So I didn't get a lot of reviews last time

-Cries-

Here is another chapter, a two parter, and ohhh my what will happen now that Tamaki and Kyouya have woken up together?

Who knows...

I do.

Enjoy~

Tamaki awoke in a warm embrace, and it was a wonderful feeling.

He had his head pressed against Kyouya's chest, his arms around Kyouya's waist, cuddling the male happily. Looking up to the dark haired demon lord, Tamaki sighed softly, before trying to pull himself away, finding it a lot harder than he thought it would be... could it be that perhaps, Kyouya was holding him close as well?

Tamaki felt his heart skip a beat, quickly looking back up to Kyouya's sleeping face.

Sleeping quite peacefully, Kyouya didn't quite realise the position they were in.

No.

All his mind could get a hold of was that he was warm, and that was all he cared about. They'd left the air conditioning on all night, so Tamaki's body was actually quite pleasant.

That is, until it started to shift about.

Tugging him from the land of peaceful sleep a little, Kyouya's eyebrows twitched in a frown before he relaxed, tugging the warmth back. Kyouya was tired and didn't want to be awoken; the bad mood was already stirring.

Letting out a squeak as he was pulled back against Kyouya's body, Tamaki could feel the heat rising to his cheeks, his hands pressing against Kyouya's chest. It was so nice to be held like this, but he was worried about what Kyouya would say when he woke up.

"K-Kyou" He muttered softly, before taking a brave step and brushing his lips over the males, hoping that Kyouya was sleepy enough to just think of it as a dream. Tamaki felt sparks when their lips met, but quickly pulled back, blinking a few times.

"K-kyou... are you awake?"

Hearing a voice, it pierced his sensitive ears. After all, when one sense is weakened, another strengthens. His hearing was far sharper due to his poor sight. Hearing the words spoke he grumbled, holding onto the blonde, unaware it was the thing in his arms that was speaking.

"Go away, I'm sleeping," he muttered, poison laced in his voice. He thought it was perhaps someone behind him. He'll kill whoever was trying to wake him up from a peaceful sleep.

"B-But you're holding onto me" Tamaki muttered before letting out a giggle "Kyouya, you're such a cute teddy bear!" Nuzzling Kyouya's face with his own, Tamaki felt all warm and fuzzy instead, pressing up against Kyouya as much as he could.

"I didn't know you liked to cuddle so much, it's so cute!" Kyouya was warm like a big teddy bear and he was loving every minute of being against him, it was great. "Kyou the giant Teddy~"

Kyouya grumbled again, gripping onto Tamaki's top.

C-Cute teddy bear? Who the hell was calling him that? He'll fire them.

Liked to cuddle? That was it, they were fired. "Piss off... I don't cuddle, now let me sleep or you're fired," he growled out, hiding his face. That is, until Tamaki began rubbing up against it.

Rage building...

Building...

Building...

Snap.

Sitting up slowly, Kyouya opened his eyes, a dark aura built around him, his arms slipping away from Tamaki, turning to the side. "GET OUT, YOU'RE FI-" he cut off, sitting still and confused, rage bubbling as he stared at the non existant servant. It was at a time like this he would have rabid growled was he not the son of a high man.

Falling back to the bed he muttered a few choice swear words, rolling back onto his side, his hand knocking against warmth...

Wait...

What?

Opening his eyes, he blinked back some of the sleepy blurriness, focusing on.

What the hell?

Blonde?

Who the fuck was in his bed! Shutting his eyes again, he frowned. Perhaps if he just lay there for a bit, this maid would realise lying in the same bed as him was going to put her in hospital, and let her leave on her own before he tore her apart with his bare hands.

"Kyou-kun" Tamaki muttered, looking highly amused. "Kyou-kun it's Tamaki in bed with you~" Running his hands over Kyouya's chest, Tamaki giggled again, his head tilting to one side "You're such a sleepy head, don't tell me you regularly wake up with people in bed with you" That thought sent a twinge in his chest, that Kyouya would so easily dismiss that he was sleeping with Tamaki because he constantly woke up to a new face.

The hand down his chest incited a shiver and he opened his eyes slowly. "Tamaki?" he murmured, the poison slowly slipping from his voice, he was starting to "sober up" so to speak. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up, blindly reaching along the bedside table until his pale fingers knocked his glasses, placing them on his nose as he yawned, leaning against the headrest.

"Don't be foolish, I sleep alone. I thought it was some maid trying to be funny," he muttered, closing his eyes as he rested his head back, "I was about to tear you to pieces."

"Please Kyou-kun, I could have so saved myself from your 'evil clutches'" Giggling, Tamaki cuddled up to Kyouya. "Do you often have maids trying to get into bed with you thinking it's funny? I mean, the last time I saw you in the morning you were so scary, I had no idea that you were so cuddly! I think it's really cute..."

Opening his eyes to frown at Tamaki, some of his evil mood still lingering.

Saved himself?

Tch.

He doubted it, what with Tamaki's stature and everything, he'd be easily overpowered by the "Dark Lord". Sighing, he frowned, looking away. "Some maids think it's funny to try waking me up, some have tried to crawl into bed with me. They're now under protective custody, my older brother had to put that in," he muttered.

Yes, there had been some maids who had seen him around the house just doing simple calculations, nothing physical, and though perhaps he was just weak, especially when hearing he wasn't so good in the mornings. Well, they'd learned the hard way his strengths.

Turning, Kyouya scowled at Tamaki. "I'm not cuddly, or cute," he grumbled, his foul mood still lingering a little. Yet, despite saying this and despite his tone of voice, he was still allowing Tamaki to get close and cuddle up to him.

"You are so cuddly Kyou-kun, I'm not sure why you're even trying to deny it... I won't tell anyone!" Smiling, Tamaki winked at Kyouya before lifting himself up in the bed, stretching his arms over his head, his pyjama top riding up as he did so, revealing some of his flesh. "What's so bad about being cuddly? If I had know you liked hugs so much I would have hugged you more, by the way you always pushed me off I thought you hated it" Turning to look down to Kyouya, Tamaki ran a hand through his wild hair, well 'bed hair'.

Kyouya frowned, shooting a little glare at Tamaki. He'd better not tell anyone how he was like this morning.

Surely he wasn't like this... all the time?

No, he knew that.

People became frightened by him in the morning, and those that weren't and tried to get into bed with him, well, they were foolish. Blushing slightly at Tamaki's comment on him pushing the other away, he turned his head, embarrassed. He'd always played like he hated it, if only because then he'd get more, and he didn't want to appear as if he enjoyed them too much...

That would be bad.

He chose not to answer, scowling at the door, as if it was its fault that he'd been caught out and embarrassed.

Making a 'mawww' sound, the sound that Tamaki made when he found something incredibly cute, the blonde decided he had best get out of the bed before Kyouya really got mad at him and decided that yes, he could hit Tamaki and get away with it. Climbing out of the bed, shuddering at the loss of Kyouya body heat, Tamaki pouted, sending his best kicked puppy expression at Kyouya

"It's cold" He whined before shuffling over to the bathroom, dragging his feet along the floor with his head hung muttering about 'evil Daddy, kicking Mummy out of bed when it's so early and cold'. Of course, he grabbed a towel before he entered the bathroom, but decided that he would grab some clothes once he was finished in his wonderful shower, giving Kyouya some 'alone' time.

Kyouya blinked, turning back to Tamaki and felt like lightning shot through him.

Tamaki was so...

so...

adorable!

But he'd grown to overlook those to appear colder, like he didn't care. Cold? Watching Tamaki he sighed, rubbing his eyes beneath his glasses. The way he was acting was so childish, dragging his feet and pouting like that.

Yet it was still so cute.

Made him want to drag the other back to bed and smother him with kisses until he was happier. Of course, when the door shut, Kyouya merely removed his glasses and lay back down, shutting his eyes, dozing lightly. He was still tired, and the evil lord demanded rest.

Tamaki took his time in the shower, scrubbing himself until he was covered in bubbles, making himself look like a monster, then stepping under the spray and letting out cries of 'oh no, I'm meeeelllting, meeeeelllting~!'

He was still a child at heart, and small games like these in the morning, had him smiling for the rest of the day.

Hearing the cries from the bathroom vaguelly in his little nap like state, Kyouya sighed, burying himself deeper into the covers, frowning a little.

Such a child.

But that was alright, Tamaki was allowed to be a child, he supposed. What, with what he'd read up on his past, he was positive that Tamaki was allowed to be a little kid. Of course, he'd managed to "sober up", so to speak, in the time that Tamaki had taken his everlasting shower.

After washing his hair for the 4th time that morning, Tamaki decided if he didn't get out soon, the wrinkles he got from the shower really would make him look like a monster. Still, he had only got up to four because he forgot about the first time he had washed his hair, then he remembered, but then he realised he had used Kyouya's shampoo and didn't want to seem weird so he used his own, and then he decided that actually, he'd prefer to use Kyouyas, and he was hoping that the other Lord wouldn't be mad that he was using it.

If he ever noticed.

Did Kyouya go around and smell people?

Tamaki wasn't sure, but he pondered this for a while.

Now Kyouya was merely lying in bed, eyes closed and waiting patiently for Tamaki to come out. Of course, he gave up on that notion pretty quickly, instead getting up and getting dressed. He'd managed to pull his pants on and was doing his belt up, still topless, as Tamaki emerged.

Stepping out of the shower, Tamaki wrapped his towel around his waist and left the bathroom, going straight to his clothes.

Kyouya's raven har was brushed and his glasses sat on his nose properly now, the tiredness gone from his face, along with the evil demon lord. "Ah, you took your time. I wonder how much that water bill will be by the time we leave," Kyouya murmured with a chuckle, picking up his shirt, tugging his arms through it before starting to button it up at the front.

"Bills bills bills" Tamaki said in a mock angry tone before rolling his eyes playfully. "Really now Kyouya, anyone might think you were... a commoner with the way you go on about money! What good is it saving up all of that Money if you're never going to spend it? Why you're a lot like Scrooge I think"

Kyouya raised an eyebrow at the words, pushing his glasses up his nose a little, the light reflecting from them, hiding his eyes. "It's best to be safe than worrying when you're in debt," Kyouya murmured, "merits are everything."

Yes, he was very focused on these merits, they were his goal still.

Tamaki added as a side node, in a quieter tone as he slipped his underwear on under his towel "That's a commoners story."

Suddenly looking excited, Tamaki practically jumped onto Kyouya. "Ah! Would you like me to tell you a story Daddy? Maybe Mommy can get all of her children together and tell them at the same time! What a lovely thought, a story by the fire. Unless of course you'd prefer some alone time with Mommy?" Waggling his eyebrows suggestively, Tamaki giggled to himself.

Of course, when he saw the excitement on Tamaki's face when he mentioned the words "commoner's story", he sighed, looking slightly exasperated but smiled none the less.

Rolling his eyes when he was pounced on, he was tempted to say "I hope you're not wet" so that it would get the blonde off him. Ah, let him do what he wants. "Whichever you prefer, although I can't guarentee I'll be listening the whole way through," he muttered with a smile, teasing the other.

Pressing their foreheads together, Tamaki closed his eyes and giggled before he pulled back, dropping his towel to the floor, glad he was now wearing his boxers before he continued to get dressed. He wasn't going to pile his clothes on, he was hot enough as it was, the shower had cooled him down a bit, but if he was going to be outside all day, he didn't want to faint because he was wearing too much.

Kyouya sighed, closing his eyes and turning away as Tamaki dropped the towel.

Really now, it was so early in the morning, why on earth should he be getting perverted thoughts now?

It was too early.

Tamaki slipped on a light shirt and some shorts over his boxers, running his fingers through his hair.

It would drop into it's usual style by itself anyway.

"How do I look?" Tamaki muttered turning to look at Kyouya.

Waiting patiently until Tamaki got dressed, Kyouya turned when he was addressed. He wanted to say "sexy", he really did.

But would that be too creepy?

No, Tamaki would interpret that as him being sarcastic.

Yeah.

Oh well, and then they could get some breakfast; he was starving. "You look sexy," he muttered in a monotone with a small roll of his eyes, moving forward and taking Tamaki's hand, leading him towards the door. "Now let's get to breakfast before I decide to eat you instead," he added, unlocking their door and pushing it open.

Tamaki really couldn't help the dark blush that took over his face at both the words and the hand that grabbed onto one of his, his free hand going to his mouth as he tried to hide his embarrassment.

It was just a passing comment, but it had been the way that Kyouya looked at him, the slight wonderment on his face before Kyouya called him sexy, as if he actually needed to think about if he should say it or not.

Tamaki could feel and hear his hear beat, and he was worried that Kyouya would look around and see how much it had affected him.

He didn't want Kyouya to think he was weird, but it was such a good feeling, even if he was getting the wrong impression.

Leading the other through the door, he shut and locked it from the outside, replacing the key back on the hanger before turning, moving down the hall, still absently holding onto Tamaki's hand and pulling him along.

He was actually pretty hungry.

Starved in fact.

He hadn't been able to eat much last night due to their 'children' staring at him. It had made him unnerved. Hopefully he could eat in peace no; he was really starving. A growl from his stomach emphasised the fact as he frowned, moving a tad bit faster.

Still a little bit of the demon lord remained, and he wanted to get to the dining hall fast to eat.

Smiling as Kyouya's stomach growled at him, Tamaki managed to calm himself down, lacing his fingers with Kyouyas, making their hand holding that little bit more intimate.

Tamaki wasn't sure what Kyouya's feelings were, and even though they were on bad terms only the other day, he felt like they had grown so much closer just by coming here.

"Maybe you should have eaten me before we left the room, you don't seem to have enough energy to make it the dining room" Tamaki joked, walking faster to keep up with Kyouya.

Kyouya made a soft hum type of noise in agreement. "I was considering that," he muttered, moving down the last hall before pushing open the doors to the dining room.

Please let there be no one else, please let there be no one else, please!

Blinking, he let out a heavy sigh, relaxed.

Food was set nicely on the table, but there was no one there.

Perhaps it was still early. He didn't even notice he'd held his breath in anticipation before he'd let it out.

"Well, now we can eat in peace, at least," he murmured, turning to Tamaki with a smile before slowly letting go of his hand, moving to seat himself silently.

He.

Was.

Starving.

As his hand was let go, Tamaki pouted slightly before sitting next to Kyouya, already starting to pick at food. Tamaki was, for the best part, a strange eater, which is why he was so skinny (his maids told him anyway)

Much like a cat, Tamaki only ate at certain times of the day, and if he didn't get his meal at that time of the day, his hunger would fade and he wouldn't feel the need to eat again until his next timing.

It was so unlike any of the other members, he tried his hardest to eat something so that Kyouya wouldn't get worried.

Not that he thought the 'Dark Lord' paid attention to his eating habits.

Kyouya, in his own personal opinion, could have devoured the whole table on his own no problem. He'd skipped lunch the previous day because they had been travelling, hadn't been allowed breakfast because the stupid maids couldn't wake him up in time to get to the Host Club to travel, and last night's dinner...

Well, disasterous.

So he could easily eat plates upon plates of food on his own. And he was doing a good job eating a lot as well. Elegantly and slowly of course, he didn't want to look like a pig, but it was steadily becoming apparent that his hunger was really deep. He wasn't actually paying attention to anything other than quenching his hunger, feeling a bit glutonous, but hey! He'd practically not eaten for a day; what else was he to feel other than hungry!

Glancing over to Kyouya, Tamaki opened his mouth to speak before the doors burst open, letting in one very flustered looking twin. Tamaki couldn't even guess which one it was, whoever the twin, they blushed darker at seeing the two Lord's at the table.

"Uhhh" Kaoru started, his back pressed against the door before he worridly looked over his shoulder, quickly running over to the dining table and crawling under it, moving his way over to where Tamaki's legs were.

"You have to hide me, please!" He muttered, clinging to the Prince's leg "Mommy! Hikaru is a little upset with me, please don't tell him I'm here" He whispered, panic on his voice, hugging the blondes leg tightly.