I'm sorry it's so short! I've begun my decline! I am losing the strenght to write my fanfics as well as I should be! I'm sorry!!!!!
Bisco Hatori is the great owner of Ouran High School Host Club. If now for her, I would have never wrote this!
Why did the mood always have to die just when Kyoya and I are about to kiss!? That is just so unfair. But things could always be worse. Like right now, where I am sitting in the Ohtori living room with Kyoya, his brothers, sister and brother in-law, meeting his father for the very first time and getting interviewed by him. Oh joy.
"So tell me Miss Nekozawa, do you intend to go into your family business once you have finished school?"
I sat across the room from him, next to Kyoya, my heart racing. I have been parasailing in the Dominican Republic. I've been on Kraken at Sea World Florida. I have gone cliff jumping at a nearby lake. I have even gotten my flue shot last year! And I have never been so scared before in my life. This might have looked like your average Japanese Business man, but I could see the Devil himself stirring in this man's soul. (Must be where Kyoya get's it from.)
"Well?"
"Um...no, no-not really." Calm down girl! You have to get it together or this guy will throw out! "I have no real interest in what my parents do for a living." It was true, sort of. I really didn't plan to do what my parents did, which was run sever coffee and donut shops in the area, which was good money, but not my cup of tea. Or in this case, coffee.
"But it is not like you are the youngest in your family. You do have a chance."
"Yes, but it is most likely my younger brother will take the job, seeing as how he doesn't have any ideas as to what he would like to do instead of taking my parents job."
"...About how old are you in comparison to your siblings? And how many are there of you to begin with?"
"I and the third borne in my family and there is four of us in all. But my oldest brother has left to study in a different part of Canada and me and the other brother and sister are technically the same age. We're triplets you see."
"So since you have a brother, does that mean you and your sister are twins?"
"No. My brother and sister should be older than me, because they were the first two to develop in the womb, but then I came along so we because fraternal triplets."
"So in some regards you could be the youngest."
"Yes." I was gaining some confidence. He hadn't bitten my head off yet so things should be good so far, right?
"So if you are the youngest and have no interest in your parent's line of work where does that leave you in life? You must have some ambitions as to what you plan to do."
"Actually yes. I intend to go into psychology."
"So you will be working in hospitals and aiding the mentally unstable then."
"No, I plan to go into child and teen counseling psychology. There is a lack professionals in that field and it is during childhood and adolescence that most mental issue begin to develop. I merely want to help people who have had it rough and need someone to turn too."
Yoshio didn't respond, but the look on his face was very disapproving, as if I had just said I planed to be a professional moocher for the rest of my life. This was going to be a long and painful stay...
Yoshio Ohtori was not happy with the girl Kyoya had brought home. She seemed completely clueless and detached from reality. And when Fuyumi had pressed Stacy for her reason for studying psychology her answer was the worse he had ever heard in his life. Wanting to study psychology because of mental anguish is preposterous. All study should be free of emotion. This girl was nothing more then a thorn in his side and a menace to Kyoya's future. She must be dealt with immediately.
It was morning as I was still sleeping soundly in my room. The guest room as up to par and could rival any five star hotel, if not surpassing them with the think soft quilts on the mattress, the spongy and cushiony mattress. And the room was kept perfectly cool with the high grade Air Conditioning system which was no louder than the hum from a florescent bulb. I locked at the clock; 8:01 it read. Sleeping in had been a nice change for once, but that still left me locked up in this room until breakfast. I wasn't that I had to stay in the room it was just that I didn't feel right mopping around the Ohtori house while some people where still sleeping. Since I really didn't anything better to do other than read I shuffles across the floor in my pajamas, a pair of fleece pants and a plain T-shirt, to dig a book out of one of my bags when something came down over my head. It was like a sack or something.
"Come quietly and I won't have to hurt you." An old adult voice said.
What's going on? I'm scared...I want my mom.
I was lead out of the house without another word spoken to me and loaded up into the back of the Ohtori limo. I could tell by the smell of whine bottles that where kept in the build in mini-bar. Something then swatted against my face.
"Put these on." The voice said, pulling the bag off my head and slammed the door shut before I could see his face. What in the seven circles of Hell is going on here!? Why the devil am I getting kidnapped!?
Sorry that is is so short, again. I just can't find the strenght to keep writing today...Please forgive me!!!