Disclaimer: I own nothing but my imagination. This story is just a result of that.

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Should I go on with Tamaki's POV? Change between him and Kyouya? Or go back to third person?

It looks like, so far, this will be a four or five chapter fic. I was going to have it skip a lot of time and have it all over the summer break, buuut I think the storm may keep them there. Meaning the end of the story will be when they leave the Ootori family vacation home.

Plus I have a few more one-shots up my sleeve for what happens after this story. But that's later on. Let get on with the fanfic!!!!

Oh, and italics in the story mean memories or something. I'm sure you can figure it out. :

-Zander

Tamaki's Point of View

When I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it, closing my eyes.

What had just happened? What had happened?

Tightly I pinched the bridge of my nose.

We…slept together. Me…and Kyouya…had sex.

I knew this much, but I still got slightly dizzy at the thought. My free hand scratched against the door behind me as I tried to find something to support myself on. I found the door knob and leaned my elbow onto it.

I knew what we had done. Waking up naked, cuddled up against him had been the first hint. When I quickly got up and ran into the shower my memories began to fade back in.

Kyouya trying to sleep, him kissing me…why did he do that again?

"That was a kiss to shut you up, Tamaki."

Taking a gulp, I began to remember it clearly again.

Even if the memories weren't remembered, I wasn't stupid. I could feel. My body ached in places I'd rather not think about and when I was getting dressed in my pajama's after my shower (which I noticed I was still in), I found red marks on my neck. Of course I quickly covered that up with the stick of concealer I had in my bag.

But still, the twins knew. They had heard.

I covered my face more with my hand. I wanted to go hide in a closet. Outside would have to do for now though.

"Nothing happened, understand?"

A cold began to spread through me and I shivered.

Why was this depressing me? Why did I feel like I was about to cry?

What had I been expecting?

Honestly, I'm not sure what I was expecting.

"Kyouya…"

"Yes Tamaki?"

"What just happened?"

"I…I don't know…I'm tired and drunk."

"So we only did that because we are tired and drunk?"

"That and we are hormonal teenagers…"

"Oh…."

Silence…

"And I guess because I've wanted to for awhile…"

My heart race began to shoot up. Why hadn't I remembered that before?

I slapped my forehead, and, ended up hitting the back of my head on the door.

"Oww!" My eyes shot open as I cried out, rubbing the back of my head.

Great. Another part of my body that hurt. I sighed dramatically, closing my eyes again.

"Why did you say that Kyouya?" I muttered aloud. "Did you mean it? Were you lying to me?" I began to curse alcohol. I couldn't tell what said was honesty or just something random that drinking had made him say.

Groaning out loud, I tightened my closed eyes.

"Gah! Maybe to you it was 'nothing' but I'm the one who has to deal with the pain!"

I then realized I should have added 'Physically and mentally' to the end of that sentence.

- - -

About an hour later, everyone, minus Tamaki, was sitting in the large living room.

Kyouya sat in a chair on the side of the room, typing silently at his laptop. He hadn't said but a few words to anyone really.

The twins (who hadn't said anything more about Tamaki and Kyouya) sat on the couch, each having a game controller in their hands as they played a game hooked into the large, flat screen television.

Honey-sempai ate some strawberry short-cake while watching and talking to Hikaru and Kaoru.

Mori-Sempai stood against the wall near the window, watching everyone.

Soon thunder rang through the house.

Kyouya looked up.

"Where is Tama-chan?" Honey said quickly.

"Probably outside still." Both Hitachiin boys said in unison, never looking away from the game.

"But it's raining!" Honey kept on.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he's wise enough to stay under the porch or come inside.

Mori and Honey both raised an eyebrow at Kyouya and the twins let out a snort.

"And what if he gets sick!?" Spoke Honey again, sounding worried.

"I'll go get him." Kyouya sighed and shut his laptop. After standing up he turned to the group. "Kaoru, Hikaru, after that game is over please turn it off and turn the news on. Online I saw that it looks like the storm might get worse."

"Hai!" said the twins in unison again.

Pushing his glasses farther up his nose, Kyouya turned to head down the hall.

He silently hoped his plan would work and Tamaki would just forget what happened or just never mention it again.

Sure, he felt bad. He knew to well how Tamaki was. He was a dramatic, egotistical person. He could display great brilliance one minute, then be completely dim-witted the next. He was made happy easily, but also made sad easily.

All in all, he doubted this would go about easily.

Kyouya just didn't want this to be a big deal. It shouldn't have happened. If he had 'wanted' to or not didn't matter.

As he went through the kitchen he shook his head and straightened up as he reached for the door handle that led outside.

- - -

"Wah!" BAM "Ow…"

Slowly I opened my eyes. I was lying on my back looking up at the kitchen ceiling and at Kyouya who was looking down at me with his hand on the open door.

"Tamaki…" Kyouya said shaking his head. "First, you shouldn't lean on doors." He lowered his hand form me to take. "Second is that, clearly, it's storming out here."

I grabbed his hand and he helped me stand up. "I know." I said, slowly taking my hand out of his and putting it behind my sore head. Okay, honestly I wasn't paying much attention to the rain.

I looked down at my feet. I felt so weird around him now.

"Well, come on then."

Glancing up I saw Kyouya turning around to go farther into the house.

"Wait." I said before thinking and grabbed his upper arm to stop him. "Please…I…" Quickly I stopped. What did I want to say?

"What is it?" Kyouya asked, turning to look at me.

I took this time to study his face. I wanted to see if there was any part of him that looked like he actually did care.

Slowly I let go of his arm. "Nothing, I guess." I said quietly, offering a small smile. I couldn't help but feel like I should be frowning though.

"Don't give me that, Tamaki."

I was confused again. "What?"

He shook his head, looking annoyed slightly. "Don't give me that fake smile and lie."

"Excuse me?" I said quickly, frowning. "Like you have any right to talk! You are the one who said it was nothing." I wanted to be angry. I wanted to be angry so much, but all I heard from my voice was sadness.

I waited for him to say something, but instead he just looked away.

Slowly I nodded to myself. He made himself perfectly clear. I turned from him and began to walk away.

I wasn't expecting him to stop me, but he did. I felt him pull be back through the door outside.

I watched him shut the door behind him and I just looked at him confused.

Kyouya spun around and stared at me. I shivered, not sure if it was because I was being stared at by him or if it was from the wind blowing around us.

"Don't make this difficult." He said finally. "If you go in there upset or angry then everyone will suspect something."

"Like what? Like something that actually happened?" I asked. Honestly, I was shocking myself. I don't know why this was such a big deal. But when he had said 'nothing happened' it broke something inside of me.

He looked at me now, almost…angrily?

"Even if something happened, should everyone know about it?"

Is that what he was worried about?

"So…you admit something did happen?" I asked slowly.

"Of course something happened. I'm not an idiot, Tamaki." He said. "Two hormonal teenagers share a bed, not to mention were both under the influence of alcohol. Something was bound to happen."

"But you also said-"

"Forget what I said!" He hissed. He sighed and tried to calm himself down. "Listen to what I'm saying now. What would your father, your grandmother, think if they found out you had sex. And with another guy. And what about the Host Club?"

I looked at the porch floor at this. I took this in. It was true, but I knew what he was really saying.

"You mean what would your family think." I stated, looking up and into his eyes.

He shifted and I knew I hit the right answer.

I nodded slowly. I had to do this. For me... but mostly for him. No matter what, I knew I cared about him, that I liked him. And because of that I'd do what he wanted.

I smiled.

"Okay then." I said. "We can't let anyone know what happened. To dangerous for either of our families to know. Plus it would affect the club. It didn't mean anything anyways, right?" I laughed softly. "We remain as we are, friends, and both keep our high statuses.

I looked him over. I was expecting him to be happy and smile about this, but he kept a straight face and for a second I thought he looked hurt.

Slowly he nodded and smiled though.

"Exactly." He said nodding.

I nodded again and smiled more. Sure, it was a fake smile, but I could pull it off this time. Everything was back to normal.

I gave him a quick hug. I knew I could do this because I did that normally. "Well let's go inside, mon ami." I looked down at myself. "Ah, I need to get dressed." I said as I realized I was still in my pajama's.

The storm was growing and the wind was beginning to push the rain over and passed the porch roof, getting us a bit wet.

- - -

Kyouya nodded and turned, opening the door to let them both in.

On the outside he remained to look cool and collected, as per norm.

On the inside…he was hurt. This was the right thing, right? Just what he wanted. Could they really remain friends though? After all that had happened? When he had really meant what he said last night about actually wanting too? Would Tamaki really be okay with that too?