Mommy's Aura

By: MissaSolemnis

A.N. Well, it's exactly 10:30 in the evening when I decided to drabble on some Kyouya stuff... Well, I thought it would be interesting to do... something. XD XD XD well, of course, before I totally lose this itch, ahem, ahem.

Disclaimer: I don't and never will own OHSHC or any of it's characters. Blood sweat and tears spent, I still can't. XD

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"Something's very wrong with the atmosphere..." Kaoru whispered to his twin.

"Yes..." Hikaru nodded.

Somehow, the twins were tame today, Mori was uneasy, Hunny was eating less sugar than usual, Haruhi was siting idle and Tamaki was pacing.

Kyouya on the other hand was typing away in his computer, not bothering to look up and never bothered to look up and when he does so, a horrible aura suddenly shrouds the place.

The patrons were unaware of the feeling but were worried why the twins weren't doing their usual torrid brotherly love and such.

"I wonder what's wrong with Kyouya-sempai..." She said softly to Mori, who was nearest.

"Don't know." Mori answered in his usual monotone.

"Tono..." The twins approached a momentarily "desparkled" Tamaki.

"H-hai?" He faced them.

"Mommy's... snappy." Hikaru said cautiously.

"Well, than the usual." Kaoru added.

Ever since Kyouya sat on the chair, no one dared approach within the eight meter radius of that area. Even Tamaki was unable to set toe in that line.

All of a sudden, they heard a soft click. All heads (including the patrons) folowed the sound. Kyouya closed his laptop and stood up.

His crisp footsteps echoed in the eerie silence of the music room. Tamaki catiously moved towards him.

Kyouya's glasses flashed menacingly as he held up his hand. The king of the host club needed no more warning and halted in his tracks to the point of almost cowering behind a chair.

Haruhi on the other hand, braver (or in this case stupider) than the rest stopped a meter away from him, effectively blocking his way.

A collective gasp resonated through the room.

"Step aside." Kyouya said lowly, though his voice carried enough threat to make a wrestler's knees buckle.

"No." Haruhi answered.

Tamaki, on the verge of fainting on the spot pleaded quietly with Haruhi to step aside.

The shadow king sighed. Some light reflected on his face. Haruhi, having the full view, saw that Kyouya was paler and there were dark circles under his eyes. Thinner too.

Everyone was rooted on their spot as if only Kyouya moved.

"Fujioka-san." He stretched out his laptop to Haruhi. Perplexed as she was, she took the computer from him.

Watching him oddly, he slowly raised his hand to his head. "Kyouya-sempai?" She went closer to him.

Haruhi saw in full detail that his eyes were closed tightly as if in pain, and he began to fall towards her in slow motion.

"Kyouya-sempai!" She cried, and they both crumpled to the floor.

He lay motionless as Haruhi shook him.

Then, chaos ensued.

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A.N. That's the first chapter. Oh-my-golly-wow... this is my second fic with Kyouya getting sick. gasp I'm such a sadist. Anyway, if you're interested, you can see my other story if you just click on my pen name and you'll see a link. It's more serious than this one though full of certfied fluff. XD