Don't Leave Me: (Nekozawa x Reader)

Chapter 4

Your P.O.V

'You have got to be kidding me.'

"Kyoya Kyoya Kyoya. I believe you have got the wrong person, my life isn't half as exciting as yours here, so why would I be made into a character?" I huff, blushing at the thought of my life being documented like my favourite character's. "That is where you are wrong miss (l/n). Many young children are inspired by you, your humor, your skills, the friends you have (if you are like me and don't have any, just go with it.) and the life you lead." the shadow king explains, a shine dancing over his glasses as he smirks. "But I'm not like the host club! I don't have crazy adventures! Hey, why are you copying me?" both Kyoya and I speak in unison, "After analyzing the upset behaviour of the younger Nekozawa child, and the more odd behaviour of the elder, I realised that something was going on. And lets just say, due to my research and connections I can near enough predict each of your moves. As long as you don't change that is."

An animated 'sweat drop' appears as I pull a dissaproving face at the annoying rich kid's comment. "You're such a stalker." I sigh, ducking my head under the low ceiling to enter the vehicle. "And yet you are gladly accepting a chance to ride in my limo. Hmm. Very peculiar." he smirks, following afterwards. "Just take me to Umehito's house, I want to meet Kirimi." I rest my face in my hand in a way that my cheek scrunches up towards my eye, not looking at Kyoya. "Now I know why Haruhi always seems annoyed. You are all so much more annoying in person." I mumble, casting my gaze to the world outside the limo.

"Friendly matters aside. We need to discuss how you are going to pay for that tea set. Assuming you left your money in your world." He pulls put the famous black book and begins writing something down as he awaits my reply. "Of course I left my money, I was brought here in an instant. To be fair, it was lucky I was wearing proper clothes and not just my sleepwear!" I reply, now looking and admiring the inside of the vehicle.

"I suggest you run errands for the Host Club. It will be a long way to pay it off, but it would work." Kyoya insists, looking at me from the corner of his eye. Soon writing something down after analyzing my facial expression. "Too bad. I can't do that." I reply, mimicking Kyoya's famous smirk "I have other clubs to worry about." "I presume you mean the 'Black Magic Club'?" he concludes, never removing his gaze from the book. "Oh, how on earth did you guess?" I ask sarcastically, rolling my eyes playfully afterwards. "Yes, of course the 'Black Magic Club'. So we will have to find another way for me to pay because I'm not leaving Nekozawa, he is such an underrated character." mumbling the last part, I begin to search my brain for ideas on how to pay this back. It's beginning to sound a lot like a certain Haruhi Fujioka's story, darn it!

Pulling up to the Nekozawa residence,the dark haired boy announces "Looks like we have arrived. I guess we will discuss the matter of payment in school hours tomorrow." I begin to exit the limo, wanting to get away from the cool type host. "Oh, also, you will have to apply for the academy. We can't have random people of the lower class wandering around now, can we?" this earns a dark scowl from me as I whip my head around to face him again. "You could be less of an asshole Kyoya. Don't forget, I know things about your future that you don't." and with those words, I slam the door shut and make my way to the steps of the mansion. "Damn!" I extend the word yet whisper it as I don't want to make a bad first impression.

"You ran off." I hear a familiar voice whisper from right behind my head. Eventhough I recognize the speaker, I still act like a cat caught in headlights "GAH!" I yelp, falling forwards with my eyes wide open. Yet, I don't hit the floor. No. Two arms are wrapped around my waist, supporting me and preventing the pain of the fall. "It is only I, my lady. I don't bite." he speaks in a sweet tone, I can sense a smile gracing his lips yet I do not have the pleasure of seeing said smile. "O-Of course. You just startled me is all." I half-chuckle, blushing whilst he helps me back to my standing position. "You have a habit of falling over, I remember Kirimi would giggle as she played one of your games or read your manga." "I still fond it all very odd. Wait, how did you know I knew?" I ask, an eyebrow raised as I turn to face Umehito, "I followed you to make sure you didn't lose your way." he replies simply, heading to the towering oak doors.

Before his hand could even reach the handle, a young blonde child, looking around age 5, with the brightest blue eyes I have ever seen, leaps from the doorstep into the arms of Umehito himself. "Big brother!" she sings in her childish tone as the male picks her up in a tight embrace, she nuzzles her head into the material of his night coloured cloak, giggling a sweet babies giggle. She doesn't seem phased by his odd or perhaps intimidating appearance, not like she used to anyway. I know about what happened in the previous episode/chapter, so I am delighted that I was brought here after then so I can witness the sibling love (and not the Hikaru and Kaoru kind) with my own eyes.

As I am watching this adorable brother and sister moment, of course it had to be spoiled for me. A bee... Lands on... My nose... Obviously I yelp out of surprise and begin shaking my head vigorously in an attempt to whack it away! In this moment, with my (h/l) (h/c) hair messy from all the shaking, a childlike squeal echoing from my throat as my arms flail around in the air, both siblings stop and stare at my panicking form... Great! Just great!

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