Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, Bisco Hatori does. Also Pictures of You is owned by The Last Goodnight.
A/N: Sorry if the characters or OOC. This is my first real attempt at a Yaoi.
This is the clock upon the wall
This is the story of us all
This is the first sound of a new born child before he starts to crawl
This is the war that's never won
This is a soldier and his gun
This is the mother waiting by the phone
Praying for her son
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Hung upon your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Remind us all of what we used to be
Kyouya sighed and tried to act irritated. He just couldn't act angry around his favorite blonde. The fact of the matter was it was harder to keep his and Tamaki's relationship a secret. The blonde just had too many pictures of the two together and the fact that Haruhi wasn't stupid made it harder. They made her promise not to tell but Haruhi's boyfriend, Hikaru, was always pressing her for information.
Kyouya was typing on his laptop when he opened one of his favorite pictures. It was a picture of him and Tamaki relaxing after everyone went home. He was sitting on the couch and Tamaki was lying across it with his head on Kyouya's lap and Kyouya was running his hands through the golden locks. Haruhi had snuck back into the room and took the picture and emailed it to him. She was pissed that day and sent the picture with a message of "I have blackmail too." Later she would apologize and comment on how cute the couple was.
There is a drug that cures it all
Blocked by the governmental wall
We are the scientists inside the lab just waiting for the call
This earthquake weather has got me shaking inside I'm high up and dry
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Hung upon your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Remind us all of what we used to be
It was now a rare moment Kyouya got where he could be alone in his room now. The thing he was thankful for was that no one ever came into his room anymore by his request. He himself had pictures of him and his now lover in elegant frames on his desk and on his wall. He loved the half French, half Japanese prince like figure.
Confess to me every secret moment
Every stolen promise you believe
Confess to me all the lies between us
All that lies between you and me
At first it started as a lie the nope all we are, is best friends type of lie. Nothing more, nothing less. It killed Kyouya to have to deny it all but it was the only way he thought things could work. It happened so fast. They were in a car together and Tamaki kept looking at him. When he got ticked off he would shout, "WHAT?!" Tamaki had the cutest blush rise in his checks. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad." For once Kyouya felt bad for snapping. Then it dawned on him, Tamaki looked like he was dejected and depressed and that hurt Kyouya.
Kyouya looked at the boy and gave a rare shy smile, "Tamaki, come here." The boy moved over the seat to the black haired boy. Kyouya grabbed Tamaki's face and planted a small, innocent kiss on the lips. The blonde returned it happily.
We are the boxers in the ring
We are the bells that never sing
There is a title we can't win no matter how hard we must swing
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Hung upon your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you,
Pictures of me,
Remind us all of what we could have been
(Could have been) (Could have been)
Pictures of you pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been (could have been)
Kyouya smiled when his phone rang and picked it up knowing it was his boyfriend. He just hopped this lasted and he wouldn't have to think back with sadness. He was content with all the whispers of nothing and all the 'I love you' moments they shared.