KYO POV

It had been over an hour...

"Haruhi Fujioka's ours and that's final, Suoh!" my father bellowed at Tamaki's father.

"I'm warning you, Ootori, Haruhi will marry into our family, and that's final!" Tamaki's father said, even louder than my father, "Remember, people said that Haruhi likes MY SON!"

I sighed while sitting side by side on the couch with Tamaki. We had been called in hear to settle something and the something turned out to be this.

Our fathers droned on.

Tamaki turned to me, "Do... you... like Haruhi? My daughter?"

I laughed dryly and fell silent. I really didn't mind what girl I married to. I wanted to achive my goal, I wanted to rule the Ootori companies. But something had delayed me. Namely, Tamaki Suoh and his Host Club.

I found my voice again, "I-"

Tamaki spoke at the same time, "I-"

I motioned for him to spit it out, while Tamaki shook his head.

I sighed and nodded, we spoke together, "I wouldn't mind if you took Haruhi's hand."

I looked at him amazed. Our words were the same, except Tamaki's tone was about 300x louder than mine. So forth, our fathers heard.

"You... wouldn't mind if Kyouya get's Haruhi?" My father said slowly, as though he was testing out the syllables, "I thought you liked Fujioka? She does like you."

Mr. Suoh looked bewildered, "Son?"

I stared at my blushing bestfriend, "Tamaki? Honestly?" I didn't exactly want Haruhi. she was just some crossdresser, yes, she was more interesting than most females, but she was just a girl nonetheless. I didn't want to lose my bestfriend over it. Of course, I would never tell Tamaki i thought of him as my best friend.

Tamaki tried to explain himself, "I do like Haruhi. B-But... I noticed I only like her as a daughter..." he struggled to string his sentences together, "I... eh... want to let Kyouya marry her, I mean ... ugh... nevermind." He looked towards the ground.

"I think Tamaki has to think about this, let's go son," Mr. Suoh said, trying to save Tamaki from his big mouth.

But my father has always been sly, "See? Your son doesn't even want to marry her! Why are you even arguing with me?" He smirked.

"Father, I don't intended to marry her. Leave her be. I don't think she even wants to marry either one of us," I frowned, "Tamaki's let's go and leave our father's be." I grabbed his arm and rushed out of my father's office. The argument was going nowhere and it was beginning to hurt my head.

"Kyouya! Where are we going?" Tamaki whined.

I didn't respond. I hated the fact that we would have to separate and marry away. I may have not showed it. But, I actually did enjoy the idiot's company. I sort of mumbled some nonesense to myself.

"Mon Ami? MON AMI?" What are we doing here?" Tamaki shouted.

I sighed and almost jumped. Why were we back in my room? And why was I still clutching Tamaki's arm? "I don't know exactly... By the way, I don't mind, seriously. Marry Haruhi. All I want to do is be the successor of the Ootori company..." I let go of Tamaki's arm.

"MON AMI! If you're not going to get the good deal, I will not be a bad friend!" Tamaki dramatically spread out his arms, "Neighter of us will marry princess Haruhi!"

Wow this guy is an idiot. But... I like that. I really do.

TAMA POV

I grabbed Kyouya's arm and he stiffened, "Mon ami, tu est loyale! We shall find different wives!" Then I started pulling him out the door.

"Ta-Ma-Ki!" he tried to struggle out of my vice grip, "what the hell are you doing now?"

"Why! We are going to tell our fathers that we are not interested in Haruhi!" I pulled him down the hall, "If worse comes to worse, we'll say were aren't intrested in..."

He smacked his head with his free hand, I continued, "girls."

"WHAT?"

whoops....

Our fathers were standing in the hallway, right in front of us.

"Kyouya! Shame to the Ootori family! You two are in love?" Kyouya's father roared.

Um... I didn't even say he was gay... let alone gay with me... and WHAT? I AM NOT GAY I WAS-

"Tamaki," my own father rubbed his head, "I bet those french people put things into your mind, and now you've gone and infected Kyouya?" he turned to Mr. Ootori, "I'm sorry my son has had such an impact on yours. Tamaki will surely take responsibly."

He makes it sound like we've been in bed..." Father! you're mistaken! I'M A VIRGIN!!!!" I couldn't help myself I HAD to make things clear.

My father laughed, "No... I didn't expect you guys to have gone that far... Hey what do you thing Ootori?" He had a evil glint in his eye.

Kyouya's father nodded, "I'm sure I know what your thinking I agree."

I felt Kyouya go limp in my arms. Why wasn't he talking?

"YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO MARRY!"