Sorry guys. I was with my family at my grandparent's farm for christmas and they don't have a computer (that is modern!!!) so I wasn't able to update until now.

It's a tad short but I really think that you'll enjoy what is there.

Still don't own Host Club, and after reading issue 13...I'm almost glad I don't...

"Take off your clothes."

"What!?"

"Just do it."

The conversation Kyoya and I had just several minutes before ran through my mind as I changed clothes inside the changing room at the mall. Kyoya had gotten me so scared when he said 'take off your clothes.' Turns out he just wanted to make sure I was in something better than the skirt and tube top that Hana-san had forced me to wear. I was actually relieved that I could change into something else now, that outfit had been too much for me.

"How is it going in there?" Kyoya asked from the other side of the curtain.

"Fine." I replied as I buttoned up the new dress I had. I was in a pair of slim dark wash jeans, a dark violet T-shirt and had a black thigh-length dress that buttoned up along the front. I walked out from behind the curtain and took a good look at Kyoya, who was sporting the same colors with his clothes.

"Why are we color coordinated?" I asked him, not very impressed with him at the moment.

"So you don't like it." Kyoya speculated, void of emotion.

"No, just curious. You don't seem like the type who would wear matching outfits."

"It's to fool my father."

".........What did you do?" I had the voice of a mother who found her child with their hand in the cookie jar.

"What makes you think I did anything?"

"Because this is you we are talking about, and you always do stuff like this."

"I merely told him that your family has connections to the heath system in Canada."

"I what!? Oh man, Tommy Douglas is going to be rolling in his grave over this. How could you tell him I have connections to the Canadian Health System? The most we have is free flue shots for our employees every year!"

"All that you need to do is to run along with your current lie and everything will be fine."

"I sure hope you're right." Kyoya, I love you. But, does that mean I have to meet your father?

Kyoya and I sat in silence as the limo approached the Ohtori mansion. In my chest, my heart pound wildly, warning me that what I was doing was a bad idea. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack any second now. My fingers clenched my knee caps and I began to hyperventilate.

"Stacy." Kyoya placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Calm down. I'll be with you the whole time."

"Yeah...I'm just...not that good at meeting new people." I pulled off my glasses and covered my eyes with my other hand. "*Sigh* This whole this is really stressing me out. I don't think I can do this Kyoya."

"If things get too rough I'll step in. I promise."

"Okay. Thank you."

"I rove you." Kyoya said quietly in my ear, trying to speak English. Placing my glass back, I turned my head to look at him. Had he ever said 'I love you' before?

"Kyoya." I held tightly to him, moved by what he had said. "Ai shite imas." The buzz of the intercom jolted us back to the real world, where there was more than just Kyoya and I.

"Master Kyoya, we have now arrived at the Ohtori Mansion."

"Thank you, Aijima."

"Looks like it's time to face the music." I muttered. Hotta came around the side of the limo and opened the door for us to get out. I gazed at the building Kyoya called 'home.' It was huge, and very modern, unlike the Haninozuka residence. Kyoya and I walked ahead while Tachibana carried my luggage from the car.

From what I had seen of Kyoya's father from both the Manga and the anime I could tell that I wasn't going to get along with him very well. This guy saw everything as pawn to be used in the greater game of life, even his own sons. Using the accomplishments of his eldest sons to bring Kyoya down, to bind him to a role that he would be unsatisfied with. How could he torment his own son like that? I could have continued my thoughts, dragging down the image of Yoshio Ohtori even further when my mind became distracted by something coiled around my hand. I looked down and saw Kyoya holding it in his. Together we walked up the steps and as we came to the door Hotta ran to it so he could open it for us. Kyoya's three body guards are so nice.

"Kyoya?" A female voice called out deep within the house. "Is that you?" A woman who looked to be in her twenties came around the corner. She had pale skin like Kyoya's and the same jet black hair, only hers was so long a wavy. She was so beautiful, just like a porcelain doll. Even though this was my first time meeting her, I already knew how to win her over.

"Oh Kyoya, is this your girlfriend!?" She squealed in delight the only way big sisters could. She came up to get a look at me. "Wow, I've never met someone from America before!" She's...just like Tamaki....

"Konichiwa! You must be Fuyumi-chan, I'm Stacy." Prior to coming to the Ohtori mansion Kyoya gave me all the details about his family. Including the fact that his mother died from Brest cancer years ago, but that was all he had said. "Kyoya never told me that you so were so beautiful." All flowers love to be watered, whether with affection or praise, it was all the same.

"Oh Kyoya, she's so sweet. So tell me Stacy, what is America like?"

"Well actually-"

"Fuyumi, Stacy needs to get settled first." Kyoya cut in. "She'll be stay with us for a bit so you will have plenty of time to talk to her." His hand curled around my arm and pulled me down the hall. "I'll show you to your room."

Once there was some distance between us and Fuyumi Kyoya slowed his pace and turned to me. "Were you trying to get on Fuyumi's good side?"

"Was it that obvious?" I asked sheepishly.

"No, not to Fuyumi. But I'm sure if you tried the same thing with my father you'll be found out."

"Right."

"Here's your room." Kyoya stopped in front of a door in the hallway. "Mine's right over there if you need anything." He pointed towards another door on the other side of the hall just a few feet away.

"Is there a reason why my room is next door to yours?"

"It is so that I can keep an eye on you. Or would you rather be next to the room Fuyumi and her husband are occupying?"

"No, I'm good here. Hey, where's Tachibana with my stuff?"

"He's probably still carrying it. How did you end up with three suitcases anyways?"

"Blame Hana Haninozuka. She bought so much stuff for me to wear...."

"I see." Kyoya checked his watch. "It looks like we have some time before my father and brother's return home. What do you want to do?"

"Well...."

Kyoya and I were curled up together on the sofa in his room watching the blockbuster vampire move 'Millennium Snow*.' It was a love story about a Vampire, Toya, who didn't want to make a bond with a human and feed off her blood, which would allow both to live for a thousand years and a girl, Chiyuki, who had a heart disease and was always in the hospital, fighting to stay alive. Right now in the move the two main characters were joined by two other side characters. One, being Yamimaru, Toya's bat servant who brings him food when he collapses from exhaustion and Satsuki, a Werewolf who has a thing for Chiyuki. All four of them were together in the Swiss Alps when a snow storm hit and were all forced to take refuge in an old mansion. But it turns out it was haunted by a young girl who died there years ago and where in the midst of battling her.

"I just love the Vampire Toya. His black hair and dark eyes are so sexy." I said as I nuzzled closer to Kyoya.

"Chiyuki is truly one of a kind, with her long blond hair and blue eyes, and that pure innocence of hers."

"If it were you, I'd let you drink my blood."

"I might have to take you up on that offer." Kyoya brought his lips closer to mine, burning in anticipation and intimacy.

"Kyoya!" The lights flipped on and we both shielded our eyes from the glare. "What are you doing?" Fuyumi demanded.

Dah!!!!! Not again!!! We need to lock the door next time!!

"Fuyumi who said you could come into my room?" Kyoya inquired with his arm still looped around me.

"Kyoya, this might be your first time bringing a girl home, but you can't be in your room, alone, in the dark with her!"

I didn't know whose side to take here. I could go with the moral high road and side with Fuyumi, but I just wanted her to leave so I could be with Kyoya. And of course I could side with Kyoya, but that would make me no better than my own sister back home. In the end I decided to adopt the code of 'don't speak unless spoken to.'

"Fuyumi do you really suggest that I have such a lack of self control that I can't keep myself in check in these situations?"

"Well how should I know Kyoya?" Her demeanor changed from scolding mother to one akin to a confused Tamaki. "I've never seen you with a girl before. Even if you are in a Host Club how can I be sure that you're getting to see any girls."

The look on Kyoya's face now read, 'what makes you think that no one would want to see me!?' "Fuyumi, you can trust me to conduct myself in decency in all situations."

Maybe the ones where you're not sleepy...or crabby..... I thought to myself.

"Alright Kyoya, but I'm keeping the door open."

"Very well."

It wasn't until Fuyumi had left and was down the hall did I dare to speak.

"Well that was a mood killer. It was worse than when Tamaki walked in on us."

"Indeed."

"And to make things worse, I imagine that we can't really exact our revenge on her, can we?"

"Not at all."

"Didn't think so."

The reason why Kyoya says 'I rove you' is becase the Japanese don't pronouce 'L' instead they say 'R' os it Detecive R in Japanese and Decetive L and Herro and not Hello. Also we are all speaking Japanese here, so the reason why Kyoya's line was Italizwed was 'cuz he was speaking english.

*Millenium Snow is a Manga writen by Bisco Hatori which you can buy just like Host Club, but in the Mange they made a joke in episode 4 that it was a move that the director had made and it was popular. This fact was mentioned by Kyoya.

That's it for now, see you all next time!