Long Kiss Goodbye

Summary: "I have a feeling..that I'll never see you again." Yuri is a typical smart, yet outgoing heir to a Yakuza legacy. Sure, she's engaged to the so-called 'Shadow King', but why? Let's just say, that a mistake from her mother's past made this happen. KyouOC

Author's Note: Hello, Ouran fans! This is my very first OHSHC on this site, along the first one I ever created. Please, if you can give me constructive criticism more than flames, so I can make a better one in the future! So...If you're reading this version, I actually had to re-write it! I was planning to re-write it from the start, so if you read the original version of this, then major apologies people for the sudden change!

Prologue

Ten years ago...

"Hello. My name is Harada Yuri. Nice to meet you."

Almond shaped eyes gazed at the man who stood before her. A tall, raven haired man with glasses, with light traces of white hair forming, stood there, as a small young girl politely bowed. A bright smile came out of the girl's mouth, as her long black hair swayed as she tilted her head. Next to the girl, was a woman, who was infact an older version of her, except had a motherly tone in her eyes and voice. The pair of ladies were in fact wearing dresses, and the four of them were in a garden party held by the young girl's father.

"Yoshio-kun...It's been such a long time." the woman smiled as she cupped her cheek.

"Miyuki-san, I see you haven't aged a day in your life." the taller raven haired man stated with a bright smile. "I..see. Like mother, like daughter, you both look alike. Introduce yourself, Kyouya."

"Ah! Yoshio-kun! Your son is very much like you! I have heard he's a very intellegent young man." Miyuki responded with a bright look on her face.

"Y-Yes. I wanted him to be a very successful man when he is older. Despite him, being my youngest child, he is very intellegent." Yoshio muttered with a light blush on his face, making the short young girl giggle.

"Okaasama! You made Ohtori-san blush." Yuri giggled as she was pulled in front of her mother.

"Yuri-chan, please be polite." Miyuki whispered to her as she nodded as she noticed a boy who was slightly taller than her, lightly nodding towards her.

"Nice to meet you, Yuri-san." the young boy smiled towards her, pushing up his spectacles.

"Yuri-chan...This is Kyouya-kun. You two are in different classes, but he attends Ouran too." Miyuki smiled as she lightly pushed Yuri forward. "Sweetie. This might be your fiance, please respect him, for my sake, okay?"

"Yes! Okaasama." Yuri chirped as she approached Kyouya. "Kyouya-san, nice to meet you!"

"Yuri-san, you must be a smart one, aren't you?" Kyouya questioned as Yuri nodded.

Yuri's face brightened as she shouted 'Yes!' with a cheerful tone of voice. The parents of the pair gazed at the two from afar, with light concern in their eyes. Miyuki and her husband gazed at their daughter mingle with a bright smile on her face. Miyuki gazed at Yoshio that contained a slightly regretful look on her face. As she sipped her champagne glass, her husband was conversing with Yoshio for the time being, being friendly to his colleague, at the same time, trying to get some business done.

"Your daughter seems to be having a good time." Yoshio muttered.

"Well..you did suggest that those two would get married in the future." Yuri's father responded with a light chuckle.

"Yoshio-kun? Isn't this like..back then?" Miyuki questioned with light concern in her voice. "I don't think it's such a good idea."

"Miyuki, Miyuki. I know you're against this. Still, we did this to prevent other men from taking our daughter away. She's prized to be one of the smartest girls, and that's it." her father responded.

"Eh? A Lilium Auratum." Yuri smiled, as her face brightened as she stared at it.

"Hm? Do you like flowers that much?" Kyouya questioned as he pushed his glasses up from the bridge of his nose.

"This is my most favorite flower..The Gold Banded Lily. I was named after it." Yuri said softly, touching her cheek as her face turned pink.

"I...see." Kyouya responded as he gazed at the smiling Yuri. "Yuri, aren't you ranked fourth in Ouran?"

"Yes, and?" the raven haired young lady questioned tucking it behind her ear.

Kyouya had taken a mental note of the girl, as he remembered the information he had 'gathered'. She was a fourth place student in their grade level in their school, but it wasn't really impressing him. He heard she was a prim and proper girl, despite the fact her mother had yakuza roots. His father wanted him to be engaged to her, to allow his father to aid her father in business. Frankly, he didn't want to be stuck with an annoying girl who would go in awe over a flower.

"Well, maybe you should study a bit more. If you want, I can help you." Kyouya smiled as Yuri shook her head.

"No way. I know I can get up there, but for now, I'll be going to public school! My parents wanted me to go to school with my cousin, just to see the commoner's life!" the raven haired girl giggled as she cupped her cheeks. "Ah~ I wonder how I'm going to do there! I'll get to do stuff like a normal sports festival!"

"Well, then, if you're going to be my fiancee, then I'm hoping you wouldn't get that rank." Kyouya smiled as Yuri froze up on her spot.

"Wha? Fiancee? Kyouya-san, are you joking?" Yuri forced a smile on her face.

"Listen, I don't intend on seeing a girl who would slack off." Kyouya stated as a dark aura formed around himself. "The only reason why I'm engaged to you, is for business reasons. Frankly, if you can beat me, then I'll listen to you. For now, you're one of them. A fangirl. That's it."

"Err...Listen, Kyouya-san! I don't know why you would dig up info on me, okay? I will get up there, even if I'll study to the point of my head exploding! For now, be warned. I can take you down." Yuri muttered as her eyes glared at him, as she stomped her foot upon the cement ground, clenching her fists up into a tight ball.

"Well then. I'll see you soon, Yuri-san." Kyouya stated, giving a sympathetic smile towards her, as she fumed off and stormed away.

Just you wait...
We'll just see who has the last laugh..
For now..
Let's just let time pass us by..