Kyouya\'a Attention
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+M to R › Ouran High Host Club
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,040
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Ouran or any of its characters, this story is written for fun only. I receve no money what so ever.
Kyouya's decision
Kyouya had spent the last few hours of his day with a dark cloud over him. Much darker then it normally was he had caused great fear in any of the maids or other servants who had been to unfortunate to be around him. What was he to do? Was he to go to see Rosemary and forget Haruhi and cause some sort of strife between himself and the small brown eyed girl, or was he to go to Haruhi and alienate the one girl who seemed to be so much like himself.. and how would he had felt if he were on the other side of this.. Yes, he would consider that thought.
If he was on the other side... well this wasn't going to work... he thought because.. well he would have just taken the girl he wanted. Yes if he wanted it he would take it...and at the thought of that he let a small smile cross his lips. Hadn't that been exactly what Rosemary had said she was doing when they had met? She wanted him so she would take him. Yes, he did like that girl, and despite the hellish things she did with Tamaki, what ever that was, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was the girl he had been waiting for? A girl who could possibly put him in his place.
He climbed to his feet and snapped his lap top shut, he turned to Tachibana, his ever vigilante guard and spoke a few words to him. Quietly, so no one could hear, he did'nt need any maids gossiping about what he was about to do. And with that he headed down to his car, climbing in the back seat he placed his hand over his shirt pocket. He had kept the letter with him. He couldn't bring himself to throw it away, the elegant hand writing the wonderful scent.. it did smell like her... like Rosemary.. a sweet flower like scent.. like.Roses? Hah.
Finally the limo came to a stop and the shadow king pulled himself from his seat. He allowed himself a moment to breath and allowed his hands to fall to his sides. And then he began to walk, he took each step on his way to the door with a bit more determinant then he normally would have. Once he did this he was sure there would be no going back, and he would either enjoy this, what would hopefully be his first relationship, or it could be the worst thing he had ever done.
But he had spent his entire life being careful. Yes, he has always been careful to do what people had expected him to do, to do what he was supposed to do. And now, as he reached up and pressed his finger to the doorbell, as he waited, he knew he would be putting that part of his life behind him.
Kyouya Ootori would be his own man.
As the door opened and large brown eyed looked up at him, Kyouya felt for a moment he knew he had made the right choice. "Kyouya-senpai, you came." Haruhi said softly as she opened the door more with a smile. "I said I would didn't I?" The shadow king said as he stepped inside.
Yes, Haruhi would help him.
(( Kyouya's made his choice, but what will this do to the host club! Stay tuned to find out! ))
If he was on the other side... well this wasn't going to work... he thought because.. well he would have just taken the girl he wanted. Yes if he wanted it he would take it...and at the thought of that he let a small smile cross his lips. Hadn't that been exactly what Rosemary had said she was doing when they had met? She wanted him so she would take him. Yes, he did like that girl, and despite the hellish things she did with Tamaki, what ever that was, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was the girl he had been waiting for? A girl who could possibly put him in his place.
He climbed to his feet and snapped his lap top shut, he turned to Tachibana, his ever vigilante guard and spoke a few words to him. Quietly, so no one could hear, he did'nt need any maids gossiping about what he was about to do. And with that he headed down to his car, climbing in the back seat he placed his hand over his shirt pocket. He had kept the letter with him. He couldn't bring himself to throw it away, the elegant hand writing the wonderful scent.. it did smell like her... like Rosemary.. a sweet flower like scent.. like.Roses? Hah.
Finally the limo came to a stop and the shadow king pulled himself from his seat. He allowed himself a moment to breath and allowed his hands to fall to his sides. And then he began to walk, he took each step on his way to the door with a bit more determinant then he normally would have. Once he did this he was sure there would be no going back, and he would either enjoy this, what would hopefully be his first relationship, or it could be the worst thing he had ever done.
But he had spent his entire life being careful. Yes, he has always been careful to do what people had expected him to do, to do what he was supposed to do. And now, as he reached up and pressed his finger to the doorbell, as he waited, he knew he would be putting that part of his life behind him.
Kyouya Ootori would be his own man.
As the door opened and large brown eyed looked up at him, Kyouya felt for a moment he knew he had made the right choice. "Kyouya-senpai, you came." Haruhi said softly as she opened the door more with a smile. "I said I would didn't I?" The shadow king said as he stepped inside.
Yes, Haruhi would help him.
(( Kyouya's made his choice, but what will this do to the host club! Stay tuned to find out! ))