One year later….
"You know, I never expected the design school to keep my spot for me, for a year!" I said as I rolled my carry on. "Well, you are an impeccable designer. They would've lost a lot if they didn't let you in." Kyoya said while shrugging.
I smiled, looking down at our hand, tightly squeezed together, and said "Remember a year ago? The night of the Ouran Fair? Isn't it crazy that I wanted to leave?" "Well, look at what you have here Izumi. I think it was a lot more fun for you to stay here than anything." Kyoya said giving my cheek a kiss.
A man then walked over and tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and he then said "Ms. Yokisha, your jet is ready for you." I nodded and said "I'll be there in a minute."
He nodded and went over to a special doorway for me to go through. I looked back at Kyoya and he squeezed my hand and said "Well this is goodbye?" I nodded sadly, and bit my lip.
I looked to the rest of the host club, which had come along to wish me goodbye. I gave them all hugs and eventually came back to Kyoya.
"I wish it wasn't goodbye." I said, and sniffed. Kyoya gazed at me and said "Izumi, we can handle a long distance relationship." "That's so much harder though Kyoya! I wish you could just come with me!" I said nearly in a fit of tears, angry at the thought Kyoya couldn't come with me.
Kyoya shook his head sadly and said "I have things here that need to be sorted out. Until then, I can't. But actually I have something to tell you…." I snapped my head up.
"I actually have a job offer in New York. My father also wanted to expand the Ootori company to there, so I figured…." he whipped out two tickets. One for me, one for him.
"Let's just say I figured I might as well join you. Besides, your father told me that you were staying in a very nice penthouse. And I don't think only one person could use all of it." He winked, pushing his glasses up. "YES!" I exclaimed. I then grabbed Kyoya into a tight hug and whispered "Thanks."
"Oh and there's another thing….I've actually been wanting to tell you for a while now." Kyoya said. I looked up at him and giggled before saying "So what other surprises do you have up your sleeve Mr. Ootori?"
Kyoya gave me a smile and said "Well, there's this." Kyoya pulled out a small royal blue velvet case. I recognized it. It could only hold one thing. No, he wouldn't actually be….
He got down on one knee, and then held the case in his right hand. I had my hand over my mouth. I felt the waterworks about to start again. Kyoya was actually proposing!
He cleared his throat and then said "Izumi, I love you. I love you so much, that I don't even know how to describe it. You're so adventurous, so full of life, and yet you are able to let loose and relax. You absolutely amaze me everyday. You're beautiful, kind, and smart. I could come up with hundreds, thousands of things to say about you."
At that point I was crying, and the club was touched by his words, and were wiping tears from their eyes. "That night, when my father asked me if I wanted to marry you, I immediately said yes, because I could picture you and me getting married, getting a house, having children, getting old together. I know it's only been a year… but I love you Izumi, with all my heart, soul and mind. So Izumi Yokisha….will you marry me?"
He opened the case to reveal the most beautiful ring I could've imagined. The diamond was cut so that it shone like the sun. There were diamonds around it, and special engravings all around it.
I didn't even glance at the ring because I had cried "Yes!! Yes, yes, YES!!!" I had bounded into Kyoya's open arms, and held him tightly. I pulled away and gave him a passionate kiss, and he then put the ring where it belonged- right on my left ring finger.
There had been a crowd that had gathered and everyone began to clap, even the host club. I sniffed, wiping my eyes. I then looked to the door, leading to the jet.
I looked back at Kyoya, and he nodded, as we rolled on the carry on, and everything else. I waved one last time to the rest of the club, the one I had made so many friends with, so many memories treasured. The one that made me laugh, cry and everything in-between.
Just before we got onto the plane, I looked back one last time, knowing it might be a while before I saw everyone again. Tamaki, with Haruhi in his arms, Hikaru and Kaouru, Honey and Mori…..I was going to miss them, but yet I didn't feel a single ounce of despair in my heart. The only thing I could feel was happiness. Rule number 18: Being happy is what really matters in life. And that's when I remembered, and then actually understood the club motto.
"Our job, as part of the elite Ouran Host Club is to make every girl happy."
Author's Note
oh my god this is actually the end
the very
final
ending
holy
crap
so since it's the ending, i wanna write a really sappy and really gushy and LONNNNGGGGGG author's note, cause i'm feeling like writing some deep shit.
here we go
i don't remember when i started posting this novel. to be honest, it was a blur, i just DID it. then, you know it was the typical, wait and see, sort of thing. what was surprising was the popularity that it got. in december it had 5k reads. now at the end, it has 25k plus 500 votes. WOW.
lord knows how long this whole this thing has been going for, but i had know idea how successful that this book was gonna be. it seems mind blowing that people actually liked what i had written. and the best part was, it was mostly from people who i didn't know- WHICH WAS FINE BY ME
i had always meant to write some sort of fanfic based off of Ouran Highschool host club once i had watched the anime. except my biggest question was this: how was i gonna create an original character and yet have her involved in most of the club mishaps? and that's how Izumi was created.
Izumi is literally a sassmaster. she's got a whole hunk of attitude, but she's not mean or cruel. she has her limit to her sarcasm, which is obvious because she cares about her brother and sister the most, and she never tries to sass them out, even though she can be quite a handful to her friends. and when i was searching up japanese names, and i fell upon Izumi, i could instantly see who i wanted, and i was instantly in love with the name, despite the meaning of "source of water"
i had her come into one of the first few episodes of the series, where the whole picture book idea was brought in. i made her love of photography and interior design one of her outlets, and it was funny that something so classy was the strength of someone so sassy (omg look what i did there- wait FOCUS)
coming up with a title wasn't any easier. but the whole idea of this "rulebook" that my main character would have seemed like so much fun, and i figured that Izumi's "rules" would be kinda interesting.
SO WITH THAT OUT OF THE WAY, TIME TO ACTUALLY GET TO THE GOOD PART!
after 18 rules, over 120 pages on Word (over 80 on wattpad) and 66k words, you readers have made it! this whole thing would not have been possible if you guys didn't read your butts off, voted and commented and took the time to enjoy this whole thing (i remember i didn't even update for a month or more, and you guys patiently waited). thank you so much for the support and the love.
so with that, although i'm really sad about it, and although it has to be done, i'm finally finished the Rulebook. it's gonna be interesting putting that green check mark in the edit section, and not having to worry about what's gonna happen next.
sometimes i've considered making a sequel to this whole book, i realize that it would be pointless, and i feel like this book will always be where most of my fame came from. but at the end of the day, when one chapter ends, another one opens up, and there are so many other books out there, and i know that i have so many more to write.
whether or not i ever do write a sequel or whatever, or if this is truly the end, i had so much fun doing this whole thing, and you readers are the greatest people ever because you guys supported the book all the way through. thank you so much.
remember though, the book is still always up, and if you need some of Izumi's advice (which isn't always followable, trust me) just open it up again, and laugh a little or cry if you need to.
or if you wanna message me on wattpad for advice i will personally set aside time to talk to you, because i believe that it would be more important to answer your message than to do my homework. plus you can follow me on twitter (@heartrain31259) if you wanna see me sass and be awkward about everything
so.....
i guess this is goodbye to Izumi and the host club. but i hope you all have a wonderful day, and life!
thanks again!
-heartrain31269
xx
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