Kyoya's Secret Kitten

Chapter 14

Kyoya's POV

As we drove to the estate I couldn't help thinking of how Yuki was doing. I had left her with Fuyumi so I knew that she wasn't hurt, but Fuyumi doesn't always consider the consequences of her decisions. My mind continued to wander we came closer to the estate. The ride seemed to drag on forever, even though it was only about forty five minutes. When the car finally came to a stop in front of the mansion, I quickly jumped from the car and headed for the door. I had hoped that I would beat the others here but, much to my dismay, the others had pulled in mere seconds after I had and were only a few feet behind me. The door opened as we approached and I was greeted by our butler.

"Welcome home sir, it's a pleasure to have your friends joining us this evening." I nodded in response and stepped inside.

"Fuyumi, Yuki." I called up towards Yuki's room. "I've brought company for dinner."

"Kyoya," I heard Tamaki speaking next to me and I turned to face him. "I don't think I've been here since I moved to Japan." He observed, smiling like a complete fool.

"I don't think we've ever been here, right Takashi?" Honey-Senpai chimed in and Mori-Senpai nodded in response.

"This our first time too." The twins said in unison. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Fuyumi coming down the stairs alone and I gave her a puzzled look. I had assumed she would be with Yuki. Fuyumi seemed to understand my confusion and came over to where we stood.

"Yuki will be down in a few minutes." She whispered and I nodded. I returned my attention to the others. Tamaki was fawning over poor Haruhi once again and I had the unfortunate task of diffusing the situation before Tamaki got his feelings hurt. 

"Haruhi, you need to sit by me during dinner! Daddy doesn't want you near those shady twins!" He shouted in response to the twins teasing. Of course, this only frustrated Haruhi further.

"Tamaki," I interjected before Haruhi could send the idiot into the closet to grow mushrooms. "Perhaps Haruhi and the other ladies should be allowed to sit where they choose. You wouldn't want Haruhi to be angry with you." Tamaki began to mumble something about it not being fair when something caught his eye. He turned to face the stairs and his whole face seemed to light up in awe and excitement.

"Wow." Was all he could manage to whisper. I followed his gaze and instantly understood his amazement, as an angel descended the stairs the meet us. Yuki was wearing a magnificent blue lace dress that made her sparkle in the afternoon light.  Her ensemble was magnificently coordinated and her makeup was done to perfection, even her hair was pristine. She was a vision and I was hypnotized by her beauty. She noticed my stare and I could see a blush spread across her cheeks. When she reached the bottom of the stairs I took a step to meet her but before I could reach her, Tamaki was at her side. "My princess, I feel as though I have been placed under a spell. Your beauty has bewitched me and I never wish to be free." He reached for her hand and I could feel anger rising in my chest as the blush on Yuki's cheeks deepened.

"You look amazing Yu-chan!" Honey added and everyone agreed.

"Thank you." Yuki responded but she seemed uncomfortable. Tamaki began to lead Yuki toward where we were standing when the butler appeared once again.

"Dinner is served." Was all he said before disappearing as though he had never even been here.

"My darling," Tamaki gracefully changed directions and headed for the dining room. "You absolutely must sit with me at dinner." Yuki looked back to me and began to speak but before she could protest, Tamaki pulled her out of sight into the dining room. I hurried to catch up with them and found Tamaki had already seated both Yuki and himself on one side of the table. Thankfully there was a chair on the other side of her and I quickly claimed it as my own. Tamaki gave me a puzzled look but I chose to ignore it as the others took there seats, with Haruhi between Fuyumi and Honey-Senpai much to Tamaki's relief. Dinner was served and Tamaki began his usual practice of flattery and charm, although this time, his attentions were directed at Yuki. With every word that came out of his mouth, I could feel my patience wearing thin. He was making Yuki uncomfortable and it was obvious, why did he feel the need to keep badgering her? Seemingly out of nowhere, Tamaki took Yuki's hand and raised it to his lips. Using the last of my control, I shot him a glare that would make the devil himself cower in fear.