Kyoya rushed to Tamaki's house. What was it Tamaki said on the phone?

"I'm so sad, Kyoya. I just want it to end."

Kyoya didn't know what that meant. Tamaki's life was good. He was probably just in his little emo corner. Nonetheless, Kyoya loved seeing the spark in Tamaki's bright, blue eyes.

"Tamaki?" Kyoya wandered the whole second floor. He looked in every bedroom and still couldn't find his best friend. "Tamaki?"

"Kyo...ya..."

A sound came from the near bathroom. Kyoya cautiously headed toward the ill-sound voice. The door opened to reveal Tamaki lying on the bathroom floor in a small puddle of blood. Tamaki's blood.

"Tamaki!" Kyoya's heart stopped and he did a double take. The blood seemed to be coming from Tamaki's wrist. In his other hand was a bloody knife. Kyoya held back his tears and ran over to his friend, who could barely keep his eyes open. Kyoya took the knife and threw it into the nearby bathtub. He put his arms around Tamaki.

"Oh, Kyoya..." Tamaki dizzily sighed. "You're so warm..."

Tamaki was slipping away.

NO! Kyoya thought. He held Tamaki tighter and let the tears fall down his face. "Someone help! Please!" He looked at Tamaki. "It's okay...I'm here." Kyoya looked up and prayed with all his might that someone would come. Then, he looked back at Tamaki and kissed his cheek thoughtfully. "Don't die...please..."

Because Kyoya knew that without Tamaki, the road of life became a boulevard of broken dreams.

Haruhi sat next to Kyoya at the hospital. "It's okay, senpai. They'll help Tamaki and everything'll be back to normal."

Kyoya leaned forward and glared at Haruhi. "No. No, everything won't be back to normal."

The twins said, "Chill out, dude."

Kyoya had it. He jumped out of his chair. "Chill out?! My best friend could be dead and you're telling me to chill out?! You don't get it. I saw him. I saw him bleeding. He was unhappy. With his life and with himself. And it's my fault. I'm supposed to be there for him. Since we became friends, I was supposed to be the strong half. But I was too late."

No tears came from Kyoya's eyes. He wasn't sad. He was ashamed that he couldn't save Tamaki.

Mori looked down at his hands. Hunny hid his face. The twins held their breath.

Only Haruhi was brave enough to look her senpai in the eye. "You think you're the only one who cared for Tamaki-senpai? Well, you're wrong." She stood up, but still had to tilt her head to look Kyoya in the eyes. "We wouldn't be here if we didn't care."

Just then, Haruhi realized her voice was cracking. She sat back down and put a hand over her eyes.

"Mister Ootori?" a doctor called.

Kyoya followed the doctor to see Tamaki. Tamaki layed in a bed. Oddly, no wired were sticking out of hime, and his wounds were still open, just cleaned.

"Kyoya. It's you." Tamaki smiled.

He sighed. "Yeah. It is. I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

Tamaki didn't respond.

Kyoya leaned over his best friend and looked into his blue eyes. Both of them closed their eyes, and Kyoya pressed his lips to Tamaki's for a split second. He touched his mouth and left.

As soon as he shut Tamaki's door, Kyoya broke down in tears. They didn't have any wires in Tamaki. They didn't care about his wounds. His fate was decided.

Kyoya knew it was over.

Because the spark in Tamaki's eyes was gone.

Aww...

So, anyway...the romance in this story will mainly rely on saying each other's name... -_-

It won't be shonen-ai, but I added it in this chapter for good measure.

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