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The Kings

-Two Months Later-

"Kai!"

Kai dodged the blonde and blue streak that came running at him when he opened the door to music room number three, flinching slightly at the crash as Tamaki collided with a chair instead of his intended target. But the boy should've known better. Kai still didn't quite understand Suoh's actions. Maybe it's because he's half French…

He turned and saw Tamaki trying to pull himself out from beneath the chair. Walking over, he held out a hand. "Sorry. Reflex."

Tamaki smiled and laughed. "I'm fine." He took Kai's hand and let him help him up. He brushed himself off and said, "Oh, guess what we're doing today!"

Kai raised an eyebrow. "Transforming ourselves into peacocks," he said blandly, smirking slightly.

Tamaki blinked. "No, not today, but Kyoya! Put that on the list, k?"

Kai shook his head, regretting ever saying that. "What is it, Suoh?"

"We're going to dress as rock stars! I found a picture of this group on my desk the other day."

Kai looked from the picture Tamaki held up to Kyoya, and he caught the smile the dark-haired boy tried to hide as he pushed up his glasses. "Did you, now," he murmured, but Tamaki was too busy gushing about the different costumes they had waiting for them to hear him.

-o-O-o-

"Hello, ladies. May a thorn sit down amongst the roses?"

There was a chorus of 'yes' throughout the girls and he took his usual seat.

"So, Gorgeous, apart from being beautiful, what do you do in your spare time?" Kai asked Gorgeous.

"Well… I love to read," the blonde girl replied.

Kai grinned. "I like to read, too. And if you were a word on a page, you'd be what they call 'fine print.'"

"You're so dreamy, Kai!" said Sugar.

"And you're sweet; so sweet, I'm surprised you don't melt in the rain."

Sweetheart then took the spotlight. "I just got some new lipstick, Kai. Do you like it?"

"I like it, and I envy it," he answered, looking at her from beneath his dark eyelashes.

-o-O-o-

Akani turned when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She had been at a different club's meeting and had decided to wait for Kai as she usually did on those days.

"Don't you know me from somewhere?" he asked with a wink.

She chuckled. "Hello, Kai. How did it go?"

"Oh, as usual." He leaned against the wall in front of her. "I missed you, though."

"You can do better than that. You are a host, after all."

Kai clutched his chest with one hand. "Ouch, that hurt."

Akani's eyes widened. "My apologies, sir! Please forgive me," she said dramatically.

"Only if you accept my gift." He held out his hand, closed in a loose fist.

Now she looked curious. "What is it?"

He opened his hand, which appeared empty. "It's my breath from when you took it away, Beautiful."

Akani's cheeks darkened just a bit before she threw her head back and laughed. "Much better!"

"So, did you still want to meet Mr. Kaneshiro?"

"Of course. Lead the way."

Kai stuffed his hands in his pockets, and they walked out of the school side by side.

From the music room, Tamaki watched them while Kyoya sat at his computer, typing. "He's growing up so fast," Tamaki said softly.

"Mm," was Kyoya's only response.

"I'm glad he chose to join us."

"Mm."

"It's too bad he'll be leaving us soon."

Then Kyoya looked up. "Why do you say that?"

"That girl. He won't want to be with anyone but her."

Kyoya noted the seriousness on Tamaki's face. "It's not as if you'll never see him again."

"I know. He's family." The blonde boy smiled softly.

"Mm."

The atmosphere shifted suddenly, and Tamaki was back to his usual energetic self. "And of course we'll have to meet this girl formally. Can't let her take one of our own without getting to know her, right?"