The president and vice president of the Ouran highschool host club were having a private meeting today. Music room #3 was closed off to all customers and even the other hosts. Kyoya tapped his pencil on the table between them. "So, why did you call this meeting anyways?"
Tamaki had only told Kyoya that he needed to have a private meeting about the club, but he had specifically refrained from including details. Tamaki had specifically arranged to get some alone time with Kyoya, and it had worked out perfectly. "Oh you know, just general club things, what with the summer coming up." Tamaki stole a glance at the black haired boy sitting across from him. "Plus we get some mommy-daddy alone time!"
Kyoya sighed. It wasn't t help but feel very attracted to Tamaki. He always tried to hide it, of coursefair. Ever since Tamaki had asked him to join the host club a couple years ago, Kyoya couldn', seeing as word of such a relationship would not do well for his social life. Kyoya had a feeling that Tamaki wasn't fooled, however.
"Well, the profits of the club are certainly stable. Customer visit rate has gone up exponentially in the past year, giving the club an overall increased profit of about 1 million yen annually.. Our club has an absolutely perfect range of hosts and we have not gotten a complaint since that annoying girl tried to accuse Haruhi of abuse."
Tamaki listen to Kyoya talk, only half listening. He was more amazed by the fact that Kyoya knew all of this by heart and was so clearly invested into the club. He was also continuously stunned by Kyoya's flawless features. His hair, not a single strand out of place. His dark eyes that could always read Tamaki's thoughts. The way he always pushed up his glasses but refused to get a new pair. And especially his soft, pink lips... Suddenly Tamaki found he couldn't control himself. He leaned over the table and quickly planted a kiss on Kyoya's lips, stopping him mid-sentence.
Kyoya sat there, shocked. Had Tamaki really just? Yes, he had. And Kyoya realized it was the greatest thing he had ever felt. He grabbed Tamaki's shoulders and pulled him back over the table. "Don't start something without expecting to finish it, Daddy." He said before kissing Tamaki, making sure this one would last much longer.
Tamaki was pleased beyond description, but not surprised. He had known for quite sometime of Kyoya's interest in him. He slowly walked around the table and sat next to Kyoya on the red couch, continuing to kiss him and bumping into the table a couple of times. He brought his hands up to Kyoya's face.
Suddenly, Kyoya heard the door handle turn. He knew Tamaki didn't notice it, but he did. 'I thought I locked that!' He thought, exasperated. He knew if he wanted to keep a good reputation as a member of the Ootari family, he should pull away from Tamaki. But he couldn't resist.
The door creaked open and light from outside flooded into the host club. Tamaki finally noticed someone else was entering, and finally broke the kiss to turn and see who it was. He squinted from the increase in light. Finally he could make out a figure. 'Could it be?!' he thought. Tamaki and Kyoya both gasped at the same time. IT WUZ DUMBLYDOOR!