Confessions of a Shadow King | By : BummyBBD Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 7989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High or any of the characters mentioned in this story. this is purley fictional and for entertainment purposes only i also make not profit from these stories it is purley for entertainment purposes only |
Kyoya glanced down at the shiny gold band on his left hand and smiled genuinely. It seemed that fortune had finally favored the third son after all. He unbuttoned his pearl white shirt and peeled it off his toned body. Next came his solid black dress slacks and his shiny black shoes. He had given Haruhi a note telling her to meet him in the master bedroom at a quarter till ten, that was a half hour from now, just enough time for him to shower.
Things seemed to move at a fast and hectic pace when he and Haruhi announced their engagement to the school. With that brought a brief explanation about Haruhi’s cross dressing and in the end caused even more customers to visit the Host Club so that they could witness their love first hand, it was that revenue alone that helped him pay for their wedding.
The wedding….
Haruhi had finally let her hair grow some length for the wedding, and looked like an angel in her white wedding gown. Her father Ranka, dressed like a male for once, gave her away with a smile, and made Kyoya wonder for a moment how he would have acted if it was Tamaki he was handing his daughter over to. He had to hold back a laugh. Speaking of Tamaki, he was bawling like a woman next to him as his best man. He was still oblivious to his feelings to Haruhi so Kyoya felt no guilt in marrying her, not that he wouldn’t have continued the wedding if Tamaki did object, he had his chance. They said their vows before god and half of Japan, and shared their first kiss as man and wife.
As a wedding gift, Kyoya’s father had given them the keys to the Otori summer mansion. Now theirs. Already fitting into her new found role as the wife of a billionaire, Haruhi was downstairs making sure the new servants were all settled in and comfy while he got ready for a quick shower.
Or so he thought…
The sweet scent of orchids filled the air as a pair of milky hands encircled his naked waist. “Mmm, getting ready for me?” Haruhi asked huskily. Kyoya’s breath caught in his throat. Sneaky devil… he thought.
“Actually I was just getting ready to shower love? Care to join me?” he countered, turning around before Haruhi could blink and slipping her gown over her lithe body. He grasped her hand in his and felt a swell of pride engulf him as he witnessed the ring he slipped on her finger hours ago gleam in the light.
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