Transition (Hikaru X OC)

C.10

I woke up the next morning with the maids bidding me down to breakfast with the rest of the Ootori's.

I went down in my uniform and makeup with my hair down and met with two older looking Kyoya's and an older man with a moustache and chin beard. I felt kind of self-conscious around these attractive people.

"Ah, Naomi. I trust you slept well?" Kyoya asked, not even looking up. "Very well, thank you. I do hope I'm not barging in." I apologised to the one I hoped was the father. "Of course not. Kyoya has informed us of your... case." He said and I saw his eyes flash to my upper thighs and hips. I blushed and looked away.

"Right, well, we should be leaving for school soon..." Kyoya got up. I nodded and grabbed my bag. "Well, why can't Naomi eat some breakfast first?" One of his brothers spoke up. "No, I don't really eat breakfast." I shook my head. I had my two bags and Kyoya with his that had books in it. He walked me to the limo and we got in, both of us silent the whole ride.

It stopped at the front gate and Kyoya got out and held his hand out for me to take. I smiled and took it and we walked up. Kyoya and I entered the school and he started to walk me to my class.

"You don't have to walk me to class you know." I said and he hummed. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?" He said and we were right outside of the room, and I thanked him a last time before going in and sitting next to Hikaru and Haruhi.

"What's that bag for?" Kaoru asked me. "My PJs, makeup, phone charger, you know, stuff." I shrugged. "Why?" Haruhi asked. "I was staying at Kyoya's last night."

"Why were you at Kyoya-senpai's last night?" Hikaru asked. "That's private." I smiled to him.

We got through classes easy, and they pulled me off to the Host Club. "Are you dating Kyoya?" Haruhi asked and I laughed and shook my head. "No. I don't really do relationships, Haruhi." I sighed.

About halfway through club time, I got a call and saw it was from home. I answered, thinking it was mom, when a rough voice was on the other end.

"Boy, where the fuck are you?" He spat. "I'm at school, calm down." I sighed. "You had your mother worried sick, Kioshi-" "my name is Naomi." I growled. "Your name is Kioshi, the name I gave you when you were born!" "My name is Naomi, the name my mother gave me. I am not arguing with you on this anymore. Either use my correct name or don't talk to me at all." I hissed.

"Anyway, your mother, that bitch-" "Look, I'm coming home. If you've dared so laid a finger on her, you will pay. Dearly." I hissed and he fell silent. "Fine." He huffed and hung up.

I grabbed my bag and saw Haruhi looking at me. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah." I nodded. "You sounded pretty... um, angry." He said. "Oh, that was just my dad. He gets on my last fucking nerve, but it's fine, I swear." I smiled at him.

"You sure? You're going home. Want me to walk you?" Haruhi asked. "Nah, it'd be better if I went alone." I said without thinking, and he tilted his head in question. "Eh, you know how protective dads can be." I covered and he nodded. "Okay. See you tomorrow." Haruhi said and I waved as I left.

I walked down the sidewalk a ways and went into my house, finding that my mom was perfectly fine, but dad greeted me with a slap to my face.

"You don't ever, EVER, sass me again like that. You hear?" He growled and I nodded, glaring at him, and held my cheek.

"Go on." He said and I went up to my room, inspecting the red mark on my face. I glared in the mirror and vowed to kill him one day.