Not So Pretend Wedding
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+M to R › Ouran High Host Club
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,961
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Ouran High Host Club, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ch. 2
Chapter 2
How love began.
FLASHBACK CONTINUED
The car ride was quite both didn’t know what to say. After the incident in the third music room they both did want to speak in fear of something else happening. No matter how much it had been enjoyed. All they did was sit there each on different sides of the limo avoiding each other’s gaze.
Haruhi was the first to speak. “Kyoya-senpai where are we going?” Slowly she turned to look at him trying to avoid his eyes as he turned to look at her. “Because I don’t recognize anything around here.”
Kyoya looked puzzled for a moment the remembered ‘that’s right Haruhi has never been to the Ootori mansion. “I wanted to take you somewhere that we for sure wouldn’t run into the others.” He stated simply. “The only ways we could do that for sure was to either fly us out of the country,” he nearly laughed at the horrified look on her face, “or have dinner at my home. I choose dinner at my place.” He couldn’t help but smile as she relaxed. A dark glint slid across Kyoya’s as he leaned in toward her. “Would really it really be that bad to leave the country with me.” He loved the way she looked when she blushed.
“NO.” Haruhi almost yelled “it’s just what would otousan say?” She could feel her face flush.
“Well then I guess it’s a good were not leaving then. I wouldn’t want Ranka-san upset with me” Kyoya said giving Haruhi back her space.
Haruhi was relieved when Kyoya sat back. Sitting that long staring into his eye’s had made her want to reach out and crush his lips to hers. She could actually feel her hand twitching just moments before he returned to his side of the car. The limo made a final turn and they were there, the Ootori mansion.
Walking up the steps all Haruhi could think was ‘It’s was beautiful’. The beautiful carved doors opened from the inside startling her.
“Welcome home Ootori-san and welcome to you as well Fujioka-san. Dinner has been prepared Ootori-san and been placed in the room you requested.” Two maids cheerfully, as the two entered.
Pressing a hand to the small of Haruhi’s back Kyoya led her down a hall to a suite he a dressed to be more romantic. Haruhi couldn’t help but gasp at the sight. It was more beautiful than any place she had been before. Quietly Kyoya pulled a chair out for her to sit in. After Haruhi took her place, Kyoya took one across from her trying to find something to say to rid them of the awkward silence.
“Haruhi can I ask you a question?” he asked with an interested look. Haruhi just stared at him, so Kyoya took it as a yes. “Why did you agree to come with me, on this date?”
Haruhi sat there thinking trying to find a good answer. “Why wouldn’t I?” she finally asked.
“I don’t know, I was just hoping it would be that you wanted to cause…” he paused. How was he supposed to continue what he was saying, how could she fell that way toward him.
“Cause I liked you?” Haruhi finished his sentence for him causing Kyoya to drop his fork.
Kyoya sat there shocked. Had he really let her get that close to him that she could tell what he was thinking? No one had ever gotten that close not even his own sister. He always made sure that he kept himself in check and only thought of business. That was until she arrived.
“Do you?” He finally choked out finally looking up from his plate to look in her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes.
Lightly she nods unable to speak. She had never had to confront her feelings for Kyoya before now. In truth she didn’t even know about them until the kiss they had shared in the third music room.
Kyoya had moved he didn’t know when he did he just found him standing to the side of Haruhi. She was staring at him in shock obviously she didn’t know when he had moved either. He reached his hand out to her not knowing what else to do.
“Can I have this dance?” He said pulling her tightly to him. He didn’t know where the music was coming from (sister meddling), but he was happy to have it if it let him be close to her.
Haruhi could feel his pounding heart through his shirt as she laid her head on his chest. No matter how much he tried to hide himself from her he his heart would always tell the truth. She looked up only to find him looking down at her. She could feel hi heart skip a beat as their eyes locked.
Kyoya stopped moving and they just stood there looking in to each other’s eyes ever so slowly moving toward one another. Their lips meet and the world faded away into nothingness until they were all that was left.
Haruhi’s arms slide up and twine around Kyoya’s neck while at the same time his arms encircle her waist pull her as close as he could get her. His member begins to harden at the soft pleasurable sounds leaving Haruhi’s mouth. She gasps when he is finally hard enough to feel through both of their clothing.
Quickly Kyoya pulls away. “I’m sorry that’s too far I know, excuse me.” He attempted to step away, but he felt his hand being tugged back the other way. The look she had in her eyes was something he had never seen before. It was the look of desire.
“No” she said and pulled him back toward her. In that instant he knew she was his.
How love began.
FLASHBACK CONTINUED
The car ride was quite both didn’t know what to say. After the incident in the third music room they both did want to speak in fear of something else happening. No matter how much it had been enjoyed. All they did was sit there each on different sides of the limo avoiding each other’s gaze.
Haruhi was the first to speak. “Kyoya-senpai where are we going?” Slowly she turned to look at him trying to avoid his eyes as he turned to look at her. “Because I don’t recognize anything around here.”
Kyoya looked puzzled for a moment the remembered ‘that’s right Haruhi has never been to the Ootori mansion. “I wanted to take you somewhere that we for sure wouldn’t run into the others.” He stated simply. “The only ways we could do that for sure was to either fly us out of the country,” he nearly laughed at the horrified look on her face, “or have dinner at my home. I choose dinner at my place.” He couldn’t help but smile as she relaxed. A dark glint slid across Kyoya’s as he leaned in toward her. “Would really it really be that bad to leave the country with me.” He loved the way she looked when she blushed.
“NO.” Haruhi almost yelled “it’s just what would otousan say?” She could feel her face flush.
“Well then I guess it’s a good were not leaving then. I wouldn’t want Ranka-san upset with me” Kyoya said giving Haruhi back her space.
Haruhi was relieved when Kyoya sat back. Sitting that long staring into his eye’s had made her want to reach out and crush his lips to hers. She could actually feel her hand twitching just moments before he returned to his side of the car. The limo made a final turn and they were there, the Ootori mansion.
Walking up the steps all Haruhi could think was ‘It’s was beautiful’. The beautiful carved doors opened from the inside startling her.
“Welcome home Ootori-san and welcome to you as well Fujioka-san. Dinner has been prepared Ootori-san and been placed in the room you requested.” Two maids cheerfully, as the two entered.
Pressing a hand to the small of Haruhi’s back Kyoya led her down a hall to a suite he a dressed to be more romantic. Haruhi couldn’t help but gasp at the sight. It was more beautiful than any place she had been before. Quietly Kyoya pulled a chair out for her to sit in. After Haruhi took her place, Kyoya took one across from her trying to find something to say to rid them of the awkward silence.
“Haruhi can I ask you a question?” he asked with an interested look. Haruhi just stared at him, so Kyoya took it as a yes. “Why did you agree to come with me, on this date?”
Haruhi sat there thinking trying to find a good answer. “Why wouldn’t I?” she finally asked.
“I don’t know, I was just hoping it would be that you wanted to cause…” he paused. How was he supposed to continue what he was saying, how could she fell that way toward him.
“Cause I liked you?” Haruhi finished his sentence for him causing Kyoya to drop his fork.
Kyoya sat there shocked. Had he really let her get that close to him that she could tell what he was thinking? No one had ever gotten that close not even his own sister. He always made sure that he kept himself in check and only thought of business. That was until she arrived.
“Do you?” He finally choked out finally looking up from his plate to look in her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes.
Lightly she nods unable to speak. She had never had to confront her feelings for Kyoya before now. In truth she didn’t even know about them until the kiss they had shared in the third music room.
Kyoya had moved he didn’t know when he did he just found him standing to the side of Haruhi. She was staring at him in shock obviously she didn’t know when he had moved either. He reached his hand out to her not knowing what else to do.
“Can I have this dance?” He said pulling her tightly to him. He didn’t know where the music was coming from (sister meddling), but he was happy to have it if it let him be close to her.
Haruhi could feel his pounding heart through his shirt as she laid her head on his chest. No matter how much he tried to hide himself from her he his heart would always tell the truth. She looked up only to find him looking down at her. She could feel hi heart skip a beat as their eyes locked.
Kyoya stopped moving and they just stood there looking in to each other’s eyes ever so slowly moving toward one another. Their lips meet and the world faded away into nothingness until they were all that was left.
Haruhi’s arms slide up and twine around Kyoya’s neck while at the same time his arms encircle her waist pull her as close as he could get her. His member begins to harden at the soft pleasurable sounds leaving Haruhi’s mouth. She gasps when he is finally hard enough to feel through both of their clothing.
Quickly Kyoya pulls away. “I’m sorry that’s too far I know, excuse me.” He attempted to step away, but he felt his hand being tugged back the other way. The look she had in her eyes was something he had never seen before. It was the look of desire.
“No” she said and pulled him back toward her. In that instant he knew she was his.