Kyoya stood silently in the corner of the room as he watched the doctor pull pieces of glass from Tamaki's arms. Each wince Tamaki made forced Kyoya to wince too. He was feeling oddly empathetic.

Tamaki glanced over at Kyoya, his eyes burning with concern. "Are you okay, Kyo?"

Kyoya said nothing, just continued looking on until the last piece of glass was removed and gauze began to be wrapped around his arms. The entire time, Tamaki looked at Kyoya and Kyoya looked at his arms.

Kyoya stepped forward, grabbing the doctor's attention. "He doesn't need stitches?"

The doctor shook her head. "No, the cuts weren't deep enough for that, and he technically shouldn't need the gauze either. I'm only putting it on so his arms won't be irritated by his clothing."

"Thank you, Dr. Francis." Tamaki said quietly, making the female doctor blush slightly then clear her throat and look away.

The boys stared at each other for a while, one gaze angry, the other stubborn.

The doctor looked between them, then sighed, standing up from her chair. "I'll go get the bill, then."

She left the room and Tamaki spoke first. "Why are you mad?"

"Why am I mad?!" Kyoya bellowed. Tamaki didn't bother to flinch. He just continued to stare at him with those annoyingly innocent eyes. Kyoya grabbed Tamaki's collar semi-roughly. "Do you know how badly that could have gone? He could have been carrying a weapon, or he could have attacked you directly with that bottle!"

"And what if he had? I don't want anyone messing with you, Kyo."

"What if he had? You idiot! Do you really think I'd be happy waiting for you to maybe wake up next to your hospital bed?"

Tamaki smiled slightly. "Maybe not, but I wouldn't be happy if I was in that position."

"There's no way I would be in that position because, one: I have an entire police force at my fingertips, and two: I'm not a dumbass like you!"

Tamaki frowned. "You're really mad..."

Kyoya seethed. "YES, I'm really mad!"

Tamaki put his hands over Kyoya's and looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, Kyoya. I didn't you would be upset. You're right.. I was pretty dumb to try and take that guy on."

Kyoya let Tamaki's collar go and instead wrapped his arms around his neck, embracing him while burying his face into his friend's hair. "If you ever freak me out like that again, I will kill you."

Tamaki smiled and brought his arms up and around Kyoya, only wincing slightly at the sting on his arms. "Okay, Kyo-chan. As long as it's out of love."

Kyoya pulled back from him swiftly and rubbed his temple with aggravation. "I'm in love with an idiot."

Tamaki grinned and held his arms out again, puckering his lips. "Come here, Mommy! Daddy wants a kiss!"

Kyoya chuckled. "Whatever, Daddy. I have a bill to go fax you."

"What? Why don't you pay it?" Tamaki said with a laugh in his voice.

"Because I am not an idiot." Kyoya retorted.

"Why do you keep calling Daddy an idiot!?" Tamaki pouted. "Daddy was only trying to protect Mommy."

"Yeah, sure." Kyoya leaned forward and pecked Tamaki on the cheek quickly before exiting the room with a quiet. "Thanks for the thought."

Tamaki raised a hand to his cheek and grinned. Maybe he could accept himself now, knowing how it felt to love someone, to protect someone you love. It was too sweet to let go of, and Tamaki knew that the sweetness would only leave as soon as the Shadow Prince left him.

And the Shadow Prince already decided he wasn't leaving the King anytime soon.

*Short chapter, but fitting for the end of the story, right? :D

Well i hope this story was good... I really hope. Was it good? Too short maybe? ack, im sorry...

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