Kyouya X Tamaki

Thought I would throw in a little steamy scene for you! Hope you enjoy. Oh, and I forgot the disclaimer in the first chapter so here it is: I own nothing! I know I have a lot of dream scenes but that's how I throw in the smex for those of you, (like me) who love to see that kind of thing.

Kyouya walked up the stairs and down the hall to Music Room 3. Opening the doors Kyouya was taken aback by the rose petals that fell before him. "Welcome." Kyouya looked passed the petals to see Tamaki sitting in a chair.

"What's all this?"

"It's for you, my lovely."

"Tamaki, I'm not a guest."

"I know, that's the point. For them it's just a show, for you, it has meaning."

"What are you talking about?"

Tamaki stood up wearing his school uniform. "I did this for you." Slowly Tamaki began to walk towards him. "For the guests it entertains them. For you, this isn't an act; it's a way to show you how much I love you."

"You love me?"

"Why do you think I started this club with you? To spend time with you. I love you."

Kyouya didn't know what to do. He'd wanted this for so long, now he had it and didn't know what to do. Luckily Tamaki didn't seem to have the same problem. In the next moment Tamaki's lips were on his and his tongue thrust into the dark teen's mouth. Kyouya returned Tamaki's passion with his own.

Kyouya's arms found their way around the blond, pulling him closer. Kyouya ground his hips into Tamaki's making them both groan.

"Are you sure about this Tamaki?"

Tamaki chuckled. "Of course I'm sure." Tamaki grabbed Kyouya's hand and pulled him into the room. There was a bed off to the side. Kyouya didn't question it. Tamaki would have a bed sent in from somewhere. It was a big canopy bed all in white with red rose petals covering the sheets and pillows.

Tamaki turned to face Kyouya when they were standing next to the bed. "Kyouya. Take me."

He didn't need any more encouragement. Kyouya pressed himself fully into Tamaki, throwing them off balance. They bounced on the bed a couple of times before settling in one spot. Tamaki chuckled. "Someone is ready."

"I've wanted this since we first met."

"Me too. Hurry."

Kyouya did what he was told removing pieces of Tamaki's clothing as quickly as possible and shedding his own. Kyouya leaned forward taking Tamaki's mouth more passionately than any kiss they'd shared yet. Kyouya stared down at Tamaki's body with aw. He'd never seen such perfection.

Leaning forward he kissed Tamaki's eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, chin, down his neck, leaving a love mark where his neck meets his shoulders. He smiled down at his handy work. "Now the world knows you are mine."

Tamaki blushed cutely and looked up under half closed lids. "Can I give you one too?" Kyouya chuckled.

"Yeah."

Tamaki leaned up enthusiastically and gently sucked Kyouya's neck giving him a mark the mirror of his own. "No everyone knows you belong to me too."

Tamaki smiled. An alarm blasted and Kyouya looked over but there was no clock. Turning back he saw Tamaki's look hadn't changed. "What's that noise?"

"That means it's time to get up. Don't you know that by now?"

A ringing began to sound, off beat of the alarm. "What's that."

"Me."

"But you're not ringing."

"Kyouya, time to wake up. Wake up… wake up… wake up... wake…."

Kyouya sat up and looked over at his alarm, glaring at the small machine. Hitting the off switch he glanced down at the phone. A blurry picture of Tamaki lit up the screen. Picking up the device he flipped it open. "What?"

"Kyouya! Mon ami!" Tamaki's cheerful voice lit up Kyouya's morning.

Keeping his voice irritated he asked, "What do you want?"

"I have an idea for club today!"

Kyouya rolled his eyes. "We didn't have anything big planned."

"I know, that's what I was thinking about. I want to do a winter theme."

"Tamaki, no. We don't have the time to pull something so grand. I doubt we have the money for it either. Why don't we wait and actually do it during the winter?"

"But Kyyoouuyyaaa! I want to do it today."

"No."

"Aww. Fine. Anyway, I guess I'll see you at school."

"That's right. Goodbye." Tamaki flipped his phone shut swiftly ending the conversation. Looking down at the sheet he was troubled to see a raging erection. Looked like he was in for another cold shower. At least they woke him up fully. Sighing he flung his feet over the edge of the bed and picked up his glasses from the bedside table. Putting them on brought the room into focus. Standing he stretched and walked into the bathroom dreading the thought of cold water.

At school Tamaki met him out front, as had become their habit. "Good morning Kyouya!"

"Morning Tamaki."

Tamaki turned when Kyouya started to pass him and continued the conversation up the front walk to the school doors. "About club this afternoon…."

"I already told you no Tamaki."

"I know you did. I wanted to apologize for bringing it up, it being an impossible task and everything. I didn't mean to bug you."

"You didn't bug me."

"You sounded bugged."

"I wasn't."

"You sound bugged now."

"That's because now you're bugging me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone, see you in class." Kyouya opened his mouth to protest his leaving and a wave of guilt washed over him. Tamaki was gone before Kyouya was able to call him back. He hadn't needed to say that and it was very rude of him. Sighing and thinking today was off to a great start he continued past the rest of the students to his locker where he put away his books and grabbed the one he'd need for mathematics. He and Tamaki shared most of their classes so he'd be able to apologize at several points in the day. He planned on doing it first period.

Kyouya walked into class and sat at his usual desk. He got there early, as was his habit and waited for the other students and teacher to arrive. Thirty seconds before the bell went off Tamaki walked in, well sauntered in, and took his seat four desks away from his own. Great, now he'd have to wait until after class to apologize.

When class finally ended Kyouya closed his book and gathered his papers. When he looked up he noticed Tamaki wasn't at his desk anymore. A glance around the room told him that he'd already left. Tamaki was usually the last one out, taking his time gathering up his things and talking to their classmates. Kyouya frowned. Going back to his locker he exchanged books then headed to Tamaki's locker. They didn't have second period together and the guilt was eating at him so he wanted to apologize as soon as possible.

He spotted Tamaki at his locker, going his usual pace. Thinking he'd straighten things out right now he started that direction when a boy with black wavy hair stepped in front of him. "Hey Kyouya. My dad went to the conference your father held last week and he said it was the best yet. I just wanted you and your family to know that he enjoyed himself."

Kyouya took in the smaller boy's face and smiled. His family had had many dealings with the younger boy's so he smiled and said, "Thank you. It's always nice to hear that our conventions are well received. I hope to see you at the next one."

With that he passed the younger boy and started back towards Tamaki's locker. But, he was no longer there. Damn. He'd have to wait for third period then. But third period was the same story. Tamaki walked in just before the bell went off and was gone right after it rang again. Frowning Kyouya went straight to Tamaki's locker before going to his own but he found the Host King surround by adoring fangirls.

Deciding he could wait a few more moments he went to his locker to exchange books then headed for class. This time Tamaki sat in front of him so it would be easy to apologize. But Tamaki walked in at the same time he had the last classes and when Kyouya tried to get his attention he was ignored. Irritated he sat back and waited for the end of class.

When the bell sounded Kyouya was already ready and stood at the same time as the blond. "Tamaki."

Tamaki turned around. "Yes Kyouya?"

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Tamaki frowned. "You said I was bugging you so I decided to leave you alone today."

Kyouya rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean it. That was rude of me and I apologize. But you don't have to take everything to such extremes. If I wanted you to leave me alone I'd have told you so."

Tamaki flashed Kyouya's favorite smile. "I see. So do you want to go to our next class together?"

Kyouya smiled back and nodded. With that they started towards their next class.

In club things were going smoothly. Each host was doing their job and doing well. Kyouya typed on his computer logging in today's profit and going through online sites that would help give him ideas for Tamaki's latest Host Club theme. Not that it always helped. There was always something that Kyouya missed that Tamaki wanted so he'd end up buying something or changing something last minute. Something he always did. Across the room Tamaki was bent over some fangirl's hand and smiling down at her. Kyouya wished Tamaki would look at him that way. As if that were the only person in his world.

Shaking off the thought, Kyouya got back to work.