You Used To Be Useful: Ayaka's Story

Chapter IX

"You sure do know how to make an entrance, Miss Mano. A noisy one at that", grumbled Kyoya.

"You ain't looking too bright yourself sunshine," I grumbled. He looked at me surprised as if he's never heard of this before.

"Please do not refer me as sunshine, Miss Mano." I turn my body towards him a bit slouched with my arm on the back of the chair.

"Then don't call me Miss Mano, Four Eyes. We're classmates, not adult to child. Although it would give me the authority to make you leave me the hell alone," I said wittingly.

He rested his head in his hands and took a deep breath refraining himself. Tamaki waved to catch my attention and mouthed the word hi.

"See there are better ways to catch my attention," I said, he chuckled and leaned on his chair, looking at the painted ceiling of angels reaching for each other's hands.

"You know, you and Kyoya are a lot alike! You both possess a scary trait," He stated with a wink. I stood from my seat pointing at him while he points his thumb at me.

"Don't compare me to him!" I exclaimed as he comments, "To her? Have you lost your mind?"

We glared at each other without batting an eye. Until my eyes got watery and I looked away and murmured, he smirked in victory, adjusting his falling glasses.

"I mean no harm, Miss Mano," He added, "but you were carried in the classroom, kissed on the forehead as if you were a child starting her first day of kindergarten," My mouth gaped as I stared at him baffled.

"Forgive me, sunshine, I didn't know me receiving love and affection would cause disdain," I remarked, "I guess it doesn't run on your side of the family, does it?"

His glare became more potent, a sense of guilt overcame me. I knew I went overboard, but it was too late to take it back.

"I suggest you watch your tongue, Ayaka. You and your brother will learn to not insult my family's name. I possess your debt, as well as a private police force," He threatened. My brows furrowed together, as an uplifting question clouded my mind. What did my brother say?

"Try all you want, Mr. Ootori, but I am untraceable," I yawned. I stretch my arms, slipping my dolly shoes off under the desk, and resting my head on the cold marbled table.

"Yes, I know. We spent all night to find that out," He grunted. He continued to mumble under his breath and I nod until it dawned on me. I asked him to repeat what he said as rage and worry swell up.

"I can't trace your whereabouts, Miss Mano, just your previous address, health issues, and school given information."

"With who's permission?" I demanded, "You shouldn't be able to know a thing about me."

Kyoya beamed suddenly, he crossed his leg, rested his back on the chair, and closed his eyes. Saying he has no use for me if he explains everything. Tamaki jumps in the crossfire and asks both of us to calm down. I take a deep breath, feeling the pinch to in my neck even when Taro's not here to do so.

I twist my hair around my finger, relax my tensed shoulders from the stress this man caused me from the first of school. I glance at him and sighed softly. I lay my crossed arms across the marble desk, waiting for him to notice. Once I had his attention, I was determined to keep it that way.

"Kyoya, darling, won't tell me who given you the information?" I cried, "I apologize for what I said, it was arrogant of me. You will tell me who gave you access to my life, won't you?"

His face remained stiff. However, he slowly moved closer to me, so close we were only inches apart from each other's face. He then whispered words I'd never want to come out of a stranger's mouth.