Disclaimer: Ouran characters are not mine.

Warnings (in general for different drabbles): A/U, PWP, TWT, some OOCness, fluff, shonen-ai, yaoi, a bit of angst, lime/lemon/smut, and everything else I didn't manage to list.

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91. Drowning

Love was like water. Sometimes, you're able to just go with the flow, other times you're drowning, overwhelmed from too much or dying from not enough. Luckily, Kyouya had a lifesaver to hold on to when proverbial waters turned rough. Said lifesaver also doubled as a comfy pillow to sleep on too, after a…ahem…'rough' night of a different kind.

92. All That I Have

They were lying in bed, wrapped up in each others' arms after several intense rounds of lovemaking. Kyouya sifted his fingers through Mori's hair, never getting tired of petting the soft spikes. In turn, Mori snuggled closer, burying his face in the crook of his beloved's neck. Their silence was peaceful, just how they liked it. The younger man placed his lips on his darling's forehead, feeling a tender kiss on his neck in return. 'He made not be all that I have, but he'll always be all that I want…all that I need,' Kyouya thought to himself, not knowing that Mori was thinking the same thing.

93. Give Up

"Ugh, I give up," Haruhi panted out, bending over and resting her hands onto her knees in order to catch her breath. She looked up to see the twins, Honey-senpai and Tamaki-senpai chasing Antoinette in one of the Ootori family's grand enclosed parks on this nice breezy day. The brunette looked to the side and spotted Kyouya-senpai reading a book under a sakura blossom tree, stroking Mori-senpai's head in his lap as the senior napped in the shade. She smiled at the sight, before she heard Antoinette come back around toward her and glomped the poor unsuspecting girl. Just another day with the Host Club, she supposed as the golden retriever licked her face, her friends' laughter ringing into the air.

94. Last Hope

He was in the middle of reading his Japanese Literature homework with Kyouya when Mitsukuni came running in, a teary, distressed look on his cherubic face. Immediately, he was up and on his feet. "Mitsukuni?"

"Takashi, Kyou-chan! Usa-chan is stuck in a tree!" he cried, jumping into his cousin's arms. "I accidentally threw her up too high and she got caught! You have to help me! I tried everything and I can't climb the tree because the branches are too high! Please! You're my last hope!"

"Shh, shh, Honey-senpai. Let's go and see if we can get Usa-chan down for you, hm?" Kyouya said, the ever-present voice of reason.

Big honey glazed eyes turned to him, and the shorter senior nodded. "O-Okay, Kyou-chan." If anyone could get his Usa-chan back, it was Takashi and Kyou-chan for sure!

95. Advertisement (Warning: A hint of a crossover with Bleach, and hybrids. :D)

Mori eyed the strange pet shop warily, making Takeshi roll his eyes lazily in fond exasperation.

"Oh, come on aniki, you know you want to…" his younger twin tried to entice, but all he got was a lift of an eyebrow and a glance at the tanuki sleeping in his arms for his efforts. "This little guy is yours, as well as Piyo-chan," Takeshi spared a glance at the chick sitting on his brother's shoulder before turning back to him, "and Satoshi loves to play with Tsume back at home. I want a pet of my own. I promise this place is legit," he waved a folded flier for the place in between two long fingers.

"…Fine." Takeshi smirked in victory, nuzzling his brother briefly before they made their way inside. The little bell chimed merrily in welcome when they opened the door, and Takeshi began looking around as Mori took the place in.

"Welcome to Urahara's Pet Shop!" a blond man with a green and white striped hat greeted cheerfully behind the counter, "If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me~!" The brothers nodded to the quirky man and slipped further into the shop to the hybrid section.

"Well, well, well," Takeshi drawled, slinking closer towards a pair of strawberry blond kitten twins who caught his eye. "Will you look at that."

Mori cocked his head. "They're cute."

"Mmm, yes they are," he purred, stroking the tanuki's soft fur when he felt the little creature stir awake, yet his smoky gaze stayed on the two uncertain yet curious golden pairs of eyes staring back at him on the other side of the glass. Mori left his brother to his own devices as he wandered around the shop, looking into enclosures and living spaces of animals and hybrids alike.

He was about to head back when suddenly Piyo-chan peeped and hopped off his shoulder…right into the living space of a snake hybrid. Mori froze when he saw sleek black coils shift, revealing two gently curved horns, a slender pale upper body, and dark enchanting slitted orbs behind modern stylish frames. The thought of the naga's beauty registered briefly in the back of his mind, but right now, he was more worried about Piyo-chan who was cheeping happily, unafraid even in the face of a potential predator.

The hybrid stared at the small, yellow, fluffy thing that invaded his quarters and slithered closer, keeping an eye on the little creature's tense owner all the while. Slowly, the naga bent down and scooped the baby chick up, cooing softly and gently rubbed the back of a long clawed finger against the soft down feathers on the its breast. He chuckled lightly when it cheeped again and petted its little head, before gliding closer to the man watching them closely.

With a half-lidded smile he held out his slim hands, Piyo-chan looking oddly content in the middle of those menacing-looking claws. Carefully, Mori went to take back his chick when the little thing decided to hop up onto the surprised naga's head instead, and nested comfortably in between his horns. The two blinked at each other before they broke out into chuckles.

"Piyo-chan likes you," Mori muttered in his low voice.

"Hm, and I like Piyo-chan back," the hybrid replied silkily, slitted eyes focused on him intently. The snake chuckled again when Mori shyly looked away, a hint of red to his normally blank face.

"Takashi?" Mori turned to the side and saw a smug Takeshi standing there with a purring strawberry blond kitten nuzzling his biceps on each arm, his tanuki lying across his twin's broad shoulders. The older boy could also see a grinning Urahara standing not too far behind either. "I thought you weren't going to get anything or anyone today," his brother remarked slyly.

Mori turned back and looked at the snake hybrid who tilted his head, wanting to know his answer would be too. "I wasn't," Mori began, watching that lovely face turn downcast, "but I think I'll take this one, if he'll let me." He smiled when the naga's eyes lit up in pleasant surprise and stepped closer to him, "What's your name?"

"I am Kyouya, Master," the hybrid murmured, curling against the man's chest when he came near enough.

"Will you come home with me, Kyouya-kun?" Mori asked for the sake of politeness, his arms snaking around his new pet's waist unconsciously.

The naga gave him a beautiful smile, a sensuous gleam in his eyes, "With pleasure." On top of his head, Piyo-chan peeped in agreement.

96. In the Storm (takes place in the 'Mori the Wild, and Kyouya the Cool' universe)

In the darkened grande salon, techno beats thumped along the floor and the walls as different colored lights flashed in time with the music. Looking around him, Kyouya would have to say that the first Ouran Host Club Rave Party was a success. He'd have to thank Em-senpai for the idea and Taj-senpai for her connections to all sorts of entertainers later. As Basshunter's "Thunder in Paradise" was blasting out of the speakers, their awed guests watched the professional glowstick spinners do what they do best from the borders of the dance floor as the pros danced. Their movements were fluid and the performance choreographed perfectly with the lights and music. Many guests were dancing and jumping to the catchy song, all in all having a wonderful time despite not quite understanding the concept of this party at first, especially the dress code.

At the insistence of Taj-senpai and Em-senpai, the Hosts were decked out in rave gear in support of the theme as well, who were all scattered and mingling amongst the guests. Kyouya himself was wearing a snug black leather turtleneck sleeveless vest zipped up all the way, matching leather pants and heeled booted with buckles, buttons and more zippers scattered everywhere along the outfit and acting as accessories.

"Beat change!" he heard Em-senpai shout into the microphone up in the DJ's booth in her excitement, surprising the poor guy, and indeed the song altered slightly but it was no less catchy than before.

The bespectacled boy gave a slight start when a pair of strong arms slid across his stomach, before relaxing and moving to the music when his partner began their own dance. He was twirled around, never losing his rhythm as black eyes met his own. The Shadow King let said eyes wander downwards, noting how roguish Mori looked in a fitted black wife beater with a tight fishnet t-shirt underneath, black jean shorts that reached pasted his knees almost to his combat boots, as well as a pair of huge black skull candy headphones around his neck and a decorative wristband. His senpai smiled and together they allowed themselves to indulge in the song, letting the bass thunder around them as they stood in the middle of the storm of people.

97. Safety First

The sound of soft, wet kisses could be heard from Kyouya's bedroom just before Mori gently pulled his long fingers out, "Mm…" his little Shadow King moaned, a light shiver coursing through the lithe body when he pulled back and reached for the night stand, returning with a little square tinfoil packet. He was about to rip it open with his teeth when a slender hand touched his own. "Let me…" Kyouya breathed, sitting up and moving his face closer to his to take the square away with his teeth, a seductive smile on his lips.

His younger lover gently turned them around and pushed him to lie back on the bed, his head propped up comfortably by fluffy down pillows while Kyouya straddled his waist. The bespectacled boy then tore open the packet and placed the rolled up condom to his lips, a rare mischievous gleam as he slowly moved down his body and lowered himself until he was face to head with not-so-mini Mori. With a saucy wink, Kyouya carefully went about unraveling the condom onto the large, engorged girth and Mori had to clench his teeth to hold back a groan at the feel of his hot, wet mouth swallowing him whole and effectively sheathing his length with rubber.

"Kyouya…" the larger male sat up and pulled him back up to meet his lips. When they broke apart, Mori stared at his love for a moment and cocked his head to the side at the curious taste of… "Strawberries?" Kyouya smiled and pulled him back into another kiss as he slowly lowered himself down onto Mori's lap.

"Safety first, but that doesn't mean it has to be boring," he managed to gasp out, shuddering at the penetration when he finally bottomed out. Squeezing his inner muscles experimentally, Kyouya only had a moment to comprehend the dark, hungry look in his lover's eyes before he was flipped around, and Mori buried himself deep inside his body. "A-Ahn! Takashi!"

"Fuck safety," his senpai growled roughly into his ear, and a delightedly surprised Kyouya blushed a little at the coarse language. Mori never cursed, ever. The younger male found it strangely sexy and it made him burn all the more hotter for the other boy. He had a feeling the pleasure was going to be positively mind-blowing if that was any indication.

"Unh! Takashi!" he arched his body into the solid, muscled one above him as he indeed felt something, mewling when Mori harshly brushed against his prostate again.

As his lover continued plowing into him, Kyouya got the feeling that they were going to be at this for a while, if not all night. How…delightful. He had plans on trying all the different flavors in all kinds of kinky positions. Thank Gods for buying in bulk.

…"*Oh*!"

98. Puzzle (takes places after #48. Childhood)

One activity the Morinozukas liked to do on the weekends as a family was to do puzzles. It was very calming and enriching for the brain which Kyouya approved of, and Kenji loved puzzles of all kinds. Sometimes they would gather around the coffee table with all the jig-saw pieces scattered around the table top before they went to work putting the picture on the box together. Other times, Kyouya would have the newspaper spread out instead, and both 'mother' and son would solve the Sudoku as a team while Mori attempted the crossword puzzle. After they finished the Sudoku, Kyouya and Kenji would help him with the ones he didn't get. It was a ritual of sorts, and it brought them all closer together as a family. With the new addition, family bonding was important after all from what Kyouya's read.

99. Solitude

Before, the two had enjoyed their own solitude away from everyone, at least for a little while. But now that they have each other, they are quite content to spend their alone times with each other.

100. Relaxation

With a quiet sigh, Mori allowed himself to fully relax on his stomach, listening to the calm waves of the ocean and the sounds of the rest of the Hosts playing in the water, building sand castles, or gathering seafood for tonight's dinner as he basked in the warm sunshine. They were back at the beach, this time without clients, and it was a nice change of pace from Host Club duties and exams.

He felt a shadow suddenly fall across his back, blocking the sun, and cracked open a dark eye to see Kyouya kneeling next to him, offering an ice-cold strawberry-banana smoothie complete with a little purple umbrella. He smiled lazily at his lover, sitting up and taking the offered beverage but not before leaning in and stealing a quick kiss. Life was good, he decided as Kyouya joined him on his towel and laid his head onto his shoulder. He slid an arm around his kohai and took a sip of his smoothie. Mm. Yes, life was definitely looking up.

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A/N: OMG, I'm done! I have completed the 100 Themes Challenge! *does victory dance* :D All 52 pages of it, and just it time for Christmas too. Think of this as an early present for my readers. Yu guys rock. This last set is dedicated to my reviewers, especially TheaBlackthorn who was awesome enough to review every set I posted. Tank yu dearie! Now if only I could get 100 reviews for these drabbles…*winkwinknudgenudge* It'd be a great present for me, personally. :D Haha, Happy Holidays, everyone! Hope yu enjoyed them. Tell me what yu think, but please use yer manners! :3