A/N: Sorry I haven't added anything in so long. I just haven't had much inspiration. Hope you all still want to read. *ish sorry* :)

Disclaimer: OMG! Guess what?! I still don't own The Host Club! (But I wish I did T.T)

Guilt

As the day continued, Kaoru avoided Kyoya. At least in theory. He was constantly glancing at the elder boy. "Tempt him Kaoru! Come on!" The red-head encouraged himself. And idea formed in his mind. He smirked then composed himself. He stood, excusing himself from his and Hikaru's table. He walked toward the restroom which was past Kyoya's desk. He slipped his hands into his pockets and walked at a relatively slow pace. His face was a calm facade until he came past Kyoya. The raven-haired boy looked at Kaoru, pausing in his work and Kaoru could read the slight guilt in them. Perfect. With excellent, utterly believable acting Kaoru looked back at Kyoya for a second before releasing a small "humph" and quickly looked the other direction. Kyoya sighed as the object of his fixation disappeared into the restroom.

This little sequence of events did not go unnoticed by Hikaru. His eyes narrowed slightly. "What's going on with those two? I swear, if that damn Shadow King did something to upset Kaoru..". The elder twin's thought trailed off.

"Now just do it again, Kaoru. But look all depressive this time." Kaoru pep-talked himself. He came back out of the bathroom. His gaze connected with Kyoya's again but this time he made himself up to look like a hurt child looking at the ground instead of looking away. Kyoya frowned as he felt a tug within his numb, petrified heart. "I suppose I should apologize... He concluded, but was quick to defend his abrasive dignity, Yet only for the sole purpose of keeping this godforsaken club from partition."

Hikaru noticed Kaoru's melancholic expression. "Okay. It's on. I will find out what you did, Kyoya-senpai, and I will punish you for it!" He decided then after a moment thought, "Damn, I sound like that Sailor Moon cartoon."

Time seemed to move deliberately unhurried while Kyoya waited to speak with Kaoru. The Host Club closed and almost immediately Tamaki hurried out, pushing an irked Haruhi. With a huge smile Hunny danced out of the room bellowing about all different sorts of confections. Mori was, as always, stoic. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Kyoya lingered.

"Kaoru, may I speak to you for a moment?" The eldest boy of the group called to the younger of the twins. "Actually, I would like to speak to you first if you don't mind, Kyoya-senpai. In private." Hikaru said. Kaoru, confused, waited out in the hallway.

Hikaru turned to the raven-haired boy. "What's going on between you and Kaoru?!" he demanded. Kyoya pushed his glasses further up his nose then replied, "Not a thing, I assure you. I'd simply like to ask of him a favor." Hikaru looked suspiciously at the upperclassman. "Watch yourself." Were the red-head's parting words. He walked out toward the awaiting limo. Kaoru slipped inside.

"Kaoru." Kyoya said simply. The slight-framed boy walked over to the much taller male. "Yes, Kyoya-senpai?" Kaoru asked, making is voice sound sad and also not looking Kyoya in the eye. "About our encounter yesterday, I would like to apologize for being so impudent." Kyoya said, feeling some of the guilt fall from his shoulders. Kaoru couldn't resist the soft smile that now graced his lips. "How easy it would be," Kyoya thought to himself, "To cause those soft, perfect lips to smile." But then he cursed himself inwardly, "What the hell am I thinking? This is Kaoru! He's of no importance to me!"

"I forgive you Kyoya-senpai." Kaoru said in a tone that was as soft as his smile. His arms laced themselves around Kyoya upon their own accord. "Th-This is just p-part of the game. Y-yeah. Definitely." Kaoru told himself. A fire began to burn deep within Kyoya's stomach. He leaned away from the embrace. "I advise that you return to your brother before he gets too suspicious." said the raven-haired boy.

This dismissal hit Kaoru hard. "This isn't a game!" he argued with himself, "No it is a game!" Yet the younger boy nodded and morosely walked out the door. Kyoya's just loss guilt quickly came back in tenfold. "Dammit." he mumbled to himself as he packed his things.