A/N: Thank you to my new editor Annon Amos! You are the best. Oh and by the way, to anyone who is following me although I doubt there are many, I seemed to have recaptured my muse and she is now hidden in a safe space where she cannot get away again! Now to the story~
Takashi Morinozuka glanced over his shoulder, trying to ignore the person across the room. He turned his head back towards Mitskuni so he could listen to what he was talking about but his eyes continued to stray to him, the one person who drove him to distraction with every moment and seemed to be completely oblivious to it. He could hardly stand to be so close to him, but there was no way Takashi was going to quit the host club and leave Mitskuni by himself. He would never let the other male have that kind of power over him. 'I am in control of my own fate, I can ignore him until I graduate.' Takashi thought to himself as his eyes strayed over to him yet again and much to his disgust.
'Damn you Kyoya Ootori. Why do you affect me so and how can you possibly not notice your effect on me? You're supposed to know everything.' He thought to himself angrily, not realizing that Mitskuni had grown silent and was staring at him. He was so lost in his thoughts that he had been staring at his empty teacup for ten minutes.
"Mori-Sempai, are you alright?" Kyoya asked, glancing up from his black book at him. Takashi bit back a snarl and a scowl, wondering how the younger male could tell that he was completely lost in thought and obviously bothered, but he didn't realize that he was the whole reason he was flustered in the first place. He just nodded his head distractedly, not caring what the rest of the club thought.
"Takashi…" He heard Mitskuni say quietly. Takashi looked up at the smaller boy of whom he was very fond of and tilted his head to the side, wordlessly asking what he wanted to know. Mitskuni's eyes darted to Kyoya then back to his eyes. He could see the unanswered questions rising up in Mitskuni and knew that if he didn't take care of his problem with Kyoya soon he would have to talk to Mitskuni about it. He sighed and glanced over to Kyoya again. 'What could I possibly say to him?' He wondered as he refilled his teacup and took a sip before reaching over and absentmindedly wiping some cake off of Mitskuni's face. The smaller boy giggled and that made a small smile grace his face. He knew that no matter what happened he would always have Mitskuni and he would take care of the smaller boy.
'I'm really sick of these frivolous girls.' He thought to himself as he looked at all the girls who were fawning over Tamaki and Mitskuni. He smiled as one of the girls talked to him but he remained as silent as was normal. He tried not to look at Kyoya but he was having problems not looking at the boy who was so intriguing in his own way and almost… graceful. He sighed to himself, making sure it was silent and looked away from Kyoya. 'Maybe if I could stop looking at him I wouldn't be getting so flustered.' Takashi supposed as he relaxed against the couch. He knew that if he could just relax the day would be over soon enough and then he could forget about everything… especially Kyoya.
"Takashi…? Takashi let's go home." Mitskuni said, grabbing his attention. Takashi looked at the smaller boy and nodded. He stood up and grabbed Mitskuni's bag, ready to leave.
"Mori-Sempai? Would you still like me to come over to help you with your work you asked about?" Kyoya asked, sounding just like his normal self.
Takashi stiffened slightly and took a deep breath. "Yeah." He answered before walking out of the room, hearing Kyoya tell him he would be over around seven. 'Thank God tomorrow is the beginning of the weekend and I won't have to be around him again until Monday.' He thought as he followed Mitskuni, listening to him babble. He nodded his head and smiled at the appropriate times but he still wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying.
Once Takashi got home he went straight to his bedroom and fell face first into his bed. He was glad that his mother and gather were never around to bother him and the only person who ever visited him was Mitskuni. He thought about Kyoya and what he would do when he came to help him with the work he had been "struggling" with. "I can't believe I told him I needed help with this… I'm sure I could do it by myself but it was something to talk about." He grumbled as he made something to eat.
Shortly after he ate he heard a knock on the door. He looked at the clock and shook his head, knowing who would be standing on the other side of the door. He opened the door and gestured for Kyoya to come in, not saying anything. He noticed that the other had some books with him and flinched slightly, thinking he should have grabbed his books. "I'll go get my books." He said gruffly after showing him to the table they would be doing homework on.
Takashi ran upstairs quickly and grabbed everything he needed and took them back downstairs. He listened as Kyoya explained what to do but he wasn't really paying attention like he should have been. He made idle notes, wanting to look like he was paying attention when his eyes continued to be drawn to Kyoya's hands and his lips as he was speaking.
"Does that make sense Mori-Sempai?" He asked, making Takashi blink. He nodded his head even though he had no idea what they had been talking about. Kyoya sighed and closed his book before looking up at him with folded hands.
"Would you like to tell me what is bothering you?" He asked, and Takashi didn't know what to say. "You have been trying hard not to look at me and have been even quieter than usual. What is bothering you?" Kyoya asked, making sure to hold his attention by looking him in the eye, wanting to make sure he knew he was being serious.
"Kyoya…" Takashi said warningly, not wanting to start this conversation. Not now, not ever. Kyoya just looked at him and was giving him an encouraging look to tell him what he was thinking about. Takashi sighed softly and was suddenly across the table, pulling Kyoya out of his chair. He pushed him against the wall and saw the younger man wince slightly but he wouldn't look away and he wasn't showing any fear. "This is exactly what's wrong." He growled before pressing his lips against Kyoya's in a bruising kiss.