kyoya, not that it was much. Her eyes narrowed as well. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm late for an appointment. Ta!" she said in a devil-may-care manner, thus dismissing Chantelle as she tossed the bag on her bed and walked out.
"God, why does that bitch hate me so much? What the hell did I do to her?" Shana fumed as she walked across the hallway to Haruhi and Kaori's room. She knocked and they immediately let her in. "Can I stay here tonight?" she asked. They immediately looked at each other and winced sympathetically. "Is Chantelle picking fights again?" Kaori asked. Shana rolled her eyes. "Yes. To be honest, I'm worried that she'll try to slit my throat while I'm sleeping. I really have no idea why she seems to have devoted herself to making my life miserable!"
"Guys? Apparently, Shana has procured a rich boyfriend. Any of you know who he is?" Chantelle asked. She had called up her sorority's landline to ask those of them who were staying at the sorority house. One of them, who had seen them at the cafeteria, said, "Well, I think it's Kyoya Ootori, I saw them together at lunch today."
"Kyoya Ootori, huh?" Chantelle mused. She was going to split them up, no matter what she had to do.
Hey guys, I hope you liked this chapter! Half of the stuff is probably redundant, but don't worry, I'm getting to the good stuff! Yes, Chantelle is going to be the main antagonist of the story. But don't worry! Despite everything she tries, Shana and Kyoya will get back together!