Title: Light and Shadow

Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club

Pairings: Kyouya/Tamaki and Tamaki/Kyouya

Ratings: K-T

Summary: Various moments in the lives of Tamaki Suoh and Kyouya Ohtori. Each entry will be between 100 and 1000 words. Very light slash, at most kissing, massages, and snuggling in bed.

Disclaimer: I am not Bisco Hatori; ergo, I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I also don't own "Soft Kitty," which is from The Big Bang Theory.

3. Soft Kitty

Tamaki would get sick in the middle of the night, wouldn't he? Kyouya thinks as he approaches the front door at Suoh Mansion Number Two. It's two fifteen in the morning on a Saturday, a time he would normally be sleeping, and yet here Kyouya stands, a jacket thrown over his pajamas and dark circles lining his eyes. Tamaki called him about twenty minutes ago, saying he felt sick and he needed his "Mommy" near him. Normally, Kyouya would have ignored it, but this was Tamaki, his dear lover. If he needed him, Tamaki would surely do the same, wouldn't he? And after all, if his sickness escalated and the Host King was gone from club activities, the entire Host Club would fail to function. So it was for Kyouya's benefit as well that he came to see Tamaki.

He knocks on the door, and Shima, Tamaki's housekeeper, answers it. "Ohtori-san, thank you for coming so quickly."

Kyouya smiles tiredly. "No trouble at all, Shima-san. How is he?"

"He has a fever of thirty-nine degrees, aches, chills, and a nasty cough. He's been calling for you for some time now, Ohtori-san." Shima hands him a tray with a small bowl of water, a washcloth, a pot of tea, and two teacups. "Take this up with you."

Kyouya takes the tray and quickly travels up the stairs to Tamaki's bedroom. Not bothering to knock, he comes into the room and sees his dear lover lying on his bed, blankets akimbo. Tamaki lay curled on his side, clutching a sheet in his hands and shivering. Kyouya sets the tray on a table beside the bed and gently pushes Tamaki's golden hair away from his forehead.

Tamaki's eyes open blearily at that touch. "Kyouya? You came?" He coughs a little, looking nothing like the handsome King he was supposed to be.

"Of course I did," Kyouya replies. "After all, Mommy always has to look after Daddy." He guides Tamaki into a sitting position, pours a cup of tea, and gently feeds him the tea. After another cup of tea, he lowers Tamaki onto his back and sets a cool washcloth across his forehead. "Try to get some sleep, okay? I'll stay right here."

Tamaki yawns. "Will you sing 'Soft Kitty' for me?"

"You've been watching The Big Bang Theory again, haven't you?" Kyouya asks with a soft smile on his face. Tamaki had gotten addicted to watching the American sitcom over the summer. He got Kyouya to watch a few episodes as well, and he rather enjoyed it.

"Please sing it? And get in here while you're at it, sleeping in a chair's terrible for your back." Tamaki shifts over in the bed, and Kyouya slips in beside him.

Kyouya takes Tamaki's hand in his, and begins to sing softly, "Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur, happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr, purr, purr." He strokes Tamaki's hand with his thumb, and the song, combined with the steady movement, lulls the blonde back into sleep. Kyouya joins him later, waking occasionally with Tamaki's coughing to soak the washcloth and sing another chorus of "Soft Kitty."