Kyouya\'a Attention

Chapter 2



Kyouya’s long fingers flew across the keys. His eyes trained on the screen. He had been sitting in the same spot for almost an hour now. He was studying what information he had on Rosemary. But seeing as she was new. It was quite a small amount. He frowned. If there was one thing Kyouya Ootori did not like. It was being unprepared for something. Particularly one of his customers.

With a soft sigh he leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs. He folded his hands together in front of his face and looked at the screen over his fingers. His elbows rested on the arms of the chair he sat in. His eyes moved on the screen once more before he was pulled back to reality by a hand on his shoulder. He turned around quickly just to be met with the violet eyes of his best friend. “Kyouya, Its time to open the club.” The flamboyant king told his counterpart. Kyouya nodded and reached out snapping his laptop shut before getting to his feet. “Alright.”

For once, Kyouya Ootori did not know what to expect. And for some strange reason. The thought only excited him.



The host club was starting to pick up. The host each with they’re respective clients. Tamaki had a girl dipped his lips inches from hers. Her face bright red. Poor girl would surely have a nosebleed by the end of the after noon. Hikaru and Kaoru where acting out another lovly rendition of the brotherly love, spurned on by Kaoru ‘accidently’ cutting his finger on a rose thorn. Hunny eat his cake happily. His tiny feet kicking back and forth as he hummed softly. The girls around his cooing as they would over a small child. Mori sitting beside him watching with an expressionless gaze and a protecting air. Haruhi sat not far from the eldest two. Her clients flushed as they watched the young ‘man’ smile and chat pleasantly.

And not far from all the daily commotion was Kyouya. Feeling completely not himself. Though if one saw the normally icy young man they would not have known. For Kyouya, despite his current discomfort, always managed to appear the ever cool and calculating shadow king.

The reason for Kyouya’s sudden discomfort? Rosemary. She sat across from him her hands folded in her lap.

He stared a few moments before he opened his mouth to speak. But nothing came out. He was stunned. Completely stunned. The shadow king, the cool type, Kyouya Ootori was completely stunned in to silence. This girl was… HOW DARE SHE?! Had she honestly just asked him such a thing? And now she sat in front of him calm as could be like that was something you asked a person on a daily basis.

“So what do you say?” Her soft voice cut though Kyouya’s thoughts like a sword. He reached up and pushed his glasses up his nose with the index finger of his right hand. “That is a rather bizarre request…. Rosemary.” He said. His tone holding a hint of ice as he spoke.

“I suppose it could be considered odd.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders and a dismissive wave of her hand. “However, I’ve always thought, if you want something, you should go for it.” Her sweet smile altered in to something more sinister. “And I want you.” She leaned forward a bit. “And you have yet to answer my question.”

Kyouya stared at her a few moments longer. “You will have to allow me time to think about this.” He wasn’t sure at all why he couldn’t just tell her no. It was so strange. He also, however, could not agree to this with out thinking it over carefully.

Rosemary smiled and nodded her head. “I expected nothing less. “ Her eyes moved around the room a moment. Haruhi seemed to have been watching Kyouya and Rosemary’s convocation from a distance closely. Upon seeing Kyouya’s reaction to what ever Rosemary had asked him. The hostess grew quite stunned. And then rather annoyed, though she could not, for the life of her, figure out why. She stood up and was soon making her way over two the two older students.

The black haired girl, while her eyes scanned the room, picked up on Haruhi’s movement toward them. She grinned and got to her feet. She walked around the table and placed a hand gently on Kyouya’s shoulder.

The shadow king watched the girl get up from her seat and walk up beside him. A shiver ran up his spine when he felt her place her hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her from his seat and suddenly his wire rimmed eyes grew momentarily wide as soft lips pressed against his. Her hands slowly moved from his shoulder till the locked themselves around his neck. He mind now blurred from the feeling of soft full lips on his he reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her body to his.

The room grew silent.