Shitsui no

(Heartbroken)

By: Kibou32

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.

Summary: Tamaki Suoh is behaving a bit 'weird', too unlike himself and it has all the Host Club members worried. When Takashi Morinonisuka and Mitsukuni Hunny stumble upon Tamaki at the library late at night one evening they are somewhat shocked as they didn't know he even liked to go to the library. Then Tamaki disappears for 3 weeks. When he comes back, he is extremely antisocial to the club members and disregards any attempt by the twins to approach him for a game. What has happened to Tamaki to make him change?

Pairings: Mori + Hunny, Tamaki + Kyouya, Tamaki + Mori.

Ratings: NC-17

Genre: Angst, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, and a bit of romance.

Foreword

Life is never like you want it to be. For any of the Host Club Members, the only constant in their otherwise busy lifes was their mutual friend Tamaki Suoh. The way he had rounded them up in a club to host... it was brilliant in itself. He was a genius that hid himself behind the dramatic idiot persona. There was a thought none of them had ever dwelled in too much... how many faces did Tamaki have? They were about to find out.

Part I

Everything was set in motion leaving Kyouya Ohtori tranquil enough to let a little loose. He was invariably drawn to the central force that glued them all together... Suoh Tamaki. He was perturbed to know that lately he didn't understand Tamaki that much. He didn't know what was wrong with him as before Tamaki told him everything without even a prompt from the usual Kyouya method of just listening half-heartedly at everything Tamaki ever said. Recently though, Suoh had been too tight-lipped. He didn't speak of anything towards them and most certainly did not laugh. He was quite silent in class unless he was personally asked anything from the teachers.

Usually Kyouya was of the mind of letting sleeping dogs lie, but this was different. When he had decided that the rather serious air that encased the blond lately these days, he was rebuffed for invitations for lunch. If Tamaki had ever noticed anything lately as Kyouya was actually doing himself about said blond, he would've noticed that Kyouya, if ever; volunteered to pay for lunch willingly. But lately, the blond was either found in the library studying like there was no tomorrow or sleeping in the chaise that was in the music room an hour or two before the host club began. This had Kyouya spending precious amount of time wondering why his friend was acting this way.

It was when he decided enough was enough and thought to himself that he would ask Tamaki the first thing in the morning to find he wasn't even called on roll! He thought that he'd be at the club if he had to go away for something but nothing. Every girl that was his to host was unaccounted for. Apparently, Tamaki had been smart to tell them ahead of time that he'd be going away and for them not to come. Still, the club carried on without their president in their midst and the music room felt very cold. Lonely even.

It was two weeks afterwards that Tamaki's host duties became a burden to Kyouya as he was forced to take action. The girls that were after Tamaki had come expecting to see their favorite with no result. They felt that something were wrong and they expressed their desires to Kyouya, but as he himself knew nothing of what had happened to Tamaki and he had been called on roll and not answered; he kept quiet for awhile and told them that when he were ready he would make it up to them. They were easily appeaced. He was not. When Tamaki tumbled into class late a week later, the teacher didn't comment on his tardiness; Kyouya was incensed. He decided to await until later to berate Tamaki for his abrupt disappearance. Found he couldn't for when classes ended, he was herded away from him as all classes were interrupted for the next two days. And for all of this, he never got a word edgewise into why Tamaki looked so worn out or so ruffled whilst he was usually impeccably dressed.

It was chilly again. Thankfully, both he and Takashi were bundled up pretty nicely as they walked towards the car that awaited them at the school's parking lot. He didn't know why but he looked to the left and was surprised to see three burly and strong men attacking a blond head. His mind quickly revised and he stopped shocked at the thought that there was a high possibility that he knew that blond head and he released Takashi's hand to run towards those men. He had to stop them! Before he knew it he had ran across the garden that withstood between he and that dear blond head that meant a friend. A dear dear friend. He shook the first man away from him and felt his stomach lurch at the thought of what was actually happening. His friend Tamaki Suoh had been raped whilst he had been tranquilly walking out of the school's property grounds. He had been none the wiser and if it hadn't been for a glance out of the corner of his eye, he would have never been able to stop the three bastards who he was fighting for.

As always, his cousin Takashi Morinonisuka was a good guy! Understanding that whatever had attracted his attention was serious business, he could sense how his cousin quickly defended the poor creature lying almost naked on the ground in a puddle of blood. Then when the three bullies had decided that enough was enough and fled, he knelt down on his knees and softly ran his tiny twelve year old looking hands thru the dirty blond hair of his friend. He whispered concerned into Tamaki's ear telling him that everything would be alright. He felt the tremble and the shivers that racked that skinny boy and nodded to his cousin to gently lift their friend up.

Takashi Morinonisuka didn't know what to say or do. As they waited outside of the doctors office, one that Hunny had intuited was Tamaki's personal doctor by finding its phone number on quick dial on his friend's cell phone. It was after midnight and they hadn't eaten. They had called their homes to say something to hold the dogs off from them and settled themselves for the long haul. When Hunny finally had falled asleep with his head on his shoulder, the doctor – around one in the morning – appeared outside and said that she wished this hadn't happened.

Mori nudged his cousin up and together they went into the diligent doctor's office.

"Do any of you both have any idea as to how this happened?" - she asked softly not wanting to wake up her patient for these sort of questions.

"We don't know when it started or how. All we know is when it stopped. We rescued him, but it seemed as it were a little too late..." - Hunny said quietly looking haggard and upset.

"Aa. Are you close friends of Tamaki-kun?" - she asked looking at them both.

"Aa." - Mori responded. He was concerned but dared not to show it. Shinobi never showed their emotions in their faces.

"Do you want to know?" - she asked again looking like she wanted to say it but not knowing if it would ruin her patient-doctor confidentiality bond.

"Aa." - Mori once again said.

"Very well. Tamaki-kun had three deep cut bruises on his sides. Two ribs broken on the left side and a severe looking bruise on his left cheek. I've noticed he is also a bit underweight... and he confided in me that this wasn't the first time he was raped." - she looked to the side not liking what she was about to say.

This notion brought horror filled looks to both of their handsome faces which made the twinge in her heart disappear a little. She knew then that she had done the right thing by telling them of her patient's injuries so far.

"When was the first time? Did he say something about that?" - Hunny asked concerned and a little sick. How was it that they had missed the changes?

"Exactly 29 days ago. It would actually be 30 as it is no longer yesterday but a new day... I did a intensive exam and discovered that those bullies you just saved Tamaki-kun from ripped his anus apart. He confided that he had been bleeding a lot and that going to the bathroom was difficult... I dare not think how he handled this for so long without getting treatment. Due to this, I have thought to send him to the hospital but he begged me not to tell his father. Knowing how his father is I have agreed to not do so, but he needs to be attended and I was wondering if either of you would be up to it?" - she was pleading in her request and both the young men in front of her knew it.

Hunny looked back at Mori and saw how he was stern considering the possibilities. He nodded towards the doctor.

"We agree to take care of him. You can trust us sensei." - Hunny affirmed it.

Mori saw how she smiled gratefully and wondered why the woman looked relieved to know they would do this for Tamaki. He thought he could detect a relationship that went further than just doctor-patient. He didn't question it though, God knew how vulnerable the young man was even more with this new change in his life. He was positive in his belief that Tamaki Suoh needed a constant guardian angel to protect him from all those who wanted to hurt him.

Early friday morning found them at Hunny's insconspicuous and very secret apartment. A gift from one of his first female lovers. Tamaki was right to put Hunny's perspicacious personality to Host. Hunnynonisuka was short and looked like a twelve year old more than anything, but he was a bit of a scoundrel when he had started his sophomore year. Of course no one in Ouran High knew of his escapades with some married women from his father's socialite club. Who knew that women were so weird in that respect?

Since school was out of the question, they ditched in favor of offering some comfort to the still ill Tamaki who was troubled even in his sleep. They were stricken to catch his whimpers and his voice pleading at them to stop. Hunny had even begun to think they needed to dupe him up so he could rest, but Mori told him it was best if they just cuddled him.

Around 5pm, Tamaki awoke looking bedraggled and younger than Mitsukuni was; and this was a bit of a feat since Tamaki usually seemed older and worldly in the way he carried himself. That in itself was something that Mori never thought he'd see come from their king. Still, getting Tamaki not to shy away from him or letting Hunny apply the cream the doctor had instructed them both to put in all the wounds was a bit problematic. He didn't dare raise his blue eyes to them and neither of them really knew how to make atmosphere between them lighter. Including a certain wound that was particularly indecent in Mori's mind. It brought ideas to his head as how he had never put his finger in that particular part of a male's body. For all the apparent adoration that came and went between Mitsukuni and he at the club, they had never engaged in such activities. It was all an act that they had thought up for the club at Tamaki's prodding. Even Mitsukuni only acted this way around in school and the club, but at home he was the diligent and smart for his 'seemingly' young age heir. Even he did not act like a numb shinobi all the time. But in this way... he actually liked to keep his persona away from the eyes of others, it just didn't feel good for him to show emotions for all his enemies to feed upon. He had learnt this at a young age... so he had adapted this into his mask that he put up everyday for school much like the clothes he wore day to day.

Tamaki-kun was so fragile lately that Hunny thought he'd break if they roughed him up a little. They wouldn't of course, but this new Tamaki... vulnerable Tamaki was something both of them were unsure of how to act around. Any response that they usually made towards him at the host club or in any other place was reduced to the cheerful mask that Tamaki wore day in and out. But this new persona... was new to them both. He didn't know how to act or think, and much like Takashi had done earlier he had let the thoughts flow freely loosing his sense of where he was and what he was doing when he heard an excited gasp escape Tamaki's full pink lips. He was startled. He had finally ended the part where he had to apply the medicated lotion that the doctor had given him and then... then his fingers had – without his conscious knowledge – began to tread lightly to Tamaki's scrotum, touching and caressing gently until he had grasped the back of Tamaki's limp sex. Not so limp anymore however... as Takashi had cleared his throat to stop him from going further.. from seducing Tamaki whether he really wanted to or not.

"Hu-hunny-sempai!" - he stopped handling Tamaki's sex and watched as that white skinny but in a way very sensual butt quivered in response to the feelings beginning to crest over him. Tamaki was beginning to get aroused. All this excitement from a few soft feathered touches and Tamaki was aroused! Hunny could not believe it would be that easy to somewhat seduce the younger lad lying somewhat nude before him.

"Mitsukuni!" - was Takashi's heated hiss as he had been lightly treading his fingers again to that tempting ass in front of him.

"Takashi... gomen! I.. I forgot myself!" - and he ran to the bathroom hiding himself from the unexpected heated moment that he had left behind.

An hour later, he was surprisingly approached by his innocent victim.

"Hunny-sempai... I wanted to apologize for my loss of control back there... I..."

"Loss of control?" - he asked confused as to what Tamaki might've meant.

"I... I..." - Tamaki still failed to come up with a good answer, he was that much flustered.

"Mitsukuni. I think what Tamaki was trying to say is that he never felt that way before, correct?" - Mori said quietly making Tamaki flush red all the way down to his naked toes.

"Ah... I... yeah. Funnily enough I was waiting for the right person to give my virginity to.. baka that I was, I wanted to wait for the one who would love me as I'd love that person.." - he felt tears in his eyes and he squeezed them shut trying very hard to keep the tears at bay.

Mori looked back at Hunny with a tight expression on his handsome face. Hunny nodded accordingly and directed his gaze back to Tamaki who was blushing and looking very shy. Mori came closer, standing behind the younger teen feeling for the first time like he were trying to keep all the wrong things that had happened lately away from Tamaki.

"Maa... Tamaki-kun... don't worry about that." - Hunny said leaning over to hug the young man before him using his lolita kawaii voice to make the younger man smile a bit.

"Hunny-sempai..." - Tamaki called out in a whispered voice.

"Aa?"

"Mitsukuni." - came a warning and it was then that he discovered that he had made another blunder. He was cupping Tamaki's sex in his hand –the robe that Tamaki wore had opened slightly and poor Tamaki-kun was exposed.

"GOMEN!" - He yelled feeling embarrassed for some reason. This behavior was unlike himself!!

Tamaki blushed heavily not knowing what to say. All was quiet for a minute or two. Then Tamaki gasped when he cool air on top of his leaking member. The miniscule brush of Mori's shirt with his open robe created a small draft.

"Gomen ne Suoh-san." - Mori responded.

"Ne, Takashi?" - Hunny let go of Tamaki's front for a second and then began to lightly tread his fingers through Tamaki's naked arm.

"Aa?" - he asked.

"Tamaki-kun? Would you mind if we show you... if we showed you some pleasure to mitigate the pain you feel right now?" - Hunny asked softly not wanting to know the possibility that he might be admonished by Takashi and the younger man before him.

Silence greeted them all. And then... an almost imperceptivable nod came from the younger man before him and Hunny sighed in relief. Mori on the other hand felt a bit guilty for being able to manhandle Tamaki this way.