The Art of Organizing |:| Kyoya X Reader

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     It was Kyoya who woke up first. The early morning sunlight was shining through the window, the shadows of the waving leaves dancing on the ivory skin of (Y/N). When had he fallen asleep, and how come no one had woken him up? He couldn't get up, (Y/N) was sleeping on his shoulder, but he couldn't stay there either... He decided to wake her up. 

         "(Y/N)," He shook her, gently, "You need to get up." 

She woke, her delicate lashes flitting to the unwanted light hitting her eyes. 

         "I'm sorry..." She apologized, "I must have drifted off..." 

         "As did I. It's early morning." 

         "IT'S WHAT?!" 

The now wide awake girl shot up from her wooden seat, only to fall back down from the light headedness. Rubbing a hand to her head, she failed to notice her sudden seat on Kyoya's lap. 

         "Um... I'm afraid your current seat is cutting off much needed circulation to my legs." He stated, earning a startled yelp as the Wendy wanna-be shot from her spot, tripping on a fake root of the still set up tree house. 

         "I-I'm sorry..." She stammered, getting back up, though it was hard with her entire foot in pain. 

         "Would you like assistance?" 

(Y/N) shook her head, getting up on her own as she placed her weight on the opposite foot, the skin already red, a small scratch bleeding, though it was very little. 

         "I... I need to go... change, go change... Classes will start soon I suspect." 

With that she was off before Kyoya could say anything more. 

         "And just like that, Cinderella was gone." 

Tamaki revealed himself from behind part of the set, his hat and cat ears dawned a top his head, seemingly to twitch in his cockiness.  

         "You have some nerve, showing up at this hour." 

         "Kyoya why are you so blind to what is right in front of you!" The blonde ignored the threatening statement, making another mistake as he sat down beside Kyoya, "You changed your own personality last night just to humor her!" 

         "I have not the faintest clue of what you are referring to." Kyoya insisted, knowing this to be true, though he didn't quite want to admit it. He turned his head away from the egotistical boy.

         "You're in love with her!" 

Kyoya's head snapped right back to face Tamaki.

         "You're mad!" The sudden outburst forced Tamaki back a bit, "It is an insignificant interest, only due to the fact that she has left no real information of herself. As far as you should be concerned, my interest is merely there because of lack of information." 

         "Well it's not like you guys ask me for said information." 

Both were startled as (Y/N) made herself known. 

         "Though, personally I think you already knew to much when I told you my name." 

Silence fell on the group of three. Tamaki was staring, simply flabbergasted at the young girl, clad in her borrowed uniform. Kyoya was looking elsewhere, seemingly ignoring the two with him. 

         "If you will excuse me, I have classes to get to. I'm afraid I will not be able to help with clean up... I will see you... when I see you." She left, leaving the two boys in an awkward silence. 

     For a while, Tamaki said nothing, but he didn't get up to leave either. He was frozen, more in indecisiveness than fear, but fear was part of it as well. 

         "You're decisions have been clouded by a fantasy you forced upon (Y/N) and I, I would appreciate if that mistake wasn't made again." 

Kyoya left to change. 

//~\\

         "Haruhi, why's the boss-" 

         "Hiding behind the sofa?" 

The twins asked. 

         "You mean you haven't noticed the evil aura around both Kyoya and (Y/N)?" 

Indeed, both students were doing there respective jobs, though both their gazes were extremely dark, and aimed at the blonde responsible for the childish antics of four days ago. The two were still quite livid. Of course, Kyoya was a bit more refined, and continued with his work, while (Y/N) was a bit more obvious in her current hate for the older, tall blonde boy. 

         "You know usually we wouldn't feel bad about this sort of thing." The two scratched there heads. 

         "You know feeling bad is part of human nature." Haruhi huffed. 

         "Haru!" Hunny came running, "We have a problem!" 

At this the whole of the Host Club gathered around, all asking  what was the matter. 

         "Someone's found out (Y/N)'s identity!" 

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