"What is it now, Tamaki?"
You stood with your ear to the door of the well-known host club. You'd always been interested in what went on in there, but you didn't want to make the teens think you were a costumer. So, you had settled to just listening in to their conversations after they had closed for the day.
"It's those shady twins! Tell them to leave my Haruhi alone!" came the whiny voice of the host club king.
You pressed your ear harder to the wood. His Haruihi? You recognized the name to fit the brunette of the group who had been quite popular lately. You smiled mischievously, wondering if here was a dirty little secret kept by the club.
"Tamaki, I believe Haruhi would say so if something was wrong," came the cool, smooth voice of Kyoya Ootori.
"Don't bother, Senpai. Tamaki is too much of an idiot to understand," came the heated sound of Haruhi's voice.
"H-Haruhi!" came the pained cry of the king.
"Well I'll let you figure it out for yourselves," Kyoya said. "Play nice."
You suddenly took your ear away from the door in a fit of panic as you heard footsteps. You turned to run away, but you could hear the knob turning! There was no where to run! Unable to think of anything else, you leaned against the wall and tried to look cool and casual.
You watched as the door opened, and the tall black-haired teen stepped out. The door swung shut behind him, and he stood there for a moment. Had he not noticed you? However, your hopes faltered ad her turned to look at you, the glint of his glasses hiding his eyes.
"Hello there," Kyoya said. "I'm sorry to say, but the host club is closed for now. We will however be open tomorrow."
"I-I know it is," you said, horribly failing to act like you weren't guilty.
"Then if I may ask, what are you here for?" Kyoya asked, flipping open quite an intimidating black book that he was holding.
"Um...Um..." you stuttered, trying desperately to think of an excuse.
Kyoya pushed his glasses up, causing the glint to leave and allowing you to see his charming, yet terrifying dark eyes. It was almost as if he was scanning your soul for lies.
"Forgive me for sounding rude, but you weren't spying, were you?" Kyoya said, a very faint smile crossing his lips.
"N-No...ah...um...maybe?" you managed. "I just wanted to see what's so special about your little club."
"Well, why didn't you just say so? All you have to do is coming during opening hours, and you can more accurately observe us hosts," the boy explained. "I can make a reservation for you if you'd like."
"No thanks, I don't really want to...be hosted," you said, folding your arms.
Kyoya tilted his head slightly to one side, the unnerving smile still on his face. "Oh? Now why is that, (your name)?"
You frowned as you felt confusion replace how awkward you had been feeling, and took a step towards him. "Wait a second. We've never formally met, how do you know my name?"
"I have my resources," Kyoya said, closing the black book. "But you didn't answer my question, miss (last name). Why wouldn't you want to be hosted?"
You swallowed hard now that his full attention was on you, his eyes piercing into yours. "Well...it seems silly. It's not like you actually love the girls, you treat them like sources of money."
Kyoya let out a laugh, his deep voice ringing through the empty halls. "You're a girl. Are you telling me you don't want to be held or caressed by a host?"
Suddenly he took a step towards you. The two of you were now very close, causing your heart to beat at an incredible speed. Your eyes widened as he reached out and brushed some of your hair away from your face, causing a large blush fill your cheeks.
"You don't even want to be kissed by a host?" he asked, his voice lowering.
Your already burning face only got more red as he took your hand in his and gently kissed the top of it. His lips were warm on your skin, despite the cool voice he spoke with.
Kyoya let out another low laugh, though it was very faint. "See? You react just like the other girls."
As if satisfied with himself, the raven-haired boy took a step back from you and his facial expression went back to it's unreadable default. "Would you like to make a reservation now? There happens to be a discount on Friday on all club merchandise, by the way."
You paused and looked at him bewildered. What kind of a reply was that after getting all touchy with you!? Was it some kind of sick advertisement!? Still, you couldn't help but feel an odd sensation in your stomach when your eyes caught his.
"F-Fine. I'll come in on Friday," you said, averting your gaze.
"Alright. Thank you for your time," Kyoya said, flipping open his book once again and jotting down a few notes.
With that, he turned on his heel and began to walk down the hall, leaving you completely conflicted with different emotions. Suddenly you heard his steps stop.
"In case you were still wondering, I know your name because...let's just say from the times I've seen you, you left quite an impression on my mind. Why? Not even I know," he said, then walked down the hall and out of site.
You stood there even more conflicted than you were before. You leaned your back against the wall and slid down to sit on the floor, wrapping your hands around your knees, your yellow dress puffing out around you. You didn't know much about these kinds of things, but had he just confessed he liked you? The way he had said it left you feeling very unsure, yet you couldn't help but smile.
"Kyoya Ootori, huh?" you said quietly to yourself. Suddenly being hosted didn't sound like such a bad idea.
Sorry this took like 3787594825 years to write, but hey you have it now! It's a bit short, but that's alright! I hope you enjoy your little dose of Kyoya.
Also let me know if the twins should get separate stories or be combined. I'd like to know your opinion on that
This was good, but I'm still disappointed.
And I love OHSHC too! Who cares if you're a guy it's Ouran :') Lovely, lovely Ouran.
Same here...but considering the fact I only have three friends despite all of that...says a lot about others, doesn't it? I try to make new friends...but no one really talks to me or my friends. We're basically invisible, but at least we have each other...we're basically brothers.
And wow I'm glad I could inspire further ideas