Fandom: Ouran Highschool Host Club
Ship: Kyoya/Kagome but up to you to decide!
Tags/Warnings: Slightly cynical Kyoya
Spoilers: none
Origin date: Circa 2017/2020
i love how i posted this story of free to use stories, and where/how to credit me only for me to then change my username TToTT,, anyway, this story idea I had even forgotten I had written but found a chapter outline pretty much written, still I have no idea where I was going, and if i think on it some more, I think I had the vague notion of Kagome who is vaguely Ice Princess like in demanor because her adventures in the well have closed off a portion of herself both figuratively and literally, how that's protrayed is up to you to interept and use, but here's what i got so far!
I leave the darkness that finds my heart
Even the cold shadow that covers the night starts to harden
If the ice melts,
a warmer song would have come out
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
Melted-AKMU
Business was as usual. Or as usual as Ouran could get...
He had heard classmates and the girls gossiping in the host club murmuring about a new transfer student.
Transfers weren't too odd, they had a couple every year. What was strange was that it was a few months late in transfer.
He paid it no mind. If the person were a true level like the hosts, he was sure he would've heard it mentioned. A lot of secrets and thoughts were revealed when people didn't think you were listening.
As it was, he was always listening, most of the time it was unimportant drivel. But every now and then he got a gleam of helpful information or insight onto whatever was going on in and out school walls.
So far what he had gathered from the students is that this supposed transfer was in his year and a sight to behold. From conversation alone he was unsure whether or not this "new" student was a girl or boy, all he had heard was that they seemed quite cold and hadn't spoken much.
Kyoya didn't dwell too long on it, Tamaki was yelling in his ear about the twins trying to steal Haruhi away, he sighed, he would meet this mysterious new student eventually, so better to deal with current life.
~.~
It wasn't until about two weeks later that he had still not met this new mysterious transfer. He was unsure if this was good or not. No one was exempt from his radar, either this person was a higher elite than he thought, giving reason why he hadn't come across official records on them, or they were farther than his radar went. Which was improbable seeing how he had heard they were in the adjacent classroom to himself.
He had found somewhere into the second week that the transfer was a girl. A very pretty girl if the rumors were accurate.
He would scoff would it not be inappropriate to do so, but attending an elite school, you run into many a pretty girl, and even a handful of pretty and rugged boys, so he was unsure how valid these claims were.
He wondered if he could speed things along...and extend an invitation of sorts. However without the data to back up the possibilities of the elusive newcomer would be a no show or not was up in the air.
this is rather short when you squash it together to fit on ffn but eh, an idea is an idea and ya gotta start somewhere.