Your POV
I sit patiently as I wait for Kyoya - the glasses - to make his way over to where he told me to sit. He walks over and sits down.
"So, (y/n)." He says. "Like I said, I have some questions for you. These questions will be more personal if that's okay with you."
"It's okay, I don't mind." I respond.
"Excellent, first question. What is your opinion of sweets?" he asks. I think he's stupid for asking that when, if he knows anything about Mitsu, he should know the answer.
"I think you already know that." I respond. He smirks.
"Your brother is very fond of sweets, but that doesn't mean you would also like sweets."
"Yes, I love sweets. My favorite is (favorite sweet)." I say annoyed
"Thank you. Your opinion of stuffed animals?" he scribbles in a black notebook.
"I'm not fond of them except for (favorite toy name) that our late grandmother made for me. It's very special to me, just like Mitsu's Usa-chan is to him" I say.
"What do you think of the host club?"
"Well, I think it's a nice club filled with lovely gentlemen like yourself!" Did I really just say that? He says nothing as I feel my cheeks getting warm. I see a light blush along with a slightly surprised look. I really did mean what I said. He clears his throat and asks one final question.
"What do you say to becoming a hostess?" he asks
My eyes widen as I think about it. The thought of entertaining people. I don't even know what to say to this.
"That d-depends." I respond.
"On what?" he asks.
"Who I will be hosting, boys or girls. Also if someone is going to train me."
He looks at me and then I realise. He wants to get to know me. I can tell.
"Who do you want to host? More importantly, who do you want to train you?"
"Well for hosting I want to host girls for now, but no flirting. Just talking." I said
"And your trainer?"
"Any suggestions?"
"Well Tamaki is the best and most requested out of all of us."
"Tamaki.. is kind-of an idiot. I don't want him to train me."
Tamaki and the others were evesdropping. Hearing what (y/n) had said he went to sulk in his emo corner. The twins just laughed at him.
"What about the twins?" Kyoya asks.
"They are also idiots."
They were also hurt. It was Tamaki's turn to laugh at them.
"Mitsu is not the right type, and Takashi is probably only in this for Mitsukuni. So I guess that only leaves you Kyoya." I said
Kyoya's POV
"..I guess that only leaves you Kyoya." she said
Did she eliminate everyone else on purpose?
"Okay then (y/n). I will train you to be a hostess."
Tamaki's POV
OMG! Honey's sister and Mommy like each other! She called me and the twins idiots to spend more time with Kyoya!
"Hikaru, Kaoru!" I say.
"Yes, boss!" they salute.
"Bring me Kyoya!"
"On it!"
"Honey, Mori!"
"Yes Tama-chan!"
"Distract (y/n)!"
"Let go of me!" Kyoya shouts. The twins and I drag Kyoya to another part of the room, while Honey and Mori feed (y/n) (favorite flavor) cake.
"Kyoya," I say "Do you like (y/n)?"
He glares at me but I hold my ground. Finally, he breaks. He sighs.
"Tamaki. I am going to be straight forward. She is the perfect girl."
"I thought your 'perfect girl' makes you laugh."
"She does. My perfect girl is beautiful, funny, and intelligent. Those three words describe (y/n) perfectly." Kyoya confesses
Honey's POV
"Hey (n/n)-chan?" I ask my sister
"hm?" she sounds like Takashi sometimes.
"Do you like Kyo-chan?"
She develops a faint blush on her face.
"I barely know him, but we will see what happens okay?" I nod my head in slight disappointment
Tama-chan comes over to us and whispers in my ears. I brighten up at the news he gives me.
"(y/n)?"
"Hm?"
"Did you know Kyo--mmh!" Tama-chan covers my mouth and tells me it's supposed to be a secret. Darn it. Okay.
Your POV
"Tamaki sempai? What are you keeping from me?" I ask.
"Nothing (y/n), don't worry about it."
"I have as much will-power as Mitsukuni but more because I'm bigger. No offense to your height, Mitsu." I say.
"I-I -- K-Kyoya l-likes you a-a-and says y-you're his p-perfect girl." he stutters in fear of me. Poor guy. Wait.. WHAT!? I stay calm.
"Oh does he now? Prove it!" I say holding up my fists.
"On it! KYOYA! HELP ME!"
"Kyoya, don't kill me. I told her but only because she was going to hurt me, and now she wants me to prove it!" he says in a rush.
"How am I supposed to do that?"
"Actually, we recorded your conversation with Kyoya, boss." Hikaru stated.
"We can play it for (y/n) if you would like." Kaoru added
"NO!" Everyone looked at Kyoya including me. He was furious. You could see the dark aura shining around him. Everyone cowered in fear but me. He softened his look but was still mad.
"Tamaki, my love life is none of your buisiness and I would appreciate it if you left it alone."
He just nodded so hard, I thought he was going to get whiplash. When no one was looking he gave me a signal to follow him outside of the club room.
"Listen," he says. "What Tamaki said is true. I don't know if you will accept it. Just know we don't have to rush things."
"I don't reject you. However, I would like to get to know you better before anything like that happens."
"I respect your decision." he says.
I lean forward and give him a kiss on the cheek.
"How about I take you somewhere?" he asks.
"Like a date?" I ask
"If that's how you see it, but if not, just to hang out, to get to know each other more." he answers.
"I'm free right now, I don't want to go home yet, since I haven't been there since I came back to Japan. Mom hasn't seen me in ages. I'm scared." I admit.
"So you're scared of your mother smothering you, but you're not scared of me?" he smirks.
"I can't whoop my mom's ass like I could yours." I say. Now he's scared of me.
"Yeah. I know." he laughs.
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Honey's Big Little Sister (OHSHC kyoya x reader)
FanfictionThis is basically a a kyoya x reader fanfic. The reader is (y/n) Haninozuka. (I think thats how its spelled.) Anyway there is no cursing except 'damn', 'ass', and 'crap' and NO LEMONS. All italics will be thoughts and all bold will be A/N. Enjoy the...