Number 02: Peace and Quiet
Rating: K
Warning: None
Summary: Out of all the members in the host club, Mori was Kyoya's favorite.
Words: 305
Kyoya's regular day was filled with the following:
Stress
Work
Stress
Hormonal, chattering, moe-crazed teenage girls
Stress
And finally,
A very small, very brief moment of peace
Kyoya found himself looking forward to experiencing said moment of peace every day. Though that moment only lasted for about…ten minutes, the bespectacled boy was a person of simple tastes. He appreciated the small things, the little things that others really just took for granted. Like the "code of silence" his stoic senpai seemed to have taken up upon himself.
Looking up from the illuminated screen of his laptop, Kyoya stared, discreetly, at the straight-faced man sitting across from him. At the moment, Mori's dark eyes were focused on a small paperback novel set down in front of him, his eyes glancing every so often at the boy Lolita napping on one of the couches.
"…hm?" The object of his current fascination grunted, raising a questioning eyebrow at him. The Shadow King jumped a little in his seat; when had the other boy noticed?
"Oh." Kyoya pursed his lips, and shook his head. He shifted his gaze back down to the blank document in front of him, and began to type random words, since he had absolutely no idea where he'd left off. He felt Mori's intense gaze on his face, and somehow knew that the stoic boy wanted to know why he was staring at him. But, as he did every other day they sat together, Mori shrugged his broad shoulders, and continued to read silently.
Kyoya smiled to himself, sending another subtle glance at his senpai. The third-year didn't speak unless it was absolutely necessary, and knew what and what not to ask.
Out of all of the members in Ouran Academy's elite host club, Kyoya favored Mori hands down.