Glancing outside of his window, a frown creased his forehead when he saw how quickly the sky was darkening, as Kyouya's fingers fiddled with his cellphone, his mind unable to concentrate anymore on the document he had been perusing. It had been half an hour. Half an hour since Yukie had left his house, and she had yet to call him. Did she forget? Or maybe she got held up by her ass of a stepmother? But Kyouya had specifically asked her to call him when she reached her house. How long would it take for her to get to her house anyway? Fifteen minutes? Twenty?

Finally relenting to his nerves, the male snapped his cell phone opened, and dialled a number he knew by heart already.

'Sorry, the number you've dialled is currently out of service. Please...'

Kyouya snapped his phone shut before it continued, his agitation and irritation growing bit by bit as the seconds ticked by.

Barely 5 minutes past, before he finally couldn't take the waiting anymore, and pushed himself off from the couch he was sitting on. Completely forgetting the fact that he had a driver at his disposal, the guy whisked himself out of his house at top speed, almost knocking over 2 maids and 1 footman polishing the silver in the process, Kyouya was hard-pressed not to break in to a run as he started down the pathway he knew led to Yukie's neighbourhood, and all whilst he walked, his gray eyes scoped the area, looking for any sign of that golden head so dear to him now.

Luck apparently, was not on his side however it seems. He speed walked all the way to where he knew the Sohma house was, but Kyouya did not catch a single glimpse of Yukie. Panting, and slightly out of breathe now, not to mention the growing sense of panic ballooning up in his chest, he gave a sharp rap on the oaken door, and asked in a split second the door was opened by the butler.

"Is Yukie home?"

"I'm afraid young miss Sohma isn't home, Master Ootori."

Before Kyouya could thank the butler and leave though, a sharp shriek, followed by a clatter down the staircase punctuated his senses, and before he knew it, he was staring right at Yukie's stepsister, who wore a ridiculously huge grin on her face.

"Did you come to look for me, Kyouya-san?"

Kyouya had to resist from growling, and instead managed a grinded reply of "No. I came to see Yukie." towards Hana, before stepping backwards, fully intending to leave. Before he could however, Hana's words became like an invisible string, holding him back.

"She's probably out with her boyfriend somewhere, anyway." she had scoffed condescendingly, and those were the words that grinded Kyouya to a halt in his tracks. Turning around, he gave Hana a careful look, before asking. "Boyfriend?"

Hana gave Kyouya an amused look, before saying. "Didn't you know? The Nakatsu family came just a day ago, to propose a marriage of conveniance between the family. Mother was highly pleased to marry her off. She's been haranguing Yukie to go and take a date with the young Master Nakatsu."

Kyouya wasn't sure if he wanted to strangle Hana, or would he prefer to strangle Nakatsu Shuichi himself.

Just at that second, the cell phone he had kept in his pocket vibrated, and Kyouya yanked it out, hoping that it would be Yukie calling. His hopes were dashed however, when he saw a new message, with an unknown number. When he opened the message however, his eyes registered slight surprise.

'Meet me at Ouran's garden.

- Nakatsu Shuichi'

-x-x-x-x-

Upon reaching the garden, Kyouya's eyes fell upon the gazebo where a very familiar figure stood waiting, and the tall First Demon had to shove his fists in to his pocket to prevent himself from strangling the atheletic boy, before he finally approached him.

"Yukie..." he started, wanting to get straight down to business. But he had barely got a word in edgewise, before Nakatsu had turned around, a pinched look etched all over his features as he spoke.

"My father took her."

His control over his emotions snapped.

It only took less then a second before Kyouya had Nakatsu up against one of the pillars of the gazebo, pinned tightly underneath his grip hold. Gray eyes that previously glittered with non-chalance now blazed with unspoken anger, Kyouya cared less if he bruised his back, the guy slammed Nakatsu againsg the pillar again, before asking in a low, dangerously hissing tone. "Where is she?"

"In his office." Nakatsu replied stoicly, not about to give up, but not exactly in the position to give a dignified answer.

"What the fuck does your father want with her?"

"He wants her to marry me. She refused."

"She's mine. I told you that before. I also remember I told you not to touch her. What did he do with her?" he grounded out the last bit, tightening his hold on Nakatsu a little. The other boy choked a little at the tightened grip, but never relented, and instead replied in as dignified a tone as he could muster, both males as stubborn as mules. "He wants to force her to be my bride. Nakatsu Sports is having a little financial trouble. My marriage to the Sohma family would help that."

"What did he do with her?" Kyouya repeated dangerously, his patience running dangerously thin.

"I don't know. All I know is that Father has her in his office. Thats as far as my driver told me."

Kyouya glared at Nakatsu, holding him there for a second or two longer, before suddenly releasing his grip on Nakatsu, letting the guy fall to a heap on the ground, before turning on his heels and started running, his fingers dialling his family's elite police force as he ran.

"Get your men. Go to Nakatsu Sports main office. Get the CEO. Mine Sohma Yukie. Find her!"

Kyouya couldn't care less about his father finding out about him using the family staff to find her, or anything else right now. His main focus right now was getting back Yukie in one piece. He had to get her back. He had to. Kyouya couldn't risk losing her.

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Heh!. Sorry for the super mega late update. I just started college! But I think this is ending in a chapter or two now. :P Thanks for all the reviews guys! I don't exactly have the time to reply to all of them, but they're all very appreciated?

And sorry for the lame chapter. . I just wanted to focus more on Kyouya here. :P