Tamaki sat on the edge of his bed, patience running low as he waited for kyoya to come out of the dressing room. He tapped his fingers together impatiently and hummed to himself for comfort. A gust of wind blew in through the window sending chills down his spine as ribbons of smoke mixed in with the air, no it wasn't smoke, it didn't smell like it.
His hands detached from each other to run through the 'smoke'. It didn't have a feeling. Was it water vapor? Yeah, tamaki was pretty sure that water vapor looked like thick black smoke.
Not getting a good answer from touching it he carefully wafted it towards his nose… it didn't have a smell either. "What kind of witch craft is this?" Tamaki flailed his arms in the air and jumped around the room trying to get away from the dangerous, he assumed it was dangerous, thing that seemed to be totally attracted to him.
He smugly smiled, what wasn't attracted to him anyway?
Coming back to reality he danced around the room until he came up with the brilliant idea of going into the changing room with kyoya. With success he locked the door and turned around to a half-naked kyoya who looked at him with no concern what so ever. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and walked over to the latter who was acting like he had just seen a ghost.
"I don't care about what you just saw, but if we don't leave now, we'll be late." He patted his back and pushed him out of his way so he could leave.
As the door opened the smoke rolled in and made its way back to Tamaki who suppressed a scream with no success. "Kyoya! Help me!" He ran to the male and clung onto his back.
"Ugh, what?" He removed Tamaki's hands from around his waist and looked into the latters worried eyes and crossed his arms.
"The smoke! The smoke!" Was all Tamaki managed to say until the smoke caught up to him and wrapped him in a cloud. He inhaled a Generous amount of the stuff and began choking.
"What smoke?" Kyoya pushed his glasses up farther on his face, trying to see if this would be the magical power allowing him to see the smoke that the delusional boy claimed to see.
Tamaki couldn't breathe and found himself on his hands and knees on the floor gasping for oxygen, with no success he rolled over unconscious and Kyoya began to think that he really wasn't just messing around with him, "Tamaki?" He crouched down and shook his shoulder who in return didn't move, "Shit." He checked his pulse.
His heart was still beating but at a very fast pace, a list of possible causes flooded into kyoya's mind. Heart attack. That was the number one choice in his mind. Glaucoma. That was his answer for the so called 'smoke' Tamaki had been seeing. He pulled out his phone and called his family's hospital.
What even Kyoya's complex mind didn't know was that this wasn't just a case of heart attack, it was something… supernatural.