They started up a slight grade, hands still clasped, though Kyouya's mind was wandering back to his bed. He'd given up trying to figure out the purpose of this journey. Tamaki knew how he felt towards him. But he wouldn't mock Kyouya's feelings like this either. So what was the other boy doing?
"Kyouya"
"Yeah"
"We'll graduate soon"
"Yeah"
"Which means leaving behind the Host Club"
"And Haruhi"
"Why would you bring her into this?" Tamaki's voice was sharp and Kyouya let it drop. "Yes, we'll be leaving behind the Host Club. I imagine it will disband once you're gone"
"Yes, I suppose." Kyouya was surprised to hear that he didn't seem to mind. Considering the past month had been soliloquies of anguish over the fact.
"Tamaki"
"We're here." Kyouya looked around. They were on the top of the hill, half the city sprawled out in front of them, the first trim of pink breaking the horizon.
"The sunrise"
"Yes." Tamaki's eyes were trained on the sky as the colors changed from one brilliant shade to the next. Kyouya didn't see the display. He was watching Tamaki's face in the blossoming dawn. When the first stream of gold hit his eye, Tamaki turned to Kyouya. "What will become of us"
"..."
"You'll take over your father's business. I'll take over mine, I suppose," a glance to the horizon, "but Kyouya.." Tamaki let his voice trail as he wandered from their viewing spot and back to the sidewalk.
"Tamaki?" Insanely happy, outwardly depressed and psychotic, those were the Tamakis that Kyouya was used to.
"Where will we end up"
Kyouya swung Takami's shoulder, the force unbalancing him, Tamaki stumbled against the building. "What is it you're asking"
"...Where we'll be"
Kyouya pressed his hands on the wall to either side of Tamaki, resisting the urge to ask where they were now. "We'll stay as we are, I suppose"
"But you won't need your father's approval. You won't need to have befriended -- "
"I don't need his approval now." Kyouya clenched his fingers against the rocky wall, stepping closer to Tamaki, "What you really want to ask, is if Mama will still need Daddy"
Tamaki didn't answer, but the red flush rising to his face was enough.
"I will."