"I'm very sorry!" This time, Yuki meant it with all of her heart. She bowed repeatedly to Tamaki, who looked surprised.
"For...?"
"You know why! I was very rude and intruded on your conversation with your grandmother. It wasn't my place and I almost ruined everything. My actions were very inappropriate and I'm just so sorry!" Yuki explained.
"Oh that?" Tamaki chuckled. "I'm not mad. You're just being you." Yuki sighed. She loved how the blonde was so forgiving. She honestly felt guilty, and she still did even after she was forgiven. "Are we okay?"
"Yeah, I guess..."
"BRAVO! YUKI! MON AMI! MON AMI! YAHOO!" Tamaki jumped up and hugged Yuki tightly. Yuki pushed him off, but she fell on her butt and Tamaki landed like cat. Did that just happen? Yuki shook her head. Tamaki offered a hand and helped her up.
"I really am sorry. I just care about you a lot, senpai. I can't stand to watch you get hurt when I can do something...here. I have something for you." Yuki handed him a stack of photographs Kyoya gave her.
"Just to be safe, blackmail Tamaki with these photos of Haruhi. I'm sure you two will reach an understanding afterwards." Kyoya smirked with an evil twinkle in his eyes.
Tamaki looked though the photos. He realized they were all of Haruhi. Haruhi in girly clothes. Haruhi in swimsuits. Haruhi sleeping. Haruhi smiling. Haruhi laughing. And just Haruhi during the day at school and home. Tamaki's face flustered, got a nosebleed, and then fell back.
Yuki giggled. "Enjoy, senpai."
"W-where...where did you get these!?" Tamaki demanded. Yuki laughed.
"I have my sources." She replied simply.
"Stop spending so much time with Kyoya! You're becoming just as scary as him!" Yuki laughed.
"I am not! He was the one who wanted me to blackmail you with those, but I just wanted to give them to you!" Tamaki gasped. He crawled in his corner as he gaped at all of the Haruhi pictures. "I'll see you around, senpai!"
Yuki left Tamaki's mansion. It was a beautiful day even though it was growing into autumn. She wanted to walk home instead of taking Kyoya's limousine, which was waiting for her. Yuki just simply waved to Kyoya inside, but she doubted he saw because of how tinted the windows are.
Yuki heard a car door open and then slam shut. Seconds later, Kyoya was beside her and the limo was driving away. Kyoya laced his fingers with her, prompting Yuki's face to heat up and turn bright red. Kyoya noticed and smirked.
"How'd it go?" Kyoya asked. And then he frowned. "Where are the pictures?"
"My heart isn't black like yours. I gave them to him. I didn't even need to because he forgave me."
"And you just let good blackmail to to waste like that? Not even hold onto them for future use?"
"There will be no future use. Tamaki-senpai said we've been spending too much time together, though." Kyoya smiled.
"Did he now?" Yuki nodded.
"Yeah. He said I'm becoming just as evil as you." Kyoya laughed.
"He doesn't know what he's talking about. Just a big idiot. Sounds like daddy." Yuki smiled. She still wondered sometimes how Kyoya and Tamaki were such close friends. "I'm starving and all of the nice restaurants are across town. Anything good around here?"
"There's this really good burger place. And it's super cheap too." Yuki replied, pointing down the street. "But you really don't care about the prices, do you Moneybags?" Kyoya smirked.
"That's Mr. Moneybags." He corrected. Yuki rolled her eyes. She lead him down the street into a fast food restaurant. As Yuki ordered the food, Kyoya examined the place. It was typical fast food place. Many chairs and tables. Fairly clean. But it wouldn't have been Kyoya's first choice. He would walk by without even glancing.
And then he spotted several men in the establishment, including the cashier who Yuki was giving their order, were checking Yuki out. Kyoya couldn't blame them because she was dressed so nicely and adorable...but she was his. And to show it, he wrapped his arm around Yuki's waist and pulled her close to him. Yuki was startled, but she leaned into him and wrapped her arm around his waist.
After they sat down, Kyoya began to eat his cheeseburger. Yuki watched him intently.
"What?" Kyoya asked.
"How's your first burger here?" Yuki questioned.
"Decent. It'll have to do." He replied. She scowled.
"You know you love it." She smiled. That was a dance she did when she was seven. And then she began to eat her cheeseburger with everything on it. She got some sauce on her cheek, but she was too busy enjoying her burger to notice. Kyoya chuckled. "What?"
"You got sauce on your cheek, idiot." He used a napkin and wiped it off for her. Yuki's face flushed and she avoided his gaze.
"T-thanks..." She stammered and busied herself with drinking her soda. He smirked.
Yuki relaxed and stretched her legs out a little. But her feet hit against Kyoya's legs. She gave him a look. "You're invading my foot space."
"Am I now? Because I think you're invading mine. I do have longer legs."
"That's because you're taller. But move your legs. It's in my foot space!"
He chuckled. "You don't need much foot space because you're short."
"Didn't you just say this morning that I had long legs!?"
"Yes. You have long legs for your height. But you're still much short than I am."
"Just move your damn feet." Yuki kicked him. He didn't move. In fact, he returned the kick. And surprisingly, they ended up playing footsie. Yuki was very serious about this, which Kyoya found very amusing.
"I'm a seventeen year old playing footsie with a fifteen year old." He laughed.
"And you call me the immature and childish one." Yuki grumbled.
"You are."
"That must be one of my best qualities because here you are, with me, the immature and childish fifteen year old girl, playing footsie under the table. You must really like girls like me, huh?" Yuki winked. Kyoya kicked her. "Get out of my foot space or I'll kick you in the balls!" She snapped.
"If anyone needs a kick to the balls, its Tamaki." Yuki burst out laughing. He was so blunt and serious.
"Oh my god! You really say that about your best friend?!" Yuki was laughing so lard she had tears in her eyes.
"It's the truth." Yuki calmed down. Some giggles still escaped.
"Speaking of Tamaki-senpai. I have this idea! I think we can really help him with his relationship with his grandmother. He's not the brightest crayon in the Crayola box, so I think we should help him out."
"Like you have room to talk..." Kyoya muttered. Yuki kicked him more powerfully in the shin. He didn't flinch. Is he made of steel or something!?
"Anyway, she likes the piano. I sort of played it at her mansion...but she still said she liked it. And I suggested to her to listen to Tamaki-senpai play because he's so much better! She didn't deny it!" Yuki explained. "So if we just get her to hear then maybe..."
"Hm. It's an idea. A long shot, definitely. But I'm not so sure..." Kyoya commented.
"But if we do, she might let Tamaki see his mom again! Wouldn't that be great? And then his family would be fixed again. I think we should go to France anyway and find her! I might have enough money!"
"Or, you could let me pay it." Kyoya offered.
"But you'd deepen my debt, wouldn't you?"
"Of course."
"Then what's the difference of who pays?!"
"I wouldn't get any money if you paid." Yuki kicked him under the table.
"Greedy four eyed bastard." She growled. He smiled devilishly. Yuki couldn't help but melt. His smile really did strike her. Yuki was so charmed by it... "But moving on, I feel very strongly about this. I want to help Tamaki-senpai."
"I think you should focus on your family issues instead of meddling in others. Let Tamaki handle it." Kyoya commented.
"Like you don't have any issues either with your family?" Yuki snapped. "Tamaki-senpai might need some help." Kyoya sighed. Yuki cleaned up their trash and thew it out. Kyoya rose from the table.
"Fine. We can go next week." Kyoya said as he headed out the door.
"BRAVO! KYOYA! MON AMI! MON AMI! YAHOO!" Kyoya froze and then turned around. Yuki leapt and hugged him tightly, mimicking Tamaki. She started laughing and jumped off him. He fell back.
"You have got to be kidding me..." Kyoya groaned as he straightened his glasses. Yuki took his hand and helped him to his feet.
"What? French is my best subject anyway. Well, actually, it's not. Italian and biology are. I just wanted to screw with you a little." Yuki smiled innocently. Kyoya looked like he was ready to murder someone.
"The best ice cream cones are up here!" And Yuki dragged Kyoya inside the ice cream parlor. She got a swirled ice cream cone. Kyoya didn't care. He didn't like sweets much. But it was one of those little things that made Yuki happy. And he was happy when she was.
"Kyoya, you have to try this!" Yuki urged. "I know you don't like sweets, but just one lick! I promise you won't regret it."
"Fine." He caved. One lick wouldn't hurt. It'll make Yuki happy. She held the ice cream to his mouth and he licked. But Yuki "accidentally" pushed the ice cream too close to his face, getting ice cream all over his face. Yuki laughed.
"I'm sorry. I had to." Yuki laughed. "It's good, right?" She added. He glared. Yuki used a napkin to wipe it off his face.
"My face is going to be all sticky because of you."
"Aw. I'm sorry." Yuki giggled. She kissed him briefly on the lips. He chuckled. "I knew you couldn't stay mad at me!" They walked inside a local library for Kyoya to use the restroom to wash his face as Yuki finished her ice cream.
Yuki took Kyoya the long way to the Ohtori mansion through the local park. They held hands, chatted, argued, kissed, the usual.
"So I think Tamaki-senpai needs some more help too. It's so obvious he has a crush on Haruhi. She can be very oblivious at times, but I'm kind of getting the vibe that she likes him too. I think we should encourage them and help them out. They'd be so cute together." Yuki proposed suddenly.
"Yes, I've picked up on that as well. But we shouldn't meddle."
"Oh, c'mon! Tamaki-senpai is so hopeless. And Haruhi is so oblivious. They won't get anywhere. And it's okay because I don't have any relationship problems of my own." Yuki protested. She looked up at him. "Do I?"
"Not that I know of." Kyoya murmured as he kissed her lightly on the forehead. Yuki blushed furiously, making her a little dizzy.
And to make it even better, it began to rain.
Just out of no where came a downpour. Yuki laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation.
"We can't have you getting sick again. C'mon." Kyoya gripped her hand tightly and pulled her towards shelter. But Yuki stopped dead in her tracks, bringing Kyoya to a stop. "What's wrong?"
Yuki smiled. "Kiss me." Kyoya kissed her forehead. Yuki scowled, knowing he was teasing her. "You missed." Kyoya smirked and kissed her on the lips. The two kissed each other with such passion, the rest if the world dissolving around them. It was just the two of them and no one else. Yuki, as usual, wrapped her arms around Kyoya's neck. And Kyoya, as usual, wrapped his arms around Yuki's waist, pulling her close against him.
They broke away, breathless and already soaking wet. But Yuki was grinning like an idiot.
"Thanks." She said.
"My pleasure. But why?"
"Well for one, you're a great kisser." She replied, winking. "And two, I'm a bit of a hopeless romantic...I've always wanted to be kissed in the rain like you see in movies or listen in audiobooks..." Yuki added quietly. He smirked.
"I've already figured that out." Yuki rolled her eyes.
"Know it all." She grumbled and looked at him. And then she burst out laughing.
"What is it now?" Kyoya asked, puzzled.
"How can you see? You're glasses! They're completely covered with water!" She laughed.
"You're laughing at my glasses?" She nodded and giggled. Yuki reached up and took them off. She examined them before putting them on herself.
"I can't see a thing! Everything's blurry and there's water on them."
"They're prescribed." Yuki was still giggling and laughing.
"Look at me. I'm Kyoya Ohtori. I say smart stuff." She joked, mimicking Kyoya by pushing her glasses up her nose. "God, did you put something in my cheeseburger? I'm like drunk." Yuki laughed.
"No. There wasn't any room." Yuki laughed, but he was being serious. Kyoya then took his glasses back. Yuki finally calmed herself. She looked into Kyoya's eyes and smiled. "What?"
"Nothing. I just love your eyes. Their a beautiful onyx and you have long lashes." Yuki remarked.
"You make me sound like I'm a girl."
"Don't worry. Your eyes are very manly." Yuki teased. Kyoya smiled. The pair rushed out of the rain to shelter. They went into a subway station. It was crowded with people getting off and on the trains and people waiting for other trains.
"I'm going to call my driver to come pick us up." Kyoya announced, cleaning his glasses. But his clothes were soaking wet and he had nothing else. He scowled and decided not to wear them. Yuki giggled. Kyoya pulled out his cellphone and stepped aside. There was a bright flash of lightning and loud crack of thunder.
"Subway station...no, the local one...yes...thank you." And then he hung up. Quick and simple. "He'll be here any-" Kyoya looked around. "Yuki?"
Yuki wasn't standing there anymore. The crowd of people seemed to be increasing. Is she playing with him and hiding? Kyoya searched the station, but could not find her. Perhaps she got on the subway? But why would she do that? Then was she kidnapped again?
"Yuki!" He called. Yuki was gone.