Author's Note: I was really sad one day and had to distract my self. The fic is supposed to follow the song from the Titanic My Heart Will Go On.
Tamaki's POV
I roll over after yet another horrendous dream. Is it just me plagued by tis horrible dream. It starts with Kyouya and I sitting on a beach and the waves barely brushing his feet. He looks so happy, unlike anything I have ever seen. He turns to face me and he mutters "I love you.". Then a he gets up and runs away. All I can hear is a gunshot, a scream and the gentle rush of waves. As I watch, I see Kyouya fall and then I wake. It was so real. I could feel his cool skin and his voice. It was only a dream. I was in France and he remained in Japan. God, I missed him. I love him so much. I feel like half of me is missing.
Kyouya POV
I have no real good reason for stealing my father's jet and flying it to Paris. It just seemed like Tamaki needed me. What is wrong with me? I am in the cockpit of my father's jet flying to Paris all over some dumb text messages and kiss! I am a lovesick fool. Tamaki does not even feel the same way. He had Haruhi , that cross dressing commoner oaf. Ugh, she was vile. Tamaki was the only reason I let her stay. I hated it when he sulked or he cried but I was the "cool" man so I could not go help Tamaki. Besides, the twins got the gay thing covered. I really hope Tamaki's backyard has a landing strip. Most likely, he took a jet over there. I started to cry. I was so nervous. Yeah, have your laugh. Kyouya is nervous. Okay, joke's over. Shut up. I was in love and I had to prove it. That was the most likely reason I was flying my father's jet to Paris to see one of my school associates.
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So What did you think? Chapter two should be yaoi. If I ever get around it.