"No, Kyoya, no!!" I yelled at him, looking up from all my books. He was standing over there, just doing whatever he pleases.
"Why not?!" He questioned back, turning around to glare at me.
I rolled my eyes at him, "Because it looks awful!" He doesn't get it, he doesn't see.
"It does not! You just don't like it!" He argued back, trying to put it back.
A frustrated sigh escaped me, "It's a horrendous colour, the styling is awful. Kyoya, I'm going to do it myself!"
"But I bought it just for you!"
What we were talking about was a lamp that he had decided to buy for me because I needed one for my bedside table. It was, and I'm sorry to say, godawful. There was shag and tassels and it was a mess.
"Kyoya, honey, sweetheart, darling, babe, come here," I told him as I began moving my books away and standing up.
He walked over, holding the lamp away from me. "Yes, dear?"
I put my hands on either side of his face and pulled him into a kiss, but not connecting our lips, "Get rid of the lamp."
"I will not! I spent good money on this lamp. If you won't use it, then I will."
Why would he ever want to keep that thing? It was absolutely unreasonable. "Honey, I'm working on the wedding at any free moment I have because I want to get married to you as soon as possible, but that lamp is awful, and doesn't need to be a part of our brand new life together."
He laughed a little, shaking his head at me. "If you think that's going to work on me every single time, Kasumi, you are mistaken. I will not bend to your will like a piece of clay."
Giving up, I placed a halfhearted peck on his lips. "Fine Kyoya, fine. Do whatever you want with the lamp. I'm going back to planning our wedding, because I want it to be perfect."
He set down the lamp and placed his hands on my waist, resting his forehead against mine, "Don't you think we should announce the engagement before you've got the planning finished? Because at the pace you're going..."
"All the important people know. Mom, Dad, Kiyomi, Mitsukuni, Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, Suki, Takashi, Haruhi, your family. My private life is just that; private. Besides, if the paparazzi don't know I'm getting married, they can't crash the wedding."
"Fair point, but I figured you'd be wanting to shout this from the rooftops," he shot back.
"I did, and I do, but it would be amazing if we could just leave it to the important people in our lives. The intimacy of it all would be so romantic, Kyoya!" I moved a little closer, waiting for him to wrap his arms around me, which he did, and resting my head against his chest, "You and I pledging our eternal love to one another with only our closest friends and family, wouldn't it be magical."
His hand moved in methodical little circles on my back, "Of course, love, but when Yukino and I got married, it was a very small affair, and it just felt awkward. I don't want to feel that way with you."
"You two were both eighteen then. And you didn't love each other. We've got years of life experience now. You're a doctor now, and what were you then? A recently graduated high school student. You weren't ready for marriage then," I slowly took a step back and gave him a once over, "Are you now?"
"Of course I am! I was the one who proposed to you, Kasumi! How dare you question my love?!" He stared at me with a look that screamed of betrayal.
"I-I just..." I don't know what to tell him. He seemed so against my ideas, "I don't know, Kyoya, I'm so sorry..."
As I reached out to touch him, he turned and began to walk away, "Not right now, Kasumi."
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The City Didn't Make Me Fall (OHSHC)
Fanfiction[Sequel to Your Tricks Won't Make Me Fall!!] Seven years have passed since Kasumi went away, and she's finally ready to return home. She thought she would go home as soon as she turned 18; when the choice was hers. One of the universities that Yuzu...
