The Little Helper (Ouran High School)

The Dance Pt. 1

It was Saturday. Aka the day of my visit. I got up from bed and put on my jeans and I delete haters shirt. I didn't know what time my parents were going to be here so I went down to the living room. Mr.Ootori and Kyoya were on one couch while my mom and dad were on another.

"Kyoya could you stop letting me sleep in" I smiled in greeting, then continued down the stairs."Good morning Mom, dad, Mr.Ootori" They all mumbled their greetings back. I chose to sit next to Kyoya because I felt safer. "Shall we begin?" asked Mr.Ootori. My mom nodded eagerly.

"Alright then I guess the first matter of business will be your clothing line, Mrs.Davenport" Mr.Ootori addressed my mother. "Yes that's fine" as,if she had to think about it. "I'm sorry to say that even though your daughter has been telling me loads about it," he,glanced at me making sure I had caught his lie,"I'm not interested. I have my own maids and crew to work on my clothes. I just don't need a clothing line. I have found your girl to be a great employee and," he paused and looked at Kyoya, "A good friend to my son." I blushed and Kyoya nodded once.

Mom took it better than I thought by nodding slowly and keeping her eyes down. Through all this time, my dad had kept his hand on her back as if comforting her from the very beginning. "I guess my work here is done. Continue your meeting." And with that, Mr.Ootori stood and left to his private quarters.

We sat awkwardly and quiet enough to hear Mr.Ootori's door close. I looked at Kyoya in question. He gave me the Ill-tell-you-about-it-later look. I turned back to my parents and cleared my throat. "So umm....how's life?" I asked. My mom looked up at me and gave me a pained smile. "Im sorry Andrea. I really was using you. That's probably why this project was a failure." she shook her head. My shoulders slumped forward as she asked, "Can you ever forgive me?" I couldnt believe my mom had just asked me that.

It seemed as if all my life, she never cared for my approval, or my feelings. I wasnt used to this. It took me a while to respond. I stood and went over to my mom. She stood, too. Then we silently hugged. My dad, after a few seconds of hesitation, got up and joined the hug. The smell of paint overwhelmed me but it was the worst time to point that out.

When we separated my mom grinned and told me, "I know Mr.Ootori was lying" My eyes went wide but she just laughed, "Calm down. I get that he wouldve said no even if you had told him. And you really thought that was going to fool me? Come on Im the one who taught you how to read people. You gotta do better than that." I laughed. I walked over to lonely Kyoya and decided he needed more than just a hug.

"You wouldnt mind if I-" But he got me first and kissed me. My dad and mom were snickering behind us. We separated and smiled at eachother. The rest of the visit was spent eating. Eating the meatball sandwiches that my old chef used to make.

At the end of the visit my mom dad and I hugged once more. They honked the horn as they pulled out. Kyoya and I waved. I was happy that my mom and I had made up. I felt as if a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. "So what now" I asked.

"I don't know. Why don't we....watch a movie in the living room" he suggested. I loved this idea. I nodded and went back onto the house with him. We got to the living room and decided to watch Aero The Flyers. (old movie) The lights were dimmed, as fate would have it. I couldn't quite well focus on the movie. I was too busy being excited about tomorrow. I wondered what the school dance would be like. I didn't know what the rest of the guys were wearing so that was something. I couldn't wait to wear my dress and to see Kyoya in his suit again.

And the one thing I was looking forward to. Dancing with Kyoya. This would sort of make things....offcial. Or that was my logic. I leaned on Kyoya with my head on his shoulder as we watched the movie. Finally it came to an end with the main character dying (wich is why I loved this movie because it proves that not everything had to end happily ever after) I turned the lights back on and opened the doors to the screening room.