More dates, more kissin', more Tamaki, more Kyoya being a Good Dad, and Hikaru being... Hikaru. Sounds like a good fic-mas update to me!

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(F/n) = First name

(L/n) = Last name

(h/c) = Hair color

(e/c) = Eye color

(n/m) = New movie

Movie Night

"Pick up pick up pick up pick up- Pick up your stupid phone, Hikaru!" Kyoya sighed as he listened to his friend's voicemail message… again. "Hikaru, please call back as soon as you can. (F/n)'s going to be here in a few minutes and you promised you'd pick Tamaki up! At least text me what time you're going to get here!"

Ending the call, the ravenet leaned heavily on the countertop behind him. Of all the days for Hikaru to not answer his phone…

"Papa? When's Uncle Hikaru coming?"

Kyoya looked up, internally wincing at Tamaki's big sad eyes. The small blond had his favorite red and blue backpack in hand, no doubt full of coloring books and games for him and Kaoru to play with. Forcing a smile, he crouched down to be at eye level with his son, "I'm not sure, Tama-chan. He's running late. I guess that means you might be seeing (L/n)-sensei today."

The boy brightened up immediately, "Really? Do you think she'll color with me?"

"Maybe, if you ask nicely. Let's go wait in the living room."

"Yay!"

Kyoya's smile died when his son ran off, rubbing his hand against his cheek. If Hikaru didn't show up or call soon, both of them would be in a lot of trouble. Kyoya had asked his friend to host a playdate at his house this evening so he and (F/n) could go out to the movies. Since the Ootori household was actually only a short train ride from the theater, (F/n) had insisted on meeting up at Kyoya's house this time instead of being picked up.

But now Hikaru was MIA and Tamaki couldn't exactly come along on the date and watch (n/m) with them. Kyoya nervously eyed the front door as he joined his son in waiting. He should've dropped Tamaki off himself… what was (F/n) going to-

Ding dong!

"I'll get it!"

Kyoya watched with mounting anxiety as the blond boy toddled over to the front door and grabbed at the handle. With a great deal of strength, Tamaki pulled the door open and smiled at the adult on the other side.

"(L/n)-sensei!"

"Tamaki!" The (h/c) quickly bent down to answer to the boy's hug, "How are you?"

"Goood~ Uncle Hikaru's late, wanna color?" Kyoya quickly found himself frozen in (F/n)'s (e/c)-eye stare. He thanked his lucky stars that his girlfriend didn't look mad or unhappy in any way. Instead she smiled down at his son and agreed to color, asking if he wouldn't mind setting up. The two adults watched Tamaki quickly drag his bag over to the dining room table before closing the distance between them.

"(F/n), I'm sorry-"

She held up a finger in front of his lips, her own curling into a smile when he quieted down, "Let me say 'hello' first before you explain." Kyoya only managed a nod before accepting a quick kiss. From the dining table his son let out a teasing 'ewwwww' before returning to his project.

The (h/c) grinned when they parted, her cheeks flushed a little, "So, now that's out of the way, what happened?"

"I suppose you could say my friend bailed on me." Kyoya waved his cell phone around for emphasis, "I haven't been able to reach him at all."

(F/n) nodded slowly, "Alright, then, what's the plan? Do you want to reschedule? I mean, I'd be completely fine doing something with both of you- in a non-date way if that's too weird- but I can go, too. I know that Tamaki obviously comes before a silly date-"

"No! No, no, you don't have to leave." Kyoya quickly took her hand, though his heart was melting a little at the knowledge that his girlfriend understood where his priorities lay, "If you wouldn't mind hanging out with the both of us… it might be a good idea for Tamaki to get used to having you around."

"O-oh." (F/n)'s cheeks had flushed once again, but she was still smiling as she returned the grip, "I… I'd like that."

"(L/n)-sensei! I'm all set!"

The (h/c) winked up at her boyfriend before walking over to the table, "I see that! What book did you pick for me?"

"This one!"

Kyoya stared after her, a small smile drifting over his face as he watched his son and girlfriend interact like there was nothing easier in the world. It was a scene he was hoping to have recreated more often in the future.

Taking in a breath to clear his thoughts, the man made his own way over to the table, casually leaning an arm on the back of Tamaki's chair. His son was carefully filling in a picture of a Disney princess, only purposefully going outside the lines to add a pretty crown onto her head. (F/n) was filling in a smiling flower, her hand clearly used to holding a crayon.

"Excuse me. I hate to interrupt you budding artists, but we do need to figure out what to do tonight. Tamaki?" The blond looked up, pausing in his selection of a new color, "(L/n)-san and I were thinking about going out for a movie, and maybe some dinner afterwards. Would you like to come with us?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Kyoya saw (F/n) smiling at him. He fought the need to smile back. This was the most simple of solutions, really. They'd go watch a silly movie that Tamaki would enjoy, then eat out at a nice restaurant. Tamaki knew how to behave himself, anyways-

"No."

Kyoya's smile vanished, staring down at his son who was back to coloring, "N...no?"

"No."

"Eh…" He made quick eye contact with (F/n) before crouching down a little, "I thought there was a new movie you were excited to see?"

"I've seen it already."

"Well, wouldn't you like to go again?"

"No." Tamaki pouted at his father, making it clear he wasn't enjoying the conversation, before returning to his crayons.

Kyoya looked up at his girlfriend, unsure of what to do. Normally when Tamaki was acting stubborn he could either spend hours trying to convince him otherwise, take him anyways if it was unavoidable and endure the screaming, or readjust the plan to something more Tamaki's speed. Or set him down for a much needed nap and endure the screaming again until he fell asleep. There were a number of those scenarios he did not want to go down right now.

(F/n) spun her crayon around as she hummed, "Tamaki? Do you not want to leave the house?"

The blond pouted up at her, too, though not as obvious as when he did it to his Papa, "We hav'ta wait here for Uncle Hikaru to come get me. He can't come get me if I'm not here." And he looked down at his picture again.

Kyoya softly bit at the inside of his cheek. Oh dear.

(F/n) hummed again, "Well… your father and I really wanted to watch a movie, and I'm very hungry. Would it be alright if we did that here instead of going out?"

"Sure! Can we get pizza! I like pizza! (L/n)-sensei, do you know what pizza is? Haruka-chan didn't know what it was!" Tamaki instantly perked up, pushing himself up onto his knees on his chair. Kyoya mentally sighed in relief.

"I'm sure your father wouldn't mind ordering pizza. How about we finish our drawings and then go pick a movie, sound good?"

"Yeah! Hurry up, (L/n)-sensei!"

Kyoya let out an actual sigh as he stood up, eyeing his son's drawing as his more frantic coloring began falling outside the lines. (F/n) gave him another smile before going back to her own drawing.

God, she's amazing, was his last thought on the matter before walking into the kitchen to order that pizza Tamaki wanted.

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The three of them were almost done with the movie when Kyoya's phone went off.

He, Tamaki, and (F/n) had settled onto the couch over an hour ago, only taking a short break to eat the delivered pizza at the table. (F/n) had suggested they eat in the living room, but Kyoya convinced her to shelve that idea for another year. Tamaki had a tendency to eat hot food too fast and drop it when the heat became too much for his fingers. And Kyoya happened to really like his couch.

Once dinner had been consumed and the laughter tapered off, they returned to finish Beauty and the Beast. Tamaki, who had watched the movie so many times he'd already worn out the first disc, would hop out of Kyoya's lap at regular intervals throughout the show and recite Lumieree's lines almost word for word. The two adults would eagerly praise the boy as he returned to Kyoya's lap, none to shy about tugging (F/n) down by her shirt until she was leaning against Kyoya's side so she would feel protected during "the scary parts".

"Ever the gentleman," she had whispered.

Kyoya had been about to agree when his phone went off. Quickly slipping out from underneath his son and girlfriend, he walked into the kitchen before answering, "Hello?"

"Kyoya! I'm so so so so so sorry!"

"Hikaru-"

"I swear, I didn't mean to forget! I set two alarms and everything!"

"Hik-"

"I forgot to take my phone off of vibrate after the dinner party last night!"

"Hikaru, you don't sound so good." And he really didn't. Kyoya listened with concern to his friend's pants and wheezes along with various background noises. If he wasn't mistaken, he could also hear Kaoru's faint voice stating that his Daddy looked sad.

"No, no! I'm fine! I'm just- god, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize until Akane mentioned it! And then I listened to your voicemail and then Kaoru insisted on coming with me so I had to get him ready and then I had to make sure Akane had all the emergency numbers in case the baby comes early and I'm on my way to pick Tamaki up and-"

"Hikaru! I've been trying to tell you, there's no need for you to pick Tama-chan up anymore."

There's finally silence from the other end.

Then-

"Are you shitting me?" Kyoya's eyebrows shot up. "Are you goddamn serious? I've been fucking running around like the devil's on my back and I almost got pulled over and now you have the nerve to tell me I don't have to fucking come over?"

"Daddy, what does sh-"

"Don't say those words, Kao-chan! Those are for when Daddy's friends aren't very nice or understanding only. Uncle Kyoya's been a real…" the redhead stumbles a bit, searching for a word his son could repeat in front of Akana and still let Hikaru live to tell the tale, "Meanie. You'll learn more about those words when you're older."

"Oh. Okay!"

Kyoya let's Hikaru take a few deep breaths before speaking up again, "So I take it you're upset?"

"No~ What makes you say that?" Hikaru let out another breath, though it sounded faintly like a laugh, "Honestly, I'm more grateful that Akane wasn't in the car with me when I said that. Would it count as suicide if someone killed the driver of the car they were in as well?"

"I only own the hospital. I'm not a doctor."

"Right, right. So, before I drive to your place and beat you up, how come you suddenly don't need a babysitter? Did your girl bail?"

Kyoya rolled his eyes, leaning to his right in order to see out into the living room, where Tamaki was performing once again, "Quite the opposite, actually. We're having a night in, the three of us. We had pizza and now we're finishing up Beauty and the Beast."

"Is that so…"

"It is. I would appreciate it if you didn't come over and try to beat me up, because I don't feel very violent at the moment. I believe the more proper terms are 'soft and squishy', as you've so described them to me before."

"Hmmmm… no, I suppose I can't beat you up. Very well. See you in a bit."

"Wait, Hikaru?"

Dial tone.

Kyoya stared down at his cell phone. For a moment he entertained the idea of calling his friend back, but knew from previous experience Hikaru would just ignore his phone calls, this time on purpose. So instead, he pocketed the device once more and walked back into the living room. Since he'd last looked, Tamaki had crawled into (F/n)'s lap and was now watching the town mob march for the castle. Behind him (F/n) was carefully squeezing the boy's hand reassuringly, softly humming along to the song.

Noticing movement, the two looked up at Kyoya as he rejoined them.

"Who was that, Papa?"

"Your Uncle Hikaru. Apparently he's on his way."

"He is?" Tamaki didn't sound very excited anymore, "Does he have to? I'm having fun…"

Kyoya smiled softly, reaching out to brush the blond bangs out of his son's eyes, "I told him you were, but I think he wants to meet (L/n)-san. He's bringing Kaoru, so perhaps you'll change your mind about that playdate again once he gets here."

The little boy's eyes lit up at the sound of his friend's name, "Oh! Okay! I'll go check my bag again!" And off he went. (F/n) giggled and leaned back against the couch, letting out a soft hum when Kyoya's fingers brushed at her shoulder.

"Is it alright that my friend is coming to meet you? He has a son that's one year younger that Tama-chan, and it's likely that you'll be teaching Kaoru come next year. If any of that is concerning, I might be able to convince him to let it go for now."

The (h/c)'s smile grew a little, "You're so sweet… but no, it should be just fine. I wouldn't mind meeting one of your friends. Or future students of mine."

"I got my stuff! Can we finish the movie first?"

"We certainly can try." Kyoya hoisted his son back up onto the couch, throwing an arm over (F/n)'s shoulder as soon as Tamaki was comfortable. He felt almost oddly selfish doing so, nonverbally calling the two his own. But neither did he care to share them.

To Tamaki's delight, the doorbell rang as soon as the credits began rolling. The blond was on his feet and at the door before Kyoya and (F/n) had even disentangled.

"Uncle Hikaru!"

"Hey, squirt!" Tamaki shrieked as he was effortlessly hoisted into the air by his uncle, who casually threw the blond over his shoulder before striding into the house, "So! I hear a brave fair maiden has broken the spell of dateless men! Where is she, so I may wish her luck?"

"Watch it, carrot top."

(F/n) threw her head back and laughed, drawing Hikaru's eyes almost immediately. His eyebrows shot up before he turned back to his friend.

'Wow,' he mouthed.

'Shut up,' Kyoya responded.

(F/n) stood up and walked up to the new arrival, "(L/n) (F/n). And you must be-"

"Hitachiin Hikaru." The redhead quickly put Tamaki back down on his own two feet before shaking the girl's hand, a big smile on his face. "Well, I almost feel cheated. Kyoya didn't go into detail when it came to your looks."

"Hey, you're already married."

"Just because I ordered my favorite thing from the menu doesn't mean I can't think someone else's meal doesn't look good. I'm perfectly happy with my choice and wouldn't change it." Hikaru winked at his friend, "And I have a feeling he just found his own favorite."

(F/n) smirked, "As much as I dislike being compared to a meal, I'll take that as a compliment because I trust Kyoya's judgement in friends."

"Oh, sorry." The redhead had the nature to look sheepish, "That's not what I meant by that at all. It's just a silly thing my wife and I joked about ever since we got together. I… guess it can be taken in other ways, too."

"It's alright. Like I said, I figured you didn't mean it in that way." The (h/c) glanced around the other man, spotting a little boy with a similar hair color peeking out from around the doorframe. When their eyes met, he jumped a little and ducked further out of view.

Noticing her line of sight, the boy's father walked over and crouched down, "Kaoru? Do you want to meet (L/n)-san? She's very nice, like Tama-chan said."

The golden color eye peeked out at the woman again before it's owner nodded, grabbing onto Hikaru's pant leg as they made their way into the house. (F/n) spotted a number of similar features between the father and son. It had always fascinated her to a small extent how you could get a decent idea of which parent the child was going to grow up looking like.

Crouching down herself, the (h/c) stretched out a hand for the boy to shake, "It's nice to meet you, Kaoru. Tamaki has told me wonderful things about you. I look forward to teaching you next year."

Kaoru peeked out a little further from behind his father's leg, a shy smile worming its way onto his face as he slowly shook her hand, "Hi."

Above the exchange, Hikaru gave his friend another incredulous look. Not bothering to mouth, he simply pulled his phone out and shot a quick text.

Kyoya's phone pinged.

'Lucky bastard'

The ravenet nodded along. That he was.

Shaking his head, Hikaru smiled and clapped his hands together, "Well, I think we'll head out now and let you two enjoy a couple hours to yourselves. Tamaki? Are you all packed?" Receiving an enthusiastic 'yes', he spun around and pointed at the still opened door, "Then, chaaaarge!"

The two boys giggled with glee, racing out the door. Hikaru immediately relaxed his stance and turned back around. All joking manner was cast aside as he took both of (F/n)'s hands in his own, eyes full of sincerity.

"Thank you for agreeing to meet my son. He's been anxious about going to school ever since Tamaki went. That was the best way for him to meet his future teacher. I look forward to my son being in your class, (L/n)-san." He dropped her hands and gave his friend a wink over her shoulder, "Have a good evening."

"And you as well, Hitachiin-san."

The man shot finger guns their way, "Date my friend for more than three months and you can start calling me Hikaru."

The couple couldn't help but laugh as he shut the door behind him, leaving them alone together for the first time all day. (F/n) spun around, still giggling slightly, "So, do you want to go out to the movie, or since we're already having a night in just find something here to watch?"

"Why not just stay in?" Kyoya took a few steps forward, placing his hands on her waist, "We can go out to the movie another day, or even rent it. I'm starting to enjoy these 'night-in' dates."

(F/n) wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's chest, smiling up at him still, "Well that's good. I like them, too." She pressed a quick peck to his lips before attempting to pull away.

Key word: Attempting.

Her face flushed a deep red color at the shrinking distance between her and the man in front of her. Kyoya's eyes had darkened ever so slightly, mouth curled in a teasing smirk.

"May I?"

"Please."

(F/n) felt her toes curl involuntarily as Kyoya reconnected their lips. She could try to deny that she'd been thinking about doing exactly this the moment Kyoya asked her on a date when he picked Tamaki up early last week, but where was the fun in that? She liked kissing her boyfriend just as much as the next person. The strong, yet soft press of his mouth. The perfect balance of want and yielding for her not to feel too overwhelmed in either direction. The mild taste of a breath mint trying to cover up what they'd had for dinner. (F/n) had to roll her eyes at that one.

Then he pulled back, but (F/n) relocated her arms to around his neck and pressed in again. She didn't want to stop kissing Kyoya. Not this time. There was no one around to stare or judge, so who cared?

Apparently, neither of them. As soon as (F/n) kissed him for a second time, Kyoya responded full force, his hands pulling their bodies flush together. A soft sound escaped from the (h/c)'s lips, muffled almost entirely by Kyoya's.

(F/n) jumped a little at the feeling of Kyoya's tongue trailing along her lower lip. Hands now clutching at his shirt front, she took a few slow steps backwards as her lips parted ever so slightly. No doubt sensing her caution, Kyoya took it slow, one hand coming up to cup the back of her head as he slipped his tongue in.

It felt a little weird, but in a good way, she supposed, taking another step back. Hesitantly, she let her own tongue poke at his, a giggle randomly squirming its way free after doing so. Kyoya, once again, pulled back only for his girlfriend to close the distance again. And again. And again.

She giggled a little more as she pressed teasing kisses to her boyfriend's lips and down his jawline, anywhere she could reach, and the laughter growing louder whenever he chased after her lips or responded in kind. By the time she fell backwards onto the couch she was a giggling mess. Kyoya crawled after her, eyes dark as he started down at her, the question in his eyes as clear as day.

Forcing her amusement away, the (h/c) gently caressed her boyfriend's cheek, "Not today, Kyo-kun. We'll talk about it and other boundaries soon, but for now you can keep on kissing me."

She felt her heart soar when Kyoya smiled back, shifting her body further onto the couch so she wasn't half hanging off of it, "Understandable. And as it so happens, I would very much like to keep kissing you."

Looping her arms around his neck once again, (F/n) tugged the ravenet a little closer, "Then get to it."

Okay. Not too shabby… I always feel like it's dialogue heavy but at the same time I feel like I add to many details. Does any other writer feel this way?

Yeah, the smut and what not won't be for a while. I've never written it before, so I'm trying to give myself some time to figure out what the heck I want to do with the scenes first.

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