This is for all the Kyoya fangirls out there I (Monica) based it off of a picture of Vocaloid kaito in the same type of pose. Hope everyone enjoys more art to come soon. Keep wishing us luck in our senior year!
The Twelve Gifts of Christmas"Haruhi, my darling daughter, when are you coming home?"
"Not until the new year for the celebrations, Dad," sighed Haruhi with exasperation, this being their third time having the conversation.
"But that's seventeen days from now!" screamed Ranka. Haruhi could hear her father jumping on the carpeted floor over the phone.
"Dad, I'm still finishing up stuff at my internship, and one more exam in law school. It'll come before you know it. I miss you," added Haruhi to help.
It was true; she did miss her father. It had been back in summer when she had last come home with Kyoya. Granted, she could have come home more often as Ranka, Kyoya, or any of the Hosts would have paid for the plane ticket from Boston to Japan, but law school and an internship kept her busy.
Ranka grumbled and then said, "I miss you so much. I'm so glad you're in your last year of law school and have a job here all lined up. Otherwise I don't know what I'd do! I might have to c
Rebel Rebel“Who’s got the popcorn?” shouted Hikaru to the group behind him.
“I brought cakes!” squealed Hunny as he plopped beside Hikaru.
“That’s definitely not popcorn, or popcorn-flavored for that matter, but I made some,” replied Kaoru, taking the last seat on the couch next to his twin. Both twins’ eyes glinted evilly as they rubbed their hands together and stared at the screen of triumph.
Mori took a chair close to Hunny, but still in front of the large TV screen set up in front of them.
“I can’t wait to see our plan work and watch them fall in love!” said Tamaki dramatically. “Their worlds will be turned upside down, and they will be falling… falling in love.”
“Just sit down, already. Kyoya’s entering now,” said Hikaru, turning back to face the screen intently. “I can’t wait to see him look confused.”
“I give them fifteen m
KyoHaru Goodness Ch 2Story 2: Let’s Bake Together
All Haruhi wanted was to have her bakery, just like her mom had. Was that too much to ask?
Unfortunately, her father had to close her mother’s bakery upon her death since he was no baker, and they did not have a lot of money.
Haruhi used the drive her mother had, and managed to score a scholarship to attend the most prestigious of schools for chefs, and she learned the finer arts of baking.
From there, however, her luck was not with her. At first, no one was hiring chefs fresh out of school. Then, she found one, but they overworked her. For five years, she worked there to save up enough money to open her own shop, and when she thought she had saved enough, she quit. Her boss told her she would never succeed and that she should not come back to him when she could not make it on her own.
She set out to prove him wrong. She had a dream, and she was going to be like her mother.
Six months earlier, a small bu
KyoHaru Goodness Ch1Story 1: Glasses Needed
How much did Kyoya need those glasses, really?
Every time Haruhi saw someone in college try to get the upper hand on Kyoya, she would watch as his glasses glinted in the light before he said or did something that proved that he was better at manipulation.
It was painful to hear the mean things they said to him, but immediately after, it became rather amusing at times, to see the tables get turned on them. Kyoya always had a plan and was three steps ahead of everyone else, and some people still had not figured that out.
And every time she watched it happen in front of her, she waited for his glasses to glint, without fail. Which begged the question: why did he use glasses? Why not contacts? Was he trying to distinguish himself, or were his eyes that bad?
One day, while the two of them were studying at Haruhi’s dorm just after such an encounter, Haruhi’s curiosity got the better of her. She looked up, to find Kyoya already looking at