Long Kiss Goodbye
Disclaimer: I, KawaiiTenshiCeres, does not own Ouran High School Host Club by Bisco Hatori or Long Kiss Goodbye by HALICALI
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"Oi...Hime-chan. Hime-chan~. Kyouya-kun, Hime-chan's in the balcony like usual. Just go in and find her there."
A rough man smiled at Kyouya, having him enter the room. The room was bright, and lively inside. Lace, ribbons, stuffed animals, an ideal girl's room, not at all an otaku's room, like he would suspected. Wandering past the large bed, the Host stopped for a moment to noticed the array of papers scattered around the bed, and on the floor. The television was on, showing a dark drama featuring a man wearing a tuxedo, hosting a quiz show, slowly revealing the crimes the contestant committed. Ignoring the unusually happy attitude of the host, Kyouya entered the balcony, noticing the place being filled with flowers.
Glancing around, the host found Yuri sleeping on a bench. He towered over her, staring at her before slowly moving down to kiss her. With his lips lightly pressing against hers, the girl fell off the bench and onto a flowerbed. Shooting up, her bloodshot eyes glared at Kyouya, as a manicured finger was pointed towards him.
"What was that for?!" Yuri shouted in irritation, before realizing who it was. "Thanks for ruining a perfect dream..If I was still sleeping, I would've been in Hana Yori Dango, getting close to Oguri and Matsumoto!" she sighed, getting up.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Kyouya sighed before gazing at Yuri. "I'm here for an answer, Yuri. I don't want to hunt it down, and you don't want to be pressured for an answer." he stated. "You can't run from me.." he muttered, getting close to her. "...Otherwise, I will force it out of you."
"...Fine.." Yuri said softly, taking Kyouya's hand and leading him into the room. "I...I'm going to Hawaii for a long time. My parents and the other guys don't know about this, only my Oniisan and my Oneesan does. I don't know when I'm leaving, nor how long I'm staying there...because of that, I don't know if I can even be engaged to you any more." she explained in defeat.
A hand touched Yuri's cheek, fingers brushing against her lips, a slightly disappointed Host staring at a girl who was feeling disappointment. "Maybe we should spend more time together so you wouldn't regret it." he smirked, making the girl quickly back away from him. "I was just kidding." he smirked, noticing something was wrong with her.
Yuri gazed at her clock, when sweat began to form. Quickly taking his hand and leading him to the door, the Harada girl was trying to kick out her ex-fiancee, before hearing the door open. A tall, tanned man with sunglasses stood there in thought, looking at Yuri and Kyouya oddly. A sigh escaped his lips as he inspected Kyouya in thought, before a small smirk formed on his face. He lightly slapped his younger's sister's back without much thought, making cringe in defeat.
"Oh damn it." Yuri cursed, kneeling down depressed.
"Oi, Yu-chan...Sorry, I didn't know you two were going to do something naughty....Oh! You must be Kyouya-san! Nice to meet you, I'm Harada Hisoka, also known as Yuri's Aniki." he smiled, shooting a glare at his younger sister. "Yu-chan, I need to talk to you.." he muttered.
Immediately knowing what might happen, Kyouya lightly smiled, before bringing out a white envelope. "Before I leave, I would like to personally invite you to the Host Club's dance party. Since you became a customer, you are automatically invited, I hope to see you there." he smiled before walking out.
Slowly closing the door behind him, the Host pressed his back against the wall, his eyeglass lenses glaring from the bright light. Disappointment and slight anger had formed deep inside of him, despite not even showing it. "That idiot is making a bad choice. Once she's out of my sight, she'll fall for someone else...And then, she's no longer mines." he whispered, having the urge to punch a hole in the wall. "..I need, no, I must force her to stay."
"Sounds like a fun thing to do..Aren't you glad you have connections like this?"
Hisoka sat on his sister's bed, lighting up a cigarette, and staring at the invitation. Yuri, on the other hand, was picking up the applications and placing them away. The television was off, making the room more silent than ever. Before he could say much, her cell phone rang, forcing Hisoka to pick up the phone. His eyebrows furrowed at the sight of the name, 'Hiroki', while his eyes quickly switched to his sister, who was simply ignoring it.
A sigh escaped the man's lips, lightly pressing down the cigarette on a personal ashtray, Hisoka quickly lighted another up. "You're still angry about him getting married...Jeez, I knew that idiot shouldn't have dated you!" he shouted, before hearing papers slamming onto the ground. There, Yuri was kneeling to the ground, in dispair, very desperate about not talking about the drama going on.
"I was stupid enough to chase someone who'll disappear." Yuri said softly. "I want to forget Hiroki, Kyouya, and everything from this town...I want to stop crying and relying on everyone to pick me up. I want to hold my head up high and fight back." she muttered, kneeling on the ground. "I want to be the strong-willed Kaichou who didn't break down from just a guy..."
Smoke escaped Hisoka's lips, while he slowly pulled off his sunglasses, and gazed at his sister intently. "This is your lucky day, Sis. My wife got your plane ticket, and you can go with me back to Hawaii....The problem is, however, I'm leaving the same night as the party. So, either way, you're going to lose something. A chance to go somewhere to fulfill a dream, or leaving a guy you like the most." he sighed. "Well, you can still go, I mean, the flight's not until after that party, but you need to be at the gate pretty early."
"I have other business that needed to be settled before even thinking about saying goodbye! Despite leaving, those girls keep texting me, and they keep calling me 'Banchou'.." Yuri sighed. "...Maybe I can settle a score before I can leave...After, I'll just leave a note to the Host Club before I leave." she explained.
A sigh escaped the older brother's lips, quietly arising, and slowly extinguishing his cigarette on the ashtray. He lightly placed his hands on his pockets, and began to walk out the door. Before even heading out the door, he glanced back at his deep in thought sister. Before he could say much, Yuri arose, and quietly pushed him out the door, and slammed the door. Pressing her back on the door, Yuri sat down, hugging her knees close to her chest, while she tried to not cry.
"...I don't know anymore."
A beautiful starlit night within the ballroom in Ouran Academy. Various girls packed tightly in the ballroom, awaiting for their beloved hosts to take center stage to open up the party. Yuri, awaited in the crowd, her back towards the glass French doors. Being dolled up, was one of the things the girl was used to, but to have her cell phone on her hand, her eyes darting through the crowd was making her stand out most of all. The Host Club members assembled on the stairs, while Tamaki had a microphone in hand, charming the ladies from a higher place. Kyouya, on the other hand, looked at Yuri, immediately founding her in the sea of customers. He was relieved that she actually came, but on the other hand, had some worries coming to mind.
"This party is for all you beautiful ladies, who have supported this host club. We want you to enjoy the beauty of the flowers, and come dance with us for your pleasure." Tamaki announced adding a very polite bow, and a charming smile.
The girls went close to the dance floor, as Yuri naturally stayed in the back quietly. Girls were squealing, while they were able to dance with a host they favored. It was a good way to conseal herself and blend in, by going 'Kya' nearly all the time. She stared out into the dance floor, seeing her favorite host dancing with a girl. With a smile on his face, Yuri couldn't help, but to lightly smile, and laugh at his act of kindness to his customers. Before she even suspected it, a hand pulled the girl into the dance floor, without much thought, she began to dance.
A hand on her waist, a smile on Kyouya's face, eventually making Yuri grin. "I suspected you were trying to hide." he stated to her, adding a sigh. "So, this is the easiest way to keep track of you." he smiled, making her laugh.
"You have to switch out sooner or later." she sighed, closing her eyes. "I can't dance the whole night." she muttered. "And, you'll lose your customers!" she scolded, as he smirked.
Closing his eyes, he carefully glided Yuri towards the crowds of girls, where another awaited for her turn. "I would've just said, 'I don't want to dance with anyone else but you...', but you proved your point." he muttered playfully admitting defeat, releasing her, and immediately began to dance once more.
A small blush formed on Yuri's face, as she felt her cell phone ring. Glancing at the caller ID, she quickly moved into the crowd, trying to sneak out of the ballroom. Fortunately, she managed to reach the other side of the room without getting any attention. Before proceeding towards the door, she glanced back at Kyouya, feeling heavy guilt pressuring her. A forced smile formed on her face as she slowly bowed, and wandered out the door.
"...Goodbye."
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"I freakin' knew those idiots would go here out of all places!" Yuri shouted, darting down the outdoor hallway. A challenge from the current banchou.....But why here?! she thought, running to the open-air field. I told them before today, but they knew I wasn't going to be prepared!
Taking off the heels, undoing the tightly done bun, the girl stood in the windy field, holding her heels in one hand, and her cell phone on the other. Placing it down in a safe place, she approached a group of women with a slightly concerned look in her eyes. "..I told you guys several times...Please leave me alone when I go to my new school..but you never listen. You won't learn a thing.." she muttered softly, clenching her fists tightly into a ball.
"What are you, Yankumi? This isn't Gokusen, sweetie." the boss stated furrowing her eyebrows. "So, you want your payback right, Kaichou? I wonder if those high-classed treatments had made you more weak." she stated. "Well then. All of us, versus you. You lose, you will be one of us. You win, we'll leave." she stated.
"..When I'm gone, please don't hurt him, okay?" Yuri stated with a reluctant smile. "..Because, this'll be the last time I will see him."
