Little Toy Guns (OHSHC Kyoya Fanfic)

Teardrops On My Guitar

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about,
And she's got everything that I have to live without.

Drew talks to me, I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky 'cause

So I drive home alone.
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight.

'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into.

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.
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Kito's POV
I looked at Kyoya. His messy, wet hair fell into his eyes, but it didn't hide his expression. He looked at Alaisha, then at me, "Kito, Alaisha, I can explain. Alaisha and I are in an arranged engagement. Her family owns a large company outside Japan. Alaisha, My family and Kito's family have always been close. Her parents were arguing last night, so she came here for peace. She came to my room, because my parents were already asleep and she hasn't been here in a while. Instead of trying to find her way to rooms she doesn't remember, she came to my room." Alaisha seemed satisfied, "So, your relationship with her is purely business? Good. She can get dressed and get out then." Kyoya looked like he was going to stand up for me, maybe he would've called me a friend, but he didn't say a word. Ouch. That hurt.

I got my bags and went into the bathroom. I changed into one of my punk outfits and put on a little blush and lipstick. That would be good enough today. I walked out and looked at Kyoya, "I have to go back to my home, before I go to school. Farewell, Ootori-san." Kyoya looked at me, shocked by my formalities, yet he merely said, "Goodbye, Nakanishi-san."

I could've stayed another half hour at Kyoya's, and made it back home and to school with time to spare. Kyoya knew that. I picked up my pace. I wanted to get home. I wanted to go to the Host Club before school and see Double Trouble! I quickly turned onto my street and dashed to my house. I had pretty good stamina, so I wasn't dying from running.

I quickly put my stuff in my room and called William. He was my favorite driver. I stopped by the kitchen to grab a brown sugar cinnamon pop tart, before heading out to the driveway. William was waiting. I got into the limo and flashed him a smile. He seemed extra happy today. I opened my pop tarts and ate them on the drive to school. Will was telling me about Grell. Grell dressed and acted in a womanly fashion. He had long, bright red hair and eyes like William's. He loved the color red and was quite overdramatic. Wow. Will was still talking about Grell in a dreamy way, when we arrived at school. We bid our farewells and I went to Music Room 3.

Kyoya wasn't there. Good. I ran up to Kaoru, "Me, you, talk, now." I could feel my eyes starting to burn. Kaoru grabbed my hand and led me to an empty room, locking the door behind us. I clung onto him as the tears fell, "Oh, Kaoru, I have had the worst time since yesterday!!" Kaoru shushed me and calmed me down, "Kito, what happened?"

I closed my eyes, spilling the whole story. I saw Kaoru's expression change throughout my 'story.' I felt my chest throb at the end, "H-He didn't even try to d-defend me!" Why did it hurt so much? We used to be so close, and knowing how it used to be made the pain in my chest sharpen. What was this strange new feeling. It was deep sadness still, but now with an edge of something unidentifiable. God, it hurt!

Kyoya's POV
The expression on Kito's face when I let Alaisha say our relationship was 'purely business' and nothing more, it killed me. If I said anything like "We're friends," or "We're really close," Alaisha would've started crying and ran to my dad. He would punish me and tell me how wrong it was to make women cry. As if he hadn't made my mother cry plenty of times!

I sighed, and hurried on my way to school. I had definitely hurt Kito. She would probably never forgive me. She only really got made at me one other time. It was the last time we had hung out as 'friends' as far as I can remember. We were 11 at the time, I believe.

~Flashback~
"Kyoya! Kyoya! Ootori Kyoya! Ootori-Kun! UGH! KYO-KYO!" Kito yelled my old nickname. I looked up and readjusted my new glasses, they looked much better than my old dorky ones, "I told you not to call me that anymore." I saw her lips form a tight line, "Then don't ignore me like that! What happened to you lately? You used to be nice and fun!" I wrinkled my nose at the word fun, "Fun gets you nowhere! You need to grow up!" Kito stood up to look down at me, "Grow up? Grow up?! We're 11, Kyoya! We are just kids! We need to be kids and have fun!! Where's the real Kyoya? The one that I used to know?!" I glared and got up, "He's gone. Get used to it!" She stood, speechless, as I left.
~Flashback End~

Only know do I realize that she was right. I needed to make things right. I don't know if I can, though. Alaisha and I have to get married. I honestly hate that girl. There's nothing I can do. I guess I could at least apologize to Kito. Tell her how I feel. Tell her I don't like Alaisha. Tell her I didn't mean to let Alaisha just say those things. Tell her I like her. Wait, I like her? Do I? I think I actually do like her, at least in a small crush way.