Yukie's eyes widened when she heard his breathe tingling on her earlobe, and it took a second before the words completely registered in her mind. "You what?" she said, a little disbelieving. She couldn't exactly believe what she had just said, but that didn't exactly matter when he pulse started picking up its pace. Kyouya smirked at her words, but straightened up again, unwilling to repeat those words. Especially when he started to notice the narrowed eyes of his usual designaters in the crowd. Oh, the girls appreciated it enough when the twins started romancing each other up. Any of them enjoyed a little forbidden love now and again, but when it came to one of the Hosts attaching themselves to another girl, it could get rather ugly. Of course, with Haruhi lookin like a boy, no one suspected her and Tamaki, but Yukie with her long blonde hair and feminine form, was unmistakable for a girl.
"Come to the Host Club room after class today, I'll walk you to your class now." Kyouya whispered once more, before he turned her around by her shoulders and pushed her forward, pushing through the crowd that had started muttering and murmuring, Yukie's steps were rather dazed as she walked as Kyouya dictated, and he watched her actions with mild amusement, not touching her, yet never straying further then two steps behind her, Kyouya nudged her with his shoulder. "Snap out of it, Goldilocks. You didn't hear wrong." he said, his lips curling in a light smile when he saw her jaw drop slightly.
"Kyouya-kun?" he heard her ask, her eyes turning up to meet his and, he shook his head, stopping when they arrived to where he knew was her next class. "Get in class. I'll come and meet you after your class." Yukie cocked her brows, looking up at him, slight doubt in her eyes. What in the world got in to him? Did he loose a wire or something in the morning? Yukie couldn't help but wonder. Or was it something else? No matter what, she couldn't register the fact that he had said he liked her. It was a little... out of this world. But he seemed sincere enough, and the girl couldn't help but realize that his smile came more readily now, almost natural.
"Meet me after class? Is there really a need?" she couldn't resist asking, a little curious. What was the point? Its not as if she's accident prone and could end up in a hospital walking down the hallway. But Kyouya was adamant. Yukie might not have realized the slightly more then hard glance shot her way, but Kyouya had seen plenty, and he knew better then to let her walk alone in the hallway. "Don't argue with me Yukie." Kyouya replied in mild irritation.
Yukie blinked, before she laughed softly and nodded. Well, to argue with Kyouya was a waste of a time, but she did enjoy seeing his irritated look. She gave one last look at the music box in her hands, before smiling and waving at him, pushing her class doors open to enter her History class.
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Peeking in the open door, Yukie gave a second thought on whether should she enter the Third Music Room the moment she saw Tamaki apparently on some ranting rave in the middle of the room himself. It wasn't like anyone else was listening to him. Haruhi was by a corner with the twins finishing up their work, Hunny-senpai was oblivious to everything except the lemon layered cake in front of him, Mori-senpai was reading a book, and Kyouya was at his table with his laptop. The moment she entered, Kyouya looked up, and gave a small smile at the sight of her, as he got up, preparing to walk over to her. Unfortunately, before the dark haired Host could get to Yukie, the girl stumbled backwards when the rambunctious Host King jumped in front of her, his violet eyes a little dazed to say the least.
"You! Are you the one in the rumors?! What did Kyouya say to you this morning?! Tell me everything!" Tamaki started to blabber, as he held her by the shoulders. Yukie was a little stunned by this little outburst, her eyes wide as she looked at Tamaki for a moment, before answering. "T-Tamaki-senpai. I-" but before she could finish, Kyouya intervened, firmly prying Tamaki's fingers off of Yukie's shoulder, giving his gold haired friend a pointed look that obviously said 'back-off', he gave a smile at Yukie, before turning to Tamaki, raising his brows in question.
But the Host King was off in his own world again, muttering to himself. Snatches of 'impossible' and 'everything will be different', along with a couple of 'family' as well as 'mummy and daddy' could be heard, before Tamaki suddenly turned around again, his look of worry completely melted to a look of immense relief, as he looked over Kyouya's shoulder at Yukie, who was standing behind Kyouya, despite her protests. "Yukie-chan! You're officially my new daughter! Call daddy!" Tamaki explained, and the next thing she knew, Yukie was picked up by her arms and swung around once, before Kyouya snatched the gold haired maiden out of Tamaki's grip in irritation. "Tamaki, what are you-"
"I know! We'll have a family outing tomorrow! We'll go the theme park!" Tamaki started exclaiming. At the mention of the theme park, the Hitachiin exchanged looks of equal devilish light, before they said simultaneously. "Good idea Tono!"
"Tamaki..." Kyouya started in a defeated tone, as he tried to talk the exuberant gold haired sophomore out of the ridiculous idea. Family outing? What in the world was going on in the baka's head anyway? But again, Tamaki practically ignored Kyouya, as he jumped towards Haruhi, whom had buried her head in her arms the moment she saw him coming. "Haruhi! You'll be coming with us right!" he practically sang, as he bounced towards the brown haired feminine Host.
Yukie raised her brow at Tamaki and his buoyant acts, before she nudged at Kyouya. "Daughter?" she asked in curiosity, when Kyouya brought his eyes down to met hers. The guy on the other hand, just rolled his eyes and made as if he was waving Tamaki away. "Ignore him. His just too dense to realize his in love with Haruhi." Kyouya explained, as he propelled her towards where he sat by the hand he pressed on her back. "In love with her?" Yukie echoed in surprised, she followed Kyouya's propelling, but shot surprised look at him. Kyouya let out an amused breathe, but nodded. "Again, ignore them." he said, as he settled in front of the chair and continued on his laptop again, but at the same time watching Yukie from time to time from the corner of his eyes.
But Yukie couldn't ignore them. To her, the antics of Tamaki and Haruhi were far too amusing, and as she watched, she couldn't help letting out soft giggles now and then when she saw Haruhi trying to fend off Tamaki's advances, and her giggles turned to laughter when the Host King pouted in a corner after each rejection, yet he jumped back to the mood in record time each and every time. "His always like that." Suddenly, Kyouya spoke up, his voice causing Yukie to turn towards him.
"Ne?"
"His the biggest idiot I've ever known. But I don't blame him. He was taken away from his mother at a young age, and he was thrown in a house alone, with only his servants for company." Kyouya's voice was soft now, and tender even, if Yukie could detect it underneath multiple layers of masked nonchalance. Her ears strained to catch it, but she was sure it was there. Gold eyes turned towards Kyouya, and then they sparkled with soft understandment. "You care for him, don't you Kyouya-kun?" she asked, her soft tone matching his. At her words, Kyouya's gaze shifted to her, and her eyes widened when she saw, if possible, the tender light that had been illuminating his gray eyes deepened a degree. "You think?"
Yukie paused, a little unsure of what to say for a minute, before she smiled, and then reached for her bag. "I think, that Kyouya-kun only makes as if he doesn't care." she commented lightly, her attention on searching for her book. Kyouya's fingers paused in their typing. Again, she had gotten everything about him spot on, but this time, Kyouya was only mildly surprised. Frankly, by now, he knows better then to be surprised at whatever affect Yukie had on him by now. "I'll drive you home." he said, dismissing the last comment as his fingers resumed typing.
"Is there really a need? You've walked me from every class, and now you're bringing me home? I can walk you know." Yukie protested, which was true. From each and every class, the moment she walked out, she saw him waiting at the doorway, and he insisted on walking her to every class, much to her curiosity. Wherever did his sudden interest in her every class, she had no idea, but she did find it rather endearing, and Yukie wasn't complaining. "Yukie." again, Kyouya said her name in a tone asking her to please not pick a fight with him. This time, Yukie knew what was coming, and she laughed, and nodded. "Alright, alright. I get the point." she said, her smile impish, as she gave one last look at Kyouya, before leaning backwards to read her book.
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"Tell me again, why are we here?"
Yukie looked up at Kyouya's obviously irritated look, and tried to a hide laugh. Hunny and the twins were already on their way to the rides, Tamaki obviously dragging Haruhi along. As always, Mori was with his gold haired cousin, but both Yukie and Kyouya were lagging behind, Kyouya feeling rather annoyed. Frankly, he wouldn't mind spending a day with Yukie. In fact, he rather liked the idea. But to be with the blonde, dense Host King, and the rest of his prying friends? They may be his friends, but Kyouya had his limits. His hands in his pockets, he sauntered along next to Yukie, looking at her every now and again. Somehow, Kyouya just found his eyes pulled towards her, and no matter the amount of time, he still found it nice to just look at her smiling face and sparkling gold eyes.
"Because they're your friends."
Yukie looked up, and smiled impishly at Kyouya, as she trailed along the rowdy group in front of them. They were trying to wrangle Haruhi in to the roller coaster, despite the female Host's protests, all words fell on deaf ears. It didn't take long for them to get Haruhi seated and belted in, and Tamaki turned to Kyouya. "Oi! Kyouya! Yukie-chan! Hurry up!" Tamaki called, his hands waving at them. Yukie made a move to run towards them, but Kyouya surprised her by grabbing the hand she had started to raise to wave back at Tamaki, before replying himself. "You guys go ahead! We'll meet you at the entrance later!" he said, and before Yukie had a chance to question, or ponder, Kyouya had dragged her away.
"Uwa! Kyouya-kun!" Yukie squealed as she got dragged away by the hand. Not that she minded, but she was curious as to Kyouya's sudden odd behavior, and she did want to join the rest on the roller coaster. Apparently, it seems that Kyouya had other plans though. "I'm not going to share you with a bunch of idiots for the whole day." Kyouya muttered under his breath, his irritation obvious, but his words barely audible. Yukie did catch small snatches of 'share' and 'idiots' however, and she laughed beneath her breathe, before running a little to catch up with Kyouya's long stride, and soon fell in step next to him.
Kyouya had no liking for cotton candy. Yukie loved the sweet snack. The theme park might be crowded with families on a day out, but that didn't stop Yukie from having fun, as she dragged Kyouya to ride after ride, snacking on cotton candy and imawagayaki. Admittedly, Kyouya found no interest in the vast playground, but Yukie was amusing, at least to him. Her bright personality, her playful nature, all seemed so attractive in Kyouya's eyes. He would do anything just to hear her laugh, and he went along with all her whims and rides, just to make sure she didn't get in trouble, or perhaps it was to keep him from having a panic attack while she screamed on top of the space shot ride. Either way, just watching her as she laughed whilst riding the spinning tea cup, or looking at her on the merry-go-round, was enough to bring a smile to his face.
"Ne, should we go and meet them now?" Yukie asked, when afternoon started melting in to evening. The day had been fun, and although she knew Kyouya held no interest in all that she dragged him too, she was elated to see him smile at her time after time. Smile, even laugh with her. None of which sounded very fake either. Frankly, Yukie was starting to like him more and more. Love? No, she wouldn't say that yet, not at this time. But for now, she loved spending time with Kyouya. His fingers around her hand made warm tingles run up her arm, and she was amazed that, after a whole day, it still had the same affect. Kyouya might not be one to show affections in public, but she was satisfied with a simple smile specially for her for now.
It didn't take long to find the rambunctious group at the entrance when Yukie and Kyouya got there, but what surprised her was that Tamaki swept her up in one long sweep, and then placed her at the opposite end of the group at first sight, at least 4 feet away from Kyouya. "Eh? Tamaki-senpai?" Yukie asked in curiosity, when she realized they were both at opposite ends of the group. Her eyes flashed to Kyouya, who was starting to look thoroughly irritated. Their gazes met, and he indicated at her to wait, before he took Tamaki by the shoulder's, and started steering him forward. "Its late, and I'm sure Haruhi is tired and hungry. So why don't you take her home?" he suggested, using Tamaki's most sensitive topic.
Of course, at these words, Tamaki latched on to Haruhi immediately, starting to talk and worry like any fussy father, but maybe more so. Yukie giggled at Tamaki's antics, and exchanged amused looks with the twins, before Kyouya stepped up next to her again, his gray eyes in a defeated look at Tamaki. "Come, I'll bring you home." he finally said, looking down at Yukie, and Yukie smiled once, before nodding.
So what if the Shadow King couldn't be himself with everyone? As long as he had Yukie, and as long as she was happy, he didn't care less. He only needed her, and thats all that matters.