Not a Decoy

||Suoh Tamaki||

Friends, Bad Dates, and Kyouya

Yahoo! Finally slightly better. I feel really lovy-dovy right now so I think this one has lots of fluff. Tee Hee! The guy I like likes me back so I'm very happy. He's two years older than me so that makes him sixteen going on seventeen since I'm turning fifthteen soon I may be able to date him! :D Anywho enjoy this one and thank you for the reviews.

Haha, I noticed as I was writing Momiji that she has a lot of my traits. Not the whole whoreish thing though.

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"Yay!" Tamaki cheered around the Third Music Room. "Weekend! Weekend!" He blew on noise makers as the Club watched amused.

"Why are you so happy, Tama-chan?" Hunny asked cutely.

"Yeah, Tono, you always act like this during the weekends." The twins coursed. Tamaki spun in circles and smiled at his friends.

"I'm meeting Momiji-hime this weekend!" Tamaki sighed happily.

"Hey, Tamaki when are we going to meet this Momiji?" Kaoru asked curiously.

"Yeah, Tono, I mean she's all you talked about for the last four months." Hikaru wrapped his arm around Haruhi's shoulders.

"Ne, ne, I wanna meet Miji-chan, too. Right Mori?" Hunny smiled up at Mori. The silent senior agreed. Tamaki smiled at his friends.

"I'll ask Momiji-him today when I see her." Tamaki piped.

"Wha-? Your friends wanna meet me?" I inquired pointing at myself as Tamaki and I walked hand in hand toward my apartment.

"Yeah, they really want to meet you soon, so I was wondering on Monday if you can come to my school and see the club I tell you about." Tamaki asked shyly and I smiled up at him brightly.

"I'd love to meet your friends, Tamaki-kun." I tippy toed and kissed his cheek.

"I'll see you Monday, Tamaki-kun." I went to unlock my door, but Tamaki put a hand on my shoulder and spun me around. Surprised, I looked up at him with wide eyes. His face flushed pink and he began to fiddle with his fingers.

"Eh, um, well, you see." He stumbled upon his words as he looked at me and then to the side with a dazed look. "I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me tomorrow?" Tamaki asked hopefully, his violet eyes shining. I smiled at him as my heart hammered against my chest.

"Yeah!" I smiled happily. Tamaki blushed once again and grinned ear to ear as he pumped his fist into the air.

"I'll meet at Rurik's Restraint at seven." Tamaki kissed my forehead as I nodded my head shyly. I watch him as he walked away and grinned. I opened my door and walked in. I leaned against the door and squealed and blushed.

"I'm gonna tell him how I feel. I'm gonna kiss him!" I beamed.

I looked in the mirror and checked my outfit out. Rurik's Restraint was a very classy one. One that you had to dress nice for. I gazed at my red dress. The dress was tight and dipped low showing a moderate amount of cleavage. It had thick bar straps that tied behind my neck and it ended at my knees. My hair was pulled into chopsticks with stray strands of hair and my bangs framing my round face. My eyeliner was lightly done and so was my mascara. The black brought out my round brown eyes and the blush highlighted my cheek bones and tinted my pale skin wonderfully. I put on my matching heels and picked up my purse and left my home.

Tonight was the night

Tonight I, Kawabe Momiji, the school whore, was going on a date and NOT going to get him in her bed.

Tonight I, Kawabe Momiji, was going to confess to Suoh Tamaki, that I was in love with him.

Suoh Tamaki was not a happy man tonight. Tonight he was suppose to meet his gorgeous, beautiful, and wonderful Momiji. But instead he was trap at a formal dinner with his father and grandmother. He was dressed in a nice white tux with a deep purple button up shirt under it. He wanted to tell Momiji that he couldn't make it, but she wouldn't pick up her phone. Plus, it would be horrible. He didn't want to tell her that he couldn't come because she just looked so darn happy when he asked her. He gazed at his watch.

7:30 P.M

He sighed. He hoped Momiji wasn't waiting for him.

I was leaning against the bar. There was three parts of the restraint. There was a ballroom floor, the dinner area, and the bar. I right now was at the bar sitting there depressed. My eyes flickered toward the digital clock that hung above the bar.

8:00 P.M.

Where was Tamaki? I left my phone at home because I didn't want any calls on my, as pathetic as it sounds, first date. I mean, yeah, I fooled around with a lot of guys, but they never asked me out on dates. I just slept with them and it's not like after sex they ask me out.

I leaned my head against the counter.

"Can I have a pot if Sake please?" I ordered and the waiter brought me a bottle of Sake and I chugged it.

I hope he didn't stood me up

9:00 P.M.

"Another pot please!"

10:30 P.M.

"Another please!"

11:50 P.M.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Another pot."

12:30 P.M.

"The bastard!" I cried drunk, "He stood me up!" I sobbed into my arms as I drank my ah…um I lost count after six.

"It's okay sweetheart." A man cooed. "How bout we go to my place?" He asked. I dunno who this man was, but he was cute. Not only that but he looked nice.

"I knew he would stand me up! I mean I'm a whore!" I slurred ashamed. "He probably did this for fun!" I wailed and downed my beer. The man's hand slid down my back.

"Eh!?!" A voice called surprised, "Momiji?!" I whirled around to see a shocked Tamaki.

Man oh Man did he look hot in a tux!

"Tama-kun! You came!" I staggered out of my seat and stumbled over to him. I clung to his neck and snuggled into his chest. "I thought you stood me up!" I cried and Tamaki held me closer as I failed to hold my weight. His concerned purple eyes looked at me sadly.

"I'm sorry, Momiji-hime." I giggled and hugged him tighter.

"I like you calling me that. Momiji-hime! No one ever called me that. Never stop calling that, Tama-kun!" I blushed and Tamaki picked me up.

"Let's take you home." He began to walk away,

"Oh, oh, wait! I need to say bye." I struggled to turn around in Tamaki's arms and I waved good bye to the nice gay man. "Bye bye!" I waved and Tamaki slid me into his limo. I looked at it with wide eyes. "Whoa! It's huuuugggggee!" I laughed.

Tamaki looked at her sadly as she played with the window. He felt somewhat as though this was his fault.

She got herself drunk

Most likely to forget about Tamaki being five hours and thirty mintues late. Tamaki winced as he thought of how long she waited.

"Momiji why didn't you leave?" Tamaki asked sadly. Momiji turned around and waved a drunken finger at him.

"My name is Momiji-hime, Tama-kun! And only my king can call me that!" She lifted her arms into the arms and fell off her seat and laughed. She struggled to knee and crawled toward Tamaki. Tamaki blushed as she laid herself on top of him. She looked lustfully into his eyes. "And guess who my king is." She purred.

"I- I don't know." Tamaki blushed as her fingers walked up his chest and toward his chin she leaned close to his lips.

"You." She whispered before she went into a laughing fits of giggles. "That's why I waited for you Tama-kun. Because I knew my King would come." She sighed and soon went into a singing fits. She began singing "My Prince Would Come." From Snow White. She waved her index fingers into the air as she sang on the ground.

Tamaki carried Momiji into her apartment and unlocked the door with Momiji's keys. Tamaki set Momiji down on her bed and Momiji shot up taking off her dress. It fell to the floor leaving Momiji in her underwear and bra less. Tamaki blushed as she turned around and hugged him. He felt himself grow hot and aroused as her soft breasts pressed against him. Tamaki slid off his coat and unbutton his shirt. He detach Momiji from himself and took off his shirt to reveal him in a plain black shirt. He slid his button up on Momiji as she was giggling on the bed. He button it up for her and laid her back on the bed. Momiji wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. Tamaki maneuvered himself so she would land on his chest instead of him landing on her. He was too big and heavy for her petite self. He would crush her. Momiji laughed as Tamaki took her heels off. Momiji laid on his chest and sighed happily.

"Tama-kun do you know I'm a whore and I'm just using you to get you in bed?" Momiji asked as she breathed in Tamaki's shirt. Tamaki tensed and he felt his heart rip.

"I know." He whispered heart-broken as he ran his hand through her hair and he hugged her closer to him. He kissed her forehead as though to reassure himself.

"I bet you don't know this though." Momiji voice began to fade as she fell into drowsiness. "That I fell in love with you. I fell in love with you Tama-kun." She laughed lightly and Tamaki felt his heart swell and soar.

"I don't care if you don't love me. I'm still going love you. I don't care if you love another woman cause I'm still gonna love you. I don't care if you beat me away with sticks cause I'm never gonna leave your side. I love you Tamaki." Momiji looked up at Tamaki and Tamaki blushed. He smiled fondly at her and Momiji pressed her lips against Tamaki's. Tamaki kissed back and he could taste the alcohol. Momiji pulled herself away from Tamaki and rested her head on his chest once again.

"Why aren't you mad? Why aren't you disgusted with me?" Momiji asked and Tamaki kissed her head.

"Because I don't care." He murmured and hugged her tighter to prove his point. Momiji smiled as her eyes closed for sleep.

"I'm glad." She sighed as she fell into sleep. Tamaki smiled and he too fell asleep.

I woke up with a killer headache. I opened my eyes and instantly closed them. I slowly lifted myself up from bed and slowly opened my eyes. I looked around to see myself in bed and dressed in a large formal button up shirt. Immediacy I thought the worse. Did I take someone home?!

The like that, flashes of last night filled my mind. My confession of how I was in love with Tamaki, how I also confess my earlier plan, how he said he didn't care, and I remember a kiss. I shook my head to rid the thought but moaned in pain as my head throbbed. Now that had to be a dream. Everything else was so unrealistic that, that kiss must have been my imagination. I smiled softly.

He didn't care

I walked out of my room and I head soft clangs in the kitchen. Tamaki walked out dressed in my apron holding two plates of breakfast.

"I made breakfast." Tamaki grinned as he set them on the table.

"Lair." I accused and Tamaki tensed. "The stove isn't on, I ran out of eggs yesterday, and the take-out boxes are still on the counter." I pointed out and Tamaki smiled sheepishly as I sat down. "Thank you anyways." I smiled up and him as I began to eat my food. I wince at the light in the room.

"Coffee or tea?" Tamaki offered kindly.

"Tea please. Caffeine makes me crazy" I yawned as Tamaki placed a cup of tea on the table along with some aspirin. Tamaki sat across from me and eyed me warily.

"Do you remember anything last night?" Tamaki asked as he poked at his food. I raised an eyebrow as I swallowed the pills. I placed my cup down and traced my finger around the ring, staring into the dark drink.

"I told you why I wanted to meet you. I told you that I'm a whore and I told you that I love you." I whispered not wanting to look up at him. Tamaki's hands held mine from across the table and I looked up shocked.

"And I told you that I didn't care. I don't care. You're mine now." He smiled and I blushed. He suddenly let go of my hands and poked at his food again. "Do you remember anything else?" He asked. I didn't want to tell him that I kissed him, because what if it wasn't real? What if it was a dream and he laughs at me.

"Nope. That's all." I smiled and ate my eggs. Tamaki smiled and we ate breakfast together.

"So I'll see you later." I smiled at Tamaki as he gathered his things from my adobe.

"Yeah." Tamaki hugged me and I hugged him back. I looked up at him and swallowed my fear.

'I…I love you." I flushed scarlet and Tamaki smiled as he placed a hand on my head.

"I know." With that he kissed my forehead and left. I swoon as he left and got dressed. I was going to take a walk to clear my head.

I walked around town as I looked from store to store. I was wondering if Tamaki's friends would like me. I wonder if they were as kind as he was. I was lost in thought until a car pulled up to me and the door ripped open. A hand gripped my arm roughly and I was pulled in as the car drove by quickly. Angrily I turned to look to see a boy my age sitting in the car with two body guards. His had black hair cut in a neat fashion, glasses, gray eyes, he had a lap top on his lap and he wore a white button up shirt and black slacks.

"Hello Kawabe-san. My name is Ootori Kyouya and I have an offer to make." He smiled at me as his glasses glint dangerously.