Contents
Ouran High School Host Club
Parings
Kyouya/Tamaki Hikaru/Kaoru
Narration
Omniscient
Beta
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Disclaimer
I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or any of the characters mentioned. The pairings are fan based and inspired by the show. You can find the episodes of Ouran High School Host Club on ... Trust me if i owned any of them they'd be doing naughty things in my basement .. sadly im only a pathetic fangirl AW I KNOW
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No Balm In Gilead
First Night

Prophet!' said I, thing of evil! - Prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, Nevermore.'
-Edgar Allen Poe 'The Raven'

It was about that time again, where Language Arts would trans over into the reparative 'Poems and Sonnets' section of the course. They were to find five poems, cite where they got them and who the artist was, be him famous or commoner. Hikaru had looked at Haruhi,

"You write poems?"

Haruhi was only to jot down notes about the project. Hikaru took this as a no. Kaoru had his text book out and open, seeming to enjoy reading the poems that filled the pages. This took to Hikaru's interest, what could possibly be so interesting about Language Arts? He tipped over his brother's shoulder and read a passage to 'O' Captain, My Captain' by Walt Whitman. The three had walked out of Language Arts as Haruhi turned for her next class. Hikaru layed a smirk on his face.

"Poems, more or less female inquiries no?"

Kaoru shut the book and held it on his man-hips, blush smeared across his cheeks. Hikaru noted this and chuckled.

"What?"

"I didn't know you liked poetry Kaoru."

"It's interesting..."

Kaoru's blush deepened as they neared study hall. The two took their seats and Kaoru opened the book again, skimming over Walt Whitman's poem again. Hikaru was playing with a paper clip and a pencil case. Hikaru flicked the paper clip which landed across the room. Hikaru felt very lazy so he tilted backwards in his chair instead. Kaoru rolled his eyes at this action, sometimes his brother needed to be entertained.

"Bored?"

"Very."

"Why don't you try the Language Arts project?"

"Because it sounds boring."

"It's actually pretty fun. I mean poetry that is."

"Poetry, fun?"

Kaoru gave a small blush and turned the page back to the beginning of 'The Raven' by Edgar Allen Poe.

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, while I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping?"

Hikaru obviously didn't understand the poem he had cited. Kaoru smirked.

"Keep reading it's a classic."

Hikaru continued to read but still, still he didn't get it.

"The poem is about his wife, Lenore, passing on. He went insane afterwards. Sad love story."

Hikaru nodded, just now understanding why Kaoru took a fancy to these poems now. Kaoru was always into lifetime movie kind of things, very feminine and utterly vomitable in romance. Hikaru didn't care much for such things. They were all fake, from the romance to the hate. Fake. He looked at the clock in the room, 30 minutes until they leave for the weekend. Well, there was host-club. But Tamaki had moved host-club to the Souh's third mansion up north. They were going, but at least they got an hours break in their car until Host-Club.

As promised the bell had rang, they had gotten in Hikaru's car, drove off, and thought about what the third Souh mansion would be like when Hikaru's cell phone rang. Hikaru had tossed it to Kaoru and continued to drive.

"My lord, we just got out of school."

Tamaki seemed to be excited.

"Good! Stop at your house my minions, and get a change of clothes for the weekend."

"Change of clothes?"

The line went dead. Kaoru blinked as Hikaru pulled into their drive way. The two went upstairs and to their shared room. Kaoru looked at Hikaru questionably.

"What do you think he's implying?"

"We're probably having a sleep over or something."

"In the THIRD Souh Mansion?"

"Maybe it's new."

"But he said it was his late Uncle's.."

Hikaru shrugged and slung the backpack over his shoulder. He waited as Kaoru backed their essentials, toothpaste, toothbrushes, brush, mirror, cover-up, anti-acne, shampoo and so on and so on. Hikaru tapped his foot and continued to wait. Kaoru had changed out of the clothes he was in and into a new pair, more suiting then such. Today's cosplay would be the old English. Hikaru had his cosplay suit in his sling bag. Kaoru came out with a twirl as his shirt bore white poofy sleeves and a mingle of orange and red for a vest. It was so much different then Hikaru's, Hikaru's looked more like the outfit you would seen old English men wear in their study room as they read passages from their books.

They walked out the house and drove off to the Third Souh mansion. They arrived in no more then an hour's worth of time.

Getting out Hikaru took upon himself to scan the premises. It was dark and raining out, a scary scene. The mansion looked like it belonged in Transylvania, and the scenery was unfriendly and dead. The two walked inside and were greeted by an A.D.H.D. teen they called Hunny.

"Hika-Chan! Kaoru-Chan! It's a sleepover!"

Kaoru looked over at Hikaru as if to say, 'I told you so'. Kaoru presently walked forward in boast, with Hikaru following as the tail of the two. They joined the sitting circle of the host-members that were surrounded by a quarrel of fangirls. Hikaru looked around, confused about the setting. They were all in costume, Hikaru had yet to change.

"So what is this, a sewing circle?" Hikaru catted.
Tamaki smirked.

"Welcome, Hitachiin, to The Third Souh Mansion. Our service men and women will be glad to serve your demands or wants, as you will be staying the weekend. Take on this dare, and you shall get what your hearts desire that we can supply. If you decide not to take upon this dare or if you decide to leave in the middle of the weekend, you will not be welcomed in Host-club anymore."

Tamaki knew they would not risk this, he smiled upon knowledge. Hikaru smirked,

"That's all? Stay a couple nights? What kind of Dare is that?"

Lightening flashed, and the lights in the mansion went out. The maids and butlers were quick to light a few candles. The candles all went out at the same second as the lightening intensed. The wind played with the curtains as moans and groans were heard from the hallways. The front door locked on itself, no one touching it. The fangirls screamed in fright, mutters and whispering about how brave the men were to stay the weekend as they would leave in a few hours.

"Did I forget to mention, The Third Souh Mansion is haunted?"

Tamaki would have inserted a menacing laugh right about now if it wouldn't make him look mad (crazy). The host-club was worth everything to the two, as they nodded accepting the challenge.

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The night came quickly as the members migrated to the first floor living room. It was old, and seemed like someone had just cleaned dust off things. Hikaru had wondered where Haruhi was, but then thought quickly she was afraid of thunder. He looked around to see everyone else was there, Tamaki, Kyouya, Hunny, and Mori. Kyouya was writing in his black backed notebook, as always. Tamaki walked slenderly over to him,

"What, shall i ask, are you writing?"

"I am doing English homework."

"Homework? On a trip? Pah."

Tamaki took Kyouya's notebook and tossed it onto the side table. Hikaru watched as Kyouya shot Tamaki the death glare. Tamaki only smirked, thinking he won Kyouya's attention. Tamaki broke as he found Kyouya getting up and retaking the notebook into his hand. Hikaru smiled cattily at this, knowing it would happen. He turned back to Kaoru who was doing the same, only reading from the text book of his.

"Still pasted onto the project?"

Kaoru jumped at Hikaru's voice. Hikaru cocked an eyebrow

"Am I that scary?"

"No, no it's merely the poem. Poe's 'The Pit And the Pendulum'."

Hikaru rolled his eyes, took the book from Kaoru, and clapped it shut sneaking a glance to Tamaki, 'what the master'. Kaoru didn't seem pleased that his page was lost.

"What was that for?"

"No homework allowed."

"But we're staying the weekend," Kaoru tried to snatch the notebook from Hikaru, "And we've got homework."

"Then shall we take your mind off homework?" Hikaru kept the book away, "With a commoner game?"

This caught Tamaki's attention if it wasn't caught before.

"Game?"

"Yes, Truth or Dare."

Tamaki squealed in delight.

"Yes! Yes! Pop or Flop! Cop or Drop! Truth or Dare! Yes! We shall play Truth or Dare!"

He started a circle in the middle of the room. The others joined in silently seeping into the circle.

"Hikaru, you thought of the game you go first."

Tamaki smirked.

"Accepted. My lord, Truth or Dare?"

Tamaki thought this over,

"Truth?" He was unsure.

"When you paired off Kyouya as 'Mommy', did you forget your title as 'Daddy' or was that planned?"

Tamaki flushed, "... Planned..." he nearly whispered.

Kyouya smiled and leant over Tamaki.

"I may be Mommy, but I claim Seme." He whispered in Tamaki's ear.

Tamaki's expression flushed red.

"My lord," Hikaru smirked, "Your go."

"...Kyouya... Truth or Dare?"

"Dare."

"... Kiss me."

As if it wasn't expected, Kyouya placed his lips on Tamaki's slipping him a bit of tongue. The kiss was broken moments after due to a whimpering king. Tamaki slowly opened his ears and licked his top row of teeth, longing to clear out the room and regain the joined mouths.

"My go." Kyouya cocked, "Tamaki, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare." This response was rather quick

"Come to my room tonight after hours."

Tamaki flushed once again and nodded.

"I already had a go, would someone else like to try?" He looked over at the others.

Hunny raised his hand. "I do!"

"Then go ahead Hunny-Sempai."

"Kao-Chan! Truth or Dare?"

"...Truth."

"Do you have a special someone?!"

Kaoru raised an eyebrow as Hunny giggled. "No..."

"Aw, my gossip's no more." Hunny sat back.

"Sorry to bum you out Hunny-Sempai. But I guess it's my go." He skimmed the members. "Hikaru? Truth or Dare?"

Hikaru smiled deviously. "Dare."

Kaoru smiled just as devious, "I dare you to spend the rest of tonight, in nothing but your boxers."

Hikaru felt cheated, "What?!"

"You heard me, now off with the clothes."

Hikaru mumbled as he removed his clothes stripping down to his boxers. He got whistles from other hosts, and got quiet a few promiscuous comments, Kaoru being one of them.

The hosts continued to play as they got quiet a few laughs, some kisses, and someone licked the bottom of someone else's foot. Truth or Dare came to a stop when a butler had announced it was time to retreat to their chambers for bed. They were each showed to their rooms as they went inside finding what a single person room would look like. A queen sized bed, a TV, a dresser, a window, and a personal bathroom. Kaoru found it was lonely so he had ditched to Hikaru's room, crawling into bed with him. Kaoru nuzzled himself up again Hikaru's side and fell asleep.

Tamaki was not one to be called against his word, so he kept his dare and snuck out from his room to Kyouya's. He got there to find Kyouya laying in bed writing in the black notebook. Tamaki shut the door and locked it not knowing what would happen. He walked over to Kyouya, lowering the notebook from his hands. Kyouya smiled up at Tamaki as heput the notebook to the side. He took Tamaki's hand in his and pulled Tamaki on him, kissing him softly. Tamaki pushed into a hungry and longed kiss, unlike the start of a soft one Kyouya had started. Tamaki was the one who had started their tongue share in the moment. Kyouya broke the kiss when he had felt Tamaki pushing dominance on him. Tamaki whimpered, eyes still closed and lips still faintly touching Kyouya's. As punishment for this Kyouya denied Tamaki's whimpers.

"You must learn where you lay when laying with me."

He sat up and grabbed his notebook, writing down more small printed neat words.

"But I came in, after hours, and that was all I got?"

"Learn where you lay."

Kyouya continued to write as Tamaki got off the bed. He gave Kyouya look like he had just been cheated on, or heart broken. Kyouya didn't even attempt to look up at Tamaki as he continued to write. Tamaki tried to push the notebook down and kiss him again, finding Kyouya's lips lifeless and glued together. Tamaki looked to the side and left the room, it was him and his hand tonight.