She is the girl.
He is the boy.
She is the oldest.
He is youngest.
She can’t stand how he refuses do his full potential.
He can’t stand how she can’t understand.
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She’s Riza Lychinam.
He’s Kyoya.
Ootori.
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Another day in Ouran Academy for the rich, a young girl with short tawny brown hair walked down the halls ready for her first hour class. The class she dreaded the most of each and every day she would go for this year. He was there and he was prepared. She would be there just to leave there.
Riza was her name, Lychinam was the family name. She had a father and a brother, than came the step-mother, with her came two boys. Riza hated family life and preferred the scene where she couldn’t be seen. Father didn’t care; he had step-mother’s underwear. Brother to young to understand nor could he stand. The other two boys made their toy [1].
Another day in Ouran Academy for the rich, a young man with dark hair and glasses sitting in class ready for his classes for the day. The first one had him irked for he had to see her. She was coming and she was bubbling. He would be there until there was somewhere else.
Kyoya was his name, Ootori was the family name. He had a father and a mother, before him were two other brothers and a sister. Kyoya could stand family life. He just couldn’t keep up with his over-achieving brothers. Father cared but not in the rite air. Sister understood for what little she knew.
The girl stepped into the classroom since early was the right thing to do. The boy sat in the room where the girl just stepped into. She made her way to her desk were she would try her best. He sat there unable to scare for the dare.
Riza sat a few desks away from the prodigy. She sat their silent not really wanting to hear his lecture about what was happening today. Though it was something he did just to remind her that he was still there.
A desk moving back broke all of that, while the shadow king made his way to the light queen. Kyoya stopped in front of the female’s desk and asked “Don’t you ever understand?” A surprised face fell upon the girl who didn’t except this prize to plop into her own lap. He walked back to desk as he was ready for it all to begin.
The next day Riza was before her foe. As she needed an answer, though the real question is would she find his clue. She waited until he came in expecting to be the first, only to find the second for once as the first.
Kyoya calmly walked to his desk, taking a seat instead of a bow. A noise was heard and the tapping of feet, soon the girl was in front of the. No sound left the girl as they were switched around. She saw his way he could see her way.
"Is this what you meant of never understanding?" she asked as her hands formed into fists on his desk.
"Possibly," was the one word that left the young man's mouth.
She turned on toe and headed back for another day to come. Though she left the boy what he left with her. One sentence that needed an answer.
On a night were parents came to school Riza dreaded the duel. The boy didn't leave her alone, nor could she with him. Their duel lasted everyday this year. As soon as she entered she witness the fight that had to come at night. A back hand to the boy which seemed not to understand. With the fist that barley left him standing. She stood in shock while his father stood in a lock.
Though now wasn't the time he had to fly. Leaving the only one who cared. After all their fights and all their frights, he could finally understand.
She waited until he came back all sweaty and that.
He walked up to her and stood in front of her.
Instead of speaking, his arm went around her waist in such heist.
Making her gasp that he figured out at last.
His lips took control of her before others stole her.
She let him take control as long as he knew that she wasn't going to let him always take control.
As he let go her father took her away as she mouthed to see him another day.
As their hands left one another they knew they had each other.^♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥He's Kyoya ♥♥♥She's Riza♥♥♥........................He love's how she can think.She can stand how he does it his way.He's the youngest.She's the oldest.He is the man.She is the woman.And with that they love one another.
