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Chapter 2

Kyoya

"So I'll see Mommy tomorrow for brunch?" Tamaki whispered gently, rubbing his nose against his partner's cold one.

A small, rare smile worked itself onto Kyoya's face at the pleading puppy-dog look in his eyes. The close proximity was enough to add some color to his normally pale cheeks. It was during these sweet, blissful moments with Tamaki that he allowed his usual cold demeanor to melt away.

"Yes, Tamaki." Kyoya sighed, loving the closeness and ignoring the stupid 'Mommy' title Tamaki continuously forced onto him. "I should be done with the documents by then."

At this, the blonde prince beamed, warming the freezing gusts of wind. "Good. I'd be disappointed if otherwise."

"Don't I know it," Kyoya murmured before pulling back. "Now I have to go. You know Fuyumi wants me to pick something up for her at the bakery before I come home."

"Alright, but be careful?" offered Tamaki as he gave his cold hand a gentle squeeze.

"Of course."

And with that they bid a sweet farewell and parted ways. Tamaki climbed into his limo with one last concerned look before driving off. Kyoya gave a small wave before turning on his heel and started down the sidewalk.

It was a little after one in the morning, the streets were abandoned aside from a few night-owls and neko prostitutes, and cars. Some stores were lit up with neon signs and buzzed with drunken laughter and explosive music. Other than that, it was quite as it always was around this time. It was only Tuesday, well, technically Wednesday now. The streets usually thrived with life on the weekends.

Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his coat, Kyoya sighed, watching his air puff up in a form of a cloud in front of him. It was getting to be that time of year where the temperature was dropping by tens during the late hours. He was going to have to break it to Fuyumi that he wasn't going to be able to pick her up any more delacacies in this weather.

Kyoya pushed through the door of the bakery with a tinkle from the welcoming bell above. It was definitely warmer inside than it was outside. It wasn't just the temperature, either, but the bursting warm colors of the interior. Yellows and pinks and browns were so vibrant, it was almost as if they could peel off the wall and manifest into living beings.

"Kao-chan! Kao-chan! Can we get this one, too? Please? I'll buy groceries next week, I promise!" a voice burst through his mind with familiarity.

A soft, hushed tone joined it as well, one that he held no recognition to. "Honey-senpai, if I let you buy groceries, our cupboards would have nothing but sweets in them."

Curious, Kyoya turned his head to find two familiar people leaning over a glass display. He could instantly recognize sandy blonde hair and golden neko traits sprouting from the smaller figure. The person next the short boy was someone he knew as well, or at least thought he did. The lanky posture and strawberry blonde hair were something he was no stranger to, but the matching cat ears and tail were another thing.

"Honey-senpai?" he heard himself call out. "Is that you?"

A blonde head twisted around and he was greeted with warm brown eyes. "Kyo-chan! It's so nice to see you! What brings you here?"

All though it was masked quite well, Kyoya noticed a small flicker of worry cross his face at seeing him, no matter what his tone was.

"Huh? Who?" the other person mumbled quietly, facing him as well.

Just as he was about to greet who he thought was the bartender for their Host club, Kyoya paused. This was definitely not the same mischievous redhead that was constantly tagging along with the females when they left. His face was too sweet and his eyes too innocent to be the same boy. The features were scarily identical, though, not counting the adorable cat features.

"I'm sorry for interrupting the two of you," Kyoya began, "let me introduce myself." He held out a black gloved-hand. "Kyoya Ootori, head of the Ootori line of hospitals and self-defense. And you are?"

There was a brief moment of hesitation. "Kaoru Hashimoto, best friend and roomate of Honey-senpai. It's nice to meet you, Kyoya." A hand gripped his carefully as they shook.

"It's always a pleasure to meet a friend of Honey's." They released hands. "To answer your question, Honey-senpai, Fuyumi asked me to pick up her order of cupcakes for her office party tomorrow. You know how she is."

"Cupcakes? Kao-chan, do you think-"

"No. We already have enough as it is. I can barely hold them all," Kaoru laughed, a sweet, delicate sound. "Plus, don't you want to stay warm this week? If we keep buying this many sweets, we won't have enough money for heat."

Honey pouted, his ears curling against his round head. "Okay..."

"So you said you were Honey-senpai's roomate," Kyoya pointed out.

Though it wasn't necessarily a question, he answered, "Yeah, I am. I have been for the past year and a half since high school."

Kyoya made a mental note of this and continued. "Has he mentioned to you of the club I work at?"

A small groan fell out of his mouth. "Don't tell me that you're inviting me also."

"Is that a problem?"

"No, no!" A flurry of hands reassured him. "It's just that he's been pestering me about it and about meeting his boyfriend for the past few weeks. I would be lying if I denied that it sounded like something I wasn't interested in."

"And why is that?" Kyoya quizzed, growing more and more interested with this new creature before him.

"It's because he's busy all the time! He says he's either busy with work or busy with studying for tests! It's always some excuse," Honey butted in, sounding pitiful.

"It isn't my fault that we have bills to pay and groceries to buy and an IRC to keep anew. If none of those were necessary then I would consider going."

This caused a loud outburst. "You said you would consider anyway!"

Kaoru blushed and fumbled for words. Thankfully, Kyoya came to his rescue...kind of.

"You should take our offer into consideration. After all, you seem like you would fit right in with the people there. It's the only way you could pay Honey back for being such a good friend to you, is it not? Didn't his boyfriend help pay for your college textbooks?" Now that he was listening to Kaoru and getting to know him somewhat, he was beginning to remember bits and pieces of things Honey has mentioned of a few of his close friends outside the Host club.

"Y-yes, but - hey! How did you know that?!" Kaoru squeaked.

"I have my sources, of course," Kyoya muttered, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Normally, he wouldn't go this far as to blackmail someone into coming to their club, but Kaoru was turning into someone completely appealing. He could actually provide a bartender of theirs a bit of entertainment for a little bit of time, which would certainly help with their money profits. Hikaru has been awfully distracted lately. Maybe a new - familiar face could change that.

When Kaoru realized this was all he was going to get for an answer, he sighed, his shoulders deflating. "I suppose I could drop in for a few minutes. It doesn't seem like I've got any plans on Friday anyway. Minori's giving me the day off from the diner, too."

"Good," Kyoya smirked. "I guess I will see you Friday night. I must be leaving, it's getting so late and Fuyumi will begin to worry, if she isn't sleeping that is."

"Okay, Kyo-chan! I'll be seeing you later!" Honey cheered, his tailing wiggling behind him.

Kaoru only nodded a goodbye as he juggled the containers of already-paid for desserts in his arms. Together, the two of them braced themselves for the cold before dashing out into the night, Honey hastily throwing another salutation over his shoulder.

Thinking to himself quietly, Kyoya walked up to the counter and told them his pre-paid order. The neko behind the counter scampered off, her coffee-colored tail sweeping gracefully behind her. She came back with two boxes full. She opened them up and offered him an inspection. When he deemed them perfect enough for his sister, the girl sealed them back up.

"Here you go, sir," she smiled. "Have a nice night."

Kyoya took the boxes, which proved to be heavier than appearance, and headed out without a farewell. His body didn't register the cold as he was too busy concentrating on not dropping the boxes and thinking about Kaoru. He couldn't shake the feeling that Friday was going to confirm to be an amusing night.

So there you have it! Chapter 2! Like I said, it's a leading-up chapter, not very long or exciting, but hey. It's better than nothing, right? I hope you liked it:) Don't forget to leave me a review! Tell me what you think!

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