Ouran Host Club/ Kyoya Ootori love story
Hair: Curly, Brunette, Medium length
Desciption: An American transfer student, born in Japan, moved to U.S. because her father had a buisiness transfer. Moving into first year class A at Ouran Academy High School.
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It was a very sudden movement, I hadn't expected it, then again, I don't really think Wynter did either.
I wasn't sure what to do, Fuyumi was standing right there, so I just stood there unable to make the shock on my face go away. After what felt like forever, she pulled away, blushing and the essence of fear hung thickly around her.
"I-I'm sorry." She tried to run, but I didn't let go of her hand, "What?"
"Don't apologize." Her eyes got wide and Fuyumi's as well, "May I sit with your this fine evening my dear?"
She seemed unsure and she gasped softly, "Ye-yes, of course."
I sat by her, she had left her supper at the other table, and we just spoke softly.
"What do you mean, Kyoya?"
"Exactly what it sounded like."
"Promise you didn't mean it. What you said before."
"I can't say it enough, I just got so embarrassed about it, I'm really sorry."
"Okay! I believe you, and yes, of course I'll-"
"Oh! Kyo-Chan and Gana-Chan are gonna be together now!!! Isn't this happy Takashi?? They're not mad with each other now!!"
"Nice timing Hunnie-senpai." Wynter said giggling.
"Tamaki. Get over here now!" I yelled across the now empty room.
"What is it Kyoya?" He was now shy, and upset as though something had gone wrong.
"Give me back my note-book, I knew you took it, but I do need it back if you don't mind." http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jV241FFac4E/S_z1TGiR3gI/AAAAAAAAAa0/THGJpHbmZ3k/s320/kyoya_ootori.jpg
"Thank you. Come Wynter."
"Okay.." She was still blushing a great deal, interesting.