Long Kiss Goodbye

Author's Note: I think it's the longest chapter I posted for this story so far...UGH! I wanted to post this on White Day aka March 13th..But I don't want to wait..

Silent Witch: A shocker isn't it? Don't worry...she isn't his sister, someone else in her family is...

Disclaimer:: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Ouran High School Host Club by Bisco Hatori or Long Kiss Goodbye by HALICALI.


Nana

"My..Sister?"

Kyouya's eyes widened in shock. He never speculated something like that would happen. He never knew that little bit of information could've affected him so greatly. He glanced down, and pushed his glasses up in thought. The Host was that close to doing something he might have regretted later on. He saw Ayame and Miyuki sitting together, as Kyouya decided to follow, and sat on the floor with them. Ayame looked down in thought, as she smiled lightly, as she bit her lip, while Miyuki faced Kyouya with a serious look upon her face.

"You..see..It started when myself and your father..were in college. You see..."

Years ago..

"...We were supposed to get married once your father got out of college...but apparently, he never knew I was pregnant with Ayame."

Eyes gazed at the pregnancy test in shock. A woman slumping over the sink of her bathroom in sickness. Her hands gripping her the fabric of her shirt in thought. Black tear stains falling down her cheek. Miyuki Sumiyoshi, age 19. She gazed down, as she knelt to the floor crying her eyes out, desperately trying to find out the truth. Was she really what she think she was? It felt like hell came over, and she was torn between the truth and the fiction.

"Miyuki! Are..Are you okay?!" a voice shouted.

Turning her head, Miyuki gazed at the stern man who was before her. Her mouth opened lightly as she kept crying. "Yoshio-kun.." she whispered underneath her breath.

"Ootori-san!..Miyuki!" another male voice shouted.

The two men saw what was happening and saw the pregnancy test on the countertop. They looked at the test, and at Miyuki at the same time, as the pair stared at each other straight in the eyes. Ryouta knew he had a thing for Miyuki for the longest of time, and actually was dating her behind Yoshio's back. Yoshio knew about the affair, and he didn't want to let Miyuki go one bit. They had the urge to punch each other in the face for backstabbing, but then again, they would be concidered as hypocrites.

"Ootori-san..I'm not sure who's kid this is...so..I'll take full responsibility for this." Ryota stated in a serious tone of voice. "You are Miyuki's fiance, yes, but does she really love you, as much as you may think? She was in love with me for the longest time. "

"Shut up, Harada." Yoshio muttered looking down in thought.

"I have the money. I'm willing to support this child properly, if Miyuki breaks your engagement." Ryota challenged, furrowing his eyebrows. "Ootori-san..realise that Miyuki-san isn't your property.

"You see.. After I found out I was pregnant, Ryouta wanted to marry me instead. And, I knew what your father's reputation was at the time, and I knew I didn't want to ruin it."

Several weeks later, Yoshio was sitting working, as he saw Miyuki approaching him. She placed down a ring upon the desk, as she looked at him straight in the eye. His eyebrows furrowed in thought, as he gazed down at his desk in light shock. Before he could even say anything,

"I-I'm sorry, Yoshio-kun.." Miyuki whispered softly bowing politely. "My father is angry, but he knows that being with Ryota will make me happy." clenching her fists, tears fell down her cheek yet again.

"I..Don't believe this. Miyuki..." Yoshio questioned looking down. "How long were we engaged for? We promised you would stay with me."

"....I know..but if we get together...wouldn't it sound more of a big deal? I'm an Oneesan, who's going to head the second most powerful Yakuza..and your family will be famous. I don't want to ruin your successful future with this..People will think less highly of you, if you still decided to go along with this engagement...That's why, from this point on, I am no longer your fiancee. I don't want people to think the great Yoshio Ootori was famous, and suddenly he got a mafia's kid pregnant."

"...I see..Then..Harada-san, make Miyuki-san miserable, and you will perish. I love her as much as she does to you..So, make her happy." Yoshio muttered softly looking down.

"In reality..Ayame is your half-sister...but we kept that secret from your father. You see, if I had been with your father, then, your own fiancee would be your sister by now."

Kyouya looked down in relief. He never knew he had a half-sister until now. He saw his half-sister who nodded to him, as he looked down. The Host sighed, as he pushed up his glasses, at the same time, hearing the door sliding open. He turned, seeing Yuri yawn, as she leaned on the door tiredly, and bowed politely. She slid the door shut, as she took a seat next to Kyouya and bowed to her mother and her sister. Ayame covered her mouth, as she began to crack up, falling to the side laughing.

"It's not funny, Ayame-neesan!" Yuri shouted standing up, as she placed a hand through her hair. "Okaasan wanted me to be the best I could..Kyouya-san..I'm sorry.." a small smile formed on her face, looking at him. "It'll be easier if we weren't engaged."

"No." Kyouya stated as Yuri battered her eyes. "We can't..."

"Hm?" Yuri questioned as the Host looked away, and turned his back. "Something, up...Kyouya-san?"

"I'll see you at school." he muttered walking away.

"How strange.." Yuri said softly.


March 14th...

Girls were squealing by the white items given to them. They were running around the school in awe, hugging their gifts in delight. Yuri sat there with a blank look on her face, reading the novel quietly to herself. Her friends charged up to her, as Yuri nearly slammed her head on the closest wall in shock. Her girl friends were blushing their heads off as they held the white items in their hands. The raven haired girl sighed as she placed a hand through her hair. Within a few seconds they calmed down, seeing a slightly dead Yuri.

"Yuri-chan? What's wrong?" the girls questioned.

"Please don't scream so loud.." Yuri groaned as she stared down onto the floor.

"Hm? Did Ootori-kun give you anything?" they questioned as Yuri shook her head.

"No. I asked him not to." she responded with a sigh. "Back in my old high school, since I was Student Council President, most of the boys gave me gifts, even though I gave them friendly chocolate." she muttered. "Most of them were simple items, but I had to keep it to be polite."

"Wow.." one of the girls sighed. "We'll see you later, Yuri-chan!" they shouted skipping off.

Yuri leaned back on her chair, as she opened the book, seeing something slip out of the book cover. Her hand delicately picked it up, as she glanced at it oddly, seeing the white card with fancy writing on it. She read it, as her eyes widened in shock at the note.

Meet me in front of the 3rd Music Room.
We need to talk.

"Jeez..is this his plan to be all sweet with me?" she muttered in irritation. "Or..is he cancelling his engagement!" she giggled as she looked down in thought. One or the other, I have to find out...Unless it's some random dude who wants to confess..that'll be a shocker.


"U-Uhm..Are you...Harada-san?"

Yuri turned her head, as she froze up, and nearly slammed her head onto the wall. Her hands dropped her cell phone onto the floor in shock, as she quickly picked it up. A young man approached her, wearing a commoner's uniform as she sighed, and smiled. She arose and lightly bowed towards him, as he lightly blushed and did the same thing.

"It's nice to see you again, Aki-kun." Yuri smiled, as the pair were standing near the Third Music Room. "How..How did you sneak in here? You do know this is a private academy.."

"Ah..I couldn't reach you, so I wanted to see you again." he stated as she smiled.

As they were talking, the Host Club were approaching the doors, but saw Yuri and a commoner talking. They glanced at Kyouya who was being silent, and they witnessed the girl blushing and in amazement. The other Host Club members glanced at the Cool Type, who was pouring out the shadowy aura around him, as they had the urge to hold him back and starting a fight. Yuri was laughing, as she lightly slapped his shoulder, as Kyouya furrowed his eyebrows.

"Haha! You serious? The other council members miss me? You're doing good, Mister Student Council president!" Yuri giggled as he smiled too.

"You know, there were some people who wanted to repay you, so they wanted me to give you gifts for this day." he stated as the girl nodded.

"Yuri-san." Kyouya stated as Yuri turned as she tilted her head towards him.

"Kyouya-kun. Hello." Yuri bowed as he lightly held her wrist. "Oh! Aki-kun! This is my fiance, Ootori Kyouya-kun. Kyouya-kun! This is Hazuki Aki, my replacement at my old school." she stated as she noticed the rivalry between the pair, as she hid behind Tamaki.

"Save me, Suoh-san." Yuri squeaked as the blond rose an eyebrow.

"Uhm.." Haruhi muttered approaching Yuri. "Listen, Kyouya-senpai gets scary when he's like that..just to let you know."

"Yuri-san. Come here." Kyouya stated as Yuri slowly approached him.

Kyouya took her hand and lead her away. She lightly waved to her former classmate, as Kyouya lead her to the backroom of the Third Music Room. Meanwhile, Tamaki, the twins, and Hunny ganged up on this mysterious young man, and dragged him away forcefully. Haruhi and Mori stood there blankly, as they hesitantly followed.

"Let go.." Yuri said softly as snatched her wrist away from Kyouya. "What's wrong with you?"

"Why were you talking to him?" Kyouya questioned, wandering to get something.

"He was a Student Council member..The Vice President. Took my role as President when I transferred here." Yuri muttered looking down.

Kyouya approached Yuri, as the girl stared down upon the floor quietly. He used his free hand to cup her chin, and lift her head up to see her. She gazed at him, with a much more passive tone, as she bit her lip, feeling hurt. He lightly placed something in her hand, as he released his touch from her. Yuri looked down, as she began to blush. It was a bouquet of lillies, as her eyes battered. She glanced at him, who turned his back on her as she held the flowers in her arms.

"Thank you." she said softly, turning around to open the door.

Before she could even leave, Kyouya slammed his hand upon the decorated door, as she quickly turned around. His face was mere inches away from hers as she furrowed her eyebrows. She had the urge to fight back, but seeing his eyes, she couldn't speak. It felt like she was trapped in his gaze. He gazed at her, as he slowly moved close to her, and lightly pressed his lips against hers. He closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead against hers.

"..I don't want you to fall in love with anyone else."