Alex Conners: 5'0, Virgo. Positive traits of Virgos: brave, sincere, dynamic, freedom loving, spontaneous, adventurous, takes initiatives, inspiring, and child-like enthusiasm. Negative traits of Virgos: rushing into things, ego, demanding everything immediately, and reacting. Theme song? Probably So in Love with Two, by Mikaila. I don't own any anime or their characters. I only own Alex and I deeply apologize for all the Black Butler references.
After Club was over, Alex ran over to Haruhi-it was barely a day after the outburst and clearly everyone except Kyoya and Haruhi seemed uncomfortable around her. Alex seemed to appear unfazed, despite how much she was avoiding everyone except for said two Hosts, and seemed completely herself as she passed said Hosts in the hallway or at the Host Club. If she even went to the Host Club.
Alex would be lying if she said it didn't bother her. Even Mitskuni and Mori had trouble talking to her-Alex didn't blame them, she would have avoided herself too. Haruhi didn't understand why Alex and the male members of the Host Club, excluding Kyoya, were avoiding each other. In fact, since Alex lived with the twins, it made it even harder. The silence in the limo on the way home was suffocating and was so tense and awkward, no one dared break it.
Alex constantly stayed to herself, quiet, not speaking to anyone unless they spoke to her-and her silence included not talking to either Haruhi or Kyoya in fear or shouting at them.
She didn't know what to do. Reacting and figuring out how to fix a situation she created was not her forte. She pondered to herself quietly as she limped her way to Music Room #3, attempting to drag her behind her as she dreaded entering the room. She swallowed, fumbling with her notebooks. Her brown eyes were trained on her feet, watching as she walked and not paying attention to what was in front of her.
Her face instantly came into contact with something soft, but muscular at the same time, and she was fairly certain she caught of a glimpse of really dark purple cloth. So dark it look almost black. Alex's notebooks and pencils dropped to the ground, falling everywhere, as she fell backwards. She cried out as her sprained ankle flared in pain. She quickly bit her lip, squeezing her eyes shut before making a face and opening her eyes, seeing just who she bumped into.
Wide, alarmed, beautiful blue eyes looking into a pair of surprised brown. Along the blue eyes was dark lashes and pale skin. There were strands of blonde hair that fell into the handsome man's face, but for the most part covered by a dark green wig. He looked, if possible and Alex was really, really hoping, an American. But she knew he wasn't in the slightest. He looked like France, sounded like Germany, and was really half Russian and Japanese.
Alex quickly felt her face heat up in embarrassment and exclaimed, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, are you okay?" Nekozawa's hood was knocked off, so you could see his wig clearly. He merely blinked at Alex in surprise, not expecting such a reaction. She, flinching when her sprained ankle brushed against the ground the wrong way, started to pick up her things. After piling them up in a stack, grumbling to herself when she saw some of the papers with her drawings on them were crumpled, looked around to see if the man dropped anything and saw a cute little cat puppet.
She reached over and picked it up cautiously and held it out to the man, "Here-This is yours, right?" She blinked when she noticed his look of shock that was clear on his face. "Um, hello~?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows as she stared at the man. "Anyone home? If you're not going to take the puppet, then I'll keep it." The man blinked again, apparently still in shock, and slowly reached over and grabbed the puppet away from the girl. "Awesome, I am so sorry about that by the way-you know, the, um, crashing into you. I wasn't really looking were I was going and I am going to stand up now and shut up." She took a deep breathe as she grabbed her books, attempting to stand with her sprained ankle.
It wasn't easy to say that least. She flinched and her face contorted into a look of pain, and she quickly leaned on her right foot. She then looked at Nekozawa and held out a hand, guilty and embarrassed. I can't believe I did that. I mean, seriously, I should've been paying more attention! But then again, I'm just plain stupid, aren't I? Alex's mood decreased again, but brightened when the man took her hand and stood up, but not before eyeing her sprained foot curiously and slightly cautiously.
"I didn't, like, hurt you anything, right?"
"N-No...What about you, your ankle seems to be hurting you-" Alex grinned at him, shaking her head as she released his hand.
"Nope, I'm fine. I got this...Two days ago?" She lifted her head up in thought, pouting slightly, "Yeah, two days ago, I think. Tamaki was chasing me and we ran around Kyoya and we fell and he kinda landed on me and my ankle decided to sprain on me. All's good though!" She grinned, giving him a thumbs up, before gaining a slight distant look. "You know, minus that fact that I..." She swallowed and shook her head, "Never mind, it's nothing. Oh! What's your name? I'm Alex."
"Umehito Nekozawa. Are you, perhaps, American by any chance?" The man seemed to tilt his head as he put the puppet on his hand, making gestures and motions with it. It was actually quite adorable. "Your accent says American, though you seem to be of Japanese decent..."
Alex laughed nervously, raising a hand up and rubbing her left arm, "I guess I could be considered half-American and half-Japanese. Strange, huh?"
Umehito paused and looked at the girl for a few moments, before grinning creepily and asking in a deep voice, raising Beelzenef up to her face, "Would you like to join the Black Magic club? If you do, I can give you a cursed Beelzenef doll as a welcoming present?"
Alex was actually tempted to say "yes" and take the doll-she really did want the cute Beelzenef doll, but knew she couldn't. She frowned and apologized, "I'm sorry, Nekozawa-er, Sempai, but I'm already in the Host Club...and honestly, I don't feel like facing Kyoya's rage." She laughed a bit at that, but it was a little half-hearted. "But..." She paused, uncertain if she should ask. She really didn't want to head to the Host Club and face everyone. "Can I...Is it alright if I hang out with you in your Club room? I don't...I just, um, ah-how to explain it. The Host Club and I aren't exactly on good terms right now."
"...Why not?"
"We-I snapped when Tamaki said something and I just...they're avoiding me and I'm avoiding them." She inhaled deeply, "And I don't, well, I..."
Nekozawa stared at the girl for a few moments, possibly debating things in his head, before nodding, "Of course... This way, Alex." She watched as Nekozawa moved past her, walking to the direction opposite of which she came, and quickly limped after him-er, as quick as she could anyway. Okay, I will admit, I am a little excited to meet Nekozawa. And the manga didn't lie, he is actually a nice guy-I think. He's just awkward with people-hey! Like me!
They arrived onto, like, the opposite end of the school in the South Hall. In front of them was a huge, creepy looking door which lead to, very obviously, the Black Magic Club. Alex, not frightened, rather intrigued followed Nekozawa in. Okay, imagine the scariest haunted house you ever been in-complete with the skulls and dark room. Now, imagine no light, only candles bordering along the walls with bookshelves and bookshelves of Black Magic books, decorated with skulls and...organs in jars, and over all a fright-fest. Add a few more creepy and scary details and you got it. Now, one more thing. Imagine it as big as the Host Club room, which it was, and that was how the room looked.
"Okay, I'll admit, this looks awesome." Nekozawa turned his head with Beelzenef to look at Alex in surprise, as most people scream and fear and run away.
"You're not...frightened?"
"Nope. After facing death, you tend to find things a little less scary. Besides, even before I died, one time in Health class, Mrs. Richards showed us a real...erm, whatever it's called that comes out of the womb after you have a baby, and I was the only one in the class who didn't find it disgusting. It was, um, honestly I felt a little left out, but hey, I'm not normal."
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Don't ask how, but somehow Nekozawa and Alex got into a conversation and it somehow led her to sitting in a recliner chair, it was black mind you, reading a Black Magic book as she was curled up in a small ball. Nekozawa had loads and loads of books. Really, the Black Magic enthusiast. Alex always had a slight interest in witch craft, but would never really hurt someone. So, Wiccan? Pagan? Who knows. Nekozawa was watching her curiously for a few moments before talking with the rest of the Black Magic Club members. Alex found it kind of funny since there's one girl, since if Alex never joined the Host Club, Haruhi would be the only girl. Alex didn't know how long she was in the Black Magic Club, but she found it relaxing and...peaceful. Unlike the Host Club, it was booming with people and she didn't have to talk to guys all day long and put up with false compliments about herself, but it was dark and calm and, Alex got to watch a few rituals.
It was rather interesting to say the least. She and Nekozawa seemed to get along, along with the girl who ended up being Mitskuni's girlfriend in the manga. Alex found her adorable. Seriously, how could she not? Alex figured she'd been in the Black Magic Club for about an hour or so, and despite not saying it out loud or showing it on her outer-appearance, was slightly hurt that the Host Club wasn't trying to find her.
Besides, why would they? They only really care about Haruhi-She's the main character. Alex wasn't supposed to exist at all. Maybe she should quit the Host Club and join the Black Magic Club...
"What do you mean you "died"?" Alex jumped at Nekozawa's voice. She looked at the man surprised,
"What? Oh-um, you wouldn't believe me."
He stared at her, his blue eyes seeming to see into her soul, before saying, "I might."
Before she could open her mouth, the female member, Reiko Kanazuki, spoke as she handled a crystal ball, "Turmoil. Turmoil and fear and..." She gazed intently at Alex, her dark brown eyes seeming to read her fate, "You are not of this...dimension."
"Um, yeah, how'd you know-no, wait, let me guess; Fortune telling?" Alex asked in surprise and slight amazement. She grinned, but a pang hit her chest in memory of her loved ones. Ones she would never see again. "Anyway, don't call me crazy or anything or interrupt, but according to what Akari told me, the girl who I'm supposed to be in this dimension-there are ten dimension. I come from the eight, while this is the third. Akari, my "Other Half" died when she and her family were murdered about a decade ago. She struck a deal with this man she calls "The Angel" and the deal was that if I died, when I die at least, she could be brought back, so long as she had no contact with other people." Alex was surprised with how nonchalantly and easily she was saying this, as if it didn't bother or traumatize her at all.
Maybe it was because they were strangers? Alex continued, not pondering too long on the thought, "Anyway, apparent the whole "Other Half' thing isn't the soul mate concept and is actually another you. Just in a different universe-kinda like a dopple ganger with a few personality differences. So, when I died, I apparently was transported to this dimension in place of Akari Ayuzawa, who instead, despite being dead for ten years, took my place in my dimension. I also gained her four years of memories before she died and can apparently speak, read, and write Japanese. I'm originally American, by the way."
Everyone stared at her, clearly not believing her, before Reiko spoke in her monotone voice, "She tells the truth."
Alex eyed her strangely, "Um, yeah, I wasn't exactly planning on lying." And Alex will admit, it felt amazing. She could tell the truth for once, instead of some lie about being kidnapped by a friend of the murderer or any of that crap. She felt like crying at the relief, but didn't. She wouldn't, in fact, something wouldn't let her. She shrugged, "Honestly, what could I gain by lying to you guys? More guilt on my shoulders?"
"...Did you hear something?" One of the club members asked. Alex blinked and looked up at him confused, only to hear the scream of terrified little girl. A girl that sounded like a female Edward Elric. Alex sweatdropped,
"I think that Tamaki..."
"NOOOOOOOO! KYOYA! MOMMY, DON'T MAKE ME GO IN THERE!"
"You moron, you're the one who wanted to check to see if she was in the Black Magic Club in the first place!"
"But it's so SCARY! IT'S CURSED!"
Alex nodded, sighing as she pressed a hand against her forehead, elbow propped up on her thigh, "Yup, that's Tamaki...And Kyoya-Kyoya!" She stood up, excitement bubbling up inside her for some reason at the thought of the dark haired man, and looked at the door, resisting the urge to run over and open them.
"Move over, you idiot, clearly your incapable of doing such a simple task of opening one door."
"NO! Kyoya, don't! You'll be-"
The Doors opened, revealing Kyoya standing there in a Sebastian Michaelis cosplay, complete with the tail coat and his bangs positioned to look like Sebastian. What shocked her though, was the fact that he wasn't wearing his glasses. He looked great. Tamaki was behind Kyoya, a hand outstretched towards him with a frightened, desperate look on his face. Tamaki was dressed as the Viscount Druitt.
Alex swallowed, slightly hurt that it was only the two who came to find her, but rather pleased and relieved at the same time that they actually cared enough to go and look for her. And then she cracked.
Her laughed echoed around the room as she leaned backwards, arching her back as she clapped her hands on her thighs repeatedly. "The cosplay-Oh, my god! They suit you both perfectly it's ridiculous!" She paused, still giggling here and there, and eyes Kyoya with a hyper look in her eyes, "Hey, Sebastian, how's Ciel been treating you? 'Cause you're one Hell of a Butler!" She laughed again and paused, sighing, and muttering to herself, "Oh, fuck this, I give in. CHARGE!" She quickly bolted towards Kyoya, who barely had time to blink before her had her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. "You, my friend, are officially amazing! You totally pull of the Sebastian look! You are beautiful!"
Tamaki looked indignant and left-out, which was proven when he pouted, slumping his shoulders. "What about me?" Alex pulled away from Kyoya slightly, refusing to let go of the tall teenager, and looked at Tamaki with a grin.
"Glorious ,Tamaki, you look glorious. Of course, it's no wonder why you'd be the Viscount Druitt. Fits your character perfectly."
Kyoya reached up and placed a hand on her head, making her look up at him. He said, "We have a cosplay for you as well-the twins...insisted upon it, along with Renge and, surprisingly, Haruhi."
"Seriously? What is it?" Why do I have the feeling I know who it is...Oh, my god, this is amazing! I freaking love these guys!
"AH, Alex! Why did you skip Club activities! The guests were all worried about you!" At this Alex paused and her eyes were quickly covered by her bangs. Without realizing what she was doing, she leaned back into Kyoya and snuggled her face into his chest. She closed her eyes, feeling them start to sting from tears that started to form, and bit her lip, frowning.
She mumbled, loud enough for him and Kyoya to both hear, "If the guests are so worried, they should've came to find me instead. Why don't you go back to the rest of Host Club and tell them I died or something? I tripped a fell down the stairs, tell them that. Not like they care." Her grip on Kyoya tightened and she swallowed the lump in her throat. It was then she noticed something-more specifically, his scent.
He wasn't wearing cologne or anything of the sort, which intrigued her slightly. All the guys back in her dimension wore some. That smell...The freshly-showered smell, with a hint of mint. I never noticed before, but he actually smells really good...Huh.
"Alex," Tamaki started to exclaim, unable to believe what he was hearing, "why would you say something like that! The entire Host Club was worried about you-" At this, Alex pulled away from Kyoya completely and sent Tamaki a glare,
"If that's true then why did only you two come to look for me!? You don't have to hide it, I know I'm not a likable person! I'm obnoxious, I'm annoying, I'm far too sarcastic and childish and everyone hates me! The only people who don't are Kyoya and Haruhi and they don't avoid me and at least try to converse with me! But nope, you all avoid and not even speak to me! Tamaki, admit it, you and the rest of the Host Club, including Mitskuni and Mori-hate me! It's true, isn't it!? That's why you guys never talk at me! Human feelings are so fragile, make one wrong move or you accidentally snap and the bam! They absolutely despise you-" Alex's voice cracked and it was then that she realized she was crying. Glaring defiantly and childishly at Tamaki, she bit her lip, furrowing her eyebrows as she clenched her fists, "Everyone hates me. That's a fact. I don't care what you say. Everyone ends up leaving me some time or another. It's only a matter of time before Kyoya and Haruhi start to hate me too!" At that, Alex shook her head as she tried to hold back a sob, the tears streaming angrily and hurtfully down her face as she made a break out of the room.
She didn't even realize she left her things behind, she just ran.
...
Despite how much Kyoya wanted to chase after her, it wasn't him who needed to make amends. It was Tamaki, the blonde who had a heart of pure gold. Tamaki started at Alex in shock and hurt and disbelief and just...unable to believe what he heard. Alex was never one to snap, and it was barely three days before she snapped for a second time. He seemed to be frozen to the spot. What could he possibly say to convince the young teen that he didn't, or the rest of the club, hate her?
Kyoya moved over to the desk with Alex's drawings and looked at them for a brief moment and then turned to Nekozawa, apologizing, "I'm terribly sorry about this, please forgive Alex. She's in a bit of mood as of current state."
"Kyoya-" Tamaki began, but was cut off by the look Kyoya gave him. He never seen him give him a look like that before. His eyes were narrowed, his lips turned down in a frown, and his eyes read something that Tamaki could barely believe.
"Tamaki. Go get her, now." The blonde nodded and quickly took off after Alex. Kyoya sighed and rubbed the spot on his nose where he would generally push up his glasses, only to blink and tense when Reiko spoke,
"She's not from here."
Kyoya quickly plastered on a "host" smile and looked at her, "Of course, she's from America. Her name is Alexandra Connors-" He was cut off by Reiko, who shook her head, staring blankly at him.
"She said herself that she is from the eight realm. The crystal does not lie; the girl tells the truth." Could she possibly be any more cryptic?
...
Alex paused in her running, barely registering the agonizing pain in her left foot that seemed to be growing and increasing at the moment, nearly crashing into Alois Trancy and Claude Faustus. Wait, no, Mitskuni and Mori. Mitskuni looked at the girl with wide, alarmed, and worried eyes when he saw her face.
"Lexi-Chan, what's wrong?" Even Mori seemed a little worried, though his face barely changed facial expression. Alex limped backwards, muttering to herself as she stared at them wide eyes.
"Why-Why are you-Why are you out of the Club Room? What are you doing?" Was it Kendo Club? Were they looking for Tamaki and Kyoya? It seemed the most logical reason-
"Alex, there you are!"
"We've been looking all over for you!"
"Where have you been!?" Alex whirled around, crying out in protest when she found herself pressed against a wall. Hikaru and Kaoru were dressed as two of the triplet demon butlers, Thompson and Timber. They looked at her, hands on their hips as they leaned towards her, demanding an answer.
"I-I-"
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"Don't be ludicrous, there's no such thing as other dimension." Kyoya told them, unconvinced. He would rather hear it out of the own girl's mouth rather than some Black Magic Club members, though, if they were saying it was true...Maybe he should listen to the girl. "Now, if you'll excuse, I have a club to return too."
He turned and walked away, ignoring the looks of the Club members that were exchanged.
Where did those two morons run off too?
...
Alex ran off, limping again, and crashed. Straight into Ceil. Or Haruhi, to be exact.
"Alex-Where have you been!? We've been searching for you for a whole hour!"
"H-Haruhi?" Alex questioned, hanging onto the girl as if she were her lifeline. Haruhi raised an eyebrow at Alex and asked worriedly,
"What happened, Alex? Are you alright?"
"Alex-!" Alex felt arms wrap around her from behind and found herself pulled into a chest. She struggled, screaming. "Alex, calm down! It's me, Tamaki-!"
"Let me go! You all hate me, you know it! I know it! Now let me go! You all hate me-everybody hates me! It's fact!" She screamed, clearly crying. The rest of the Host Club ran onto the scene, looking at Alex and Tamaki with wide eyes. Alex accidentally kicked Tamaki with her bad foot and screamed, realizing just how bad her foot was. "Let me go!"
"We don't hate you, Alex!" Tamaki shouted, struggling to get her to stop struggling. He grunted, tightening his grip on the girl, and knelt slightly. "We would never hate you!"
"Then why did you all avoid me!?" Alex demanded, trying to elbow him in the stomach, to frantic for patience and answers. Tamaki managed to avoid it and quickly managed to hold her arms down, wrapping his arms around her torso and holding her close to him. "Everybody hates me-it's a fact of life! Let go of me, Tamaki!"
"No." He said it with such force and demand that it caused Alex to pause in her struggling, looking at him wide, red eyes. "I am not leaving or letting you go until you accept the fact that we don't hate you."
Alex glared at him, though it didn't look as venomous as she had hoped it would, and growled through gritted teeth, "You. Hate. Me."
Tamaki snapped, glaring at the girl, "Stop trying to enforce your opinions of yourself onto other people! Really, for being someone who hangs out with Kyoya during lunch and club time all the time, you are an idiot!" The strength and emphasis he used on that word made sure she couldn't move. She was shocked to the core. "We would never hate you Alex, even if you were a zombie or an alien or anything different! Get your head out of the gutter!"
"B-But, you-"
"Alex," Haruhi spoke, raising a hand and gently placing it on the frantic girl's left shoulder, "We're your friends.'
"Haru-Chan is right, Lexi-Chan!" Mitskuni spoke, nodding his head in a "That's right" and "I told you so" manner. "Friends don't hate each other! They like each other very, very much! Now, when we get back to the Club Room, we're all going to have cake and enjoy it like friends do!"
But they all hate her...Why are they trying so hard to-
"Alex, honestly," Hikaru began, crossing his arms as he gave her a scolding look, "if Hikaru and I hated you, we would've kicked you out of the mansion ages ago."
"Hikaru's right, Alex." Kaoru told her, a soft look on his face-one of a brother worried for his sister, "We don't hate you. In fact, we all were worried when you didn't come to the club room-we though something had happened."
Alex didn't believe them; she couldn't. If she did, then she'd just get hurt even more when-
"Moron." She flinched when she felt Kyoya's fist bop her upside the head. "How many times do they have to tell you before you get it in your thick skull?"
She looked up at him with teary eyes and swallowed.
"Yeah," Mori agreed in his deep voice. Only word he said, yet it was what caused her second breakdown.
And the leading of her to the Host Club to get dressed in red cosplay.
Oh, yes. Ladies and gents, readers of all sexes and age, She was Grell Sutcliff. The best Grim Reaper of all time.
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"No. Nope, nope, nope, nope, no. No way. I don't see him like that-I'm not going to do it. Screw you." Alex's mood was still slightly bitter, if not much, much better than it was before. But now her mood was decreasing-mainly from embarrassment at the thought of doing that with Kyoya.
The female guest, Akiko, pleaded, "C'mon, please! I'm a major fan of the shipping! SebastianxGrell all the way!" She clasped her hands together, hearts in her eyes, "Besides, you should hear what people talk about when it comes to you and Kyoya."
Alex looked at her confused, "What do you mean?" Akiko stood and walked over, whispering,
"There's a rumor going around about you and Kyoya-Sempai."
"Yeah...So? What that rumor got to do with me and Kyoya?" At this, Kyoya lifted his head up and stared at Alex and Akiko, listening intently. Akiko was whispering quietly, but loud enough for some eavesdroppers to hear.
Akiko moved back and looked at her in surprise, "I figured you'd at least know about what it was about!" She exclaimed. Alex blinked and started to grow irritated,
"Nope. Now tell me," Please don't be about what I think it is...
"You and Kyoya! Come on, Alex, put the pieces together!" Akiko exclaimed, "There's a new fan pairing in the club about you and Kyoya being together! Kyolendra, or Aloya, or maybe even Kyolex. No! Wait, Kyolexis! No...Argh, why must your name be of American descent!? Um, okay, I got it. What about; Aleko?"
"In all honestly, I prefer Aloya, but there's nothing between me and Kyoya!" She exclaimed, running a hand through her "Grell" styled hair. She wasn't wearing a wig, but the twins did make sure to make her hair at least resemble Grell's in style. "And I am not doing a GrellxBassy act with him! That-That'd be-"
"What?" She prompted.
"Embarrassing!" Her face was already turning red.
"Why not? Oh, I know! I'll pay the Host Club double next time I request you?"
"Nope."
"Triple?"
"No-" Alex was cut off by a gloved hand snaking its way over her mouth. Her eyes widened when she realized exactly who the hand belonged too. The size was a bit too small to be Tamaki's, way too small to be Mori's, bigger than Hikaru and Kaoru's, and certainly bigger than Haruhi's. Kyoya smiled at Akiko, saying,
"She would love too. After all, she does have a love for the anime. And last time I checked," His rather pretty grey-brown eyes flashed mischievously. He maneuvered his way around to look Alex straight in the eye, slowly removing his gloved hand from Alex's mouth and resting his rather big hands on her much smaller ones, "she told me she was a rather big fan of Sebastian Michaelis."
Half of the girls in the room stopped to see what Kyoya and Alex were doing and were trying hard not to squeal. The SebastianxCeil shippers pouted and frowned, but still watched curiously nonetheless. Akiko let out small squeal of shock and surprise-this was not what she asked for, but was possibly just as good.
"B-But, "Bassy"," She put on her best "gay" voice looking at him with eyes and a red face, "You-You are Sebastian Michaelis!" She then dropped her voice to a whisper, narrowing her eyes as she stared into his, surprisingly beautiful, eyes, "Move back to your spot and then play along, kay? Remember to act like Sebastian, or at least yourself. You're both pretty much close in character."
She swore something flashed in his eyes at that moment, 'cause something made her want to lean forward and-She didn't know. Kyoya removed himself from her and strolled back to his station, many of the fans sighing disappointment. Alex stood suddenly, leaning on her right foot as she declared, clamping her hands together, "Oh, "Bassy"! Come give me a hug!" She charged, limp running, towards the man with arms spread, her red coat flaring out behind her as she ran. Once she was close enough, she jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling it. "Oh, "Bassy", such a romantic tale ours is! Like "Romeo and Juliet" Only better!"
"Grell, please, remove yourself from me at once," Sebastian spoke, er-Kyoya, spoke, wrapping an arm around Alex's waist. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, voice slightly deeper, "less I manage to lose control."
Alex, his breathe tickling her ear, repressed a shiver. She tensed at that and Kyoya seemed to notice, smirking against her ear-actually making her shiver. Damn it, what is he doing to me? He's-Oh, my god. He's enjoying this, isn't he? Yeah, well, time for the big guns, then! He won't be so happy after this!
"Oh, Bassy, really, must we always do such things in private? I much more enjoy it in the public," She leaned up close to his face, trying ignore the bubbly feeling in her stomach and the quickened pace of her heart rate, "After all, we are simply made for one another! Now," She leaned up so that their noses were barely touching, "Let us invoke in a passionate kiss to unite ourselves together!" Ha! Like to see what he'd do now! Not so enjoying it, are you?
She did not expect Kyoya to lean in close, lips hovering over hers ghostly as he whispered, "Now, Grell, don't be so impatient, we have all night to do such things, but if you insist..." Alex's face was as red as he coat by then and her mouth went dry. Her lips felt dry, so she licked them, and she swore she could hear the girls' fangirling in the background.
Alex tried to smirk, but ended up smiling because of her embarrassment, revealing her "pointy" teeth. Through her glasses, she stared at Kyoya's eyes, which seem to form many, many emotions, but only one she could not identify. She swallowed and said, licking her lips again as though they were chapped, "Really, Sebas-chan, you shouldn't tease me. You know how much I go crazy when you do." She saw something in Kyoya's eyes darken and Alex, uncertain of what it was, decided to stop with the act and pulled away at breakneck speed.
She bowed to the guests as if to say, "Thank you, audience" and started to limp back to her table, only to pause when someone grabbed her arm and whirled her around.
Daichi Yoshida watched with narrowed eyes from the audience, a dark aura suddenly surrounding him. Kyoya quickly released Alex, leaving her a bright red color and deeply confused and shocked, and looked around the audience for one Daichi Yoshida. He smirked, locking his eyes with the brunette's.
The fangirls seemed to have either fainted or were just screaming from excitement. They never noticed the dark aura surrounding the two men.
Alex did and stood, a hand clasped over her mouth as she looked back and forth between them in confusion, trying to figure out what they were silently arguing about. They were obviously challenging each other over something, she just couldn't figure out what.
Daichi received the message loud and clear, for he glared at Kyoya.
Kyoya continued to smirk, his gaze never leaving Daichi. Daichi wasn't going to take the challenge-no, no, because Kyoya wanted him to take the challenge and he was not going to give him the satisfaction of a battle.
Alex barely had time to blink before she was tackled by a squealing Akiko, "That was beautiful! I mean, I never asked for you guys to kiss but I'm gonna pay you even more for that! Oh, that was amazing! My fangirl dreams have come true!"
Alex sweatdropped at her friend's antics, saying, "Your dream, my nightmare." Alex was still trying to calm her racing heart. He probably only did that for the extra profit-he knew Akiko was going to pay more. Yeah, okay, sounds like him. No need to worry. But she still felt thirsty, so, she headed to the kitchen to get her some water. Why on earth is there a kitchen in a Music Room anyway? Honestly... She ignored the slight feeling of disappointment that hit her and she tensed, her face horror-struck. No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No! I don't like-I can't like, shit, what have I got myself into? I can't like Kyoya of all people, can I? I like-I liked Liam! She paused, realizing her thoughts. She liked him. Past tense. So does this mean that... I don't like Liam anymore? God damn it, I hate my life. She scowled to herself and quickly downed the cup of water.
For the rest of the day, she was left humming "So in love with two" and hating herself for it.
The message hung in the air, unnoticed by all but two.
She's mine.
So, in terms that I can understand it (XD) Kyoya kissed Alex like that just to prove "ownership" of Alex. Scorpios are generally very possessive, and jealous characters. He was still peeved from the Daichi and Alex kiss-er, just their relationship in general. Haha! My "present" and "please forigve me for not updating" gift to you all! See, see, how you like? You like it? Fluff! Always at least one hard-core fangirl. And Alex is starting to realize her feelings for Kyoya, hah!