"Yes, Milord?" Kyoya asked with hatered in his voice.
I was 3 a.m. When Tamiki told him to come over. It was now 3:45 and Kyoya wasn't really in a pleasing mood, for he was never much of a morning person. What pissed him off the most is how "Milord" thought he could call a meeting when ever it stricked his fancy.
"I think it's about time we took Haruhi away, too many boys chasing after her..." Tamiki started to rant, pacing back and forth.
Kyoya tightened his lips, trying not to show the club president his gritted teeth. Tamiki's unhealthy obsession with the poor girl set him on edge. He felt that the dim-witted teen cared for no ones feelings but his own. Kyoya always kept a distance from his feelings, but with every glance Tamiki made his heart skip a beat. But he couldn't deal with the one sided conversation going on right now.
"...Maybe a chastity belt would do good..."
"SHUT IT! JUST SHUT IT!," Kyoya screamed. "It's all about Haruhi! What about me?! What about my feelings?!"
Without a single thought, he shouted his feelings, something that would never normally happen. An uncomfortable heat started to slowly rise to his cheeks as he stood embarrassed in front of Tamiki. Shock was the only reaction he could read off the presidents face. Confussion started to appear with every passing second.
"Kyoya? Do you like Haruhi too?" Tamiki asked innocently. "If that's the case, I wouldn't really want to share my little girl, but for you, I'm sure we'll think of something."
"Do you hear me you idiot? It's not all about your precious little girl! Is that all you care about? A girl you haven't even know for that long?"
The ebony haired teen painted in rage before storming out the doors fuming. The dense host club president just stood there still, with a blank stare. He had never seen Kyoya this mad sense middle school when showed his true self for the first time. Tamiki, no matter how hard he tried, couldn't move an inch while in his state of shock.
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