One on One, NP

[True Beautiful Darkness]

This is a private role play for persons
Myself & Midnight-Summer-Rain.
Not you? Goodbye!

[True Beautiful Darkness]

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xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Simply love the no uniforms~


xxxx✘ Where I am.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Arriving

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The sky was a deep blue, the wind giving soft gusts of wind as the day passed on. The peaceful morning was something that seemed to be to perfect...The sweet sent of cheery blossoms swept over the small path that led to the large doors connecting the school building. The school before the small figure was one that any person would die to get in, mostly only the rich and powerful figures of today's world had their kids attending this fine school. But it appeared that now a commoner among such riches would be attending as well. The dark haired girl girl came to a stop, the outfit she'd chosen fitting every curve of her body with much pleasure. Large breast, slender waist, perfect hips. She'd have been the perfect cover babe, the only problem was her size. Being 4'11 put the girl at a short stance. Though, it wasn't to bad. Normally wearing heels when she went out, Yukita was able to add a bit more height to her person, with the shoes on, she was 5'3''. Gaining a whole 4 inches simply from shoes!

"I suppose this is it...I think the dorms should be over that way....though I guess class comes first?" she wondered allowed before heading up the small amount of steps, her hips swaying from side to side like normal. When in heels so tall, you had to learn to walk more with your body in a dance than simply marching through. Otherwise you'd only fall flat on your face. Pushing the door open, Yukita made her way to the main desk, soon grabbing her paper work, dorm key, and the letter for her teacher. "Thanks." she muttered to the lady before heading off for the class listed on the paper. Reaching up, the girl mindlessly pushed the pair of glasses up, reading over the paper. She'd gotten in on her smarts, not only that, but her 16 years of age was going to be in a grade higher then she'd have been in normally.

Upon reaching the classroom, the girl slowly opened it, peeking in to find a class full of students who was in the middle of a lecture. The teacher glanced at her for a long moment before rushing over to welcome her. "Class, this is Yukita Lastas. Please welcome here!" he said rather pleased. Yukita glanced up at the teacher before looking out at the class and giving a light bow. "Pleased to meet you all." Her tone was blank, and her face expressionless. Yukita was the kind who rarely showed any emotion unless provoked.

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








The morning was perfect, he had been woken up after exactly 8 hours of sleep, he was greeted by a sexy maid that he hired with his father’s money. He had his warm tea that woke him up so well in the morning. How life was great! As he prepared for school his ‘body guards’ came to great him outside of his house. Kyoya was glad to have such people he could call his pawns, he didn’t need to fight, not that he couldn’t but he chose not to. Kyoya greeted them as pals, and they in return greeted him as a pal. How so easily fooled.

Walking to the school was fun; he used the time to gather his followers to make an entrance at the school. Kyoya entered and became spot light almost immediately, teachers even greeted him with respect. Not only was he popular, but he also ran the most influential gang on this side of the city since the Yakuza. How he did so in a few short years had amazed no one, he was the schools Prince, he could do anything. It also meant he had fan girls, as he opened his shoe locker a few love letters fell out. He opened each one and smiled at them acting as if he was reading them. Next he gave them to one of the men that shrouded him, that man put it inside of a folder.

The Prince always stated he put them in an album, he accepted the hearts of ever girl and had used them to his advantage. He got laid at least once a day, he was a player underneath that thick cover of grace and sophistication. Underneath it all he was just a low life player, and he knew it. Playing off a few more heart strings Kyoya managed to make his way to class. This was the only class he had alone, but that didn’t mean he was saved from his fair share, being well known was such a pain sometimes.

He was obviously late as a new transfer student made her way in, just by the mere look of her you could tell she was poor, but smart. Kyoya apologized to the teacher who then allowed Kyoya to explain the lesson that was going on today. This girl took the first position spot from him, he knew who she was after getting a good look at her name off of the teachers desk. He read the lesson for the teacher and then took his seat beside the girl, his stare intense on her. His eyes were full of curiosity; the girls around him were full of jealousy.

Kyoya felt high off the feeling that he could ruin her school life at the blink of an eye and the drop of a hat. During lunch Kyoya tailed her, by him self, and when they were finally alone he pulled her into a bathroom that was meant for ‘cleaning’ that wasn’t the case with Kyoya. He had set it up quickly when he found out which direction she was going. Now they were in the bathroom he had her against a wall with one arm beside her neck and the other in his pocket. Most girls would have died for this moment.

“I’m curious about you. Tell me about yourself Yukita. Mind if I call you Yuki? Thanks. How does a girl like you with the money of a pauper but the brains of an elite? Who gave you sucha wonderful genetic code? You don’t look half bad either. Yuki tell me, what do you think of my school? I run the place, not that I’d expect you to know. You look like you hardly notice anyone. How about this, do you know who I am?”

[True Beautiful Darkness]

✗xxxxxƿʀɨɴɔɛƨƨxxxx✗

xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Simply love the no uniforms~


xxxx✘ Where I am.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Arriving

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It seemed that Yukita wasn't the only one who had been late to the class. Though, unlike the boy who came in shortly after her, Yukita wasn't really in trouble. She watched as he moved to the middle of the classroom and soon gave the lesson for the day...The air about the boy made Yukita wonder what this year would hold. No doubt this guy was bound to cause some kind of problem, either for her herself, or some other poor soul who happened to be at the wrong place, in the wrong time. She opened her notes up, ignoring the male as he walked to his seat, just happening to be right next to hers. Of course she could feel his gaze on her, but that didn't mean she'd give in and look up at him any time soon.

Once class was over, the dark haired girl had hoped to make her escape to eat lunch, but it appeared that the guy wasn't going to let up. Fallowing her around none stop until they reached some room, of which he'd dragged her into. Stumbling along she found herself pushed up against a wall, one hand moving to block her path out of the bathroom. Looking up at the guy, Yukita resisted the urge to push up her glasses, her eyes peeking up at him over the top of the spectacles. He rambled on about the school being his and asking about her, as well as if she knew him...This guy really was full of himself. It was amazing no one had seemed to put him in his place, then again...This was a rich kids school...Those who had more money, most likely, had a better standing in this school.

Clearing her throat, Yukita finally reached up to fix her glasses, "For one, I don't mind myself being poor, and I just happen to be good at school. Nothing is wrong with that. As for my looks, as you like to say. Its just a trait that runs in my bloodline I suppose, both my mother, and her mother, and so on have had a small slim body. Though I suppose mine is a little..more in some areas. That is thanks to my dad's side of the family though." she went on, not sure why she was at any case. It just made sense to answer a question one was asked..No reason not to.

"I do know who you are...you are a moron, who seems to think that money can get him anything. I myself don't think so. I haven't a single penny to my name, yet I made it to this school..." she said clearly not knowing who he really was. She just had a sharp mouth...tends to happen when you average straight A's as well as skipping a grade simply because you are smarter than the normal kids your age. Her mouth had gotten into a lot of trouble at her last school, more so when she'd argue with the teachers about how they would make mistakes all the time and teach the kids wrong answers for problems...

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








“Oh how you talk dirty to me, I love it. You challenge my rule at the top of this school. I. Will. Crush. You. First though, let this moron enjoy himself.” He said he leaned in and brought his face into hers, and then their mouths connected. He knew how to do this, move your tongue around a bit, allow just enough of your saliva to mix with hers, literally steal their breath in order to make them feel faint. He moved back now, quickly he took her glasses and put them neatly in his pocket.

He gave her a smile before trotting off just as the bell rung and students came out into the hall. They saw him exit and when they looked inside then saw her and him leaving with her glasses which he now planted on his face. He looked at his crew who seemed confused with his new obsession. He liked the poor, especially the smart ones. He liked the hopeful ones he crushed with a swift movement with his connections.

Kyoya would have his fun first. He dismissed his guards as he got ready for gym, he put the glasses safely into his locker, he then put on a track suit and got prepared for gym. He looked around, waiting to see if he could notice the one who he so friendly called Yuki. The one he so easily set up to be hated by the girls from the start.

[True Beautiful Darkness]

✗xxxxxƿʀɨɴɔɛƨƨxxxx✗

xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Simply love the no uniforms~


xxxx✘ Where I am.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Arriving

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The male before her seemed to think her comment funny. At least before clearly making it known that he didn't like her standing at the school. Well, the being smart part. She wanted to make a statement, but before she could, the others lips pressed against her own. Eyes widening, she wasn't sure how to react to the kiss. Her face flushing before he pulled away, leaving her breathless against the wall. When he took her glasses, her head snapped back, watching as he took off. Her eyesight was really bad. So when he went out of reach, she hadn't any idea where he'd gone off to, everything a big blur in front of her. "Oi! I need those!" she called after him, holding onto the wall. She didn't dare move from the that spot...

It was clear that some people were moving around, she couldn't tell who was there, nor why the hell the guy had to single her out. She hadn't done one thing but simply worked herself to the bone in order to attend a better school simply to make something of her life..Maybe the part of her calling him a moron hadn't been so smart...Gritting her teeth, the girl balled her hand up and smacked the wall with a low thud. "God damn it!" she debated if going to class would be something she should do...though she was knew had had no idea how to get around...going out blind would only end up getting her hurt, either by running into someone, or an object. Possibly even falling down the stupid stairs!

Letting out a small huff, she slid down and sat. How knows, maybe he'd come back later on? At least that was what Yukita had hoped. Her legs pressing up against her chest before wrapping her arms around them. "This sucks..." she muttered while sitting there, it didn't matter if people stared at her, it wasn't her fault she couldn't see 3 inches in front of her! Besides, the gossip was already out, there wasn't a thing she could do about it now...If he did come back, after she got her glasses, she'd so make him pay. Yea, that's what would happen....

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








Kyoya had fun during gym, he ran with the athletes, chatted with the beauties that managed to get in his class, and encouraged the students who weren’t that physically fit. He was like a superstar running off of the high of being loved by everyone. No one questioned what had happened in the bathroom, though he heard whispers of it. Kyoya could only smile deviously at how much he wanted this girl to suffer. No one insulted, beat him at something, or ignored knowing who he was.

Whether or not she actually knew he was wasn’t his concern, in fact he didn’t care. She was an easy target and she had that quality that just made him want to tease her. Something that drew him to her, he didn’t know what it was about, but he didn’t like it and thus he teased her to torture her for something that she hadn’t even done. Walking down the hall to his next class he noticed Yukita sitting down in the hallway.

Sitting down next to her he wrapped an arm around her and brought her in close. Students passed, he acted like he was consoling her, but in fact he was just screwing with her. Giving her a false comfort that he could manipulate in any direction he wanted. On his face sat her glasses, they looked good on him, like almost everything.

“So Yuki, ya get it yet? You skipped last class right? That’s a negative for you right there. If you don’t get along with me, you don’t get along with the school.” Kyoya told her figuratively. If she tried to reach for her glasses he would move his head back. However he was laughing at her, the next bell rang.

If a teacher stopped he would explain that he was ‘consoling’ her. In all truth the teacher had seen this kind of activity before from Kyoya, they kept their mouths shut. After all he was the esteemed Student Council President, controlled a gang, and one of the smartest kids in the school minus present company of course.

“Now if you want your glasses back Yuki reach for them slowly and take them off my face.” Kyoya told her, bringing his head closer to hers so that she could take them off. He gave her a smile that could easily been taken as a smug grin. He leaned in so it looked like they were kissing.

A few passerby’s were talking and stopped when they saw them. They recognized him from the back, fan girls, the chatting instantly started a new. When she finally took off the glasses he gave her a kiss very similar to the very first one that they had. This time he kept her longer, holding her cheeks and pushing her up against the wall he kept it for what could be mistaken for hours.

“You are mine now. You should really enjoy getting picked on now, eh? Though I’m sure it won’t affect you much, ain’t like you had much of a social life before. Do you have a cell phone?” Kyoya asked her as he moved a little bit away from her, but still uncomfortably close. He had his cell phone out as he looked at her expectantly with a grin. He let one hand go to her cheek, stroking it lightly, trying to make her shiver.

[True Beautiful Darkness]

✗xxxxxƿʀɨɴɔɛƨƨxxxx✗

xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Simply love the no uniforms~


xxxx✘ Where I am.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Arriving

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When someone sat down next to her, Yukita jumped slightly before hearing the voice of mister bully. Her body eased a little, not quiet sure as to why he was so clingy with her. She wanted to get back her glasses, but with everything a blur, she really couldn't tell where they were. Pressing her lips together, she listened to his small speech about how she had to be nice to him, otherwise there wasn't going to be anything good happening for her...The comment about skipping class made her worry...Though if she'd explain later to the teacher, he or she might understand...That was something she was hopping for. Glancing at the other, she squinted a little, trying to see. He seemed to argent. She really wanted to make him pay for this, but how? Maybe she'd figure out a way later on...Or simply just bow her head and become like the rest of the school...Though that wasn't like her at all...sadly, she was sure this little relationship was going to cause a lot of problems for herself.

When he told her to about the glasses, she slowly began to work her fingers up, the tips running along his check as he guided her hands to the glasses. Letting out a sigh she pulled them off, setting them in her lap with a small sign of relief. It would have really been bad if she'd been stuck like that all day...She had been wondering as to how she would get home...Possibly ask a teacher for help or something when they passed by...Though the relief was shortly lived before she found herself pushed back again, yet another kiss being forced upon her. It was longer than the last, causing her head to spin even more.

Flushed and a bit dazed. Yukita slowly put her glasses on, glancing down at her lap as he claimed her as his..Looking back up at him, she felt a sense of power again. Take the girls glasses, she didn't do much..but when she could see again, oh it was on! "I suppose I should just accept my fate and do whatever you say...but I'm not going to. Despite what most people thing, You really aren't that amazing. Rather a jerk who bullies people, and someone who needs the satisfaction of other peoples failures in order to feel better about yourself." she stated while standing up. Dusting her pants off she glance back down at him. "Though I do suppose I can't really stop you from doing anything like that again..but should you kiss me once more time, I might just have to press charges against harassment. I'm not some little girl that will mindlessly be brained wash by your fake charm.." she said pushing her glasses up.

"As for my number. I wouldn't give it to you, even if you were the last person alive." she spoke crossing her free arm over her chest. "I suppose this will only led to more trouble, so I'll take my leave now and await whatever else you wish to do in hopes of making me 'break'. Though I do have a wager, should you be man enough to listen?" she asked in a mocking sense of amusement. When she was sure he was listening, she gave a smile. "For two weeks, I'll do anything and everything you say...But if I'm still able to turn down your charm, you must give up this useless spat of whatever your trying to prove, though should with in these two weeks, I either deny a task given by you...or simply fail to comply...Then I'll surrender and you can have your school back." she said "Is this a deal...or what?" she asked.

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








“Ah I see servant girl, then this is definitely an En Passe. I accept your terms. 2 weeks, right? Since I’m your Master and you were, well simply rude to me just then, I’ll take those back. Plus I got quite a few compliments on these, though they make my eyes hurt so I wear them down a little.” He told her, plucking them easily off her face again, putting them on his face and sliding them down he grabbed her hand and walked with her.

He had her hand in his pants pocket, but he wasn’t making her do anything perverted the action in on itself was perverted. Kyoya walked around the school slowly, making sure she was listening as he guided her around the school showing her the accommodations of the school. Then they made it to their last class, another class they had together. Walking in, looking like a couple was funny, Kyoya smiled at the teacher who asked them to go sit down, he didn’t even bother to scold Yukita, she was with Kyoya now it seemed.

Openly she wouldn’t be attacked by anyone, in fact she was being bothered in the middle of class, being talked to. Whenever she didn’t speak, especially of how far they got, Kyoya replied simply in ways that made them seem like lovers. It made the girls who had been with him before look at him, missing him, missing his money, and the power of course.

Then the girls who hadn’t had a hope of ever being with him looked at her with jealousy but acted oh so friendly. To be said simply no work was done during this classroom. Especially not while being pestered by both the girls and Kyoya. It was small things, a hand on the leg, on the cheek, and the fact she couldn’t see. When class was over everyone left except for them, Kyoya wasn’t allowing her to have her glasses back unless he got invited to go over to her house, and he was rather persistent.

“I want to hang out. I promise nothing that bad while I’m visiting your house.” He told her persistently each time she denied. Kyoya was leaning in, making his point clear. His hand was so close to touching her a** and his other was on her hips. If she continued to refuse him he would go further, just in this classroom. If she refused again he would kiss her, this time differently. Kyoya had a lot to teach her.

[True Beautiful Darkness]

✗xxxxxƿʀɨɴɔɛƨƨxxxx✗

xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Simply love the no uniforms~


xxxx✘ Where I am.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Arriving

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Yukita was glad he had accepted the terms. It simply just made it easier to get this all over with sooner, rather than latter. Though, before she could head to class, Kyoya had said something about taking them back, for being rude. She blinked a few times before finding the world going fuzzy again. She was about to complain, though stopped herself. Darn, she couldn't argue with his demands...."F-fine...I don't see why making me blind is any constellation to you though." she said in a fit of embarrassment. Really, why did people always go for the glasses? She felt him tug on her hand, the soft fabric slipping past the outside. so he'd taken her hand hostage to hmn? This was going to be war...Yukita fallowed after him, not saying much as she focused on walking straight, er...rather as straight as she could manage with out being able to see anything.

When they got to the classroom, it was clear this boy was going making it appear to everyone that Yukita and him were an item by how everyone gasped. The teacher didn't say anything to her about being late, rather just told them to take their seats. At least there was a plus to all of this commotion. When she took her seat, Yukita had tried to pay attention, though hadn't taken anything out for notes. Why do so when she couldn't see? It just didn't make any sense to do something like that...besides, it wasn't like she learned anything anyways. The whole hour was nothing but people trying to be nice to her...she wondered if it was because of Kyoya...Maybe so, other wise the might not have bothered.

When the class was finally over, Yukita let out a sigh...She hoped the male would give her glasses back, but instead he just continued to ruin her day...Now all this about wanting to go to her house..maybe calling him a moron and saying those things before making the bet hadn't been so smart..."Fine, You can come to my home, but just give me back my glasses!" she finally said frustrated. Her parents wouldn't be home...her father worked over seas, and her mother worked nights...she would have left just a little before school let out and wouldn't be back until the next morning after Yukita had left for school again. So it was kind of like Yukita was living alone...aside from the fact that someone was there when she wasn't at least.

Whens he got her glasses back, Yukita pushed them back into place, glaring up at the male before him. "I suppose we should go. And I hope you don't mind walking..." she said turning to face the door. She wondered how long he planned on staying..She it wasn't like she had any homework due to how crazy this day had been, so she didn't really have anything to do after school...maybe she'd show him her house, he'd leave and then a nice book would be waiting...She could order some take out and then have a quiet evening at home, come back in the morning to find him bored with her and wanting to mess with someone else...ah, the simple joy of imagination.

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








“That’s a good girl.” Kyoya told her as they walked out of the school. He walked close to her and talked about many things, books, movies, anything and everything as small talk. He was doing most of it himself and when they had finally gotten to her house he was disappointed in its size. He took off his shoes and jacket at the front door. Then came off the tie and the un-tucking of his shirt. Now he ruffled his once neat hair.

He looked different now. No longer was he the famous student at the school, but he looked like a proper delinquent. Rolling up his sleeves, he walked around the house, familiarizing himself with the location. Finally he made it to her room and sat on her bed, looking about the room. His room was a bit better, but this was nice too he supposed as he got comfortable.

“Hey I wonder what kind of underwear you have here? I suppose I should have a pair in my back pocket, and then have it slip out accidentally.” Kyoya told her teasing as he pulled out her entire drawer of underwear, he had seen better things. Such things didn’t even get him hard.

When he saw her face he couldn’t help but laugh happily if he heard her groan. When she came to check on him he pulled her down to her own bed, so that she was on top of him. Putting a single finger underneath her tie he undid it easily, as if he was a skilled professional. Then he unbuttoned a few of the buttons.

“You can keep your glasses on, because you’re going to go make us some tea. Thanks slave.” Kyoya told her with a quick grope on her a**, he pressed her body against his body before letting her go. He stretched out on her bed and pulled a book off the shelf. It was a book he had already read before, but it was a classic. He liked it himself actually.

Flipping through the pages of the book he wondered what else he could do with her to make her life hell. Teasing her was oh so much fun, how he loved it. He loved her red face, he loved the jealous look of the girls, he loved the concept of her being his. Belonging to him, no one else. His property, his girl, his toy. Kyoya didn’t see her as much of a toy, because he had plenty of others to play with, but he was drawn to her. He hated that feeling so he hated her.

[True Beautiful Darkness]

✗xxxxxƿʀɨɴɔɛƨƨxxxx✗

xxxx✘ What Is going Through My head.
xxxxxxxxxx⇨ Cake.....


xxxx✘What I am Wearing
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xxxx✘ Where I am.
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The walk home had been mostly a small conversation, of which Yukita only listened. She said a few words here and there, simply because it was weird listening to someone talk so much. But, she had to admit..the walk home wasn't that bad. Kyoya had seemed mostly normal the whole walk. keeping himself in check as they made their way down the street of her neighborhood. Once at her house, he'd even kindly taken his shoes off..though he'd also undid his tie and messed up his hair...which made him look more like how he acted his look at school screamed good boy, but now..he was just how she'd have pictured him when describing his attitude. Taking her own shoes off, causing her to become even shorter next to the boy, she began to fallow after him, watching as he made a quick assessment of her home before heading to her room. After she put her bag away, Yukita headed back to see what he was doing, to find that he was looking through her underwear...thankfully that was the pairs her mom had got her...not the ones she'd gotten herself.

"You know, going through someone's drawers isn't what I'd considered being good.." she pointed out as she made her way over. When he pulled her down on top of him though, she couldn't help but blush, he glasses slipping down her nose as her hair fluttered around the two of them. When he undid her tie she glanced down, not quiet sure what that was all about before hearing him say something about tea...great..She would have gave a huff and gone to do it, but his hands reached over to grope her a**...thus causing her to blush again. "sexual harassing b*****d." she muttered before getting up.

After fixing her shirt, she turned on her heels and began to head back into the kitchen. After getting the pot filled with water, she sat it upon the stove and grabbed the small box of tea bags and prepared the cups. When the water was done, she filled them and then took the tray, along with a plate of finger foods back to her room. She always loved to snack after school. "Here..." she said as she placed the platter down on the side table. Heading over to the closet, she opened the sliding door and began to look through her clothes. "I hope you don't mind, but I want to change." she said while searching for something more simple to wear...Her mom had gotten some spare money to get her school clothes, being as they cost a lot. She didn't want to wear them outside of school.

After pulling out the clothes she wanted, Yukita headed out of the room and headed into the bathroom. Shutting the door behind her, she turned and began to change. Of course she wasn't sure if Kyoya would come try to peek, so she made it fast. Quickly pulling on the new jeans, the tank top, an over shirt and then gathering her other clothes and putting them in the hamper to be washed. When she finished, Yukita took a few minutes...just standing in the bathroom..what was she going to do with him? He really made her embarrassed most of the time...she didn't want to admit it, but he did have a way with making a girls heart race...

(New out fit :: just the clothes ignore the shoes and extras.

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








“Thank you Yuki~ You really are a dear.” Kyoya told her, ignoring her previous comment about him sexually harassing her. The tea was disgusting in his opinion, and the finger foods were low quality at best. He had dealt with worse, so he just put on a stoic face and dealt with the food and drink he didn’t like. When she returned in casual clothes, he didn’t seem phased. He was on his stomach now, sipping the tea and flipping through the book. When he had finished the tea he turned to his side and smiled at her. His long hair covered his eyes, but his smile was mischievous. Kyoya’s back hurt.

“Hey, Yuki, message my back for me will you?” He asked her as he stripped down to basics. His shirt and undershirt were thrown across the floor and he took off his belt, allowing his pants to loosen up as he laid his head on one of her pillows. Kyoya smiled as she did what she was told, it was nice. His back cracked sometimes, but he never yelled at her. This was one of the few times he’d let her touch him, not the other way around. Then smiling at her he picked her up and got her to be on top of him again.

Now he had his hands on her a**, his mouth on the nape of her neck. With one hand he lightly touched her skin, allowing it to go underneath her shirt, unhooking the bra. Next her glasses were thrown across the room as he pushed her over to be on top. He hit a sweet spot in her neck, it was an odd area, but he gave it a nice run down with his tongue. Then he heard some bags drop in surprise. They had left the bedroom door open. There was a lady, Kyoya could tell, and she was in utter shock. It was her mother? Removing his hands he looked at her with a bit of surprise, then a smile.

He gave one of those ‘Oh my I’ve been caught’ guilty looks as her daughter’s bra was showing underneath her shirt. With his shirtless body, the bit of sweat glistening off of their bodies, and the obvious mixture of scents in the room it was obvious what they had almost done. Her mother’s shock was hilarious. She looked furious, then calm, then angry again. Throwing on his shirt without buttoning it up he listened to the direct order to come sit down at the table and explain themselves.

Her face was red from anger and some shame, as if her daughter was some sort of harlot. What century was her mother living in? Kyoya smiled at the girl he harassed so effectively. Picking up her glasses for her he let her put her bra back on before heading out there. Kyoya still hung all over her, when asked to stop he didn’t, it just made her mother more furious. “I’m Kyoya Suzuki, the chairman’s son. The eldest one. The notorious one. Oh and I’m your daughter’s new boyfriend.” Kyoya could only smile with arrogance.

[True Beautiful Darkness]

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xxxx✘ Where I am.
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After finally calming down, Yukita put back on her emotionless expression and headed back to her room. Glancing at Kyoya as he lied on her bed, she wondered what it was he was enjoying. Surely he would have gone to peek or something...Thankfully he hadn't..When he noticed she was there tough, Yukita was ordered to rub his back...Geez, this guy really was some work! Shaking her head with an annoyed sigh, Yukita headed over to her bed, where she sat down next to the half naked man, starting to rub his back. She didn't really know what she was doing, but figured it was okay, simply because he didn't snap at her...After a while though, he seemed to have enough, moving once more in a fast like motion and pulling Yukita back on top of him. This seemed to be happening a lot. Which of course confused Yukita even more. If this guy hated her so much..then why was he so touchy feeling all the time? None of it made any sense to her at all! Normally when you hated someone you simply ignored them, acted as though they didn't exist, worse case simply made everyone else hate her...Well, he did have that part down, kind of...

When she felt the others hands on her a**, she gave a surprised sound before feeling his mouth moving along her neck as hands worked their way up her shirt. she shivered slightly, not sure what he was doing before feeling her bra snap loose. Her face flushed even more as she tried to pull away, only getting swapped from top to bottom. Her body pinned against the bed, there wasn't really much she could do as he began to explore her body, his tongue running over all her sweet spots, causing her to shiver and give a small cry. It seemed as though he wasn't going to stop, at least not until she heard something fall..With out her glasses, which had been tossed, she couldn't tell who it was...did someone one break in? It seemed that whoever it was, had stopped the assault on her..She sat up, fixing her bra and shirt before hearing her mothers voice..to embarrassed, she just continued to fix herself up. She wanted to cry...there was no way she'd break though..She had to make it the two weeks, earn her right to be free of him...

Swallowing slightly, Yukita took her glasses back, putting them on. He seemed to be pleased with himself hanging onto her the whole way to the kitchen. His shirt was still partly open. Her other was bound to think she was some real slut...IT was so humiliating, the girl she had promised to always remain 'clean' for marriage, caught with a boy in her bed...Of course it had been a form of forced foreplay, but that wasn't something she could say. When her mom began to yell at Kyoya to let go of her, he simply denied before giving his name, his position, and finally...the statement of being her boyfriend. Which she hadn't really agreed to..."S..So, this is the kind of boy you like Yukita? I thought I raised you better..Just wait until your father hears of this! You very well might find yourself going to live with him...Mind you, I did not allow you to go to that school simply to mess around with some boy!" the mother said in a burst of anger. Yukita just stood there, her whole body was numb...

it wasn't her fault that Kyoya had attacked her...and well, she just couldn't tell her mom that, but she wasn't about to be yelled at and lectured over something like this. "Why should it matter, normally I never see you, always off working...Then after work you go off to play with whoever catches your attention. Its very clear, I mean no normal person works for 4 in the afternoon until 10 in the morning. Really, If you don't want me here you should have just sent me with dad. It doesn't matter though now, If i'm such a daughter that you or dad don't ever want to see, I don't see why I have to be the one to be the good child. I'll just go live with Kyoya." she said crossing her arms. Of course she hadn't meant it, but at the time, it was surely going to piss her mom of more...which was why she had said it, the part about Kyoya simply being a way to make her hate the boy...maybe her mom could get him to leave her alone, or simply Kyoya would realize she wasn't worth it and leave..

[Midnight_Summer_Rain]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡-𝔄𝔰𝔰



I am the power behind the darkxxThe conjurer of fear
I am the icy kiss of deathxxBehind the wall of fear
The river of your life flows fastxxBetween the shores of years
It bears thee ever on to mexxBehind the veil of tears








Kyoya watched with amazement as the two women fought. They fought over him, over the time she was working, everything! He had never seen such argument up close and personal, it intrigued him. When they mentioned moving in Kyoya got up and left, only to be yelled at to come sit down and face her like a man. But when he came out with a suitcase her face changed from anger to worry. She couldn’t believe he was doing this. Hell Kyoya couldn’t even believe he was doing it, but well enough there he was, with a suitcase.

“Well then, since we are at an agreement. She will be staying with me now. Hmm…lets say…2 weeks? Let everything cool down. I’ll call over a limo. Thanks for the permission Mom.” Kyoya teased as he got on his cell phone, ordering a limo and a driver. Giving the man the address they said they’d be at the school, so he had to walk. Grabbing Yuki’s wrist, not hand, he began to pull her out. He got her a set of clothes, her uniform, and some books, all in this big suitcase. They were leaving. Out of shock the mother didn’t chase them until they were down the street. When they arrived at the school Kyoya gave the suitcase to the driver, pushed Yukita inside, and then hoped in beside her.

Kyoya gave a nice laugh before ordering the driver to go to his house. He looked at Yuki with a mischievous grin. “Pauper gone rogue, eh? Don’t worry nothing too bad will happen at my place, I have less sex there to begin with. My father isn’t home and my mother is dead so we have the entire place to ourselves. Without counting my younger brother or the servants. Anyway, stay still, I have a headache.” Kyoya told her as he put his head on her lap. In truth he had another migraine; his disease was similar to the terminal one that killed his mother.

Apparently it was genetic. Of course Kyoya didn’t mention the pain and took pills to ease the pain. Now he was using her lap in order to free up his mind. The car ride was long to the mansion, when they got there the place was almost empty. Kyoya hated having servants bother him, so anytime he was home they had to hide or they’d get fired. Kyoya led her upstairs and into his wide spacious room that really used to be two separate rooms but now collaborated into one. It was like a library mixed with the typical boys bedroom. “Make yourself at home. Don’t worry the weeks will pass by fast.”