A/N: I know. I know. This is meant to be a thing I can update, like, every three days, and it's taken me a zillion years to update. I suck! Whatever. I'm a procrastinator by slightly shite nature. C'est la vie. Hey, maybe now that I've done this, I'll sort out In Circumstance!
(Unlikely.) *also trying to remain positive* YES! This is finally done. You know how long it took? Five minutes. Tops. I was writing on my non-internet compy last night (it's where my two other multi-chaptered non-internet non-completed Host Club fics are) and I was like, I need to go to bed... But then I saw CoF and clicked it, saw Break Away and started writing. Five minutes! Jesus Christ.
Disclaimer: Hello, I'm Hatori Bisco and I own Tamaki, Kyouya, Kaoru, yesyes... KIDNON I own nothing. Except my inimitable wit.
Break Away
Tamaki hated goodbyes. They tore at his soul in a way beyond comparison - it was easy if he knew there was a definite yes in the question of would he ever see that person again. It was easy if it was a daily thing, like saying goodbye to Kyouya, or Mori, or his dog. It was easy if it was a joke of a bye, if it wasn't really a goodbye at all. It was easy, really...
Until it was too hard. Until it was difficult for the words to leave his mouth, for him to cultivate a sentence that would be a definite farewell. To think - him, speechless! But it could happen. It had happened. Once, only once - but it was enough for him to gain a definite dislike for the goodbye. Why say goodbye anyway? What use did it have? Closure? Joy? Sadness? All goodbyes did was cause despair and hurt to everyone. Pointless words.
At least, he once thought that, Once - a long time ago. Now...goodbyes meant something else. Anticipation for the next day - a chance for a hug and a wave - excitement to see the other person as soon as possible.
Saying goodbye...to his mother, had been the hardest thing he'd ever done. Holding her, for the last time- smelling her fragrance- feeling her touch- having the comforting knowledge of her being there- none of that was left. That was gone from him, merely a memory. He loved his mother so much. So much.
And he was determined that, for her, he'd be the Suoh head she could be proud of. Someone who could do nothing short of save the world. Someone revered, respected, loved - someone who could break away from the mould of every other CEO and become someone that really meant something.
He hated goodbyes, loved his mother - and one day, when he took over Suoh Corps and challenged the world, he'd find her again. He wouldn't have to say goodbye. They'd live together happily, his father and his mother in love again and him, Tamaki Suoh, at the head of the company. It could happen. It was his future. He was going to make it happen.