I can't believe it's chapter seventeen already! Thank you to mustaches143, ERidg17, Square Root of Three, and Sinnel! Anyways, Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High Host Club. I do, however, claim ownership of my OC(s) and plot.

The next few weeks went by quickly for Eyrie. At first she noticed that the twins and Tamaki put in a lot of effort to make her laugh but what they usually ended up with was a shaking head and a small, "Idiots." She was finally able to take off the bandaging on her shoulder with the condition that she be delicate with it in the first week. It had thinly healed over to a large scar and, a week away from the ball, it had healed enough for it to lose the puffy, tender pink look and now it looked like any other scar.

After the visit from Kyoya's father, talk of the ball escalated. Eyrie found out that it was regularly hosted by a fundraising group that no one could ever remember the name of. It was used as a way for the children of important people to be tested, for parents to see how they would do in social settings. It would be Kyoya and Tamaki's first time attending this year. Mori and Hunny had already been but the demand for their presence was so high that they decided to go again. Some of the girls had said that, even though it was sort of a coming of age ceremony, the event was so popular that the amount of adults overwhelmed the amount of children.

I don't think I will ever be able to express how much I am dreading this event. Eyrie leaned back in her seat as she gazed over the room. All of the hosts were entertaining guests while she and Kyoya sat in silence in a corner. Most of the girls still avoided Eyrie, ironically the only ones brave enough to approach were Hunny and Mori's guests. Today they were enthralled by Hunny's old man impression. For the moment Eyrie's mind went to the official invitation that she had received a week ago, formally inviting her to the ball. She had talked it through with her staff and Marie had immediately went into a frenzy, trying to find just the right hair style and makeup, overlooking the fact that a dress would be needed. When reminded, Marie had stared at them all blankly and stated that that would be Eyrie's job, since none of them knew what the proper attire would be. Eyrie felt her stomach drop all over again.

They have all been working for rich people longer than I have been a rich person! I don't know what I'm doing! And I don't have anyone to ask because no one is supposed to know I'm going. If I show to much interest they'll get suspicious. I suppose I could ask Mister Ootori... Eyrie cringed slightly as she thought of asking the distinguished man such a feminine question.

*At the Ootori estate*

"Father do you think Sister will be coming to the ball this year?" Akito asked as he gazed out the window of his father's office. Yuichi, Akito and their father had gone over business things since Akito didn't have classes at the university today. They had recently finished and were having tea.

"You could ask her yourself. I am not aware of every decision she makes; since she married she is no longer part of this house." Mister Ootori replied coldly while sipping his tea. His eldest son suddenly held a thoughtful look.

"Sir do you think Miss Omorfie will be attending?" Akito's head snapped around and Mister Ootori gave him a sharp look. "I apologize. I suppose that is a silly question since she is still so new to the area."

"That reminds me Yuichi. Have you looked into her as I asked you to?" Kyoya's father calmly set down his empty tea cup and gazed at Yuichi. The eldest son didn't miss a beat.

"The school she came from wasn't very prestigious. I looked into it and apparently they had trouble keeping delinquents in check in the years before Miss Eyrie attended. According to my source, this became less of an issue when Miss Eyrie and her friends started attending. None of the official records give a reason to this. In all honesty I thought that I had hit a dead end until I called the principle to make some inquiries and found him very willing to share after learning that I was acquainted with Miss Eyrie. Apparently she lead a very modest life with her mother, who died two years ago. She knew nothing of her father or the family on that side until a few months after the death. Eyrie was sent to live with her father where she could only make supervised phone calls, was never let outside, and received private tutelage with her twin sister. She remained there for a year before coming here for reasons known only by her father. All things considered, I'm amazed at how adapt she is at handling the upper class society after living in a small town for so long."

"You found all of this out in one conversation with her highschool principal?" Akito asked in wonder.

"From what I understand, he and his family were very close family friends. His older son is a local doctor and was known to be very good friends with Eyrie's mother. At first he wasn't very talkative but after I explained that I was a friend he opened up. Apparently he thought that I was an associate of her father." Yuichi shrugged.

Their father sat in silence as he listened, calm on the outside but cursing himself on the inside. It is clear to me that she can handle herself in a social setting. She has impeccable manners and she can manipulate an awkward situation with ease. The thing that worries me is her dress. If she was kept in that house then she couldn't attend this particular type of social setting. The girl probably has no idea what to wear.

"Do you know why the principal did not want to speak with a representative of her father?" Kyoya's father asked. Yuichi's face was serious.

"He did not say."

When their father remained silent they began discussing the girl in question.

"I think she would look splendid in a ball gown." Akito stated.

"With her coloring and shape, I doubt that there is anything she would not look splendid in. Though I think the color would be essential to take into account. Her personality wouldn't allow any pinks or reds." Yuichi stated in a manner that stated he was speaking purely from logic.

"You're right. But she could never be placed in something as dreary as grey. That would be taking it a bit far."

Akito stared into space for a moment as they amused themselves by trying to find the perfect colors to suit Miss Eyrie. Their father stared at them discreetly as they pondered.

"Black?" Yuichi said suddenly and looked at Akito with a raised brow. Even Mister Ootori shook his head slowly as a picture formed in their minds. "Maybe in everyday wear but if she wore a dress of that color, with her solemn personality..."

The two older sons shivered a bit.

"She'd look like a mourner." Akito finished. They sat in silence for a moment before Akito sat straight in triumph. "Combinations of colors. One color would look too plain on her but if you combined two...you have something different!"

Yuichi smiled and their father nodded as they tried adding another color to the image in their minds. Suddenly Mister Ootori stood up.

"I apologize boys but there is something that I must do. Excuse me."

He hurried out of the room quickly and his two sons looked at each other is confusion. They sat in silence for a moment before Akito started a business debate and they soon forgot about their father's hasty departure.

Knock Knock Knock

"I've got it!" Eyrie called into the house as she strode to the door. She had just been passing by the foyer to get to the music room when she heard someone pounding on the knocker. She had only recently gotten back from club activities and had been researching dresses on the internet when she became frustrated and decided to take a break.

"Yes?" She opened the door to find a chauffeur holding a large white box tied in red ribbon. He tipped his hat to her.

"Is this the Omorfie residence?" He asked politely.

"It is." She replied and he promptly held out the package. "May I ask who this is from?"

"My superior told me to tell you to look at the card that was in the box. Good day ma'am." He took long strides back to his car, successfully avoiding further questioning.

"Who was that?" Eyrie looked at four expectant faces when she reached her room. Marie and the other maids were looking through all of the hair supplies they had to make sure it was enough. Suddenly they were in Eyrie's personal space. "What's that?"

"A driver dropped it off." Eyrie quickly set it on the bed and undid the ribbon. The five girls gasped as the lid was removed to reveal the most beautiful gown and mask any of them had ever seen. A folded card lay on top of the pile and Eyrie quickly snatched it and left the room to read it in private. All her maids stayed behind to fawn over the dress.

Dear Miss Omorfie,

I realize I have put you in an awkward position by asking you to keep your attendance at the ball a secret so I had hoped this would make up for it. If you already have a gown chosen for the evening then do not hesitate to send this one back, considering how close to the ball I am sending it to you. I hope you will wear it and consider it a thank you.

-Yoshio Ootori

Eyrie slid down the wall and sat in the hallway. For a moment she stared at the note before sighing in relief.

This gift came at the perfect time. Now I have a dress and I will be indirectly complimenting Mister Ootori at the same time.

"Tamaki are you alright?" Eyrie raised a brow at her classmate. Tamaki, Eyrie and Kyoya all stood around their desks; the second break had just started. Tamaki had been fidgeting and giggling all day. It was the day before the ball.

"I'm more than fine! Tomorrow we will be attending one of the biggest social events of the season! I can't wait to see all the people that will attend." His expression turned dreamy.

"You do know that Haruhi won't be there right?" Eyrie asked blandly. This resulted in Tamaki sitting in his dejected pose in the corner, shadows hanging all around.

"Idiot." Kyoya sighed and pushed up his glasses.

"Are you looking forward to the event as well Ootori?" Eyrie asked. She had tried calling him Kyoya but that had seemed too informal for him but when she tried calling him Mister Ootori it sounded too stuffy so she called him Ootori to cause herself less confusion.

"In a way. Sticking my fingers in many pots at the starting line will be very good for my future career." Kyoya's expression changed to that of the dark lord as he smirked. Eyrie nodded slowly and watched as multiple girls went to cheer up Tamaki. "Do you regret that you will not be going Miss Eyrie?"

"Not really." Eyrie turned to Kyoya after losing interest in what was going on with Tamaki. "Will your brothers be attending?"

"Yes they both will. I believe I heard something about my sister attending as well."

Eyrie brought a knuckle to lips and her nothing mask slipped to reveal a thoughtful expression. "I don't believe I've met your sister."

"No. Though I'm sure you will make her acquaintance eventually."

Well if she goes to the ball I'll meet her sooner than you think.

The hall rang with the sound of laughter and friendly conversation. Women and girls dressed in elaborate gowns and feathered masks littered the floor with their escorts. Many of the men held their masks under their arms and conversed with each other, some to introduce their children. The orchestra played for the people dancing in the center of the room. Though the ball had been under way for little more than an hour, people continued to arrive. Many of the late arrivals were only given a minimal amount of attention since none made a big splash in the eyes of the people in the hall.

Tamaki, Kyoya, Hunny, and Mori stood and scanned the room, all wearing their masks. They had found each other right away and, after introducing them to multiple aristocrats, their parents had left them to fend for themselves. Kyoya noticed his father on the phone by the large balcony. He had a pleased expression on his face by the time he hung up.

"For some reason I pictured this a bit more lively." Tamaki said gloomily. Many girls had come over to greet the young men that filled out their suits in such a dashing manner. Many attended their school, while a few were from elsewhere. After half an hour more of entertaining shallow, materialistic girls the doors opened to admit another late comer. The four hosts ignored it until they saw people start to murmur and stare at the person descending the staircase leading to main floor. They turned and were nearly forced to scrape their jaws off of the floor. The woman descending the stairs was dressed in a stunning black and white gown. The top was styled like a corset and was covered in intricate black beading and lace and the sleeves were multiple pieces of tulle that only covered her shoulders. The bottom half of her dress sloped outward in true princess fashion, layer upon layer of black beaded tulle falling down to her feet. She held up the front to prevent treading on it, revealing simple black ballet slippers and slender ankles. Her mask was the same coloring as her dress and covered half of her face with two large feathers sticking out of the top right corner; one black, one white. The woman's hair had simply been pinned back behind her ears so that the rest of it could tumble down her back in a wave of obsidian curls that to her waist. Every sound seemed to dull as they watched her descent, the spell broke when her foot took the last step off of the staircase. After that the hosts only got glimpses of her as she was twirled through the crowd, dancing with one gentleman, bantering with another, never in one place for long.

"Excuse me mademoiselle? Could you tell us who that person is?" Tamaki asked a women who had been occupying the group that the mystery woman had just been with.

"She told us that it was a game." The older woman said excitedly. "She's obviously someone important. She said that her identity was a secret but that she would take off her mask if someone can guess her name. I wonder why she must hide her face? Maybe one of her scorned lovers is here and she doesn't want him to find her?"

The older women began to speculate excitedly about the girl and the hosts turned to the men that were with them.

"Um, sirs? Would it be to much to ask you opinion of her?" Tamaki asked and the men all gave him bored expressions.

"I don't care about all that lovers nonsense but I can tell you, that woman has a good head on her shoulders. She must have quite the pedigree."

The hosts looked over at the woman who was now talking to the group that Kyoya's father was occupying. They watched as the people among the group laughed while the girl's perfect lips stayed a straight line. The hosts started over in that direction, thinking that they could finely meet this mysterious butterfly after two hours of constantly ending up on opposite sides of the room. Suddenly Akito was leading her to the dance floor. Tamaki and Hunny stood in a gloom as the two twirled across the floor.

"Our prey is rather elusive." Kyoya observed, straightening his mask. Mori nodded.

"Kyoya!" They all turned to see Kyoya's sister, Fuyumi, rushing towards them with a big smile. They all greeted each other happily. "Kyoya have you met that woman yet?"

Tamaki and Huny went back to a gloom and Kyoya and Mori shook their heads.

"Oh you must! She's so nice! Father, Onii-san, and Akito were very taken with her as well." Fuyumi continued to chatter about the strange new comer as Kyoya gazed away thoughtfully and brought a knuckle to his lips.

Oh my god this mask is killing me.

Eyrie allowed herself to be led onto the large balcony by Akito. She had been a nervous wreck when she had received the call from Kyoya's father, saying that she should arrive later than everyone else. She hadn't wanted to cause such a scene but once it was over she had been some busy talking with everyone that she hadn't had time to be embarrassed. She had spotted the hosts as soon as she walked in, finding them at the center of the largest group of young women, just where she expected to find them. Eyrie managed to watch them from across the room the whole night and was dying to shake off all of the shallow, unknown people to seek comfort in their familiar antics and predictable responses. She had forced the feeling down all night but it had hit her with considerable force when she had seen them standing not fifteen feet away as she danced with Akito. It surprised her to realize how much she enjoyed their presence. Even now she was tempted to rush inside and look for them.

"I know who you are." Akito whispered into her ears as she continued to gaze over the courtyard. He gave her a soft smile.

"Really? Would you like to test that? Say my name and if I take off my mask you'll know you got it right." she smirked at and turned to him. Making her identity a game had been her idea but Mister Ootori had seemed to approve. He shook his head.

"I won't say it. But I new it...because you have very pretty lips." All expression left her face and she turned back to the railing. He laughed. "I want you to know some thing."

To be polite she turned her head to face him and was surprised to feel her cheek meet his lips. His lips lingered there for a moment before he moved away slightly to whisper in her ear.

"I won't let Kyoya or anyone else have you without a fight."

With that he strode back inside, leaving Eyrie to stand in stunned silence.

This is going better than I expected.

Kyoya's father sipped his champagne as he listened with half an ear to an aristocrat he had been asked to show around. The man was there with his son and wife. From what Mister Ootori understood he was some sort of investor. The man's name was something-or-other Hemsworth. His first name was lost somewhere in the introduction due to the noise. His wife wasn't as talkative as her husband but stuck close to him. Their son was at least as tall as Kyoya and it was obvious that he was handsome even with a mask on. His shaggy blonde hair fell over the top of his mask and he had spent most of the evening watching Eyrie's movements.

"Dad." The boy's father and Mister Ootori turned to look at him. This was the first time he had spoken out in a while. "You know who that is, yes?"

Hemsworth laughed. "Yes I do Clarence. Why haven't you gone over there? She'll be thrilled. Though you might want to hide first, since you insisted we not call to tell her we were here."

Eyrie was just beginning to walk in from the balcony. Mister Ootori and the hosts, who were making their way over, watched in shock as Clarence strode over and picked her up by her narrow waist, carrying her back out.

"If you wanted to say hi you could have just said it. This is a bit excessive. Excuse me? Are you listening? Please put me down." As soon as Eyrie's feet hit the ground her captor enveloped her in his arms, holding her small frame tightly. Eyrie's arms were pinned to her sides and she wiggled around, trying to get a look at this person's face. "Sir I'm not sure you have the right person. Could you let go of me so that we could sort this out?"

"Damn it. You're so bossy, ya know that Ire?" The boy gently let go of her and looked down with eyes filled with sincerity and happiness. Eyrie's glare fell when she heard those words and her face went pale. She reached up and gently brought the mask over the boy's face, gasping when her task was accomplished.

"Zero!" Eyrie flung her arms around the tall boy, squeezing him while he laughed.

"Well it's good to know I was missed! But, Ire, I'd like to come out of this hug with no cracked ribs." She let go of him, her face showing excitement even though her mask covered half her face.

"I can't believe you're here. What are you doing in Japan? Why didn't I know you were in Japan? Where's Uncle? Is Aunty here too? Oh the whole group was here awhile a few weeks ago. You missed them. Bummer. Oh but there are people you have to meet! They're inside! They-" Eyrie stopped abruptly. She had started pulling Zero inside to meet the hosts when she remembered that they aren't supposed to know that she was there. Her face drooped for a moment before she pulled on her emotionless mask.

"That was a pretty big change. Do you have different personalities I don't know about? If so, can I meet the flirtatious one?" Zero tried to dodge the swift slap Eyrie aimed at his head but failed. "Ok sorry! Hey what's with this whole mystery woman act? Are you playing games again?"

Eyrie looked around quickly to see if anyone had seen their familiar exchange but oddly enough the balcony was empty. She glared at Zero. "First of all I didn't make a habit of playing games with people. Second, someone requested that I go about it like this. It's a very long story, that you won't like, so tell Aunty and Uncle to cancel whatever hotel room you booked for tonight and I'll have you all stay with me. Good? For now just act like nothing happened. I have to introduce you to some very important people at the end of the night though."

Zero and Eyrie gave a brief hug then she left him to count to ten before walking in after her.

"Madam!" Eyrie turned to see Tamaki and the other hosts standing next to the dance floor. They were all giving her courtly bows, drawing a lot of attention.

"May I have this dance?" They all said at once then turned to glared at each other. Still exhilarated from seeing Zero, Eyrie smirked and tapped a finger to her bottom lip.

"Well I've never tried dancing with four men at once but I suppose if that is really what you want." Eyrie shrugged and looked at them with sparkling eyes. Tamaki looked at her sheepishly and Hunny laughed.

"We'd look so silly!" Hunny smiled up at her. Tamaki regained his composure and tried to bow again.

"What we meant is, would you save a dance for each of us?" He asked.

"Of course. I think I'll start with you." She bent down and swung Hunny into her arms. She twirled onto the dance floor, dancing with him as one would dance with a child. Hunny laughed and ran over to Mori in excitement when the song was over. Tamaki swept her onto the dance floor and waltzed with her elegantly. All the other girls fumed with envy. Next was Mori, who was more reserved that the other two dances that had cause her to be light headed from the twirling. He waltzed with her as if he was shy. From the other side of the dance floor Akito's grip on his champagne glass tightened as he watched the hosts dance with Eyrie and the one named Clarence watch her with admiring eyes. He started walking quickly, hoping to intercept Kyoya before the next song began. When he was a mere five feet away Eyrie pulled Kyoya out onto the floor and briefly straightened his mask for him. Akito stalked away to the balcony, unaware of his father watching his every move.

"So is that Zero? You do plan on introducing us right? Those idiots would be disappointed if they found out they didn't get to meet him." Kyoya said casually, not looking at Eyrie.

"Of course; but I was selfish and wanted to dance with them before they knew it was me. How long did it take you?"

"My sister came to me, saying that Father was quite taken with the mystery woman. The others don't know."

Eyrie rolled her eyes. "Of course they don't."

They waltzed in silence to Johan Straus the Second's, The Blue Danube. It was the longest song they had played that night and they had shortened it to five minutes, only playing half the song.

"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?" Eyrie asked, looking up at Kyoya's indifferent face. He shrugged.

"I suppose. We spent most of our time entertaining airheads and chasing you around." he gave her an accusing glare to which she responded with an innocent head tilt. "By the way. That game. Has anyone said your name yet? Or was that a lie and you plan on having everyone guessing forever?"

"No one has said my name so I haven't had a chance to fulfill that promise." Eyrie sighed dramatically. "Not even Zero said it. He called me Ire and we both know that isn't my name."

The instruments faded out and as she pulled away to walk back to the other hosts, Kyoya yanked her back to him. The dance floor had cleared for the next song so it felt as if they were on a stage with a spotlight to Eyrie. Kyoya leaned close to her ear.

"Eyrie."

She smirk and watched as murmurs and gasps filled the room as she started to unfasten her mask. Kyoya gently tugged it from it's perch on her face and took a step back. Everyone stared with wide eyes. Eyrie gave him a smirk before clearing her throat and gaining her composure. She calmly started walking back to the hosts as if nothing happened.

"Well. It looks like you've won the game."

Tamaki and Hunny stared at her with opened mouths which she promptly shut. Everyone started gossiping loudly, the noise level rising considerably. Kyoya sauntered over, Eyrie's mask dangling from his fingertips.

"E-Eyr-chan! You look so pretty! That was you?" Hunny started bouncing on his toes in excitement and Tamaki had shadows hanging over his head when he realized that he had tried to use Host Club charm on their manager.

"Make yourselves presentable. I have someone I want you to meet."

The hosts followed her through the crowd as she made she way to a group that included Kyoya's father and siblings, as well as three people they didn't know. Two were obviously husband and wife and they both embrace Eyrie at the same time, laughing as they looked at each other but refusing to let go of the girl they held in their arms. The hosts were taken aback by the look of contentment on Eyrie's face as she let them hug her.

"Alright Dad. Mom. Let other people have a turn." The young man swept Eyrie into his arms as soon as his parents let go. Kyoya's family looked on in shock.

"Mister Ootori. Akito. Yuichi. I'm sorry for that ruse. Miss Ootori I don't believe we have officially met." Eyrie bowed to Fuyumi and Kyoya's sister immediately started gushing praises. After tactfully dislodging herself from that conversation she grabbed the boy's arm and started tugging him toward the hosts, much like Hunny was known to do. "I have important people for you to meet. Stop lagging."

The boy laughed and continued to be dragged to where the hosts were standing. Kyoya's family had dispersed, the males from confusion, and his sister from restlessness. The boy's parents were grinning ear to ear as they looked at her.

"Guys I want you to meet Zero." Eyrie looked at them with wide eyes and started introducing the hosts one by one, Tamaki and Hunny practically gyrating from the excitement of meeting another one of Eyrie's American friends.

"It's nice to meet all of you. I heard that you're part of the family. From Jeremy." Zero smiled and shook hands with them, taking off his mask. Eyrie motioned for his parents to come over and they were introduced as well.

"Aunty. Uncle. What hotel are you staying at?" Eyrie asked quickly. The hosts looked at each other in confusion.

Aunty? Uncle? they overlapped.

"Oh. Well uh..." Hemsworth rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment as his wife rolled her eyes.

"You know how bad your uncle is with planning ahead. We got here later than expected and haven't had a chance to look for a hotel yet. That's what we'll be doing after this."

"Nonsense." Eyrie scoffed an pulled out a cellphone from a hidden pocket that they still couldn't quite see. She waited with it pressed to her ear. "Briar. Get Bear to drive down here and find the Hemsworth's driver. Take him back to the house and get two extra bedrooms ready, as well as one for him of course. Tell him to rest and that Bear will be driving us home."

Eyrie's face started going red as she listened to the other end of the phone. Her dark aura flared up. "So help me, Briar if you don't shut up I will snuff your existence from this world."

She hung up the phone and pinched the bridge of her nose then looked over at her aunt and uncle who were trying not to laugh. She sighed and strode off, answering the summons of a woman she had met earlier that evening.

"Well it's just us boys now. Tell me about yourself." Zero gave the hosts a dazzling smile and Tamaki and Hunny looked at him with wide eyes.

They are the same. Kyoya mused as he watched Tamaki and Hunny chatter to Zero as if they had been friends for longer than five minutes. They both create that feeling in people. Like they are very interested. As if every word you say will be stored in their hearts. There is a word that describes it perfectly. What is it?

Kyoya pressed a knuckle to his lips and shut his eyes, trying to think of the word. After a moment of listening to Hunny tell Zero about Mori, it came to him.

Safe. They make them feel safe.

Eyrie flopped down on her bed and heaved a sigh. It was about two in the morning and they had left the party only an hour ago. The night had been filled with dancing and business talk but when she thought back on it, she had had an amazing time. Before and after the hosts knew her identity. Zero had ended up teasing Tamaki and Hunny into believing that Zero's parents were her real aunt and uncle. It had taken some time but she finally managed to explain that she called them that because they were like siblings to her mother. By the time they were on the way home, Eyrie felt content and open; a rare combination for her. She had even managed to tell Zero and his parents about the pending engagement as soon as they got to her home.

Aunt and Uncle had not blamed the hosts and had been very understanding when she explained. Zero had been silent, only speaking one sentence when his parents left the room.

"I won't let them have you without a fight."

He had left then, shutting himself in his room to sleep. Eyrie mulled over his words and was still surprised at how similar they were to Akito's. Eyrie had half expected this sort of reaction from Zero since his feeling towards her had never really been a secret. She drifted off, the last thing on her mind was that she didn't get to talk to Mister Ootori alone after her identity was revealed.

"Father!" Akito strode into his father's office where Mister Ootori was unloading the pile of business cards he had accumulated during the ball. He ducked his head to hide the smirk on his face.

"Yes? What is it?" Akito started to bow formally.

"I have a request. Do not let Kyoya marry Eyrie. Or...at least...let me take his place!"

"I couldn't do that to your brother." His father said coolly. "I could, however, make you one of the choices. Would that be to your liking? I'm sure her father won't mind."

"Yes! Thank you Father!"

As Akito hurried from the room, his father grinned.

I knew it. He does have feelings for the girl. Now Kyoya has even more competition. Lately he hasn't done anything extraordinary to try and surpass his brothers. Let's see if he can win against his brother in this.

Alright guys! What did you think?! I had so much fun writing this chapter! I know I always say that but it goes doubly for this one! Ahh! So much moe! Anyways, Thanks for reading!