Kyoya's Pov
I felt someone trying to shake me awake. There was also a voice that sounded like a girl's. That someone tried to pull the covers off. I grabbed that someone's hand and flipped them over. I open my eyes and see me towering over Tamaki.
That Idiot!
"Kyoya!" Tamaki said loudly. Too loudly for the morning. "It was taking forever to wake you up. I was wondering if you wanted to ride to school together!"
"What do you intend for Mrs. Smith to do? Walk to Ouran?" I get off of Tamaki and go to my desk chair to sit.
Tamaki immediately jumps up while yelling, "Of course not! Kya will join us. No handsome gentlemen such as myself would ever let such a beautiful young lady walk the streets to school!"
Too loud! I look at the time on my cellphone to see its only 7:00 am!
"Tamaki?" I said too deep and rather low of a voice.
Tamaki shrunk and whispered, "Kyoya?"
Before I even say another word, Kya pops into the room. "Tamaki! What are you doing here! Kyo- I mean, Ohtori-san, why are you up so early?"
"I'm sorry, Kya!" Tamaki said loudly. "I woke him because I was hoping you and Kyoya would like to ride to school together with me."
Kya rubbed her forehead. Then she turned to me. "I apologize Ohtori-san. I should have made sure you weren't bothered."
Did I do something wrong? I noticed her strange formalities when she said my name, along with the strain in her voice.
I nodded and watched as Kya calmly got Tamaki out of the room and explained to him that the ride is appreciated but would have to wait for another time. I heard Tamaki sober up and while taking his leave spouting out ideas about next time we 'hang out'. That Idiot.
A knock at the door.
"Ohtori-san? Tamaki said he will see us at school. Would you like to go back to sleep? I could wake you up at a less ungodly hour," Kya said.
I opened the door. She was leaning against the wall next to it. "This is alright, thank you. I would ask that yourself get ready and meet me at the car in half an hour."
Kya nodded and left the way toward her apartment.
30 minutes later
"A little faster Miss Smith," I chided. I saw her pick up her step as she made her way to the car. She got in and I slid in after her.
Then she sat there silently.
"Regardless of what may be going on, I need you to think of some songs that you can sing for the Host Club," I said, trying to get her attention.
She still didn't say anything.
I sighed. "Stop the car."
She looked at me. "Why are we stopping?"
"Because you haven't said anything. Also, for someone who doesn't like to be formal, she seems to be doing the exact opposite. I had a feeling you needed to say something."
Kya sighed.
"This is normal for me, Kyoya. I'm sorry for being so formal with you all of a sudden but I felt that I should act the role of your assistant. What if Ohtori-sama came in or Akito-san? And then I came in being a bitch trying to wake you up? I'm sorry but I myself don't even want to know the result."
I sighed this time. I can't believe its only her third day of the job and sh's worried about meeting my father.
Damn my father.
Kya's POV
That whole thing was a lie. Yes I was nervous about meeting his father, but that wasn't why I was being formal.
I figured out that my boss is a little nosy seeing as how he was listening to my phone conversation yesterday and he was asking a bunch of questions as well. Now he's on my radar. I have to watch him to make sure that he doesn't do anything or try anything.
I've heard of Kyoya before despite of what he probably thinks. He supposed to have no end. All secrets and yet he has none of his own to hold or tell. He can ruin someone's life with just one phone call and is on his way to become the heir to his father's company. But did he know that I know all of this? And as far as I'm concerned he never will. Not even if he calls his family's big bad police force.
I could tell that Kyoya was trying to figure out a solution to my little lie. Might as well try to tell him not to worry about it.
"Just fuck it, Kyoya. We'll worry about it when the time comes," I said.
"Why must you use that language?"
"What, my cursing? It's who I am, Kyoya. Don't try and change it."
Kyoya and I finally arrived at the school and made our way to class. Tamaki was there waiting for us as expected, jumping up and sown on his toes.
Note: Tamaki is exceptionally energetic and is hard to understand. He can be mature one minute and a child the next.
I thought about my mom and thought about calling her. I wanted to tell her about my friends and how they managed to contact me. Also, about how I was going to start singing again. I just knew she would love that. Every time I used to sing to her she would say that I had a gift that no one could take away from me. Except she forgot one person.
Me...
I sighed and looked through my phone. I know I had tons of emails and messages from everyone. I miss my friends.
Then I heard my name being called.
"Yes. Tamaki?" I said.
"I heard you're going to sing for the Host Club. THAT'S GREAT! I didn't know you were a singer!"
I looked at Kyoya and scowled.
He smirked. 'Son of a bitch.'
"I thought I said 'no'," I said still staring.
"Consider it as punishment for kicking me out last night. That was highly rude."
i smirked at the and turned to Tamaki.
"Tamaki, do you want me to sing?" I said tiredly. I don't want to do anything without my band. But I'm not afraid to put on a show.
"OH YES! PLEASE SHOW US YOUR TALENT!"
"Yes, please do." Kyoya's stoic voice rang in my ear. Why did he have to do this to me?
I thought about the things I would need in order to do a performance. My guitar, of course, or maybe they have another instrument there I could use. it is a music room after all. But not once have I been have I ever seen an instrument.
Our of one ear, I could hear Tamaki begging me to do it. "Please, please!"
"ALRIGHT! On one condition." Kyoya and Tamaki lean in. "I do it tomorrow."
Kyoya nodded. "Seems fair. As you wish."
I turned around in my sear as soon as Sensei walked in.
When it came club time, Tamaki had managed to spread it to all the customers and the rest of the Host Club.
"Is it true Kya-chan? You're going to sing for us?" Honey-sempai asked.
"Yes. Unfortunately," I said sighing.
"What's wrong Kya-chan?" I looked to see Honey-sempai's face to see he was pouting and starting to cry. DAMN! This dude was sensitive.
"Oh Honey-sempai. Don't be sad, okay? I'm just worrying about some technical and other things that I need to take care of."
"Like what Kya-chan?"
I tried to think of something when I remembered what today was. "Well for instance, Honey-sempai, tomorrow is Friday and that means I get to go see my mother tomorrow."
"Really? I'm so happy, Kya-chan."
"Thank you Honey-sempai! Now go grab Mori-sempai and get some cake."
"Okay!" Then he ran off like a scattering child. I took my book out and wrote:
Note: Mitskuni Haninozuka a.k.a. Honey-sempai
:Can act like a small child around five or six when he is actually 18
:Likes sweets
:gives everyone a nickname
:HYPER!
When I'm finished writing this down, I felt someone looming over my shoulder being as nosy as possible. Actually, make that two someones. I opened my book back up and started to write again.
Note: Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachan (Twins)
:Likes to be nosy
:plays games (not good ones)
: sees Haruhi Fujioka as their "TOY"
:is into incest
I close my book and turn around to, in fact, see the twins standing there with their mouths wide open.
I smirked. "That's what you get for being so damn nosy."
As I walked away from them, not a word fam from their mouths. Once again, I smirked.
-Later
Club guests were gone and now it was time to go home, which Kyoya and I did. Kyoya and I didn't talk. No words to say, I guess.
At Kyoya's house, I went back to my apartment receiving a text from Kyoya saying that he wanted to be alone right now, which was fine with me.
I decided that I could wander around the house at least. I didn't see why not. So I went to the main house and started to wander. They way the walls were painted didn't help the fact that it was already dark inside enough as it was. the dark paint on the wall made it almost impossible to see. I felt along the wall. When I felt a door knob, I opened the door and looked inside. There was a desk and some chairs in front of it. I went inside and looked around the room. It had a library along the right side of the wall from the door. I looked at the books curious as to what the Ohtori's read.
"May I help you with something?"
"AH!" I quickly turned around and faced a middle aged man who looked a little like Kyoya.
"I shall ask you again. May I help you?"
Judging by the way he stood himself up and by the way he talked with authority, I guessed he was the one and only...
"Are you Yoshio Ohtori? Or rather Ohtori-sama?"
"I am and you are?"
"Kya Smith. I was a volunteer at one of your main hospitals."
"Was? What about now?"
"I am currently Kyoya's assistant, Ohtori-sama."
Yoshio Ohtori looked at me. "You're the girl I told him to hire? Well, I didn't expect us to acquainted so soon. I was hoping sooner."
"I apologize for the inconvenience that has disturbed you, Ohtori-sama."
Ohtori-sama smirked (Much like his son if you ask me). "Akito said when he met you, he thought you had a...fiery personality. Feisty is how he explained it, but I didn't want to offend you."
I smirked. Feisty, huh? "No need to offend, sir. I would show you what Akito-san had seen, but, as flattering as this may sound to you, I am in the presence of an authority figure."
Ohtori-sama laughed lightly. "Well it was nice to be acquainted with you Miss Smith."
I laughed lightly myself. (Like they say, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do.") "As I with you, Ohtori-sama. But I do have to ask you something, sir."
Ohtori-sama raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What is this per say?"
"Do you have a music room?"
"Of course. It's at the end of the hall in Kyoya's wing."
I perked. "Thank you, Ohtori-sama. I hope you have a good day."
"You as well."
I left the room as quickly as possible.
Kyoya's POV
As I was typing up a financial report, I heard footsteps outside my door, walking past it.
I stopped for a minute to wonder who was that, but ignored the thought and continued to focus on the task at hand.
Then I heard the door at the end of the hall open.
'Now who is going in there?'
I quietly opened my door and walked toward the room at the end of the hall. The door had stayed opened at a crack. I stood at the door listening, waiting for something to happen.
Kya's POV
I stood in awe as I looked at the grand piano standing before me. It's sleek surface shining from the light reflecting against it.
"Beautiful," I whispered.
I slid my hand on the glorious keys and slowly pressed my finger upon one of them.
The music rang throughout the room and echoed against the walls. To me that was heaven in my ears. I couldn't think of a better sound.
I pressed another key and started the beginning of my favorite song from my favorite movie. That was also sung by my best friend.
Live in my house,
I'll be your shelter
Just pay me back
With one thousand kisses
Be my lover and I'll cover you, yeah
Open your door,
I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage, to lay at your feet
But sweet kisses, I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you
I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love
On life, all my life
I've longed to discover
Something as true as this is
So with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
(If you're cold and you're lonely)
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
(You've got one nickel only)
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
(When you're worn out and tired)
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
(When your heart has expired)
Oh lover,
I'll cover you, yeah
Oh lover, I'll cover you
(525600 minutes)
(525000 seasons of love)
I'll cover you, oh
Kyoya's POV
On the other side of the door, I heard someone playing the piano and singing. I heard Tamaki play before and that was beautiful but this girl was an amazing singer and piano player. Who was it?
I looked to see the door was slightly ajar. I pushed it open and saw Kya sitting at the piano crying softly.
She looked up with a gasp and quickly stood up. "Kyoya."
"Why are you crying?" I asked her. Even though I could call what she did a disturbance to my work, that wasn't the first thing on my mind right now. Kya was.
She lifted her hand, wiped her cheek, and looked at her hands as if surprised that she was crying.
"Kya, why are you crying?" I asked again.
She looked at me. "Oh. No reason."
I knew she was lying but I wasn't going to call her out on it. At least not this time.
"That was a beautiful song," I said.
She looked surprised. "You heard that?"
I nodded. Then I looked around the room. "How did you find this place?"
Kya formed an 'O' with her mouth. "Your...ummm...father directed me here. I met hi just a few minutes ago. I...ummm...stumbled into his office."
I left the room.
A/N:
Hey I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Review Please! I do not own OHSHC!