Alright, this chapter didn't take two weeks this time, thankfully. We said that we would make it up to you guys for last chapters huge delay, and we certainly did. ;) We enjoyed writing this chapter a lot, and we hope you'll like it!

(If you couldn't tell with this chapter, Alyssa and I are musicians)

Enjoy~

Chapter 5

The Ouran Host Club had just begun that day's activities, and Kyoya was sitting at his usual table, typing at his computer. He was working on some important things for another one of Tamaki's insane ideas as a theme. He preferred to be alone while working on something like this, and he was more than annoyed when Olivia walked up to him and handed him 1000 yen.

"Host me, Four-Eyes," She said with a smirk.

Kyoya stopped typing and put his head in his hands with a sigh, "Why?" He asked tiredly.

"Because I want to bother you. Also I'm very bored," She slapped the money in front of him and sat down in the seat across from the dark-haired boy. She laced her fingers together and set her chin on them, "So," she said with a mischievous smile.

"Livvy, can you please leave me alone? I've got a lot of work to do. I'm not hosting today for that reason," He explained, getting more and more agitated the longer she stayed.

"You called me Livvy again. I'm staying right here just to bug you."

Kyoya's eye began to twitch, "Go away."

"Aw, Kyoya," she pouted, "That's not how a host is supposed to act. I'm not swooning yet."

Kyoya smirked a little at that remark, but he was still extremely annoyed with her. Then he remembered something, "You know, I'm still waiting to hear you play, Livvy," He said with a grin.

Olivia's eyes darted to his and she glared at him, "You're serious?" She said flatly.

"Of course," He replied, his smirk ever present.

"No," she said, crossing her arms in a huff.

"Why not?" He said with a sarcastic whine on his words.

"Because I don't want to play for you. And anyways, I haven't played in two years. I won't be as good." She said with a shrug, as if it were obvious. Kyoya sighed and turned back to his computer and Olivia pulled out her own.

They were silent for a minute, until Kyoya finally spoke up again, eyes not moving from the screen, "If you play piano for me, I'll stop calling you Livvy."

He looked up at her with a sly smirk and Olivia groaned. She really wanted him to stop calling her Livvy. It was one of the things that made her hate Kyoya in the first place. If she did play for him, she'd need to practice. She could probably get back up to the same level she was at before if she tried. Although it would be a lot of work...

After a few seconds of contemplating all of this, Olivia finally gave in, "Fine. I'll play for you. But you have to promise to not call me Livvy anymore. Got it, asshole?"

Kyoya smirked again and put a hand to his chest, as if he were taking an oath, "I promise."

"Good. Now I'm gonna go home and practice. I'll play for you next Friday." She said curtly. By playing for him on Friday, this would give her an entire week to practice. Olivia got up and put her school bag over her shoulder again, and she quietly walked over to where Tamaki was making a few girls swoon.

"Tamaki, do we have a piano at home?" Olivia asked

"Well, yes of course, we have a few," Tamaki said, "Why?"

"We're going home," She deadpanned, and began to drag him away from the girls.

Tamaki began to flail from Olivia's grasp, "Wait, Olivia!" he cried. Olivia ignored him and kept walking, and she pulled him all the way out the door.

Tamaki and Olivia finally arrived at the second Suoh mansion, and as they opened the front doors, Tamaki began to ask, "So why did we have to come home early?"

"Your dumb friend wants me to play piano for him, and the only reason I'm doing this is because he's going to stop calling me Livvy. So I need to practice," Olivia complained as the door was shut behind them.

Tamaki tilted his head slightly, "You could've just practiced at the school, I mean we were in a music room."

Olivia rolled her eyes, "I'm not stupid; I knew that. I just...," Olivia looked down at her shoes, "I didn't want to practice in front of all of those people. Especially since most of them dislike me."

Tamaki gave her a small smile, "That's perfectly alright," He said kindly, "I didn't know you played piano. I do as well."

Olivia was silent for a few moments until she awkwardly began, "You don't suppose... You could help me, maybe?" She said sheepishly.

Tamaki laughed a little, "Sure, I don't mind. I would also like to hear you play, Olivia."

Olivia gave him a small smile in response, "Great. We should find something for me to play."

"I've got a small library of piano music upstairs," He explained, "My mother had a lot of piano music that I would play for her."

Olivia wanted to ask about his mother, but decided that now was not the time. She followed him up the stairs so she could find a piece suitable to play for Kyoya.

"No, Olivia, it's G major so it only has F sharp, there isn't a D sharp." Tamaki scolded.

"Oh okay, yeah, that's right." Olivia took a pencil to mark the note she had missed a few times in a row, putting a natural sign in front of it, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's alright. Play that small section again, please," Tamaki requested. Olivia and Tamaki had been practicing for a few hours, and Olivia was feeling herself get better and better. At first her fingers stumbled across the keys, as they had become unadjusted to the instrument with lack of practice. She even had to stop and lay across the keys as she was so frustrated. Eventually, after going through a few pages of a practice book, and playing her solo extremely slowly, she had started to sound as if she had never stopped.

Olivia started to play the section again as she was told, and she moved her fingers knowingly across the monochrome keys. Her eyes darted carefully from the page to her fingers, until she came to the spot she was having problems with. She hit the correct white key instead of the black one she had hit every other time.

"Excellent," Tamaki said quietly, trying not to interrupt her playing, "Now go on."

Olivia nodded slightly, and continued playing. She came to one of the fermatas and held the note out. The note began to taper out slowly and it eventually stopped. Olivia took her hands off the keys and feet off the pedals.

"My hands are starting to cramp; I think we should stop," Olivia said, rubbing the back of her hand with the other. Tamaki nodded in agreement, and he stood up. Olivia shuffled the papers on top of the keyboard and set them in a neat stack. The two stood in silence for a few beats until Olivia spoke up again.

"Do you... Do you think he'll like it?" She asked quietly. She awkwardly began to rub her hands again. Why did she care if Kyoya liked her playing? She was only doing this because she wanted him to stop calling her that God-awful nickname. There was no reason for her to care what he thinks about her. But yet, there was something in the back of her mind that wanted him to like it, desperately, even. Something that wanted to impress him, and she couldn't shake the feeling.

Olivia's ears turned red as she began to get flustered, "Not that I care or anything! But..., do you?"

Tamaki turned to her and smiled softly, "Of course he will. He'll love it!"

Olivia smiled widely, breathing an inward sigh of relief, "Awesome, thank you so much Tamaki. I really appreciate your help." As the two headed off to their separate rooms, Olivia kept thinking about what Tamaki said. He seemed very confident that Kyoya would like it, and after a few more days of practice, she hoped she would believe him.

Olivia's Blog - Day 5

Kyoya wants me to play piano for him next week. Although I have not touched a piano in two years, Four-Eyes still insists that I play something for him. Thankfully, Tamaki plays piano as well, and he helped me pick a piece and helped me get back in shape. So far I'm sounding alright, but I definitely have some room for improvement. I'll be practicing all week, so I can sound better than just halfway decent.

Not that I want to impress him or anything, obviously...

Wish me luck!

-Olivia Fadley

Olivia spent the entirety of the next week at the piano. Sometimes she would practice with Tamaki at her side, and sometimes she practiced alone. She had major pains in her hands but she didn't care, they stopped hurting when she put her fingers to the keys. Olivia would not stop until she had it perfected, and by the sixth day of that week, she did. Her fingers would glide along the keys, not missing a note, never hitting a D sharp unless it said so otherwise. Not only were the notes perfect, but the emotion that rang through the melody was just so moving, and each time Olivia finished a runthrough, she had to stop and breathe for a minute, taking in the music with a small grin on her face.

That Thursday evening, Olivia and Tamaki were putting away a few things after that day's worth of hosting. They had been stacking a set of cake plates until Tamaki began to say something.

"Oh, that's right," he sighed, "I needed to get a book for my chemistry class. I'll be right back, I'm just going to get it."

"Alright, I'll stay here then," Olivia replied, setting a few teacups in their box.

Tamaki was halfway to the door before he turned around to face Olivia again, "Why don't you practice some?"

Olivia huffed, "Fine. But my hands have begun to hurt."

"I understand, but at least play through it once," Tamaki lightly pleaded.

Olivia finally agreed and as Tamaki shut the large door to the third music room, Olivia sat in front of the sleek grand piano in the corner of the room.

Meanwhile, as Olivia began to play through her piece, Kyoya pulled up to the front of the school, and began to angrily walk to the doors. I can't believe I left my laptop in the music room, he cursed himself. He opened the massive front doors and headed to the grand staircase in front of him. The school was silent until he made it up the first flight of stairs, and he heard the faintest sound of a piano.

Whoever is playing surely has experience, Kyoya determined as he listened intently to the melody. Even though Kyoya had minimal musicality, he couldn't distinguish a single mistake in the tune. He decided to follow the sound, as it seemed to be coming from somewhere along the way to the third music room.

He walked through the halls, his anger becoming subdued by the beautiful melody floating through the school. As he neared the third music room, the music was getting louder. He soon realized that it was actually coming from inside the third music room. What is Tamaki doing here so late, he wondered to himself as he grasped the door handle. He quietly opened the door, careful not to disturb who he thought was Tamaki at the piano.

He absentmindedly glanced at the piano in the corner of the room and did a double take when he saw a flash of red hair instead of blonde. He stopped dead in his tracks and just watched as Olivia played. He was awestruck as the music completely filled his ears, now that he was closest to its source. Kyoya watched her as her body swayed to the music. She obviously knows the piece well, Kyoya thought to himself, Was this what she was going to play for me tomorrow?

Kyoya's gaze lingered on her face, however, longer than he wanted it to. Her eyes were closed, and her fingers moved precisely even without sight, as she knew the black and white keys all too well. The corners of her mouth were turned up in a contented smile. Olivia looked like she was in a whole other world; she was so caught up in the music and the emotion that flowed within it. Before Kyoya knew it, she had whisked him away along with her. He had wondered why, if this was what she sounded like two years ago, she could she think she wouldn't be any good. You couldn't lose such skill like this in just a matter of two years.

Suddenly the glorious finale commenced. He felt so peaceful when listening to Olivia's wonderful melody. Kyoya felt his chest clench, and the feeling was slightly unfamiliar. He was too caught up to actually catch on to what the sensation was. This piece is so beautiful, Kyoya marveled, And she's so beautiful.

His gut wrenched due to his previous thought, and he was lurched out of his trance. Where did that come from? he thought. He started to deny it quickly, as if he had embarrassed himself in front of another person. She's not beautiful, he compromised, But she is quite pretty...

Olivia reached to the far left side of the piano to hit the last chord, ending the piece and leaving Kyoya in awe, "That was magnificent, Olivia," Kyoya found himself saying. His heart rate lept up exponentially as he walked towards the piano. He watched her look up calmly, until she realized who was speaking.

"Four-Eyes?" She jumped slightly, hitting a few random keys, "What are you doing here?"

"I left my laptop here earlier, and I came to retrieve it," He explained. Olivia nervously stood to shuffle her music. She began to say something rude to him, but he interrupted, reverting back to his usual cool character on the outside. He had begun to feel the slightest bit more comfortable with the conversation, but yet his heart was still racing.

"I meant what I said earlier, Olivia" He murmured, coming closer to where she stood, and soon Kyoya was also behind the piano, "Magnificent."

Olivia began to frantically piece together a response, not knowing what to say. She was taken aback by Kyoya's sudden kindness, "Er, um, thank, uh, you, Kyoya..." She stumbled on her words. Anxiety ebbed at her mind, and she played with her hands to give them something to do. She didn't know why she was so anxious, it was just her worst enemy complimenting her...

Kyoya looked down at Olivia and watched her nervously clasp her hands together, and he searched his mind for something to say to put her at ease, "It was as if you hadn't taken a two year break."

Olivia felt her face burn and her lips turn up slightly. She reached up to tuck a strand of red hair out of her face and glanced up at Kyoya. She was startled to see him staring down intently at her. Every part of her screamed to look away, but yet she just couldn't leave his dark grey eyes. Instead of looking at her with annoyance like they usually did, they stared down with genuine compassion and they seemed truly inviting.

Olivia's mind quickly jumped back to the night of the party, and remembered they were stuck in a moment like this before. They had stood still on the dance floor, staring at each other silently, their faces just centimeters apart. She remembered Kyoya had grinned while making a cheeky remark, and walked away from her. She wondered if this was another one of those instances, but she didn't have any time to pull away.

Kiss her, Kyoya's mind told him. So he did.

He put his hands on her hips and pressed his lips to hers. At first, Olivia was floored. She didn't move. Her heart rate must have been at stroke level, but she did the only thing she realized she wanted to do. She kissed back.

Olivia pressed her chest to Kyoya's, resting her hands on his shoulders. Her sore fingers dug into his blazer as she pulled him close. Their lips molded to one another, and moved in sync as if they had done this for years. Quite the contrary, neither of them had kissed anyone before in their lives. Olivia was panicking, hoping she wasn't making any mistakes, and Kyoya was thinking the same thing.

They parted for their need to breathe, and begun to inhale and exhale heavily. They were still close enough to feel each other's breath. They stayed like that silently, not knowing what to say, but also not needing to say anything. Olivia felt as if she could stay like this forever.

"Hey, Olivia?" The two were still in their own little world when Tamaki opened the door, not even hearing him enter the room. They instantly jumped away. Kyoya put his fist to his mouth and awkwardly coughed, and Olivia frantically went back to shuffling her sheet music.

"Hey, Tamaki," Olivia said quietly.

"I got my book, we can leave now," Tamaki glanced over and saw Kyoya walking over to grab his laptop, "Oh, Kyoya, I didn't know you were here."

"Yeah, um, I just needed to get my laptop. I left it here earlier today. I had a few things on my mind," Kyoya said quickly, fast-walking over to where he was sitting earlier that day. His eyes darted over to Olivia. She was standing with her sheet music in her hands, the paper fluttering as her hands shook. He looked to her face and noticed tears in her eyes, threatening to fall down her flushed cheeks. Kyoya's heart dropped at the sight.

"Olivia, are you alright?" Tamaki asked, concern lacing his words. Olivia shook her head and pressed the back of her hand to her eye.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," She said, her voice a little shaky, "I've just got something in my eye. An eyelash, probably."

Kyoya was a little relieved that she didn't tell Tamaki, but he still was extremely worried about her. It was obviously the kiss, but why, exactly, was she crying? Was it because she was happy? Was she sad? Was she just overwhelmed?

Kyoya's head swirled with all of these questions, until he was jolted out of his thoughts when Tamaki said his farewell.

"See you tomorrow, Kyoya," Tamaki called, waving a hand in Kyoya's direction. Kyoya saw Olivia look back at him one last time, and her teary eyes still hadn't cleared. Kyoya lifted a hand in a response, waving half-heartedly. Olivia gave him a forced smile and left with Tamaki.

As Kyoya finally left the room, he looked to his left and saw Olivia and Tamaki turn the corner, out of his line of sight. He stood in front of the massive doors, shoulders slack and chest constricted, "What have I done," He murmured to himself, quiet enough that the pair in front of him wouldn't hear.