Long Kiss Goodbye
Author's Note: Yes...I really want to develop this story somehow...some advice anyone?
Disclaimer:: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Ouran High School Host Club by Bisco Hatori or Long Kiss Goodbye by HALICALI.
Yon
"We meet again..Kyouya-sama."
Kyouya gazed at the smiling Yuri with suspicion deep in his gray eyes. For someone like Yuri to even add in the -Sama part, he had to suspect that she was actually forced into acting into the part. A bow was displayed from Yuri, as she delicately wandered towards her mother and father, while trying to not trip while wearing geta. She closed her eyes as she turned and smiled politely, wishing that she would just head to her room already. Her teeth knawed impatiently on her lip, as her mother was conversing with Kyouya's father.
"I hate this..don't you, Yuri?" her father whispered as the teenager nodded, while looking straight ahead.
Yuri had the urge to simply go up to her room...or call her siblings to possibly be a distraction for her to escape. Finally, the raven haired teen took a deep breath as she leaned on her father to whisper, "I want to go upstairs already.", having a light annoyance in her tone of voice.
"Deal with this. You're one of the son's fiancee, so be respectful, kid." her father whispered, as he smiled towards Yoshio as he lead the way towards the dining room.
As Yuri followed her father towards the dining room, she glanced back towards the Ootori family who had followed them. Kyouya, on the other hand, he noticed how slightly unwilling Yuri was going to do it. Frankly, it somewhat made Kyouya reminice about his past, how Tamaki was able to somewhat change him. From restricting himself to not do better than his older siblings, to becoming a different person just because of a few words. He pushed up his glasses, as a glare flashed over his calculating eyes.
"Here we are." her father smiled lightly.
The dining room was a large place indeed. The table was able to hold several people, due to the fact the grunts from her mother's family often dined with them. For now, however, they ate bit earlier, and quickly cleaned up before the Ootoris had came along. As Yuri approached her seat, Kyouya strided over and pulled her seat open, as he looked at her with a polite smile. The raven haired heir forced a smile upon her face, as she managed to fake a blush upon her face. Her mother and his father looked at their children and supposebly talked about their 'chemistry'.
"Oh..Yoshio-kun..your son is so polite!" her mother chatted as Yuri looked away in dispair.
"I..am sorry to interrupt your dinner, sire. Yuri-ojousama is requested in the meeting hall." their butler stated as Yuri arose and lightly bowed politely.
"Yuri-chan. Please bring, Kyouya-kun with you. Please show him around the smaller building." her mother ordered as Yuri bowed as she glanced back at Kyouya who arose, and began to follow her.
"Out of all days...why do my Okaasama have to be so orderly?"
Yuri practically walked down the outdoor hallway with a bit of anger, as Kyouya quietly followed her. As they walked, the raven haired girl, pulled out the hair tie from her hair, and let her wavy hair down, with a sigh. He noticed her slight tempermental side when she wasn't around her folks, as he looked at her behind his thin glasses. His motive at the moment...watching his fiancee, and expose her weak points. Frankly, if he had to see her acting so caring and compassionate, he would feel slightly stupid in his slight miscalculation.
"You shouldn't be so angry at your Okaasan. I mean, she does care, since you're the heir." Kyouya muttered as Yuri turned around, and gazed at him in silence.
"I wasn't the original heir, Kyouya-san. Ayame-neechan was the original, then Hisoka-niichan was her replacement. Both of them got married and immediately ran off, breaking ties with the family. So, being the youngest, I was forced into this position." Yuri stated softly, closing her eyes, turning the other way, and resuming their stroll.
"I already know that. It's no wonder you're very slow, Yuri-san." Kyouya stated as Yuri glared at him, from a distance as she crossed her arms over her chest in anger.
"....So..you know the story between my Okaasan and your Otosan?" Yuri questioned as Kyouya nodded as she slumped over. "Ugh..You're scary, dude."
Yuri slid open the door, as the two of them entered a darkened room, where smoke was clearly treading out of the room with ease. Kyouya, somewhat disliked the heavy scent of cigarettes, as he followed Yuri into the room. The room itself, was a traditional Japanese room, while the room was bright, several men, turn their heads, trying to intimidate the so-called intruder. The sight of Yuri quickly dropped the other members' guards as they immediately screamed in joy.
"YURI-HIME!!!" the guys practically shouted, mobbing the poor girl.
Kyouya stood a few steps away from them, as he gave a friendly smile to them. They all pretty much, had the urge to gang up on the rich boy, but they quickly backed away, feeling the darker aura emitting from him. Already, his Shadow King's side took over, as they all felt like he was going to practically murder them all, if they don't behave...To Yuri's shock, they sat there quietly as Yuri sat in the middle of the room, next to her fiance.
"Hm? Did you do something, Kyouya-san?" Yuri questioned as he shook his head and sighed. "Well! What do you guys need to see me for?" she smiled, lightly tilting her head to the side, flashing her ever-so enchanted bright smiles.
"WE'RE SORRY!" they shouted in unison, bowing for a long period of time."We accidentally destroyed your flowers!"
Kyouya glanced at Yuri, who's eyes were in total shock. Her hand covered her mouth, as her eyes watered up. "Yuri-san, are you okay?" he questioned seeing her covering her eyes.
"...I worked...so hard.." Yuri muttered. "...My..flowers..."
The eyeglassed host looked around, seeing the grunts feeling guilty after seeing their future boss crying a waterfall's worth of tears. He lightly sighed, and gave her a one armed hug, having her cry her eyes out upon his chest. He had to display his ever-so platonic smile to her, as she kept crying. "Yuri-san?" he questioned looking at her.
"I'm...sorry, Kyouya-san. For..being weak.." the girl choked up lightly as Kyouya released her, watching her cry. She wiped up her tears with her handkerchief, as she was slightly relieved her make up wasn't too screwed up. "I...I'm being like a child..C'mon..Let's go." she said softly.
"My, Yuri-chan, what happened?"
Yuri stood there with Kyouya looking depressed as the people gazed at the exhausted Yuri. She politely bowed as she quickly walked up to her room, feeling embarassed. Her parents stared at Kyouya as Miyuki looked at Yoshio in concern. In the mother's eyes, it was like deja vu to her. A crying fiancee and a calm fiance. She sighed as she had the urge to leave, but she gazed into the harsh eyes of Yoshio, as she snapped back into reality.
"...I'm sorry, Yoshio-san. My daughter, must have recieved the bad news.." Miyuki stated as she quickly ran upstairs.
"Those two.." Ryota stated as he lightly smiled nervously to Yoshio and his sons. "I am very sorry, Yoshio-kun. My wife and my daughter shared the same love for flowers. So, I heard your son met my daughter during school today?" he questioned.
"Ryota-kun." Yoshio interrupted. "Please stop with the formalities. You and I both know, we put up this act for Miyuki-san."
"Well, well? Jealous after all these years, Ootori?" Ryota grinned. "You were the one controlling Miyuki back, then. She isn't like the many properties you owned, Ootori." he stated getting into a more colder tone.
"Quiet." Yoshio muttered pushing up his glasses, having the urge to harm Ryota as much as possible, while trying to keep himself cool.
Miyuki and Yuri walked down the large stairways, with Yuri recovered from her light tantrum. The raven haired teen furrowed her eyebrows in thought, as she quickly walked downstairs as she looked at everyone oddly. Biting her lip, she gazed at Yoshio, who had his eyes locked against her father, as she clenched her fists tightly in a ball. Her cheery eyes turned as cold as ice, as she lightly frowned, and folded her arms over her chest.
"Otosan. Ootori-san. If you have personal grudges against each other, please, take it somewhere else. I'm sure that this being a school night for me and Kyouya-sama, then we need our rest. Otosan, what you and Yoshio-san has done is in the past. Please get over it, immediately. It is very unprofessional of you both to do such things, like children." Yuri scolded harshly as she immediately turned around and smiled to her mother sweetly before heading upstairs.
"So! Since it's Valentine's Day soon, we should give our customers...flowers!"
Tamaki smiled as he looked at the members of the host club with determination. They gazed at Kyouya for an answer, but noticed he was tired for today. He pushed up his glasses, gazing at the Host Club members. He figured the idea out after Yuri's little tantrum, and decided to get it approved by the king. The flowers were each chosen by the Hosts, and they were to give it to their customers while they were doing their job. As Kyouya wrote down important notes, the blond King gazed at the Cool Type oddly, as he approached him.
"Kyouya? What happened with you and Yuri-san?" Tamaki questioned, after remembering about how he got a sudden phone call after school, hearing that he went to Yuri's mansion.
"She was crying last night, since her flowers died." Kyouya stated taking a moment to gaze at his friend and resume to write in his documents.
"I see. Ah! So, you pitched that idea to make Harada-chan feel better!" Tamaki shouted as Kyouya stayed silent.
"No. I never would plan that event for her."
