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To Catch A Raven	By : corsochan Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 4096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: HatefulRodeo

Story: To Catch a Raven

Notes: AU/AR, takes place after Kyoya graduates Ouran. Will have an OFC; my first fic using one. Enjoy Lovelies!

Previously:

Kyoya's hand began to stroke his erection faster while his free hand came down to palpate his tightening balls. In his mind it was Karas' hand would be the one massaging his balls while deep throating his length and bobbing her head quickly.

Kyoya's orgasm was rapidly cresting over him, the heat pooled in his belly and with one more stroke to his leaking length Kyoya came hard into his hand, staining his silk sheets with his seed. A tired sated sigh left Kyoya as he sat up to fetch a tissue from the nightstand.

After cleaning his soiled hand and attempting to wipe off the remains of his release from his dark sheets Kyoya laid back down feeling tired and content. If the sex in his mind was this sensual and mind blowing what would their sex be like when they finally laid down together? The Ootori heir slipped into sleep relaxed with happy thoughts of Karas swirling around his brain.

~~~~~~~~********Chapter 3*******~~~~~~~

A shrill scream of "MOTHER" woke Kyoya out of his delightful sleep filled with images of his jade eyed future wife; belatedly Kyoya felt something sticky against the silk of his boxer shorts.

Cracking his onyx eyes open so he could glare at the bubbly idiot blonde known as his self-appointed best friend Suoh Tamaki until said male flitted out of his bedroom; finally giving Kyoya a chance to get himself cleaned up and presentable. After a quick trip to his large en suite bathroom to deal with the sanitary necessities and dressing himself appropriately Kyoya opened his bedroom doors.

A smiling Tamaki was positively shaking with contained questions and exclamations; gesturing for the idiot to enter Kyoya stepped back and breathed deeply; asking for patience from a higher godly power. Today just may be the day he strangled the self-proclaimed king of the Host Club.

"So Mommy is it true? Are you leaving me and marrying some woman?" Kyoya first wondered how Tamaki could have known about his upcoming engagement and marriage but on second thought the onyx eyed man stopped himself. Who knew how Tamaki knew what he knew? It was better for Kyoya's valued sanity not to ask as the answer would undoubtedly be complicated and nonsensical as all Tamaki's answers always were.

Sighing silently Kyoya pushed his glasses up his nose, the young Ootori had forgone his contacts seeing as it was just Tamaki, and began to answer his bubbly friend in clipped tones; "Yes, Tamaki I am getting engaged and will be married in the near future. I am not leaving you as we are not together."

Tamaki's face fell and Kyoya braced himself for the explosion of verbal exclamations, three seconds later he was not disappointed; "How could you say that?! You're the mother of our family and now you are leaving us for someone else! What will become of our sons? Our beautiful daughter?! Oh Haruhi!"

Kyoya was getting a headache and it wasn't even ten in the morning, turning Kyoya pressed the intercom to order himself breakfast; maybe a full stomach would make it easier to deal with the Suoh man-child? "Tamaki we graduated Ouran, the host club is over and I have to move forward with my plans and in order to do that I will marry Yanai Karas.

Just as you will go to college and in time assume your father's role within the Suoh companies. We will still see each other on occasion so your overreaction isn't really necessary. Now if you will I would like to eat." Kyoya gestured to the tray of food placed on the coffee table in the small sitting area he and Tamaki had taken up seats in.

Tamaki looked as if he was about to argue more but the look from the Ootori's dark eyes silenced him; it seemed the blonde knew he was not going to win or dissuade his friend from his set course of actions and/or plans. A dramatic huff was heard from the blonde before Tamaki shifted on the love seat and reached for a piece of toast.

The dark-haired male wanted to roll his eyes, knowing Tamaki had forgone breakfast so he could streak over to Kyoya's mansion and confirm what he had heard about his best friend's engagement and consequential marriage.

"Is this Yanai Karas nice? Oh is she pretty? I can't wait to plan your wedding it will be gorgeous! I'm thinking Egyptian; gorgeous robes bedecked with jewels as your bride walks down the aisle in radiant splendor, joining her proud pharaoh in wedded bliss! Won't it be lovely?! Kyoya...Kyoya!"

The Ootori heir was frozen in horror; Gods Tamaki was never getting near the person his father and Tadashi would hire for the planning of anything wedding or engagement related; it would turn into a circus! Kyoya needed to stop Tamaki now before he got going.

"Tamaki your help will not be necessary I assure you; my father, Karas' grandfather and I'm sure Karas herself will see to all the preparations so you will just have to live with it." Tamaki was ready to pout but Kyoya stood quickly cutting off anymore protests or whining or pouting; "Now I must take my leave and see my father."

Kyoya had no such meeting with his father at the moment but he was at his Suoh Tamaki limit for the day and wanted some peace and quiet to sort through his thoughts; much had happened in the last few days and Kyoya wanted to absorb it all calmly. It was beginning to sink in that soon he would be engaged and shortly after married to someone he just met.

Soon Kyoya would be bound to another, that that other was gorgeous and seemingly intelligent helped a great deal. But the fact remained that he was eighteen as was Karas and soon they would be married and would spend the rest of their lives together.

Well barring nothing catastrophic happened but that was not looking like a possibility so this marriage would happen no matter what; Kyoya wanted to be his father's heir and in reality his marriage would have been arranged anyway. Kyoya should be grateful that his chosen wife was as great looking and seemingly smart as she was or seemed to be.

Tamaki for once showed some insight and realized his friend needed some alone time; "Well then I will leave you Kyoya but I'm not done talking about your wedding. I'll at least want to plan your bachelor party! It will be wonderful; I'm thinking Parisian courtesans with Baroque music and classical waltzes."

Done speaking or rambling Tamaki flitted out of Kyoya's room without a proper goodbye; not that that was atypical at all for the blonde. Tamaki was and always would be eccentric and unpredictable. Kyoya was just grateful that he was now alone to think.

Although he wasn't sure that Tamaki understood the concept of what a bachelor party was; not after the blonde had essentially said he wanted to plan a ball for him. Kyoya had not thought about his bachelor party but knew he did not want a ball maybe drinks and dinner out with the host club. Even though they drove him mad Kyoya considered them friends, grudgingly, and wanted to celebrate his upcoming marriage with them.

An audible sigh left Kyoya this time when his usually calm mind came back to his coming marriage; would be a good husband? The youngest Ootori really had no good examples to follow in his own family. His father treated his mother well but with a distance always between them; not that Kyoya remembered his deceased mother well just vague remembrances.

His deceased grandparents on both sides were always so formal with each other; it was like watching an insanely complicated dance of etiquette and manners with neither wanting to slip up. Kyoya did not want that! He wanted what he saw on the streets when he had visited the commoner mall and lower class sections of Tokyo.

Kyoya wanted to spend time with his wife because they enjoyed each other not because they had to attend a party to keep up appearances. But did Karas want that? Kyoya hoped she did and he would only find out once they met again. When that happened in the next few days the raven haired male would enquire to what his fiancée wanted from their marriage.

He would be blunt and to the point with what he hoped for and what he expected. Kyoya looked back on their first and only meeting and noticed Karas had a warm smile filled with true feelings of happiness. The woman seemed quite authentic in her reactions and feelings; no masks seemed to be worn by his fiancée and that made Kyoya happy.

The Ootori wanted someone real, someone who showed their emotions and didn't hide them behind a cool mask of indifference like Kyoya and his whole family did with the exception of Fuyumi. No, he hoped Karas would be his opposite, showing emotions and reactions when he could not and make Kyoya open up to feeling more than he ever had before but only to her and their future children.

Kyoya was after all an Ootori and that position required him to be seen as cool, calm and undefeatable in the eyes of his peers and competitors. However, he would not have his wife or children wondering if he cared for them. Kyoya would give his wife and coming children what his mother, his siblings and he had never had from his father; affection, care and maybe one day love for his wife but always unconditional love for his children.

His course set and his mind at ease Kyoya rose to seek out his father; he wanted to discuss setting up a private dinner between Karas and himself. The onyx eyed young male had much to discuss with his betrothed and he hoped they could begin to build a relationship based on mutual interests. Attraction would not be a problem for them; Karas had looked at him just as Kyoya had looked at her.

Those looks exchanged between them were full of admiration and subtle hunger; the thoughts of Karas gorgeous green eyes looking at him with that veiled hungry glint was making the Ootori heir's blood race and flood his cock. Kyoya crushed down on the feeling of arousal flowing through him, he would not meet his father with an erection no matter how beautiful and desirable his soon to be wife was.

Coming to the doors of his father's study Kyoya knocked and promptly heard his father's deep voice granting him entrance. Taking a deep calming breath to flush the last of his arousal out of his mind and body Kyoya opened the wooden door and faced his father.

Next chapter will feature another meeting between Kyoya and Karas. The rest of the Host Club will make its appearance as well.

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