You Can't Change Fate
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"Kyoya, can we get shaved ice after the club today.?" I question my taller friend. "We'll see, (y/n), we'll see." The host club, as Suoh put it, is the playground at Ouran Private academy for the filthy rich, most handsome boys with too much time on their hands and their female counterparts, who were also rich and had too much time mingled after and during school. Laced through out the club there are 8 different hosts. Mori-Senpai: The strong type. Honey-Senpai: The boy lolita. Hikaru and Kaoru: The mischievous type. Kyoya: The mysterious type. Haruhi: The natural type. Tamaki: The princely type. And me, (y/n): The lovestruck type. My job basically is to follow Kyoya around and act like a lovesick puppy. They even bought me a cute little (f/c) collar to sell the act. The collar has Ootori Property engraved in it and girls ask to see it all the time. And between Kyoya and I, we make more money than the twins with their brotherly love act.
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"Awe (l/n)-san! Show us the collar again, please!" The girls crowded around the flushed boy, who bashfully looked towards the ravenette, asking for permission to remove the collar. The man blinked and the other removed the silky ring of fabric from around his neck and passed it to the wealthy girl. Her fragile hands moved over the fabric, which was slightly worn and threadbare around the rims. The boy threw a close eyed smile the ladies way and Kyoya Ootori felt a strange tug in his chest. 'What is this? I can't be sick! The doctors do a routine check on my vitals every two days. I didn't get checked this morning so I must be coming down with something fast spreading. I'll schedule an appointment for this afternoon.' The bespectacled male nodded at his decision. (Y/n) started giving him a pleading look which was begging Kyoya to come over and help him. Kyoya smirked, but came over and wrapped his arm around the shorter boy. Setting his chin atop the boy's (h/c) locks, Ootori-san began his speech. "Alright ladies. You've had your fun with little mister lovestruck here; bow its my turn so return the collar so I can have alone time with my puppy." The girls handed over the (f/c) collar, to which Kyoya slipped around (y/n)'s neck, slipping his slender finger under the fabric and creating a smooth underside. He gave a smirk and whisked the boy away to a far corner of the club. He sat the smaller man on his lap, chest pressed into his back while tousling his (h/c) locks. The (curls, strands, ect.) wrapped around his porcelain fingers. Grasping (y/n)'s hips lightly, he pulled him into a light hug. Sniffing (y/n)'s hair, he felt a wave of calmness flow over him and a sense of relief overtake him. He felt a foreign weight on his broad chest, which happened to be the (blonde, brunette, ect.) who'd fallen asleep. Kyoya chuckled to himself and laid the boy down and went back to his death notebook.
~time skipu~
Y/n's pov
"-/n san. Y/n San! Y/n Sa-" "I'm up, I'm up. I groan groggily and stretch. That's the best sleep I've gotten in a while. I put on a sleepy smile and wobble out into the main room, Honey-Senpai following me. "Mm, Y/n, you're awake, care to go get the shaved ice now?" Kyoya inquires. Shaved ice? "Oh yes (Dadd- *is slapped*) please!" His dark eyes glimmer with unexpected curiosity. As we run out front of Ouran Academy, I jump up and down, ready to receive my sweet treat. "C'mon Kyoyaaaa!" I call impatiently. As I start to rush across the street, a car swerves onto the boulevard (of broken dreams) at a high speed, barreling towards me. My body is frozen. My legs won't move. I'm going to die.
"(Y/N) MOVE!"
I've never heard Kyoya yell like that. My lips curve up into a slight smile, a tear running down my now reddend face. I'm not denying my fate. Time slows down. Kyoya starts to dash from the schools front yard as the car is about 2 meters away from me. "This is my final goodbye." I whisper. And I know Kyoya can hear too. Then the vehicle crashes into my body and I am thrown back with a sickening thud, and sickening crunching as the car rolls over my now useless right side appendages. Pulse thunking throughout my head, my vision starts to haze into black. Goodbye Kyoya.
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"I'm sorry Mister Ootori. He's flatlined." Just when I figured out I loved him. But I can't change fate.
Maybe in another life I can love you again.
————97 years later————
Year- 20xx
New Characters
Kyoya- Rei Ryugazaki
Mitsikuni - Nagisa Hazuki
Mori- Makoto Tachibana
Hikaru + Kaoru- Mikoshiba Momotaro
Tamaki- Nitori Aiichiro
Haruhi- Kou Matsuoka
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"Rei San!" "Oh hello Yakazi San." "How are you Ryugazaki kun" I'm well. I've yet to perfect my butterfly stroke, but with Haruka helping me, I hope to achieve that by the first meet." "Alright Rei. I'm going to go look for Makoto and Nagisa chan. See you!" "Goodbye Kōchei-sama" "I love you and I'm not letting go this time."
He had found you again. His lovestruck puppy.
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902 words!
If you got the anime I referenced, I love you. And I'm sorry for not putting a chappie out for so long. I've been busy with other books.
Thanks for reading!
~Ouran Host Club characters nor Free! Chactacters are mine!~
