Kyouya\'a Attention

Kyouya walked down the hall of Ouran High. The only sound in the empty hall was the sound of his uniform shoes as he walked toward the third music room. Upon reaching the room he pushed open the door and walked in. He set his bag on a table and removed his laptop. He set the laptop on the table in front of him and opened it. He brought up a file and began to type away. He paused only a moment to run a hand though his hair before his cool eyes focused on the screen though his glasses. His fingers flying deftly over the keys.
A girl in an immaculate canary yellow uniform stood in front of the doors of the third music room. Brown eyes staring up at the doors. Her long black hair pulled up in to a tight bun at the nape of her neck. A few strands of hair fell down to frame her sharp featured face. She reached up with her right hand and tucked a stand of hair behind her ear. She then reached out and placed a hand on the handle before pushing it open.
Kyouya’s fingers didn’t pause until he heard the door open. His eyes remained locked on the screen a few moments even after his fingers had paused. It was still an hour or so before the other hosts would even start to arrive. He looked up and almost instantly he had his host smile plastered on to his face. He reached out and shut his lap top before climbing to his feet. He quickly walked over to her and smiled making a deep bow in welcome before standing tall. “Namrea-san, welcome, but I’m sorry to say that the host club is not open for another hour at least.” The girl smiled. “Ootori-sama, Please, call me Rosemary, and yes I am well aware of the clubs hours but I wanted to meet you personally before your attention could be diverted by others.”
Kyouya was slightly taken aback. Not many girls went out of they’re way before club hours. Most would have considered it rude. But his face never faltered and he never showed any sign of his thoughts. He took her hand in his and lifted it to his lips. He pressed his lips against it softly before letting go and motioning to a chair. After all, there was no reason to be rude to a girl whose father ran a rather prestigious company. “Well, I’m sure you wanted to do more then just met me if you cam here before hours.”
Rosemary continued to smile pleasantly at Kyouya. “Well, my curiosity got the better of me.” She said with a smile. Kyouya sat before her and smiled. “Curiosity can be a powerful thing. Though most of the girls in this school would have waited for club hours.” “As I told you Ootori-sama, I wished to have you undivided attention for my first visit.” Kyouya raised a brow as e heard her talk. Well that was a bit pushy... She was an interesting girl...
“So...wh—“ Kyouya paused and looked over at the door as it opened. Tamaki walked in to the room and paused when he saw the girl. He looked at his watch and then relived that he had not somehow lost track of time. Was instantly beside Kyouya and the girl. He took her hand bringing it to his lips and bending in to a deep bow. “Good evening dear princess.” He looked up at her from his bow. “What brings you here so early?” The blond king asked as he rose to his full height and let go of her hand. Rosemary stared at the blond a few moments. She had to admit, had she been any other type of woman she most likely would have melted just staring at this blond character. She schooled her features from a surprised expression she was positive she must have had, since the blond had surprised her. “It’s not at all important.” She said before pulling her hand away from Tamaki’s.
Tamaki seemed rather surprised by her pulling away. But he figured it was merely because she was not a fan of the prince type. After all. She had been talking to Kyouya. Perhaps she liked the cool type? “So, will you be coming to visit us during club hours?” Rosemary smiled and nodded. “I’ll be back later.” And with that she turned on her heels and headed for the door. She pulled it opened and slipped out before shutting it behind her.
Tamaki looked at Kyouya and smiled. “So, Mother! You have a new customer?”
Kyouya looked away from the door and up at Tamaki from his seat. He smiled his cool smile. Keeping his bewilderment of the girl behind his cool expression. “So it appears father.” He said before turning to his computer. “Now if you don’t mind.. I have some work to finish here Tamaki; I have worked to finish here.” His tone seemed innocent enough but it held a slight one of ice. Tamaki, despite his constantly growing dim wittedness, seemed to get the picture and bounded off to prepare for the club to open.
Kyouya’s fingers though over the keys. If he was going to have a new customer. He would have to find out as much information as he could.

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