Title: Obviously Oblivious
Fandom: Ouran HSHC
Author: Dignified Madman
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyouya
Rating: Teen
Word count: 601
Summary: Kyouya has plenty of work to do (like usual), but he can't seem to get anything done with Tamaki present.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are the property of Bisco Hatori.

"Merchandise sales are up, excellent. Magazine sales are up as well, perfect. Hm … website hits are down from last month," Kyouya Ootori muttered to himself. As usual, he was keeping a close eye on the statistics of the Host Club. A frown crossed his face as he realized that the page views were much lower than the pervious month. He pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and set out to fix the problem.

As he typed away, he felt a finger poke him on his right shoulder, "Kyouya are you busy?"

He turned around to see the Lord of the Host Club, Tamaki Suou, standing behind him.

Kyouya let out a sigh, "Actually I'm quite busy --"

"PERFECT! Let's go do something, I'm bored," the 'obviously oblivious' Tamaki said.

Kyouya closed his eyes for a moment out of frustration. "I'm sorry to hear that you are bored, but I, on the other hand, actually have work to do."

Tamaki's bottom lip quivered. "Kyoouyaaa…"

"What?" Kyouya's eye began to twitch, which was not a good sign.

"I'm boreeed!"

Kyouya adjusted his glasses and grit his teeth. "Isn't there someone else you can bother?"

"No," the other said, playing with his index fingers, "Haruhi and the twins are working on a project for class, Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai are off somewhere, and Renge scares me."

Kyouya turned back to his computer, "And I've got work to do. If you want you can watch me."

Much to his surprise, Tamaki stood over his shoulder and quietly watched him. Kyouya let out a sigh of relief. Maybe now he could get some work done. He opened up the Host Club website and scrolled through the pages, taking a mental note of what needed updating.

He barely got through the second page before he heard the familiar whine from Tamaki, "Kyoooouyaaa, can you get off the computer?"

"If I get off for ten minutes will you then leave me alone?"

Tamaki jumped up his fist in the air. He landed in Kyouya's arms, "Whoopee! I'll leave you alone I promise!"

Kyouya let out another sigh, "Ten minutes onl—" His words were cut off by Tamaki's lips on his own. Kyouya was so shocked that he let go of Tamaki, who was dumped unceremoniously onto the ground.

Kyouya instantly turned red from embarrassment. He looked around quickly to make sure that no one had seen. If this got back to his father he would lose everything.

"Oww! Kyouya, that hurt," Tamaki pouted on the ground.

Tamaki didn't seem embarrassed. Did he not care that his actions could have cost Kyouya his future?

"Tamaki! What did you do that for?" Kyouya's eyes were like swirling portals of hell that were burning into Tamaki's soul.

"I'm sorry," he said losing all colour and slinked into a corner filled with ominous clouds.

Watching Tamaki slink off did not give Kyouya the satisfaction he was hoping for. He lifted his hand to his lips. He still felt a tingling sensation from where Tamaki's lips previously were. The feeling wasn't so bad, it was actually quite nice. Kyouya's cheeks began to turn red again, but this time he was ashamed of how he treated Tamaki. He looked over at his friend and wondered what he could do to apologize.

Kyouya walked over to Tamaki's corner and kneeled down beside him. Kyouya took a deep breath and leaned towards Tamaki. He closed his eyes and planted a tender kiss on Tamaki's lips. He could feel the life return to Tamaki and he couldn't help but smile.