Title: Heartless

Rating: K

Pairing: KyoyaXRenge

Prompts: heartless, emotion, feelings

Renge sat at a table in the 3rd Music Room staring at a blank page before her. On the same table a few pencils were scattered about. Slender arms rose above the Renge's head as she stretched. Her dark honey locks flowed with the movement, cascading down her back and shoulders. The yellow Ouran uniform rippled along with Renge's shifting.

Kyoya watched her from his place at a table surrounded by a few of his fans. Their giggled and coos annoyed him to no end but instead of shooing them away he smiled pleasantly, like indulging a small kid. His glasses glinted as the object of his interest unwound, stretching her limbs. Oddly enough Renge resembled a feline when she did that. Even odder was the effect it had on Kyoya. The Shadow King's nonexistent heart thumped in his chest and he had the sudden urge to look away. Or was it to not look away? The hesitance irritated him.

Manicured fingernails, flamboyant in their red colour, latched onto his forearm and his attention shifted from the club's manager to one of the clients. A pout filled his vision as the female who clung to him complained about being ignored. He countered her remark with a witty reply of his. The other occupants of the table squealed or giggled. All the noise was made Kyoya's ears bleed. But apparently it also grabbed Renge's attention.

The French-Japanese looked him dead in the eyes. Her expression was blank, as if everything bored her. A perfect poker-face. One that Kyoya would enjoy breaking. Vacancy didn't suit Renge; it wouldn't do for her to be so bland when emotion looked so good on her. She wore her felling with distinct grace and unyielding determination. One smile of hers could light up the night sky. One small gesture was enough to turn his occasional sour moods to strangely pleasant dispositions; this always made his question his sanity. Renge affected Kyoya more then he was willing to admit, or acknowledge for that matter.

Whatever it was about her that ignited his feelings was something beyond his power of understanding.

This kind of paves the way to love. It's not love yet, mind you. Just curiosity.

TenTenD over & out!