The Duchess {OHSHC}

Chapter 2

I smirked a Kyoya. "What do you mean? Haruhi told you my name, and you have it right down there in your book! What more could I possibly tell you?"

The specked teen's glare darkened. "You could tell me who you really are. According to all my resources, you dropped onto the face of the earth last Thursday. Only people who have something to hide keep themselves that hidden."

I pouted for a moment, then (with both of my hands still restrained) leaned forward and grabbed his tie again, pulling him towards me until our faces were only about an inch apart. I smiled a small, coy smile again. "Maybe I just didn't want to be found." I breathed before releasing his tie and pushing him back a bit.

I put on my signature puckered smirk as I watched him right himself. A few thumping noises caught my attention, and I looked to see that the twins and the idiot had all passed out, little ghosts of souls flying from their bodies as Haruhi ran to revive them.

I looked down and smiled at Honey. "Honey darling, why don't you come sit by me and I'll tell you a little story!"

The little boy eagerly nodded and crawled onto my black clad lap. I looked up at his handler. "Mori, be a dear and take this off?" I asked nicely, gesturing to the ribbon tied tightly around my wrists. "I promise I won't run away."

After a moment, the stoic teen nodded and untied the thing. I rubbed my wrists a bit before wrapping my arms around the little boy in my lap.

"Once upon a time, in a far away land," I began. "There was a man who lived in a big big city."

"Was he a good man or a bad man?" The audience member in my lap asked adorably. I smile before replying.

"This man believed he was a good man, and his family and friends thought he was a good man, but society believed he was a very bad man. This man did some things for his business that eventually got him in trouble, but that was ok, because nobody ever got him for the big stuff, only the little things. Well, this man was married to a lovely woman and they had one son, but what nobody, not even the man's wife knew that he had a secret son with another woman."

I paused as Honey drooped his head a bit and squeezed Usa-chan tighter. "He doesn't sound like a very good man..." He muttered.

I sighed a bit and ruffled his hair with a slight smile. "That's fine if you think that way. Almost the entire world thinks so too."

I cleared my throat and continued.

"This Secret Son grew up to inherit his father's business secretly after the whole world thought it disappeared, but by that time, the business's main source of income could no longer be used. Throughout his ownership of the business, he tried desperately to find a new source of income, but none of his ideas worked out and the business began to sink. That is until, his daughter found something to sell, and thus inherited the business from her father and his father before him. Under the daughter's guidance, the business flourished and thrived secretly for years. One day though, the woman grew very ill and died not long after, leaving her own daughter to take over the business. The original man's great granddaughter had been trained to take over the business for all her life, so she was well prepared to take over at the young age of ten. Over the years she built quite the reputation for herself, and did similarly bad things as her great grandfather, and still has yet to be caught by society. The end."

I finished and smirked up at Kyoya and the other five hosts who now sat on the couch opposite me and Honey's. "Well, Mr Ootori, I hope you've been paying attention. You want to know who I am? Figure it out."

I smirked at his slightly scrunched up and confused face as he thought about it, and the hopelessly lost faces of everyone else, before looking down and smiling at Honey.

The little boy was staring at me with a look of utter seriousness on his features that I had never seen on a child before.

"Alicia...?" He started his voice deadly serious, yet slightly questioning. I put on a confused face and tilted my head to the side slightly. Why did he call me by my full name?

"Yes Honey?"

"Is Al Capone really your great grandfather?"