I got this idea while looking for pictures for a video my cousin and I are doing for a parody of a parody… Okay, that confused even me…

Disclaimer- The sexiness commonly known as Ouran High School Host Club does not belong to me. This makes me sads… :'(

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Tamaki looked out his window to see one of the Otori family's cars below. He checked his clock, "Why is Kyoya coming here at 7:30 at night? I hope he's okay."

He walked downstairs and when he heard the knock at the door he stopped the maid who went to answer, "It's one of my friends, I'll get it."

"Yes sir," she said with a curtsey.

When he opened the door Kyoya looked slightly shocked but said, "Tamaki, why are you the one answering the door?"

"I saw your car pull in so I decided I'd come down. Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you about something but I didn't have the chance earlier today and I was in the area."

"Oh, okay. Come on in," he said opening the door slightly wider.

"Thank you," Kyoya said.

Tamaki was having troubles believing what Kyoya was saying, they had had thirty minutes after the host club got out where they were all just sitting there. But even if it was something he wanted to talk about in private he would have normally called before he came if he was in the area.

"No problem, come with me."

They went into Tamaki's bedroom and after Kyoya entered Tamaki walked over and shut the door, "So, what did you want to talk to me about Kyoya?"

"Well Tamaki, there's been something on my mind, and I'm not quite sure how to deal with it."

Tamaki sat down on his bed and patted the place next to him indicating for his friend to sit next to him. "I'll help you in any way I can."

"Well Tamaki," Kyoya looked down, "you're the only one who can help me."

Tamaki was now toughly confused, Kyoya actually seemed embarrassed. "What is it?"

One minute Kyoya was looking down with his hands in his lap the next one hand was on each side of Tamaki's face and Kyoya was kissing Tamaki right on the mouth. Tamaki sat there for a second before giving in. He felt Kyoya's tongue press at his lips asking for entrance, he parted his lips. This lasted for a moment but then they were forced to break apart for air. "K-Kyoya, is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

Normally Kyoya would have come back with some sort of smart-alec comment but instead he honestly replied, "Yes, that's what I've been curious about."

Tamaki didn't know what to think, he loved Haruhi but when Kyoya kissed him it felt so good. "Oh, okay."

Kyoya stood, "I'm sorry Tamaki, I let my curiosity get the better of me, and I apologize for interrupting your evening."

"No Kyoya, wait!" Tamaki said jumping up and grabbing Kyoya's shoulder.

"It's okay, I understand. I know you love Haruhi but I guess I hoped that I could steal you away. I should have known it was just wishful thinking," and with that Kyoya walked out of Tamaki's room.

Tamaki flopped back down on his bed and sighed. He loved Kyoya, and it had taken Kyoya kissing him to realize it but he did. Tamaki ran out of his room, down the stairs, and out the front door. When he burst through the door he saw Kyoya about to get into his car, "Kyoya, stop! Please don't go!"

Kyoya paused then continued into the car. Tamaki kept running toward the car but it started away. When he realized it was a lost cause he fell to his knees, his hands were cradling his face as he cried.

"Master Otori, are you alright?" Kyoya's driver asked.

"Just take me home," he replied coldly, futilely attempting to wipe away his tears.

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Okay! I'm gonna attempt something new. I'm not updating this until I get 10 reviews! I need help people! I'm new to the fandom and a shameless review whore…