A/N: What is this? Another update? And it's an original (crappy) chapter, too?! Woah, it must be my birthday (hehe, it is)!
Also I changed my profile picture! I had a super long internal battle because my old pastel aesthetic was so beautiful (may it rest in peace), but my beautiful Fumika won instead. I mean, just look at her! She's beauty, she's grace, actually the last one's a lie cause she'll probably fall on her face.
Fumika fiddled with her bracelet as she stood in front of the gates to the Ootori Estate. She had asked Kyoya for help on some homework, but due to business during club hours, there wasn't anytime for studying. Instead, Kyoya offered to help her study in his house over the weekend, to which the girl accepted.
Fumika took a deep breath before forcing herself to push the bell.
"Who is this?" A deep voice said through the speaker.
"U-Um, I'm Fumika Fujioka. I'm here to see K-Kyoya Ootori?"
"Ah, yes. The young master has been expecting you. Come in. He will meet you inside"
There was a loud buzzing noise and then the gates opened, revealing the Ootori Estate.
Fumika's eyes widened as she stared at the house--mansion in front of her. Not entirely sure about where to go, she walked forward, towards the house straight ahead.
"Fumika." The girl let out a sigh of relief when she saw her boyfriend standing in front of the main house.
"Oh, thank god. I was afraid I was going to get lost. You need a map to get anywhere in here!"
Kyoya chuckled, "I will be sure to get you one the next time you come over."
"Just for me? I'm flattered," Fumika said, jokingly batting her eyelashes.
Kyoya simply rolled his eyes. "Let's go. We can study in my room."
|| Time Skip ||
"This is not a room."
Fumika looked around at Kyoya's so-called "room". It wasn't a room at all, though. It was more like a house--a two floor house. It even had a kitchen!
Kyoya merely chuckled and took a seat on one of the couches, "What did you need help with?"
Fumika blinked, having forgotten the reason why she had come in the first place. "Huh? Oh, right! Um, help me with English, please! I hate their grammar..."
|| Time Skip ||
"Do you get it now?" Kyoya asked, leaning back into the couch.
Fumika eyes were wide as she nodded, "Yeah, I do. Thank you, Kyoya!"
"Of course."
The two sat there in comfortable silence for a few seconds.
"So, what do we do now?" Fumika asked, a little awkwardly.
Kyoya smirked at her, "Well, we are in my room." He leaned forward towards her and pushed her down to lay flat on the couch, "And I made sure to notify the servants to not let anyone interrupt us."
"Kyoya-san? Are you in there? Who are you talking to?" Just then, a woman with a strange resemblance to Kyoya walked into the room. She stared at the couple, taking in their position. "Oh my, I'm sorry. Was I interrupting something?"
Fumika raised her eyebrows, "No one?"
Kyoya growled in annoyance and sat up, shooting a glare towards the woman, "Fumika, this is my sister, Fuyumi Ootori-Shido. Fuyumi-nee-san, this is Fumika."
Fuyumi gasped and ran over to Fumika, "You're his girlfriend? Oh, I've always wanted to meet you!"
"Hehe, nice to meet you, too," Fumika said, awkwardly when Fuyumi pulled her into a hug.
"It's so nice to know that you're actually real!" Fuyumi said, "You know, I never thought Kyoya-san would actually get a girlfriend--not with that attitude of his. He may seem all polite on the outside, but he's a scheming demon on the inside."
"I'm right here, Fuyumi-nee-san," Kyoya grumbled.
"You know, for a while, I actually thought he was gay! And for Tamaki-san," Fuyumi giggled.
"How many times have I told you, I'm not gay!"
"Denial is the first step," his sister whispered to Fumika who couldn't help but giggle.
"What are you doing here, Fuyumi-nee-san?" Kyoya asked, crossing his arms in annoyance.
"What? You mean I can't visit my little brother?" Fuyumi asked in an offended voice. She turned to Fumika, "Kyoya-san is so mean to me, isn't he?"
Kyoya sighed, "Can you not talk about me as if I wasn't in the room?"
"Hmpfh. I was gonna ask if you could help me bring your laundry to your room, but I suppose that won't happen," Fuyumi huffed.
"Why can't you let the help do that?"
"I'll help you, Fuyumi-san," Fumika offered.
Fuyumi squealed and hugged her, "Oh, you are such a dear! Unlike Kyoya-san..."
|| Time Skip ||
"Thank you again for helping me, Fumika-chan," Fuyumi chirped as they walked through the hallways, Fumika carrying the laundry basket.
"It's no problem really," Fumika said, shrugging.
Suddenly, Fuyumi gasped. "Oh dear, I just realized that I forgot to tell Makoto-kun something."
"Go ahead," Fumika said, "I think I can direct myself back to Kyoya's room."
"You're a sweetheart," Fuyumi said, smiling at Fumika before walking away.
Fumika adjusted the basket in her arms and resumed to make her way back to Kyoya's room. A few minutes later, however, Fumika managed to trip over herself and stumble to the ground, the basket going with her. She landed on the edge of the basket, causing it to tip over and spill. Meanwhile, the other side of the basket went up and hit the poor girl's chin.
"Owie.." Fumika whimpered as she laid on the ground, her head in the--now, sideways--basket.
"May I ask what you are doing on the floor?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
"Oh...you know, just lying here, trying to get some sleep--burning in lava," Fumika said, muttering the last part, "You have a really nice floor. Very clean."
"I will let the maids know that," the man said. Suddenly, Fumika felt some hands grab her arms and pull her up and out of the basket.
"You didn't have to help me," Fumika said, "I could've gotten up myself." Now that her head was out of the basket, she could see that the voice belonged to a man. He was tall with spiky hair, and she had to admit, he was fairly attractive.
"That wouldn't be very gentleman-like of me to leave a woman lying on the ground with her head stuck in a basket." the man said.
"Well, my head wasn't exactly stuck in the basket," Fumika thought to herself as she bent down to collect Kyoya's clothes and put them back in the basket. "I was simply just questioning the life choices that made me become the pathetically clumsy person I am."
"And may I just say, now that your head is no longer stuck in that basket, I can see now, you are exceptionally beautiful," the man complimented.
Fumika's eyes widened at the sudden compliment. "U-um, thanks," she said, averting her attention to the clothes she was collecting.
"I'm Akito Ootori," the man introduced himself, "And what's yours?"
"Oh, um, my name's-"
"Ah, there you are Fumika." The said girl let out a quiet sigh of relief when she saw her boyfriend make his way towards them. "Akito-nii-san? I see you're home early."
Akito nodded stiffly, "Yes, the meeting ended early, so I decided to come home."
"Well, welcome back," Kyoya said, walking over to Fumika. He helped Fumika pick up the rest of his clothes before pulling her up. Kyoya made sure to wrap an arm around Fumika's waist, letting his brother know that she was his (Kyoya's).
"Yes, thank you," Akito nodded again, eyeing Kyoya's arm. "So, who is this young lady?"
"Fumika Fujioka," Kyoya answered.
Akito's eyebrows furrowed, "I do not recognize that name. What company does her family own?"
"Her family does not own one," came Kyoya's next reply.
Now, Akito's eyebrows shot up, "And you two are in a relationship?"
"Yes."
Akito tutted and shook his head, "Father will not be pleased."
Fumika froze, "I knew it. Being with Kyoya would only cause him problems. Oh, God, what do I do?"
"Kyoya-san? Akito-san?" the two brothers and Fumika turned their heads to see a confused Fuyumi walking towards them. "Is there something wrong?"
"Fuyumi-nee-san, are you aware that Kyoya has a girlfriend?" Akito asked, "And a commoner for that matter."
"Well, yes," Fuyumi said, "And I see no problem in that. Now, Kyoya-san, Fumika-chan, you both said you would help me with something. If you could both come with me."
Fumika felt herself relax as she and Kyoya--who bent down to pick up his laundry basket--followed Fuyumi back to Kyoya's room.
"Thank you for getting us out of that situation, Fuyumi-nee-chan," Kyoya thanked once they were safely back in his room.
"Of course," Fuyumi said, "But was Akito-san bullying you again? Honestly, all that boy does is criticize and pick on you."
"Fuyumi-nee-chan, it's all right," Kyoya tried to reassure her.
"It's not!" Fuyumi exclaimed, "He tried to get in between your relationship with Fumika-chan! The nerve of him!"
"I suppose he's right though," Kyoya sighed. Fumika couldn't help but flinch when she heard that, "Father would never approve of me being with someone from a family with no business."
"Don't say that!" Fuyumi snapped, grabbing Kyoya's hands, "It's obvious that Fumika goes to Ouran Academy because that's the only possible way you two can meet. That would make her exceptionally smart if Suoh-sama allowed her to attend, and if Suoh-sama accepts her, then Father surely will, too."
"Fuyumi-san..." Fumika started to say.
"Don't give up on him, Fumika-chan," Fuyumi begged, letting go of one of Kyoya's hand in order to hold one of Fumika's, "Please don't give up on Kyoya-san. What you two have is something special, and don't ever let anybody else take it away from you."
Fumika nodded with a soft smile, "Okay."
Fuyumi turned to face Kyoya, a stern look on her face, "Do you understand, Kyoya-san?"
Letting out a sigh, Kyoya reluctantly nodded, but there was also a small smile on his face. "I understand, Fuyumi-nee-chan."
"Great!" Fuyumi cheered, letting go of their hands, "Now, then, I think I'm going to go organize Kyoya-san's clothes."
Kyoya stifled a groan, "Please don't. Haven't I told you before not to rummage through my clothes?"
"But, you have these fresh, new clothes," Fuyumi protested, already opening one of his drawers.
"Then, you can let the help do that."
"Don't worry, Kyoya, I'll help," Fumika reassured him.
Kyoya looked between his girlfriend and his sister before letting out a reluctant sigh, "Fine."
"Why won't anything fit?!" Fuyumi cried out. In the few seconds Fumika took to convince Kyoya, Fuyumi had already created a mess of clothes around her. "Fumika, help!"
A/N: So, seeing that Fuyumi and Akito are really minor characters that don't really get much of a personality, I kind of just made it up. I tried my best to get it similar to their canon personalities, but I'm sure there are at least a few differences.