Kicked out or Helped Out?

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I was happy to have him back and I was over joyed that he had forgiven me. Now I just leaned on his shoulder while we rode back home. When we got into the house, Monica was just talking to Mr.Ootori. They were laughing and I was worried about them finding out that we were back together. I greeted them casually enough. "Hey. Im back." I said. They both turned, "Oh. Miss Davenport. Nice to see you finally showed up." muttered Mr.Ootori. Kyoya stepped up and straight up told him.

"Father. I hope you will not be disappointed when I announce that I have-" Monica interrupted him, "Gotten back together, huh.." I frowned, "H-how did you know?" Monica laughed and answered, "Oh come on. We're not stupid! We figured that at one point you two would fall back in love." she said it sarcastically. I glared, "Well then kudos, bitc-" Kyoya held my mouth shut and responded more appropriately, "So father? What do you think. What will be youre grand verdict?" Mr.Ootori seemed to think then responded slowly, "This is perhaps the only time these words will be uttered from my mouth.." he flicked something off his suit, "I dont know." 

I snickered with a thousand insults and retorts dying to shoot out. "But for now I have decided I am done trying to keep you two apart. You both are as stubborn as the day is long." Mr.Ootori decided. "Indeed it is. And like the day will always remain long, we will remain 'stubborn'" Kyoya muttered. I smirked then told him, "Please let us know when you have decided what to do." I walked up the stairs with Kyoya at my heels. Once we were gone Mr.Ootori and Monica resumed their conversation.

I heard footsteps from behind us and turned to see Venice and Sadie. I gasped, "You guys!" I ran to hug them. They laughed and hugged me back. I apologized, "Im so sorry for not thanking you!." Venice shook her head and Sadie answered, "Its alright. When you get right down to it, we did nothing." We all laughed and Kyoya just smiled. When I told them goodbye he and I went into my room. 

I noticed that my flats were on the desk and my bracelet had been fixed. I scowled at both accessories but put my bracelet on and placed the flats in my closet. Then I closed the bed and sighed. Kyoya asked, "Have those two maids always been that," he searched for the word, "Nice?" I laughed at him. "Yes. Strong and loyal. You just never took the time to talk to them." Kyoya shrugged then sat on my bed next to me and asked me, "Okay. Lets hear it. How do you really feel."

I exhaled, "Terrified. Completely and utterly terrified." He chuckled, "Why?" I shrugged, "Because Im scared of your dad's 'verdict'" He shook his head, "Oh come on. Whats the worst that can happen?" I thought then answered, "Dolphins dancing on the nyan cat." Kyoya frowned the asked, "Wh-" I shook my head, "Never mind." He rolled his eyes then asked, "So would a kiss help?" I wrinkled my nose in mock disgust, "Ewww no way." 

But he ignored my opinion and tackled me in a hug. "Ahhh!!" I laughed as he tickled me. Then we both stopped and, yes of course, kissed. I never enjoyed it any less. It always boggled my mind how he kissed with profession, but when youre running out of breath and trying to find the buttons to his shirt, it is honestly the last thing on your mind. 

~.~ Monica's POV ~.~

I spoke to Mr.Ootori in the most professional way I could. Sure I already had his appreciation but what was the point of that if he thought I was a stupid fish. So I used big words I didnt usually use and suggested this as the grand verdict, "Mr.Ootori, with much respect I advise you to just straight up kick him out. Him and that ignorant...pest." He seemed to consider it then shook his head, "Im not sure. I mean right now shes the only woman willing to line up as his wife and my successor. Believe it or not as handsome as he may be, most young ladies are intimidated by his knowledge and speech. His wits." I took this into consideration. then offered, "Well then why dont perhaps stage a little 'accident' with his so called 'fiance'." 

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