DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Ouran High School Host Club

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Warnings: Yaoi, cursing(the usual)

Enjoy chapter eleven!

Chapter 11

It was quite amusing to Kaoru as the drama queen raged. "Stupid! He's so fucking stupid! Stupid Tamaki!" the queen shouted, harshly rolling up his shirts and throwing them in his bag.

"I'm done! I'm so done with him!"

Kaoru quirked an eyebrow as the queen frantically searched the room. "Where's my other black shirt!? Where the fuck did it go!?"

The queen turned around and stared at him. Kaoru just stared back and stayed silent; giving him a blank look. When he didn't answer the queen snarled and turned back. "Screw it! Who needs that stupid shirt anyways!? Not me!"

Kaoru sighed. He's losing it. "Izumi." The queen abruptly turned back around. "What!?" he snarled. "Stop throwing a tantrum." he told him calmly.

"Tantrum!? I'm not throwing a tantrum! What gave you that idea!?" Izumi shrieked. "Izumi you're screaming for a shirt. And you're packing your things." Izumi grumbled something under his breath.

"Are you seriously going to leave just because of what Tamaki did?" Kaoru asked.

"Just because!? You make it sound like it wasn't a big deal!" Izumi shouted. He was extremely pissed off. "It wasn't. It was just a kiss." Kaoru told him, which ticked him off more. "And it's not like it was your first kiss so quit your bitching."

Izumi glared at him and growled, "If I remember correctly you were pretty mad when I kissed you that day too! So what's your excuse, huh!?"

Kaoru sighed at how stupid he can be. "Idiot, that was my first kiss." The raven haired's eyes widened in shock. "W-wait. That was your first kiss?"

He rolled his eyes at Izumi. "Yes. Thanks for asking after making out with me a couple times and nearly dry humping me." he responded dryly. The raven haired glared once again and snarled, "Hey! The majority of those times you started!"

Izumi stared long and hard at Kaoru who gave him a blank expression. He scowled and turned back to packing his bag. Expect afterwards Izumi got his bag taken away. His blue eyes snapped up and saw the auburn haired holding his bag.

"Why did-" he cut off when the boy turned the bag over and everything inside fell on his bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" he shrieked and jumped up to take it from him.

Kaoru handed it over and smirked. "You still going to leave?" The raven haired opened his mouth but didn't speak. "If you are, I'll just keep doing that." Izumi glared at him and turned away, putting his clothes back in. "Whatever, I'll stay." he grumbled. "It's not like I can even leave with Kyouya in the way." Izumi sighed in frustration.

Kaoru smiled, "Exactly, so let's head back to the others." he offered. The raven haired frowned a bit but got up from his bed and left the room with him.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon the group played a treasure hunt. The girls were to go with their roommate and search for items around Osaka and complete simple trials. The trials went from solving questions, to guessing which twin was Hikaru, to making Izumi blush.

This trial was the girls' personal favorite. They enjoyed how easy it was too make the raven haired blush. It was thrilling too. Many girls figured out what would make him blush with the kiss incident earlier. Some girls though, were still completely oblivious.

"Kyaa~! We get to make Izumi blush!" the two girls in front of him squealed. Izumi smiled at them and said, "That's right. You can say or do anything you want." The girls squealed louder and squirmed around. "So who wants to go first?"

The shortest of the two stepped in first, "Oh me! Me!" He chuckled a bit and nodded.

"Alright go ahead." he encouraged, although he was actually quite nervous. The kind of things he's been told were seriously perverted questions. He wonders, what goes on inside these girls' heads? "Um, let me see." the girl thought, staring at Izumi intensely.

The girl smiled cunningly, which frightened him. But what the girl did next was completely unexpected. And inappropriate for a girl of her status. The girl slyly walked over to him giving him a seductive smile.

"Izumi~" the girl purred in the cutest voice she should muster. The girl then leaned against him and ran her hands up his chest. "Nina what are you doing!?" her roommate shouted, shocked at this. This stunned Izumi too but eventually he recovered and gently pushed her away.

He smiled, "I'm sorry, that's not going to work."

The girl pouted and let her friend try. The tallest girl shook her head in disappointment. "That's not how you make Izumi blush. Watch and learn." The tall girl looked at Izumi straight in the eyes and said, "Izumi who's the uke? You or Tamaki?" And of course that made the raven haired blush a dark red.

"Wha-what are y-you asking!?" Izumi yelled in embarrassment.

The tall girl nodded in approval and glanced at her friend. "See that's how you do it." The short girl made an 'oh' face and nodded repeatedly. The short girl smirked and turned towards the blushing boy. "It's you on the bottom, right?"

Izumi's face turned even darker, "Wha-wh ah y-you t-t-ta-ta, uh." The raven haired wasn't able to form proper words so he hid his face in his hand, the other pointed in the direction they needed to go.

The girls giggled and walked away, leaving Izumi in the overbearing embarrassment. "I hate this game." Izumi muttered and sighed.

The day ended with the girls sharing stories on how Izumi reacted towards them. And then for some reason Tamaki went over to the raven haired and hugged him while he wasn't looking. Everyone laughed when Izumi stubbornly refused to talk to the blonde while he repeatedly apologized.

Kaoru knew, from the giggles of the girls, that Izumi just further confirmed to them he was a tsundere uke. In some ways he agreed with them. Izumi is without a doubt a tsundere. As for being an uke, part of him agreed and part of him disagreed.

Last night Izumi definitely took the roll of a seme, but sometimes he acted like an uke. Maybe he's just a shy seme. An extremely bashful one too. Kaoru turned towards the raven haired who was organizing his clothes on his bed. He wanted to test this.

"Hey I'm going to change right here, okay?" Kaoru asked out loud. "Mm." Izumi hummed, telling Kaoru he didn't care. He didn't even look up. Kaoru was a little disappointed but maybe when he starts changing Izumi looks up.

The auburn haired first made sure he was in view of Izumi and started with his shirt. He took it off slowly in a way he figured looked sexy. Just as slowly he took his jeans off, sticking his ass out as he bent over.

Izumi finished folding one shirt just to go to the next one. First he placed the shirt face down. Next he folded the sleeves in. Then he folded it in half, turned it over and folded it in half again. Done, next one. Fold the sleeves, fold in half, turn, fold in half, grab another one, repeat.

He finished stripping himself to his boxers and turned to the other expectantly. The raven haired was still folding his clothes. He didn't even glance! Kaoru pouted and decided to use another tactic.

"Izumi, I'm sleeping like this, alright?" He smirked inwardly; Izumi made him wear a shirt last night, meaning he didn't want Kaoru to sleep like this when with him.

Izumi's blue eyes tore away from his clothes, to Kaoru's underdressed self. "That's fine if you want to." he nonchalantly said while shrugging. Izumi turned back to his clothes and finished up his folding, proceeding to putting them away in his bag. Kaoru froze in confusion. This was not the reaction he hoped for. Damn it. Time to use my last tactic.

After the clothes were put in his bag, making sure to leave out the shirt he was going to sleep in, Kaoru spoke up again. "You should get ready for sleep too." Izumi nodded, "I know." He stood up and began taking off his shirt.

Kaoru blushed a bit at the bold action. "W-wait! Hold up!" The raven haired finished taking off his shirt and tilted his head in question. "You're changing here?" Kaoru asked. He was so confused at the moment.

"Yes, why?" Izumi asked, not seeing the problem. "Well I mean, yesterday you changed in the bathroom." Izumi's blue eyes looked to the side for a few seconds before turning to him again, as if he were remembering something. "Right, I thought you didn't want to change in front of me when you asked me where I was going to change. But since you just did, there's no point in going to the bathroom."

Kaoru stayed silent for a few seconds then sighed and shook his head afterwards.

Izumi resumed undressing and took off his jeans. He grabbed his shirt and was about to put it on when Kaoru stopped him again. "Ah wait." Izumi gave him an irritated glance, getting tired of having to postpone his changing.

"Why don't you sleep like that?" he asked curiously. Izumi looked at the auburn haired questionably.

"Sleep like what?" the raven haired asked with his head to the side again. "You know, sleep without a shirt." Kaoru elaborated. Heh, this will definitely work. He wanted to make Izumi bashful again by getting him to sleep without a shirt. I mean, if Izumi refuses then that meant he's shy about his body.

"I don't… like sleeping without one." Izumi replied while frowning. So far, so good. "But why? What's wrong with sleeping without one?" he urged, wanting Izumi to get flustered.

The raven haired sighed in annoyance, "I just don't like it." What the hell is Kaoru going on about? Kaoru hummed a bit and replied, "Why don't you sleep like this, just this once?" Izumi looked at him blankly, "No."

The boy pouted at that. "But why? Come on, I'm sleeping like this." He just doesn't give up, does he? "So? You sleep like that if you want, but I'm not."

This is perfect. He was getting the reaction he wanted. "What, are you shy or something?" he asked in a teasing voice. The raven haired growled, "I'm not shy." Kaoru giggled at that, "Yes you are. Otherwise you wouldn't be so stubborn."

He watched in amusement as Izumi ruffled his hair in frustration. "Kaoru, stop it." Izumi warned him. "No. Tell me why you won't sleep without a shirt." Kaoru said, refusing to back down. "Drop it, Kaoru." the raven haired growled.

"No I won't. Not until you tell me!"

"I said, drop it!"

"Tell me first!"

"No!"

"It's because you're shy, right?"

"That's not it!"

"Then give me a reason!"

"Kaoru!" Izumi glowered at him menacingly, but he didn't care. "Just tell me!" Kaoru shouted. "You little fucking- it's because of my scars, alright!? There are you happy!?" the raven haired yelled back.

Kaoru paused and blinked, not fully understanding what he meant. "Your scars?" Izumi sighed in frustration, "Yes, I despise my scars so I wear a shirt." Still, he didn't understand. "But why do you despise... your scars?" he asked slowly, trying to wrap his head around it. Sure Izumi had a lot of scars but why would he despise them?

"What do mean why? Because they're hideous!" Izumi reasoned, as if it were obvious. Hideous? Kaoru glanced over at Izumi's chest. He honestly didn't find them hideous. He kind of found them to be intriguing in a way. But not hideous.

Izumi noticed Kaoru was staring so he turned around, away from his view. He was feeling insecure about his body now. Talking about his scars made him feel disgusting. Izumi sighed and opened up the shirt in his hands. He was going to put it on when he felt himself being turned around. He was about to complain but he stopped when Kaoru wrapped his hands around Izumi's neck.

"But I don't find them hideous, Izumi." Kaoru said as he looked at him. Izumi narrowed his eyes and tried to push the other off.

"Stop it. Get off."

The auburn haired shook his head and tightened his grip. "Izumi, there's nothing wrong with it. Your scars are you." Izumi's eyes widened a little at that. That line sounded familiar.

"Oh stop worrying so much Izumi. I like them. Your scars are you."

That sweet childish voice echoed in his head painfully. Izumi nearly started to panic until he looked at Kaoru.

They weren't the same. Amber eyes were staring at him, not dark brown one's. Auburn hair fell in those eyes, not black. Their eye level was nearly the same, not a huge difference where Izumi had to bend down for him to hold on. "Izumi?" Kaoru's voice replaced the other one, his wasn't as high-pitched nor was it as childish. Izumi took in Kaoru's worried expression and shook his head. This is different.

"I'm wearing a shirt." Izumi said and pushed him off. Kaoru was concerned but knew he shouldn't push it further. He just watched as the raven haired put on his shirt. "Let's go to sleep." Izumi said while turning. He nodded and went over to the bed as Izumi turned the light off. The raven haired sighed as he stretched out on the bed, getting comfortable. He turned to the side, facing Kaoru with his eyes closed. Kaoru smiled a little and gently grabbed Izumi's face with both his hands.

The boy opened his eyes in confusion. Kaoru gave a chaste kiss and smiled widely. "Goodnight." he said happily. Izumi raised an eyebrow but muttered 'goodnight' as well.

He closed his eyes, ready to go to sleep again, but then he felt an arm go around his waist. A second after, a body was pressed against his. He opened his eyes again and noticed auburn hair under his chin.

"What are you doing?" he asked irritated.

"I'm cold." Kaoru mumbled back.

Izumi glared even though the other couldn't see it. "Then wear a shirt." he growled lowly. He felt Kaoru tighten his grip. "Don't wanna." he replied, mumbling again. Izumi sighed but let it go. He was way too tired to deal with this now.

He just wrapped his arm around Kaoru as well. "Just go to sleep." he whispered and buried his face the auburn hair as Kaoru hummed back.

The two middle-aged gentlemen sipped their tea in silence. The black haired man was the first to speak up. "I heard about his son attending Ouran." The brown haired man in front of him smiled. "Did you?" he asked, already knowing whose son he was referring to. The black haired man, Yoshio Ootori, nodded. "Yes, I heard from Kyouya. I wanted to know, why?"

The brown haired man, Yuzuru Suoh, sighed. "So that's what this is about." Yoshio frowned and put down his tea, folding his hands over his lap. "Yuzuru, you know well about that boy's family. Having him attend this school puts your students in risk of danger."

The chairman thought about it for a bit; he was trying to figure out how to tell him. "Izumi wouldn't do anything that would put the other students in danger." he said even though he knew it wouldn't be enough. "Right now he's not doing anything, but later he might. He could be just like his father." Yoshio reasoned.

Yuzuru wasn't surprised about that; he didn't know anything about Izumi after all. "He won't turn out like him, Yoshio. I wouldn't even be surprised if he hated his father." This seemed to peak the man's interest. "Now, why would that boy hate his father?" Yuzuru frowned, but figured telling him a little would get him off his case.

"I don't know the exact details but," he lied, so he wouldn't have to say much. "From what I know, after Norio's wife died he lashed out his depression on his son. Izumi's been enduring his abuse for almost ten years already. I found out when I visited them in Germany seven years ago. I couldn't do anything, though. I feared for my family and I know Norio is capable of just about anything in his state." He paused, feeling at fault at how he wasn't able to do anything. Maybe he wouldn't have gotten that hurt if I did something.

But there wasn't anything he could do without the possibility of putting his own family in danger. "Izumi wasn't able to go to school because he was always covered in bruises. Not like a lot of schools even accepted him because of his family. But I figured this is the most I could do for him. Let him attend Ouran and make friends." he finished and sipped his tea.

"He's away on business right now, no?" Yoshio asked after a while. He nodded, "That's right, but I don't know where he is."

The black haired man frowned. It seems this abuse is still going on. "And what will happen once he comes back? He's not going to be away forever; he'll be back eventually." Yuzuru continued drinking his tea in silence. After a few seconds he put the cup down.

"That's right, he'll be back. I doubt it'll be anytime soon, but when he does… there's nothing more I can do for Izumi. It'll be all him after that." Yuzuru said sternly. He couldn't blame him; Norio Kaneko was raised to take from others. As for the boy, it seems he might be different after all. "Yoshio, I want you to talk with your son. Try to make him be friends with Izumi. He needs all the friends he can get. They're the only ones that can keep him sane."

He thought about it. It's true that Kyouya doesn't get along with him from the things he hears. But that never concerned him since being friends with that boy wouldn't be profitable. But it wouldn't hurt to try. "I'll tell him." he replied. Yuzuru smiled and stood up. "It's about time I take my leave. It was nice having this talk with you." he said. Yoshio stood up as well and shook the man's hand. "Same to you, Yuzuru. Thank you for taking my offer to have this meeting." The chairman nodded and was led out the door.

Yoshio was concerned about the boy being in the same school as his son; he invited Yuzuru over to talk to him about it. But it seems like he worried about nothing. There's only a few days left until they return from Osaka. He'll talk to son about the boy then.

A teen girl sat on the bed with a book in her hand. The book was about a shepherd who threw away everything he had in order to chase after his dream. This was one of her most cherished books. She lost count on how many times she's read it.

She was currently in the an intense scene where the shepherd was about to turn into the wind, when a light knock filled her ears. She glanced up as her bedroom door was opened without her consent. How rude! Her face automatically turned into a scowl as a raven head shyly peeked in.

"What do you want?" she snapped, wanting to continue her reading.

The small boy looked at the floor bashfully, poking at something on the floor with his foot. "I had a nightmare." he said softly.

The boy was named Izumi, he's the son of her master; she was a maid. Izumi was seven years old and he irritated her.

"So? Go to your mom or something." she said sternly and opened her book again. "I did but she doesn't feel well." Izumi said sadly.

"Then go to someone else." she sighed and closed the book again. She couldn't concentrate with the boy here.

"B-but I want to stay with Liviya." Izumi said cutely while looking at her with his big blue eyes and his head tilted. She scowled knowing what he was trying to do.

"You're not staying with me. Leave." she growled.

Izumi started fidgeting as if he were thinking. Then she heard it. A soft sniffle that was followed by another one, louder this time. Her eyes widened in panic. Oh God no. Please don't cry! Then there it was; a high-pitched wail bounced off the walls and ringed in her ears.

Izumi stood there crying and wailing loudly. She looked around in panic, not knowing what to do.

There was a pound on the wall next to her bed, "Hey new girl! Calm that boy down! We're trying to sleep here!"

She cringed and looked over at the crying boy. "Izumi alright you can sleep with me! Just please stop crying!" she pleaded. In a flash the boy stopped crying and grinned as he wiped his tears.

"Okay!" he said happily and hopped onto her bed.

Liviya glared at the boy. This fucking brat tricked me with crocodile tears!? She continued staring at the boy who laid on her bed with a smile on his face. She faintly smiled as well, noticing how cute this boy was when he slept. Well this isn't too bad. She laughed lightly and turned off the lamp and put the book on the night table.

A now grown woman of twenty-six stared at the portrait of Izumi with his parents. She smiled at how little-Izumi grinned up at the camera.

"What? Do you miss him already?" A voice behind her teased. She turned around and scowled at the fake blonde. "Who misses that idiot?" she snapped and turned around to look at the room. "He didn't even clean his own fucking room!" she growled, taking in the mess of clothes everywhere.

"He did clean. You just decided to throw clothes at him." Ryuu said and rolled his eyes. Liviya glared, "He made fun of me!"

The fake blonde raised an eyebrow at her. "Well you were wearing indecent clothing." Her face heated up at that word. "Indecent!? That's what I sleep in!" she yelled frantically.

"I know. But I never would've guessed you to be a lacy girl." Ryuu teased with a smirk on his face. "It-it's comfortable so shut up!" she stuttered out with her face red. She left the room and heard the fake blonde laugh behind her.

"You sure you ain't just trying to hit someone up?" he asked as he followed her out the room. Liviya turned around and gave him a blank stare, "There's only two guys living here right now. And that's Izumi and you. Izumi's young and prefers guys. And you,"

The girl eyed him over, "Aren't even worth my time, honey." Ryuu's emerald eyes glared at her, "Bitch."

Her brown ones glared back, "Asshole."

They glared at each other for a while before Liviya huffed and walked off. Ryuu just rolled his eyes and went in a different direction.

A strand of raven hair fell onto the sleeping boy's face. Kaoru picked up his hand and brushed it behind Izumi's ear.

He had just woken up to find the raven haired besides him still sleeping. He looked incredibly adorable while sleeping, so Kaoru took advantage of this moment to stare at him for a while. He kind of looks like a girl. Kaoru thought as he softly ran his hand over Izumi's face. His hand went lower; going over his jaw, past his neck, and to the collar bone and slightly exposed skin after. Kaoru caught something and pulled the collar of the shirt down more. He can just barely see the outline of a scar starting around Izumi's collar bone.

Kaoru was desperate for answers; all he knew was who did it. But he wanted to know more. Is he still being abused? Kaoru wondered. He knew from Kyouya that his father was away on business, but that's it. What about Tamaki? Did he know about Izumi's past? He probably did; the day they found out about Izumi's wound Tamaki wasn't as bewildered as the rest.

But what Kaoru wanted to know more about was why his father abused Izumi in the first place. A soft sigh snapped Kaoru out of his thoughts. He glanced over at the raven haired's still sleeping face and smiled. For the most part, Izumi seemed fine at the moment.

Kaoru leaned over and grabbed the boy's chin. He dragged the sleeping face up and ghosted his lips over Izumi's. He was going to kiss him. It was probably the movement, he wasn't sure, that awoke the boy. Izumi's blue eyes lazily opened and stared at Kaoru's amber ones.

They stared at each other for a bit; Kaoru thought, maybe he should continue what he was going to do.

But then Izumi abruptly pushed him away and backed up. The raven haired ended up falling off the bed with a girly yelp; Kaoru just quirked an eyebrow.

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