Title: It All Started With A Paper Heart
Author: Angel
Genre: Romance/Humor/Angst/General
Rating: T
Pairing: Karou/Kyouya
Summary: Kaoru had no idea how a small sticky note would change his life in a way no one could predict
Disclaimer: If I owned Ouran High School Host Club, this would be a reality, and not on Fanfiction, ergo, I don't own anything.

Author's Notes: Prologue of my newest multi-chapter story idea, please note that this one won't be continued until Last Twilight has been finished, mainly cause I need to work out the details of the story and also cause I actually need to finish LT . Also trying with a slightly different writing style, to see how it would look :) Yes it's short, but it's only a introduction, so please review and tell me what you think, and if you have any ideas you would like to request to see in the future of this story (cause I haven't actually planned past the first chapter :P) please do tell me and I'll fit them in somehow, somewhere :) Enjoy! :D

It all started with a paper heart.

Not the kind you would usually find in a romantic book, the sweet little notes overly romantic couples would leave for each other, or even one a shy girl would leave for the one she secretly loved.

No, it was just a sticky note, one that just happened to be in the shape of a heart. The only reason it was used was because he couldn't find any other sticky pads, no matter how deep or long he looked through his bag. In fact, the paper heart that eventually and ultimately brought them together was used for its actual purpose of leaving a sticky note years before the couple had even officially met.

I suppose you could say this isn't your typical love story. To begin with, it wasn't boy meets girl, more boy meets boy, but that's beside the point. It wasn't love at first sight, while there may have been a slight feeling of affection towards the other, it was one of acquaintanceship, friendship at best, that was all. There was no meeting of eyes over a busy classroom. For starters, they weren't even in the same year, much less the same class. Besides it wasn't a class, it was over the school courtyard which was fairly empty, one was sitting under a tree with his brother, the other standing on his own under the cool shade of the canopy that surrounded said courtyard. The former was sketching something in a small sketchbook, glancing up every now and again in the latter's direction. Which is where the meeting of the eyes first happened. Black meeting golden, only for a split second, no more, before they both went back to their business.

Which is where the paper heart begins to make its first appearance.

"Hey, Hikaru," the one sketching mutters, his pink tongue sticking out slightly in concentration.

"What is it Kaoru?" the one called Hikaru asked, his voice laced with boredom.

"Can you get a sticky note out of my bag?"

Hikaru leaned forward slightly, reaching out a hand to fish through his twins bag, searching for the post-it's he always had on him. After a small while of fishing about in the bag, his hand finally grasped the small pad of sticky paper. Taking it out, he couldn't help but smirk at the shape of the pad, not to mention the colour (Hot pink).

Kaoru noticed the smirk out of the corner of his eye, and, scowling, snatched it off him.

"Shut up, I searched for ages for a pad this morning, and that was the only one I could find," he muttered, taking a note off the pad, sticking it over the sketch and scribbling a few words in immaculate curly handwriting, before gently closing the book and sliding it inside his bag.

"You wanna get back to class?" Hikaru asked, grabbing his own bag.

"Not really, it's so boring," Kaoru stood, subtly glancing over to Ohtori Kyouya, who he had seen earlier, finding he was no longer there. "But we'll be in trouble if we're late again."

"I thought you didn't care about getting in trouble."

"I don't, but any more and Mother won't take us to Paris over summer break remember. I kinda want to go this year."

"That's true," Hikaru mused, "alright, let's head back."

'They are,' Kyouya paused, thinking, he knew he had seen the first year twins before at a few events his family had been to before, and had probably been introduced, they were hardly a pair one could forget easily, 'Hitachiin twins, Kaoru and Hikaru,' he thought, analysing how profitable it would be to make connections to the family. This was something he did almost constantly, always looking for new connections, seeing how he could make his family's company more profitable when he took over, whether by inheritance or by force.

But he couldn't help but notice the twist in his stomach when the younger of the two, not that you would know which was which without careful examination, glanced his direction and their eyes met, dark meeting light, before the redhead looked away, a faint blush dusting his cheeks, barely noticeable from this distance. Kyouya ignored the feeling in his stomach, he knew better than to let emotions get the better of him. Besides, the twins were a year below him, he would probably never speak to them unless his family did direct business with them.

Closing the black notebook he had open in one hand with a snap, Kyouya sighed deeply, making the decision to head back to class for the afternoon, the bell was about to ring anyway. He stole one last glance at the twins, who seemed to be packing up and heading back themselves, before pushing open a door and stepping into the inside hallway that led to his classroom.