Long Kiss Goodbye

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

Author's Note:: I haven't talked in this story for a while, but this story will end soon. There will be a sequel, but only on my LJ, due to the fact this story isn't as popular. So, I'll only post it here, if people would demand it or if everyone is willing to read a slightly different version of it. I already planned out the sequel, so yeah..


j u g o

"You're willing to risk that?! She'll hate you for doing that."

Kyouya stared at the tinted glass that hid the pair from the driver listening in on the conversation. He couldn't believe what Hiroki had said, and was trying to think of various reasons why he would do such a thing. While deep in thought, Kyouya was formulating a plan to try and keep Yuri in the dark about this private matter. As soon as he looked at her, her wet head pressed against his arm, using it as a makeshift pillow. Her limp hand was near his, as he slowly placed his hand on top of hers, however couldn't hear Hiroki trying to get his attention.

"Oi! Are you listening?!" Hiroki shouted, while the Host snapped out of his train of thought.

"Explain to me why you want me to do this." Kyouya ordered as he heard a strained sigh over the phone.

"To make things short. I don't want my kouhai's family reputation go down the drain, since her beloved senpai got a girl pregnant, and she demands cash from me. I know she still likes you, Kyouya-san, though, she has a reason why she needs to stay with me. To tell you the truth, I need you to try and make her hate me, since I'll be going to court soon. And, possibly, I'll be forced to marry this chick for our kid's sake." Hiroki explained.

The Cool type had to take in the information slowly before muttering, "...I see.". He simply knew that he was going to be pulled into this drama sooner or later, and absolutely hated it. Sure, he didn't want to lose to his former fiancee's senpai and new boyfriend, but still, he didn't suspect that Hiroki had impregnated a woman, along with that, but might be forced into a shotgun wedding for it.

"I know it sounds strange to ask you for an awkward favor, but this'll be the last time she might be seeing her dreamy senpai anymore." Hiroki said softly as he hung up.

While the phone clicked, Kyouya pressed the red button, and lightly shook Yuri. She sat up, and battered her eyes, adding a yawn to the mix. A bright smile formed on her face, her eyes glancing out the window to see where they were at exactly. The eyeglassed teen lightly held her hand, as Yuri quickly looked at him, with a strange look on her dazed face.

"Hm? Oh! How was talking with senpai, Kyouya-kun?" she quickly asked, noticing the phone in his hands.

Kyouya had his charming smile dawning apon his face, as he held it out towards her. "He asked me for a tiny favor." he lied.

"..Okay." she responded, her tone getting slightly concerned. "Kyouya-kun. Y'know..I was thinking of this before, and I still question this now. What might've happened if I was never engaged to you nor I never met you in my life? For some strange reason.. I realised this whole time, my grudge against you, had me steer off the course of becoming a yankee." Yuri explained.

"You're saying..." Kyouya trailed off, noticing a slightly cheery smile upon her face.

"Your insulting words from that party ten years ago had saved me, even though I never knew it. Thank you, Kyouya-kun."


Within a week, Kyouya had noticed something was indeed wrong. Despite being able to converse with Yuri more frequently like they used to, she seemed to be more in thought than she usually was. While they sat across from each other, the Host had noticed that she kept staring at her cell phone in a slight worry. He realised that he talked to Hiroki the night before, and remembered that he was going to court today. Yuri glanced up from her phone, noticing the Host was in deep thought, and had waited longer than a moment to see if something was wrong.

"Ne, Kyouya-kun?" she questioned, trying to gain his attention. "Do you talk to Hiroki-senpai alot?"

"No." the Host replied, trying to turn the page of the book.

Yuri glanced down and clenched her fists tightly in a ball. "...Tell me the truth, Kyouya-kun." her voice choked up, as she tried to hold back the tears that formed in her eyes. "...I don't care how hurt I'll be. I don't care how much pain I'll be in after hearing it. As long as I know what Senpai is hiding from me, I'll be fine with whatever he's done."

The Host stared at her, seeing her crying, along with ruining her makeup. His eyes quickly glanced at his watch, and noticed the time. It was a while after the hearing had started, and the place where Hiroki was going for the hearing was quite the distance away. Taking out an indigo handkerchief, he wiped her tears away, fortunately, not much of her makeup was running down her cheek, so he didn't need to worry about seeing a permanent stain on it.

"What are you talking about?" Kyouya questioned with a small smile.

"I know Senpai isn't the type to hide things from me...He would just tell me or even lie to me...but to go so far as from hiding it from me and telling you.." she trailed off, only to rest her head on the desk and feel depressed. "...He..has someone else doesn't he?" she said softly.

A sigh and a slightly annoyed look formed on Kyouya's face, seeing Yuri practically breaking down over something as little as that. It wasn't rare in his eyes to see her crack into millions of pieces after a guy she likes is going for someone else....Probably that was the main reason she had to break the engagement. It was because he told his father he preferred Haruhi over her. While a sigh escaped his lips, he lightly watched her be like her overly-dramatic mother, who would usually run off crying over the littlest of things.

"You're taking this too far, Yuri-san.." Kyouya muttered jabbing her head.

Her head tilted to the side, revealing her childish look on her face. A pout formed on her face as she stared out the window. "He was my last hope.."

"Last..hope, huh?" the host questioned gazing at her, trying to perceive her. "You're quite the manipulative type, despite being such a role model for children." he muttered as she quickly arose.

Yuri stared him down, feeling a tight feeling in her throat. Her sappy, childish look had turned stern and serious. "How the hell you would know what I'm planning?" she shouted. "I don't want to end this school year like this at all." she muttered.

Kyouya approached her, only to feel her arms around him. Looking down, the Host noticed her showing signs of not letting go, and simply was reluctant to even do so. At the moment, he realized he can propose a deal with her. In exchange for her explanation, he would tell her about her beloved senpai after all. Before even saying much, he felt her arms releasing him, her hands tucking a lock of hair in thought. Pushing up his glasses, he glanced at Yuri quietly.

"Yuri-san. Do you want to know about Hiroki?" he questioned, realizing she was glancing at her phone in hope. "I'll tell you, in exchange for you telling me why you needed Hiroki." he stated in a stern voice.

The brunette glanced at him, as she quickly gathered her things, and slowly wandered towards the doorway. Her head turned to glance at him, feeling regret in her eyes for a moment. Before she sprinted out the door, a small frown formed on her face.

"..I needed him...because, if I don't...It'll harder for me to let you go."