Hello and welcome back. Sorry for taking so long, Exams start next week.

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Peach Rose

"Ky-Kyoya!" Tamaki raced up to his friend. "Last night you disappeared and then when we caught up you were standing with Jasmine and you were holding her head and leaning down and… What were you doing?" Tamaki had grabbed Kyoya's arms and spun the dark haired young man to face him.

"Hey eye was sore, I was checking it. See?" Kyoya pointed behind Tamaki who spun around to find Jasmine standing in the doorway of their classroom. Tamaki blinked.

"You wear glasses?" Tamaki wondered over to the girl, leaning down to look into her eyes.

"No, I normally wear contacts, I have an eye infection." Jasmine looked up at Tamaki. "Did you want anything?"

"Jasmine? Would you mind waiting for me after school? Fuyumi wants to meet you." Kyoya walked around Tamaki and pushed the blond out of his way.

"Oh, I can wait, do you want me to wait at the club or?"

"You can wait in the Library, I know you have homework and it would do if you were distracted." Jasmine nods and moves to her seat.

"Alright, Tamaki-san? Are you going to sit down?" Jasmine looked at the blond who was staring at his friend with an odd look.

"Ah yes." Tamaki leaped over to his own seat and slipped into it, just as the teacher entered the room.

"How was the club today?" Kyoya glanced over at Jasmine.

"Eventful." He turned back to look at the passing streets.

"What did Tamaki do now?"

"Accepted an apprentice." Jasmine laughed in surprise.

"Who?"

"A boy called Shiro or something. A primary school student to boot. His idiocy astound me sometimes."

"He means well, and I am sure that this Shiro will be…grateful for the attention."

"Not really, he seems to be uniquely ungrateful."

"Then why is he learning from Tamaki?"

"Something about making girls happy."

"Girls or a girl?" Kyoya blinked.

"I don't recall exactly." He turned to Jasmine. "That is a very interesting thought." Jasmine smiled.

"Thank you, I believe we have arrived?"

Kyoya glanced at the house they had pulled up in front of. "Yes, now be aware that Fuyumi is much like Tamaki, they get along scarily well."

"Oh dear." Kyoya chuckled and opens his door, moving around to open Jasmine's he smirks at her.

"Kyoya!" A cry came from the house.

"Fuyumi." Kyoya nods to the woman standing at the Manor door. "Jasmine, this is my sister Ootori-Shido Fuyumi. Fuyumi this is my Fiancé Kurogane Jasmine."

"It is a pleasure to be officially aquatinted." Jasmine held out her hand.

"Oh" Fuyumi pulled Jasmine into a hug. "Call me Fuyumi Jasmine, we are of course going to be sisters."

Jasmine glared at Kyoya as much as she could. Her head was level with Fuyumi's chest and she was being smothered slightly by the woman. "Fuyumi, shouldn't we move inside?" Kyoya placed his hand on Jasmine's head.

"Oh how silly of me, yes let us move inside." Fuyumi released Jasmine and led the two inside, heading through a door to the right of the foyer the three found themselves in a sitting room. "Make yourselves comfortable I will be right back." Fuyumi headed out another door and left the couple alone.

"Kyoya." Jasmine growled.

"Yes dear?" Kyoya smiles, actually smiled.

"I will hurt you if she does that again."

"Me? Whatever could I have done?"

"She is your relation."

"So I can punish you for your brother's actions?"

Jasmine raised her eyebrow. "Only if you want to face his wrath." Kyoya frowned slightly.

"Well that sounds rather unfair." The smirk returned. "I am sure something can be arranged to even the field."

"Why you…" The door opened and Jasmine smiled brightly.

"Are you two okay?" Fuyumi frowned, Kyoya was smiling again.

"Fine." Jasmine waved her hand. Fuyumi blinked.

"Well alright then, you two must be hungry, you came straight from school yes?" Fuyumi waved a servant into the room. The young man was carrying a tray of pastries, both sweet tarts and more savoury ones. Smiling Jasmine accepted a semi-sweet dark chocolate tart and started nibbling. "So, what plans do you two have? For the wedding."

"Fuyumi, the wedding isn't for years." Kyoya glared at his sister.

"That doesn't mean you can't start planning now." Fuyumi's nose lifted slightly.

"We don't want to risk changing our minds at the last minute. We will leave planning until we know with more certainty what we want." Jasmine forced a smile.

"Well that's okay I guess." Fuyumi relaxed in her chair. "How's school?" She was looking at Kyoya.

"Fine." Kyoya was glaring again.

"The host club?"

"It's doing well, considering I am no longer an active host." Kyoya relaxed slightly.

"Jasmine? I heard you moved up from one of the lower classes."

"I'm not having any problems, I qualified for 2A to start with, I was placed in a different class for family reasons." Jasmine glanced a Kyoya who frowned.

"What family reasons?"

"My family is not on the best of terms with the Suohs." Jasmine smiled sadly.

"Why?" Kyoya was glaring once more.

"Tamaki." Was Jasmine's reply.

"What does…?" Fuyumi was frowning.

"I was born in France you know, my mother was visiting a friend and went into labour prematurely." Jasmine stared intently at Kyoya. "A few years later my family had a falling out with the Suohs and my mother took another trip to France." Kyoya's eyes were wide.

"You know…"

"We've met, once or twice, but not since I came back to study here, I was too close to him." Jasmine glared at a window.

"Do you know where?" Jasmine shook her head.

"She moved recently." A soft smile. "Nobody has told me anything since."

"How was she?"

"There was a new drug trial." Jasmine glanced back at Kyoya.

"What on earth are you two talking about?" Fuyumi was glancing between the too. "And what does it have to do with Tamaki?"

"A mutual friend, Tamaki knows her as well." Kyoya smirked.

"Well, as long as there's nothing wrong." Fuyumi was frowning.

"Nothing, I need to make a phone call." Kyoya glanced at Jasmine.

"As long as you're not calling him?"

"Not yet, I can't guarantee anything yet so no. Not him."

"Fine." Jasmine waved her hand and returned to nibbling.

"Kyoya, your being rude." Fuyumi scolded as the boy left the room.

"Its fine, he is busy." Jasmine forced another smile.

"Well that is no excuse to be rude." Fuyumi sighed. "You know, the last few weeks. Kyoya has been happy." Jasmine blinked. "He hasn't been happy like that in years." A second blink. "I want to thank you for that. You're the only change in his life so…"

"I'm not sure I'm what's been making him happy." Jasmine frowned.

"No, you are. After your date, I have never seen him smile like that. I just want to ask you to take care of him. I don't want him to turn into father and without someone to shake some sense into him, I fear that's where his going."

"I will do what I can, but our relationship is not like yours. We are two very different people, and yet we have very similar views on life." Jasmine smiled at the window again.

"You're…" Kyoya opened the door.

"Did you get what you wanted?" Jasmine glanced at the boy.

"Yes." Kyoya sat back down. Jasmine finished her tart. "Well Fuyumi, how have you been?"

Thanks for reading

Min