Byakuya sits within a large meeting room, Two See through Glass windows that look onto the Horizon. A Dark storm covers the sky, rain dropping heavily with each strike of lightning the Atmosphere intensifies.
"So, What do you think of the Mutual Allaince Accords?" A Man in a black suit asks Byakuya
"If it can kill any Rivalries and establish Alliances between Byakuya Corps and the other Industries, We must have patience and accept their terms as long as they accept ours as well..." Byakuya sighs looking out the window
"Yes that is true, Im very sorry to drag you all the way out here..." The man Apologises with a Bow "I don't want to move ahead on any Affairs without your permission and Supervision you are the Chairman and CEO of this Company without you it just wouldn't be right"
"Its alright, Sozen. It's an Honor to pick up where my father left off" Byakuya nods his face emotionless "We we're able to establish an Alliance with Mishima Industries one of our Distant Rivals its an Incredible start for us...we must keep pressing but I can't allow this to get in the way of my Education Sozen so I need you to do most of the Meet and Greets im appointing you to COO but whatever happens do not make a move without contacting me..." he looks at Sozen seriously "Do we have an understanding?.."
"Yes, Byakuya-sama we do and thank you for the Promotion" Sozen shakes Byakuya's hand "How long before you return home?"
"Two more days, once the Thunder storm lets up, I must go back.." Byakuya responds fixing his tie, wearing a luxurious Black silk suit with a Grey Cotton Tie 'Mitsuki....Please don't do anything stupid while im away' he thinks to himself 'But, knowing you...you won't listen to me anyway..........and..That Boy....Yasuo Soma.......Tch.....his Scent I've smelled it before...but where...' Byakuya sighs visibly frustrated
"What's wrong?" Sozen asks
"No, nothing just nostalgia that's all your dismissed Sozen you can go and rest" Byakuya waves his hand lazily
"Thank you, Byakuya-sama" He bows in gratitude and exits the office accordingly
"Just two more days..." Byakuya says to himself with a smirk "Then I can go back and enjoy a normal life for once.."
Meanwhile back at Monsters High, Mitsuki sneezes almost dropping her bento box she brought for lunch. "Huh? I don't get sick..."
Izumo laughs walking up next to her, "You know what that means, someone's thinking about you, probably Yasuo." She says with a smirk.
"Oh will you quit it." Mitsuki says rolling her eyes, "Nothing is ever going happen, hell when Byakuya comes back we'll have to be sneaky about just being friends."
"Yeah you're right about that, but never say never.~" Izumo says in a singing tone as the two of them sit on a long bench under a tree in the courtyard for lunch.
Yasuo enters the Courtyard with a Box of his own "Hey Mitsuki, Izumo what did you bring for lunch today?" He asks kindly taking a seat by them both "I brought desert for afterward just in case.."
"I got some nikuman. Mitsuki and I usually make extra and share, you can have some too." Izumo smiles.
"I brought homemade pork bento, please, take some." Mitsuki says blushing slightly holding it out to Yasuo.
"W-well.." Yasuo blushes slightly "Here, have some of mine the both of you.." He offers his own box "Its, Chicken Tsukiyaki....Very Special dish where I come from."
"Um, sure." Mitsuki smiles taking a small piece with her chopstick and popping it into her mouth, "Wow! This is delicious, did you make it yourself?"
"Yea, I did...I learned how to cook a while back" Yasuo says with a smile feeling proud over his work as he pops some of her's and Izumo's food into his mouth he sweatdrops "Mhm.....Mitsuki your food is great, but Something left a bad after taste in my......Who had spice in their?..." he questions his face burning up.
"Hey! If you don't like it don't eat it! You don't have to insult it!" Izumo says raising her voice.
Mitsuki giggles calming Izumo down and handing Yasuo some water, "Izumo overspices her food just a bit, witches taste buds aren't as sensitive as ours, sorry, I forgot to let you know."
"No, its okay" Yasuo chuckles "My body doesn't take spice lightly I suppose, I should have warned you two..now that we're friends that is."
"Hey, aren't you just a little bit worried about that Uryu guy though? I mean do you think he's going to rat you out to Byakuya, because I can take care of him." Izumo smirks twirling her hand around as a yellow magic dances around her fingers.
Mitsuki puts her hand down, "Izumo no magic on anyone, besides," she looks over at Uryu who's sitting across the courtyard by himself "I think he's harmless."
Yasuo looks over at Uryu "Didn't you say he was some kind of Tutor for you....why would he rat you out?"
"I wouldn't rat you out to Byakuya Ms. Hayabusa.." Uryu says appearing behind them all.
"Were you... listening the whole time?" Mitsuki raises an eyebrow.
"So Byakuya really left you just to 'help out'?" Izumo questions him, "Not spy on her?"
"No, that is not my job..Byakuya does not pay me to spy, only to aid when I am necessary also I am here to inform you that Byakuya will be returning in two days earlier than expected it seems the Family matter has been dealt with quicker than expected" Uryu bows in respect and walks back to his table leaving the news in the air.
"Well that sucks." Izumo says waving her hand "I suppose nothing good lasts forever."
"Izumo, I know you two don't get along but come on, he is my brother." Mitsuki says rolling her eyes "Besides, nothing will change, I'll just have to be sneaky."
"Yeah, don't let him know you have a new boyfriend." Izumo teases.
Mitsuki turns a bit red looking away to hide it, "Stop calling him that! He is not my boyfriend. Anyways," She begins trying to change the subject, "You'll still want to hang out with us won't you Yasuo?"
Yasuo smiles and nods, "Of course I would."
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Mid-Knights
Người sóiByakuya and Mitsuki Hayabusa are not your typical high school students. As well as being werewolf siblings that attend a high school for monsters, they are in a monster association known as the Mid-Knights. Byakuya has a traditional way of thinking...