The limousine sped smoothly along the road, as the town faded to the suburbs, and the suburbs faded to the country. Shana and Kyoya were on their way to his beach villa. Since the autumn chill was fast approaching, Shana was beginning to have doubts as to whether or not she would be able to wear her bikini, but she had brought it along anyway.

Shana could barely hide her discomfort at being in this opulent show of wealth. While she herself was no beggar, she could not say that she had ever been in a limo as large and as well-furnished as Kyoya's. There was a phone, a mini television, even a well-stocked mini-fridge. The seats were upholstered with the finest leather, and were soft and luxurious.

Kyoya and Shana kept up the small talk during the ride, helping to alleviate the discomfort and awkwardness that Shana felt. Still, Shana had to say she was glad to be out of the limo when they finally arrived.

"Ahhh," she moaned in pleasure as she stretched the stiff muscles. While the limo had been comfortable, she was not used to sitting down for such long periods of time. Kyoya watched her, his mouth quirking. Somehow, he found her every movement so adorable and yet so sexy… why was that? Shouldn't the two be mutually exclusive?

Shana was trying to act normal and nonchalant about the huge villa sitting in front of her, and she was extremely out of her depth here. When Kyoya had said 'beach villa', she had expected a house near the beach, with other houses near it, sort of like a beach rental chalet. This was totally different. It was a freaking mansion, right on a beach. There were no other houses nearby, and the beach was beautiful. Shana hadn't seen such a beautiful beach in Japan – ever.

"Um… so… this is a big house," she said. "Is the beach a private beach?" she asked, not sure what to expect, or even what she hoped the answer would be. Like most girls, she had dreamed of a rich man who would sweep her off her feet, but she wasn't sure if she wanted that dream to become reality.

"Of course it is, Shana," Kyoya answered in a tone that just screamed 'Are you an idiot? Why did you even ask that question!'

"Shall we go in?" he asked. "The servants will bring the luggage in. You should choose which room you want so that they can take your luggage to that room." Although Kyoya was being the epitome of politeness, Shana had thought that they would be sharing a room. She was rather disappointed that he had said they wouldn't, but she didn't say so.

Kyoya watched, fascinated, as the emotions and thoughts flickered across her face. He wondered if she was even aware that he could see what she was thinking. One thing that he didn't understand though, was the disappointment he saw. Was it because they weren't sharing a room?

He had hoped that she would want to, but he'd decided to err on the safe side – what if he scared her away? Still, having her near him might increase his chances of getting laid…

He grimaced inwardly at himself in disgust. Here he was, Kyoya Ootori, plotting how to take a woman to his bed, and resorting to such cheap methods. He could give anyone a poker face, no matter how they annoyed him. He would control himself. And maybe she would be so impressed by his restraint that she would…

No! He screamed to himself. He would let Shana come to him when she was ready. He would not rush her. Only idiots and desperate fools rushed girls into their beds. He breathed deeply to calm himself. He would control his baser instincts if it killed him. He knew he would. There was no other option. He wouldn't scare her that way.

He noticed her watching the people unloading the luggage from the car – not that there was much of it, as they were only staying for a few days – and told her, "Don't worry, Shana. These people are only here to help us settle in. I've arranged for a cook to come in to make breakfast. She can make lunch to go at the same time, or make a full lunch for us if we feel like having lunch here. She comes in another time during dinner to cook for us. A few maids will come in in the middle of the day to make the beds and clean up a bit."

He hoped she wouldn't think he was too controlling, too organized. He knew some people said he was so organized he was like a robot with OCD, but being in control was a part of him.

Shana was, however, not annoyed. In fact, she rather admired how he could organize everything so well. She did think it was slightly disturbing that he managed to hide all his emotions behind that mask, but she figured she had plenty of time to change that. She didn't want him to feel like he had to hide anything from her.

The luggage was moved into the huge house and Kyoya saw no reason to continue standing outside. "Let's go in," he suggested. He almost laughed at the expression Shana gave him, one of anticipation and nervousness, and he took her hand and led her in.

As they walked through the enormous double door, Shana caught a glimpse of the villa, but nothing that prepared her for the opulence and lavishness of it. Just the entrance hall of the villa was huge. A large Persian carpet lay on the floor. At the end of the hallway, a grand staircase sat regally.

Kyoya led her up the stairs and told her, "You can pick any room but that one," pointing towards a closed door. "That's mine. Other than that, all the rooms in this wing are open for guests." She gasped. There had to be like eight rooms, including his. "Are you serious?" she asked.

He nodded and she immediately selected the one next to his. "I'd like that one, please," she said politely, as if she was ordering clothes in a store. He smiled and immediately told a nearby maid that she had chosen that room. The group of maids immediately got to cleaning the room, putting fresh sheets on the bed, and checking that nothing was lacking. When that was done, they moved Shana's bag into the room. "Will that be all, sir?" they asked Kyoya. "Yes, you may go now," he said, dismissing them.

They bowed politely and left. Kyoya smiled at Shana again. "Well, would you like a tour of the house?" he asked her teasingly. She blushed. Evidently he had noticed her ogling the fixtures when she had come in. However, although she wanted to see the rest of the house really badly, she had to admit that she wanted to see the beach even more. "I haven't been to the beach in years," she confessed, breathless with excitement.

He smiled at her indulgently. "Well, freshen up and we'll go," he told her. With an excited smile, she ran into her room and shut the door gently. Kyoya chuckled, before catching himself. What was happening to him? This girl, whether she knew it or not, was turning him into a bumbling idiot. The next thing you know, he would be blowing off important meetings with his companies' stockholders to cook for her, or some such frivolous, nonsensical way to waste his time.

Shaking his head at himself, he walked to his room, determined not to let her wrap him around her little finger. He would show her who was in charge if it was the last thing he did. Still, since she was so eager to see the beach, he would indulge her. His lips quirked into a smile. She was so cute and so sexy at the same time. It was something he would never understand.

Shana shut the door and giggled softly to herself as she hugged herself, running over to her bag. She unpacked some basic necessities and took them to the en suite bathroom with her. She washed her face, reapplied her lip gloss and mascara, and changed into flip flops.

"Kyoya!" she cried, bursting out of the room exuberantly. "Let's go!" She hadn't put on her swimsuit because she figured they had lots of time to go swimming and the like in the next few days – and besides, it was starting to get chilly.

Kyoya walked out of his room calmly. "Shall we go?" he said, offering her his arm. Grinning like an idiot, she took his arm and they left the villa together, in that manner.

The beach was beautiful. "Wow!" she exclaimed in shock. "I didn't know there were beaches this nice in Japan!" Since it was autumn, a cold wind blew past them as they stood on the beach. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. Kyoya, noticing this, wrapped his arm around her so that she was pressed tightly around him and wouldn't be cold.

She smiled up radiantly at him. She couldn't believe how beautiful the beach was – and he had chosen to share it with her! She looked away from him for a moment to soak in the beauty of the nature – the soft, powdery, light yellow sand, the rocks that rose sharply from them, the few plants that were still alive. The sea was beautiful too. Since it was already autumn, the wind was making the waves rather choppy, and the tide was coming in. The dark, stormy colour of the sea was unlike anything that she had seen before – not that she'd had many experiences at the beach.

Still, she had to ask. "Is the sea always like that? I brought my swimsuit, and was looking forward to swimming in the sea!" She knew she sounded like a petulant child, but she couldn't help it – she could count the number of times she had on one hand.

Kyoya was surprised by how disappointed she'd sounded and felt. "Well, in the morning and early afternoon it's actually quite alright…" he told her. Before he could finish his sentence, she grinned, her eyes brightening. "Really? That's great!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Yeah… really great. His mind went totally overboard imagining the skimpy swimsuits she would wear – maybe she would wear a little white strapless thong bikini, which would become deliciously translucent after she frolicked in the waves for a while… Just imagining it almost gave him a killer nosebleed. His breath hissed in as his cock hardened in his pants in an instant. He didn't want to look down to rearrange his clothing, for he knew that that would surely bring her attention to his little predicament. What was he to do? He cursed his wayward body, even as a little part of him was amused that he, whom everyone had always said was made of stone, was now frantically trying to deal with an unwanted erection.

Unfortunately, things weren't going his way. Shana had heard his sharp intake of breath and looked at him, concerned. "Kyoya, are you feeling all right?" she asked, her brow furrowed. He smiled at her through the haze of pain and need. He wouldn't scare her away by making his rampant desire for her known. He wouldn't. He wouldn't… but at that moment, it was hard to remember why.

Still, he had to answer her question. "I'm all right…" he told her, trying to control his breathing. "Just a little chilly, is all," he told her, barely managing to hold on to his casual smile when what he wanted to do was to grab her, race back to the villa, and make love to her. It didn't matter where. Heck, he'd do it against the front door if he had to.

It seemed that things were going his way after all. Shana had bought his lame excuse and was starting to lead him back to the villa. "C'mon," she urged. "Let's go get some more clothes or something! It's not good to stand in the cold." Kyoya couldn't help but shake his head in amusement. "Weren't you cold about five seconds after stepping out of the villa?" he teased her, another new thing for him. She scowled at him. "Well, you were keeping me warm," she told him. "But I can't keep you warm, so we're going back!" He had to smile at that.

"Let's have dinner, huh?" he suggested. With all that was going on, neither of them had realised that it had gotten dark and everything. She stopped short and looked around. "Wow it really is night!" she observed, looking surprised. Her expression was so cute that Kyoya couldn't resist – he leaned down to kiss her, his lips brushing gently against hers.

They stood like that for a moment in the fading light, their foreheads pressed against each other, staring into each other's eyes like that. Finally, Kyoya realised how stupid this must look, and forced himself to step back slightly. "Let's go," he said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close.

"Y-yeah, let's," she agreed, slightly shaken by what had just transpired. Nestled into his side, the two of them walked back the rest of the way together to eat a sumptuous dinner.

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a really long time! ): Hope this chapter is long enough for you… tried to make it a little longer than usual! (: I was actually thinking of tacking the next chapter onto the back of this one, but then I realised the theme changes. (: So, some intimate near-lemons are in store for you! :D

Cheers!

Peachy Hikaru