Warning: This is a yaoi fic, the 'M' says it all, so if you don't like man love the 'back' button is a click away :D . Tamaki x Kyoya x Tamaki. Yuzuru/Yoshio.

This was written by me and my friend (nitwittie on FFnet) when we were high on Ouran episode 24 and 26 hahaha. We were playing Round-robin with the boys ;)

Also, the full uncensored version is at my Livejournal Yukishuii , just in case anyone else want to blow their mind out. Its chaps 1-5.

Summary: Kyoya and Tamaki decide to hit it off with each other after the Ouran high festival, resulting to another kind of relationship in their lives. But it wont be easy for these two boys when both their fathers find out. TamaxKyo , YuzuruxYoshio

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"Tamaki..."Kyoya whispered, watching in silent agony as his love danced the night away in the arms of Haruhi.

"Suki da..."

"Tama-Dake." Kyoya suppressed his feelings. "I'll wait," he whispered quietly. "I'll wait."

Tamaki sneezed delicately. His brow furrowed slightly. As if he were affected by a gravitational pull, his vibrant eyes roamed through the crowd to rest on the lithe form of Kyoya.

"Kyoya," Tamaki muttered a bittersweet taste on his tongue. "You're not too late, Kyoya."

Kyoya, shocked, stepped back when he saw Tamaki look at him. What?

Gods, Tamaki looked splendid in the crowd but what? What did he say? Should he, Kyoya Ootori, walk closer and ask?

He felt a little scared though. Why didn't the man continue dancing with Haruhi? He pushed his glassed up and walked coolly closer towards Tamaki.

Tamaki met his stare and excused himself from Haruhi's company. He walked forward to meet Kyoya halfway.

Haruhi frowned at Tamaki but shrugged and went to find the refreshments.

"Arigato, Kyoya," Tamaki said pleasantly. "I know you were the reason why Haruhi reached me in time."

Kyoya shrugged, cool as a cucumber. "You do now? Well for once you're not such an idiot now are you? You made the whole club worried. I personally felt like killing you. But that would waste my time wouldn't it?" Even if he sounded calm, his heart beated 100 times faster than it usually did.

If he had the guts he would have gone closer to Tamaki. Would there be merit in trying that out?

Tamaki beamed and glomped Kyoya. "Mon Ami! Mon Ami! Mon Ami! Kyoya!"

Kyoya couldn't help it. He smiled and hugged the clinging Tamaki. The blond stopped and stepped back a little. They stared at each other, entranced.

"Tamaki."

"Kyouya."

Tamaki wasn't surprised Kyoya hugged him. It was rare, oh yes. But, it was different this time. What was he to do? He didn't know exactly. All he knew was that Kyoya was taking up much of his mind that moment. All he was thinking of was Kyoya.

"Kyoya I-" He started to say, and then stopped. Would Kyoya think he was nuts? They were BFF's for like FOREVER; Kyoya could stand anything he did. But this was just overboard.

Kyoya raised his brows, still entranced by the beautiful looking blonde in front of him. "Tamaki" he said in a breathy voice.

"I want to show you something," Tamaki said quickly.

He grabbed Kyoya by the hand and dragged him off to the gazebo he and Haruhi had once hidden in .Kyoya frowned.

"I've been here before, Tamaki. What is it that you want to show me? "Kyoya sighed impatiently as Tamaki pulled him behind the gazebo and into a clearing.

"Look at the stars!" Tamaki whispered in awe.

Kyoya stared at Tamaki, "The stars? Tamaki there are people waiting for us at the festival," he said impatiently. "We can look at the stars-." Tamaki grabbed his face and turned it up to see the stars.

"The stars Kyoya! The stars! It's so sparkly!" Tamaki said.

Kyoya was forced to see the stars. He blinked as the light from it glinted against his glasses.

He smiled. "Yeah…sparkly."

Tamaki looked at Kyoya and licked his lips nervously. "Kyoya?"

Kyoya faced Tamaki, eyebrow arched. "What it is?"

Tamaki suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to Kyoya's. Just as soon as it began, it was over.

Tamaki looked vaguely ashamed of his actions. "Gomen ne."

Kyoya blinked.

Tamaki fretted. Oh shit, he thought, I did something very, very bad. "Sorry Kyoya, you could ignore that hahaha."

Kyoya blinked a couple more times. Tamaki fretted some more.

Alas Kyoya said, "How can ignore something like that?" He pulled Tamaki's sleeve so the boy stumbled closer to him. When he did, he kissed Tamaki. "Or that?"

"Why?" Tamaki whispered, eyes avoiding Kyoya's. "I've caused you so much trouble...why?"

Kyoya sighed. This was not going to be easy. "Tamaki, you have never caused me more trouble than I could handle and even then it was far from a bother. I care for you, Tamaki. You were my first real friend. There is something about you that makes people feel special. I don't know how to convey my feelings."

Tamaki smiled at that. "Arigato, Kyoya. You think too highly of me sometimes."

Kyoya smiled, "Baka, Tamaki," he said touching his cheek, "The time when I don't want you to realize your mistakes you realize it. When we want you to, you don't. You're the worst ever."

Tamaki's hand went to cover Kyoya's, which was on his cheek and he nuzzled into it. "But you like me?"

Kyoya seriously couldn't help but give him that smile, the smile only meant for Tamaki. "More than you know it. More than my merits and even more than my investments."

Tamaki's eyes widened, then he laughed. Kyoya frowned. "What?!"

The blond laughed happily. "I think you know how to handle this pretty well. Kyoya! Mon ami! Mon ami!" His voice dropped into a whisper as his lips were yet again against Kyoya's. "Mon ami"

Kyoya licked at Tamaki's lips, asking for entry. The soft, petal-like, lips parted and their tongues met. Tamaki moaned as Kyoya's tongue traces his teeth and set his own organ on fire. Kyoya pulled back and kissed down the exposed throat, smirking as another moan was caressed out of Tamaki's throat.

"That feels nice," absentmindedly muttered Tamaki. His hands snuck up around Kyoya's back.

Kyoya's arms went around Tamaki's waist and pulled the blond closer to him as he continued kissing Tamaki's throat. He then licked the nape of his neck causing ripples of pleasure down Tamaki's spine.

Tamaki clung onto Kyoya as he moaned in pleasure.

"Kyoya...we can't, not now, not here," Tamaki breathed.

Kyoya's glasses flashed in amusement. "We should depart hastily then."

"What about the guests?" Tamaki cried in horror, forgetting about his previous arousal for the moment.

Kyoya pressed his leg in between Tamaki's eliciting a gasp. "I thought so. Let's go, Tamaki. Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai can take care of the guests."

"We have more important things to worry about." Kyoya's smirk was positively wicked.

Tamaki blinked a little aroused. "But the guests"

Kyoya sighed. "Okay Tamaki, choose the guests or this?" It was obvious from his previous answer what Tamaki wanted.

Tamaki looked up at him, his purple eyes clearly full of lust. "Of course you," he breathed against his neck pressing his lips against Kyoya's neck.

Kyoya wicked smirk was on. "Perfect. And can I say what idiots we are for putting on so much of clothes?"

"It's okay, I like undressing. It's refreshing and gives me a reason to put on new clothes." Tamaki ignored the rolling of Kyoya's eyes.

"I'll have my driver take us to my home," Kyoya said.

He grabbed Tamaki's wrist and walked briskly towards the car. The driver was leaning against the car, much to their relief. Tamaki quickly got into the car, followed by Kyoya.

"Take us back and quick," Kyoya ordered the driver, and of course he did as he was told.

On the way back Tamaki, being the imp he was couldn't wait and obviously decided to lean in and capture Kyoya's lips, like he did not have enough of it. He peeled off his own coat first, it was getting hot. He pressed his palm against Kyoya's chest and slid down to feel him.

Thank goodness there was a black screen divider between the backseat and the driver.

Kyoya caught Tamaki's wrist and pulled him into his lap. "How very naughty of you."

"Perhaps you should punish me?" Tamaki buried his face into Kyoya's shoulder.

Kyoya ran a hand down Tamaki's neck and sharply tugged it close to his own face. "Believe me, I will."

Tamaki bit his lip and shifted his hips. Kyoya grunted and chuckled when Tamaki's eyes grew wide at the hard length poking him.

"Kyoya-sama, we have arrived," called the driver through the intercom.

Tamaki flung open the door into the driver's surprised face and pulled Kyouya out of the car. They raced to Kyoya's room, unable to prevent themselves from kissing madly.

Kyoya's back hit against his closed door with a thud.

"I should keep the door open often to prevent miscalculations like these." Kyoya said ignoring the pain on his back.

Tamaki laughed and he turned the knob and opened the door to Kyoya's luxurious room. The bed was just a few feet from them. He wrapped his arms around Kyoya's slim waist. Kyoya leaned over to lock his door. "Can't be too careful."

Tamaki couldn't help but bite and suck at his neck when he leaned over to lock to door, "Always calculations, so cute." Then he dragged Kyoya all the way to fall on his bed.

Kyoya grunted at the impact and Tamaki's weight. That was soon forgotten as Tamaki quickly straddled his hips and ripped open his shirt. Kyoya refrained from wincing as the buttons flew off in all directions and hit him in the face.

Tamaki chuckled before licking his face slowly. Kyoya decided it didn't hurt so much anymore. He sat up slightly and allowed the shirt to be pulled off completely.

Kyoya's upper body was now completely exposed. Tamaki slid his tongue from his face all the way down to his throat where he bit and sucked, leaving a nice sweet mark. He continued sliding his tongue slowly to Kyoya's chest. Where he left a trail of butterfly kisses.

Kyoya moaned and sat back a little, his hands flat on the bed as Tamaki continued tasting him. He then moved to Kyoya's left nipple where he licked once. He chuckled when he saw Kyoya flinch a little.

Tamaki moaned inwardly. He had wanted to make Kyoya lose control and now he had just found Kyoya's weak spot. Humming lowly, Tamaki's breath ghosted over the erect nipple before he began to nibble at it, eliciting needy moans from Kyoya.

Kyoya was breathing heavily now. Tamaki moved his head to please the other nipple. If this went on Kyoya would definitely loose control at this point. And he didn't want that to happen so soon.

His hands went up to Tamaki's shirt and he started unbuttoning it. Tamaki being a good sport helped him take it off, his mouth still on Kyoya's nipple. Once that was off both of them were half naked. Not really enough, Kyoya thought as his hands attacked Tamaki's pants.

Tamaki grinned wickedly and raised his hips before shucking the pants. Kyoya's eyes travelled to the large bulge in Tamaki's silk pink boxers. The pink hurt Kyoya's eyes, which gave him more incentive to remove them. He vaguely wondered where Tamaki had found the boxers, but lost control of his thoughts once the boxers were gone.

Kyoya stared. Tamaki bit his lip and shifted nervously. "Like?"

Kyoya, as usual kept his cool when he saw Tamaki's well lengthy cock. But honestly, inside he just lost it.

Tamaki was nervous; he was getting even harder with Kyoya's dark eyes on him. "We..Well.."

Kyoya then leaned all the way down and licked the head of it. "Better than the pink boxers."

Tamaki arched into Kyoya's tongue and groaned. "Kyoya."

Kyoya got the hint and slowly licked down the erection, flattening his tongue in the process. Tamaki whimpered at the rough texture that was slowly driving him up the wall.

"More."

"You're being selfish, Tama-chan," Kyoya purred. Without warning he dipped his head low and swallowed the length of the cock.

Tamaki screamed.

Tamaki couldn't take it, it was just too much, and Kyoya's hot slick wet mouth engulfing his hard throbbing cock.

He was going to die damn soon if Kyoya didn't stop .Kyoya then continued sucking on Tamaki. Kyoya himself was on the edge but of course he'd show none of that.

Tamaki thrust his hips up making Kyoya take it all.

Kyoya pulled back, gagging slightly. He gave Tamaki's cock a quick lick then pulled Tamaki into a deep kiss.

"I want you in me," Kyoya said, voice husky.

Tamaki flushed. "I've never..."

"I know." Kyoya pulled Tamaki on top of him. "I'll guide you through it."

He grabbed a tube of lubricant from the side drawer. Uncapping the lid, Kyoya poured a liberal amount onto Tamaki's fingers.

Tamaki blinked at Kyoya when he put a certain liquid in his hands.

Kyoya quickly threw off his pants and boxers and nearly killed Tamaki – his soul just flew out of his body.

"You like?" it was Kyoya's turn to smirk. He guided Tamaki's lubed hand down, down till Kyoya's pretty hole.

"Just put it in," Kyoya said breathlessly.

"How-, how do you know this?!" Tamaki asked a bit surprised. He was still unsure but he couldn't deny that Kyoya was fucking hot right this instant and he could come any moment now.

"I'm Ootori Kyoya, I know everything." He gave a devious smile.

Oh that just killed Tamaki; He captured Kyoya's lips as he pushed his middle finger in gently at first.

Kyoya pulled away from the kiss. "Faster Tamaki, I won't break."

Tamaki obliged and pushed his finger in a tad more forcefully. Kyoya's hands fisted in the sheets as he bucked into the finger. It was Tamaki's turn to smirk. He twisted his finger sharply and watched, mesmerized, as Kyoya twitched.

"Tamaki," Kyoya panted. "Put more put more fingers in."

Tamaki bit his lip and nodded.

Pushing another finger in, Tamaki watched as Kyoya writhed. The blond was clearly enjoying this but he was careful.

"More, Tamaki. Faster!"

He added a third finger and began scissoring them, he pushed in deeper as Kyoya demanded. Opening the man further, it was like Tamaki pushed a button when his fingers hit bulls-eye. Kyoya tried his best to stifle his cry but it came out loud and clear.

Tamaki grinned wolfishly and repeated struck that spot, delighted at the cries that echoed in the room.

Kyoya shook slightly as he opened his eyes to look at Tamaki. "I'm ready."

He poured lube onto his palm and coated Tamaki's cock.

Tamaki braced himself, and then with a deep breath he pushed his cock into Kyoya. The head had breached the sphincter, the rest of Tamaki's length slid in easier.

Tamaki felt himself slide into Kyoya, freak damn, this was hot, his whole cock was now inside of Kyoya and he was tight. He waited a few seconds as he slid himself right in, making sure not to hurt Kyoya at all.

Kyoya gripped the bed sheets like he depended on it. "Tamaki." He pleaded for Tamaki to thrust more. He moved his hips up indicating he was all right.

Tamaki got the point; he withdrew and thrust back in. The first thrust wasn't so smooth; it was fine because Kyoya still wanted it. The second thrust was a bit better. The third thrust caused a huge friction between them.

Kyoya's back arched as he screamed in want. Tamaki thrust faster, his pace evening out eventually. Every other thrust his Kyoya's sweat spot causing stars to appear in front of his eyes.

Kyoya shakily pulled off the glasses that had gotten fogged up. He had forgotten to take them off, thankfully no damage had occurred. He threw them from the bed as Tamaki thrust again. So much for undamaged.

Tamaki was losing control as he continued slamming himself inside Kyoya. This was a new sensation to him and it was frickin' awesome.

"Kyoya, you're so good," he managed to say in between thrusts. His hands slid in between Kyoya's as he gripped them and continued thrusting.

Kyoya gripped his hand receiving every end of the thrust, he was feeling pleasure and pain right now and had more stars now when Tamaki's other free hand went over his neglected cock and started pumping him.

"Kyoya," Tamaki began. "I'm going to!"

Kyoya squeezed down on the cock and smiled as Tamaki shot his load into his abused arse. He slid out with a wet plop. Tamaki's hand was limply stroking the neglected cock. Kyoya wrapped his free hand around Tamaki's and they both massaged the swollen erection until Kyoya lost control.

Cum coated their bellies as they lay together in a state of bliss.

"Kyoya? Can I...lick it?" Tamaki asked hesitantly, looking at the sticky white substance coating his lover's skin.

"It's what the poor people do," Kyoya mentioned with a shrug. "Apparently they don't have warmed, damp handkerchiefs ready for them to use so they just lick it off."

Tamaki looked scandalized. "We can't let Haruhi go through such a thing!"

Kyoya rolled his eyes, "Yes, you go tell her that."

Tamaki chuckled looking at him. "I guess we have to? We're her parents." He winked.

Tamaki walked his fingers on Kyoya's flat stomach, "So I can't lick it?" he asked. "And I realllyyyy want to ask where the heck you get all this information, but I guess I have to thank that pineapple laptop of yours." He laughed.

Kyoya whacked him upside the head. "Baka."

Tamaki smiled warmly. "But...I'm your baka, ne?"

Kyoya's lips twitched upwards into a smile. "Yes."

Their lips met for a softer kiss then they had even exchanged. Tamaki nibbled on Kyoya's lower lip then rolled off of him to retrieve a damp cloth.

He wiped Kyoya clean then hurriedly scrubbed off the quickly drying substance.

Kyoya sat up looking at Tamaki. The blond was indeed sweet and enchanting. He would truly enjoyed moments like these.

Tamaki smiled up at him, okay so, they were 'something' now right? He didn't know and he was shy to ask. But after what he just did with Kyoya what the hell was he shy for anyways? The shadow King was cool as ever!

Then his eyes widened. "The host club! They'll wonder where we ran off too, Haruhi!!!"

Kyoya rolled his eyes and reached over the bed to where his pants lay. He pulled out his cell phone from one of the pockets and dialed Hikaru's number.

"Something came up, Hikaru. I trust that you have kept the guests entertained? Good. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye."

Tamaki bounced. "So? How's Haruhi? What about the guests? Have the twins done something perverted?"

Kyoya stared at Tamaki, even after sex, STILL so frickin BOUNCY.

"Everyone's fine Tamaki. Calm down." Kyoya of course couldn't do any weird bouncing as his ass couldn't take bouncing right now.

"Oh no, don't you think we should go back? And like make an appearance, this is the first time I'm missing something like this. And what if the twins did something perverted?" He gasped dramatically, "Oh no! What if they did!?"

Kyoya put his glasses back and stared again at his seriously stupid boyfriend.

"I am not moving from this bed until morning so I suggest you get comfortable, Tamaki," Kyoya said sternly.

"But you're impossible to wake in the morning." Tamaki pouted.

A quick glare from Kyoya had the blond sitting on a corner of the bed, sulking. Kyoya took off his glasses and got comfortable. Just as he closed his eyes, Tamaki snuggled into him and whispered, "Love you."

Kyoya opened his eyes a little and looked at the blond who got awfully comfy near him. It was cold out and the heat they had from cuddling was just perfect.

So, Suou Tamaki loved him. Kyoya smiled, he just knew whatever he wanted, he got. This one was just slightly unexpected.

He turned snuggling closer to the blonde and raised his hand to put it around Tamaki. Just as the blond was dozing off and nearly facing dreamland he heard from afar something he never heard Kyoya say before.

"I love you too."

TBC…

A/n: Hehehe, xD Hope you people like that. And we're working on a sequel… a Tamaki Kyoya wedding. Hahaha. Yes, We are still on crack. :D Much love to this pairing :D.