Author's Note: OK so I get the feeling my characters kinda switched back and forth throughout the story and truthfully I think I let my hesitancy in writing my first yaoi pairing get to me, so I'm not at all confident with this one. That's also the reason I decided not to make this a lemon. So, if you think I'm crazy and I should/should not write a sequel to this, tell me. You can review if you want (I've said it before, and I'll say it again; reviews are my favoritest things EVER! But I digress...) But I think I'm also going to start another poll on my page. So click my name or the review button, but let me know what you think and I'll try my best to comply with your wishes.
Also, I had a threeway tie for my first yaoi oneshot pairing and I decided to just do this pairing. I'm going to reopen that poll, so if you'd like to see me do another pairing, go there and vote.
I think that's it. Love you all! Enjoy! (Because I said so, now you will, right?)
An Afternoon Affair
Not in Denial
It had been just another normally abnormal day at the host club, as 'calm' and 'peaceful' as things ever were with their leaders' eccentric plots and each members' endearing—and sometimes quite frustrating—quirks. Kyôya had spent the day alternating between completing various tasks on his laptop and charming his few customers with a cool smile or a sultry glance. He didn't say much, not that the girl's that visited him seemed to mind.
Perhaps it was a bit wrong of him to lead them on like this, because the truth—that even Tamaki, his supposed best friend didn't know—was that he was secretly, wholly, and undeniably, gay.
Of course, judging by Hikaru and Kaoru's fan girls, his sexual preference was something to be enjoyed vicariously by members of the opposite sex. Or something.
At any rate, his customers brought in a steady profit, and he would be lying if he said that he did not enjoy being the one to handle said money, just as he would be lying if he said he didn't find the other members of the host club—if not a bit irritating at times—incredibly attractive.
The twins in particular had initially caught his interest with their 'brotherly love' act, although watching them for as long as he had, Kyôya could easily tell that they didn't have that sort of affection for each other outside of the public eye. And, though he had his doubts about Kaoru, he wondered where Hikaru had learned to caress his brother like he did, because it was obvious that Hikaru was not truly homosexual. It just didn't suit him.
And, while he was thinking of such things and being wholly honest with himself, as he was wont to do, he could admit that he could probably do Hikaru's act with ten times the results, and no, that was not because he felt anything in particular for the younger twin. It was just an observation. Really.
Kyôya's eye twitched as his thoughts seemed to summon the mischievous brothers. With one boy leaning over his left shoulder and the other over his right, Kyôya sighed and touched his temples, wishing that the pounding in his head that appeared whenever both Hitachiins came to play with him would cease.
Probably not the best time for innuendo.
"Why are the two of you harassing me instead of looking after your clients?"
"Because, Kyôya, the day is over. Didn't you notice that everyone has already left?"
His voice identified him, and Kyôya turned in Hikaru's direction, noting the absence of guests and hosts. Hmmm, this is unusual. Normally I'd have to escort everyone out myself.
Kyôya stifled a yawn as he leaned back into the cushions, fully expecting the two boys to leave him alone in the quiet room now that there was nothing left to entertain them. Of course that type of thinking always led to jinxed results.
Kaoru sat himself down on Kyôya's lap, his arms coming to rest on solid biceps. Kyôya's brow furrowed as he felt Hikaru gently kneading his shoulders behind him. "Geez, Kyôya, you should try to relax more; you're really tense!" Hikaru's voice in his ear, followed by the gentle sensation of his ear being blown upon made him jump slightly, surprised for once by the teasing act. Of course, this only brought his hips into close contact with Kaoru's backside and Kyôya bit his lip when the younger boy pushed back down onto him.
"What exactly do you two think you're doing?"
Kyôya place his hands on Kaoru's hips to move him to the side, effectively removing the oh-so-sweet pressure against his manhood. His plans were thwarted when Kaoru, guessing his intent, merely moved back onto him, wiggling his hips enticingly before grinning.
He heard Hikaru tsk behind him before he spoke. "Now, now, Kyôya. Shouldn't it be obvious? How often do pretty boys come sit in your lap with a hidden reason?"
Kyôya raised his eyebrow. They aren't trying to…seduce me? Kyôya brushed the thought away, finding it absurd. He wasn't disappointed by this at all, either. Nope, not at all.
"Kyôyaaaa…" Kaoru's voice interrupted his stupefied state and he stared as Kaoru shifted so that he straddled his hips. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, Kyôya vaguely noticed that Hikaru had disappeared from the room, but the observation was forgotten as soon as Kaoru's lips closed around his earlobe.
His eyes widened in shock and he gasped a little, subconsciously bringing his hands up to Kaoru's waist. "What…what are you doing, K-kaoru?" Said boy had begun nibbling his neck and lower jaw. And Kyôya wasn't enjoying this sudden and inexplicable torture at all. Nope. No sir.
"Oh Kyôya, don't tell me you haven't thought about it at all…?" Kaoru's hands started unbuttoning Kyôya's shirt and blazer. He shivered slightly at the touch of the cool air on his skin. "I'm touching you, Kyôya, like I've wanted to do for a while now. And right now…" Kaoru leaned forward and licked Kyôya 's bottom lip. "…I'm going to kiss you."
Kyôya didn't even want to think about moving away. Hadn't he just been daydreaming about something like this? As Kaoru's lips pressed against his own, he noted the flavor, the taste, and the silky smooth texture of them. He closed his eyes and pressed back, vaguely remembering that he wasn't supposed to be enjoying this, but doing just that all the same.
Eventually though, they did break apart for air. Glasses shading his eyes in reflected light, Kaoru couldn't quite read Kyôya 's expression, but that kiss had been just exactly what he was expecting, though he never would have imagined that it would feel that way. He shook his head. Even his thoughts didn't make sense anymore. That seemed to be a recurring theme lately.
He smiled a little as he felt Kyôya 's arms tighten around his waist and nuzzled his face into the other boy's neck. Honestly he'd have to thank his brother later. He'd been attempting to work up the courage to do this for the past few weeks, but his brother had been the one to finally convince him to act upon this…thing…inside of him that insisted that this was what he wanted the most.
"Hey, Kaoru?" Kyôya cleared his throat near Kaoru's ear and he cringed. This was Kyôya's cold voice, the one he used whenever he didn't want his emotions to be known—the one that usually signaled that he was in emotional turmoil. He sighed, squeezing his arms around the older boy's shoulders and shut his eyes tightly, fearful of what was coming next. No, Kaoru, I don't like you and I never will. Now will you please get off of me?
"What is it, Kyôya?" His voice came out sounding small, and Kyôya probably wouldn't have heard it if he hadn't been so close. He tried to consider what could possibly have possessed Kaoru to attempt this in the first place, and what he'd possibly hoped to gain from it. He and his brother had most likely planned out the whole episode, with some goal in mind. The thought didn't send a twang of remorse straight to his heart, either.
"Kaoru…" He stopped himself, unsure of what he wanted to ask.
"I really like you, Kyôya." Said boy glanced down at the orange hair of his friend, perplexed by the confession. What exactly…? They'd known each other for some time now, but still… "I get it if you don't like me too, really I do. I just wanted you to know because I think you look really lonely sometimes, Kyôya. I bet you don't like to think about it, and you probably hate it that anyone noticed, but the truth is that you have this expression sometimes. It's a little bit like your normal expression, the one that you get when you're thinking about something, but it's different because you look like you're concentrating so hard that your face relaxes and your eyes soften behind these steel glasses. I think I like that look on you best."
Kyôya, stunned, couldn't say anything for the next few minutes even if he'd wanted to. How exactly was he supposed to reply to that? When he could finally work up the courage to reply, he had to clear his throat first.
"Kaoru…I don't know what to say." Kaoru chuckled against his neck, the sound humorless and dull. It didn't fit with his normal happy-go-lucky-don't-turn-your-back-or-I'll-poke-you-to-death-with-my-smexiness personality.
"It's OK, Kyôya. I didn't expect you to burst into some declaration of undying feeling for me. I mean, I'm certainly no princess." He laughed again, this one worse than the first and grating upon Kyôya's nerves.
Hands returning to the younger boy's sides, Kyôya roughly pushed Kaoru away from himself. "Don't you dare start getting dramatic. I swear, if you start waxing poetic about the way my eyes shine when I laugh or how sexy I look when I'm tricking some poor soul into selling their soul for me, I will personally make sure to have you blinded. And as for liking you, I never said that I didn't, just that this was…unexpected. That's all. Am I understood?"
Kaoru, somewhat shell-shocked, blinked owlishly at his friend. He said he liked me…Well, technically he didn't…he said he didn't not like me…But, that's a start! He grinned, glad to at least have some footing in this battle. "But, Kyôya …you're sexy all the time, not just when you're buying souls. And that's one of my favorite things about you." He couldn't help the expression on his face at this point. He licked the other boy's jaw, giving himself a nice jolt of sensation and feeling the shivers run through his friend.
"Kaoru…I do like you…but you have got to stop doing that…" Kaoru laughed out loud and Kyôya spared a small smile in his direction as he threw the boy off of his lap and onto the couch beside him. "I still have a lot of work to finish before I leave. It will probably get boring if you stay."
"That's OK." He flipped open his cell, typing in a quick message for his brother. "I'll just wait until you finish. Besides, I think we should go somewhere."
Kyôya's eyebrow raised one centimeter, the only indication that he was listening and mildly intrigued by the notion. "Go on."
"Well, I just figured since, you know…you're my boyfriend now…"
"I don't remember agreeing to that."
A few seconds pause. And then… "WHAT? Kyôya …but…you said you like me! And we agreed that I like you…and that kiss! What do you mean we aren't dating?"
Kyôya merely glanced over at Kaoru, smiled a small, teasing smile, and went back to typing on his laptop. Kaoru, realizing that the boy was only toying with him, went back to his reclined position on the couch and closed his eyes, allowing himself to be lulled by the soft clicking of the keys.
Outside the room, however, three faces pressed eagerly to a crack between the doors of Music Room 3, while two more stood by, patiently waiting for their friends to cease eavesdropping on the now happy couple.
"So, what now? They aren't doing anything interesting anymore."
"Yes, you're right. I can't believe Kyôya's hidden his secret love for Kaoru all this time and now, finally, with the help of all of us, they can realize the love and passion they share together!"
"Calm down, Tamaki." Haruhi, the voice of reason, had finally spoken from where she sat slumped across the hall. Her back rested upon the wall and she looked as if she'd rather be somewhere else. At her words, Tamaki knelt down in his makeshift emo corner, his normal corner being in the room the lovebirds were currently occupying and therefore unreachable. His mushrooms bobbed their caps at him, nodding in agreement.
"So are Kao-chan and Kyôya -chan going to live happily-ever-after?" Honey's big brown eyes looked up at Hikaru, the instigator of today's plot, with curiosity and maybe, just a hint, of hidden bemusement.
"That's a good question, Honey. I guess, we'll find out eventually."
"That's great. Now, can we please leave? I have to go to the supermarket today."
And with that, the eavesdroppers all left quietly, each sending one last, quick look at the door before walking away, leaving Kaoru and Kyôya in each other's company, and neither minding one bit.
Author's Note: So...?