This chapter was uploaded previously on AFTERSCHOOL LOVE. but i am making this part a completely different story because i think their adventures in france could be a story on its own!

You don't HAVE to read Afterschool Love~ though i think this story might make a bit more sense if you did.

:)

The doorbell rang, releasing a melodic ding; they could hear footsteps from the other side. Slowly walking their way, the door opened slowly to reveal a beautiful blonde woman who was an inch or two shorter than Tamaki. She had stunning purple eyes, and in truth she really did look a lot like Tamaki, or rather, Tamaki looked a lot like her. But then again how could he not, she was his mother, her eyes widened in surprise.

"T-Tamaki!" she screamed as they embraced in a loving hug, tears ran down her cheeks and Tamaki ran his fingers through her hair. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, when she pulled away and stepped into the house, she motioned for us to come in as well. We walked into the house and into the parlor where Tamaki and Kyoya sat down next to each other. Tamaki's mother sat on the other couch across from them. When she had wiped her tears from her face she took a deep breath.

"Tamaki, why are you here? You aren't allowed to see me you know that. And who is your friend here?" she said calmly, but with a bit of anxiety in her voice as well.

"First of all, this is Kyoya." Tamaki said as he pointed toward him, Kyoya stretched out his arm and shook this lady's hand.

"I'm Kyoya, and you are?" He figured it was better to stick with first names, just in case she knew any of the Otori family; she smiled graciously tilting her head slightly to the side.

"You can just call me auntie." She said, ummm…auntie? It didn't seem like the proper thing to call her but, if she insisted. Their hands pulled away from each other's and her gaze was directed at Tamaki.

"So Tamaki, do you mind telling me exactly why you're here?" she said. Tamaki twiddled with his fingers not looking at his mother as he tried to say something.

"W-well, you see…ummm…." Tamaki hadn't really planned what he was going to tell his mother when he saw her.

"It's my fault, though as many resources as I have, I wasn't able to use any of them, nor was I able to use my credit cards. Its possibility that they might track us through them and unfortunately we used all the money I could get for airline tickets. Tamaki told me there was some place we could stay here, but I had no idea it was his mother's." Kyoya said. She looked very shocked and confused, her eyes widened and it was obvious that a bunch of different theories stormed in her head. But Kyoya highly doubted that any of them were right.

"Why- or shall I say what are you two running away from? Did you have dealings with some sort of gang, or big time industry? Are you on the run because of something that happened to your father? Or maybe-" she paused and looked at both of them; Kyoya had a blunt expression while Tamaki was much more lively. She grinned, wondering what their reactions would be.

"Or maybe- you two are eloping together!" she shouted, Kyoya remained absolutely dull, as she announced her theory, Kyoya was impressed that she was able to guess correctly. While Tamaki stared in absolute shock at his mother, stuttering on different letters as he thought of ways to deny it before Kyoya spoke up.

"I must say I am quite surprised that you were able to guess correctly." Kyoya said expressionlessly. Tamaki looked at him in disbelief, how was he supposed to explain this to his mother? But, his mother smiled happily as they all sat there.

"This is so exciting!" she said, "Though it is quite irresponsible of you two, wasn't there any other way?" Kyoya pushed back his glasses and stared at the woman who Tamaki resembled so much.

"There wasn't, though I do think we should go back, now that I think back on our actions I do admit that it was a bit much." Kyoya said.

"What do you mean Kyoya?" Tamaki said as he stared into those onyx eyes, Kyoya sighed.

"I think we should go back." He repeated.

"But what would we tell everyone?"

"We'll just tell them that I had a bit of a breakdown and needed to clear my mind." Kyoya said quickly. Tamaki raised one eyebrow and looked at Kyoya in disbelief.

"As if they would believe that Kyoya, you're not the type who has breakdowns."

"I know, but everyone has to have one eventually right, they'll have to believe us. They wouldn't even consider the truth."

"But, Kyoya, you do realize your father will send you to America if you go back." Tamaki said, pleading for him to stay. Kyoya put his hand on Tamaki's chin, and pulled his face closer.

"I could never leave you Tamaki, and I never will, I'll be with you no matter what."

"Kyoya i-" Tamaki stopped in mid-sentence as he snapped back into reality, as he realize that his mother was watching them. Her hands cover her mouth as she sniffed back tears.

"How sweet!" she said, interrupting their moment.

"So what are you two going to do, you realize that if your grandmother found out you were here, you wouldn't be allowed to be the heir of the Suoh company. But you're welcome to stay here until you make up your minds." She said.

"Thank you mother." Tamaki said gratefully.

"Of course, well you two can take the room upstairs, you must be a bit jet-lagged. Tamaki you know where it is right."

"Yes, mother" Tamaki said as he stood up, and Kyoya followed. He walked up a staircase and into a hallway that was quite bright, but not by the amount of light in the room. It was really happy; it was like what a real home should feel like. Kyoya was taken aback by the amount of liveliness there was in this home. They reached a door and Tamaki turned the handle revealing a small white room that had a yellow tint within the paint. It also had a window that looked over the beautiful green scenery; Tamaki pulled the light green curtains closed. There was a full sized bed in the room with plain white sheets, and a bulky pastel green comforter. The floor was a tan carpet, and there was of course a desk, a bookshelf, and a dresser, all were wood. Tamaki yawned and jumped in to the bed not bothering to change his clothes.

"You coming in Kyoya? " he said, I sighed and slid into bed with my lover wrapping my arms around his waist, we both slowly fell asleep wondering what we were going to do.

Sri it was so short, anyway...Please review!!!