The host club was on a break. The twins had explained the temporary separation as best they could without giving real details. They supposed it could have been ran without Kyoya and Tamaki for a while, but something about that just didn't feel right.

So instead, the five of them lounged around the host room, scratching drawings on homework they were supposed to be finishing and staying close to silent.

There was no doubt they were all waiting for the same two people to walk through the door. And every noise that echoed off the broad walls made them jump. The twins weren't sure if anyone else knew what had been happening between Tamaki and Kyoya, the damage they caused, but they prayed it was still inside their bubble. No one else needed to be mad at each other for no reason.

"Kaoru, why don't we take a walk?" The whisper turned out louder than necessary and almost everyone in the room glanced up. Kaoru simply nodded in response as they exited without a second look back.

"We need to find them, don't we?"

"I think so." Kaoru was hugging himself together. He had been doing this a lot lately and it made Hikaru's stomach flip.

He pulled his twin in towards him, embracing him instead.

"I'll take Tamaki, you can take Kyoya okay?" Kaoru was still looking at their feet. "We can fix it. We've made worse mistakes before."

Neither of them had any idea where to find their assigned person, but they set off anyway in hopes of getting it easy.

Kyoya had been spending all of his time with Noriko in the last few days. Nothing else had happened between them since the big moment, but she used all of her energy giving him endless pep-talks. She never thought she would be in the position to be telling Kyoya-senpai what to do, but here it was.

He spent most of their time together writing things down in the small book he carried with him. Noriko didn't dare look into it, although she was extremely curious about it's content. Still, if he wanted to show her, he would. This made her wonder how the host club didn't go crazy not knowing all the time.

"You have to talk to him."

Kyoya merely sighed, a response she was getting used to. Noriko used to feel very nervous and jumpy whenever she spoke to him, but now it seemed like they had been good friends forever. Her nerves were gone – well, almost.

"I don't think I can, Noriko."

She looked out the tiny window above her sink, trying to come up with another way to word it that would make him more incline to go along with it. This was the same argument they had been having for the past few days.

"I don't understand why you can't though. I can see it in your eyes, you love him. That has to mean something. You can't let that go because of a mistake."

He didn't answer and simply remained staring into the pages. Noriko eyed the small phone laying on the table beside his hand. When she knew he wasn't capable of stopping her, she grabbed it.

"We can just call him! Or send a mail. It's easy. Please." She tried to beg but instead was answered with empty eyes. "We can fix it."

Kyoya set his head down on the table, sighing heavily on the way.

"Fine! Do what you like."

She was taken aback for a moment, mostly because he had finally answered, but nonetheless.

"Would you like to type it?"

"No."

"Kyoya Ootori!" She stomped her foot a little, finally getting his full attention. "You are going to fix this with Tamaki right now! Everyone makes mistakes and you aren't going to hold this one over him."

She felt a little of the bravery she used to hold come back to her. Still, he didn't move.

"Now!"

He looked at her with wide eyes, not knowing what to say. It had been a long time since anyone spoke to him like that. And he had to admit, it was working.

He took the phone silently and typed a small message into the screen labelled 'Tamaki Suoh'. He couldn't help but notice the small smiley face Tamaki had added in when they exchanged numbers. For some reason, it made him smile a little too.

"Can we meet? - Kyoya"

Tamaki's phone made a small ding as it went off. He couldn't imagine who would be sending him anything. But as soon as he read the message, he could feel nothing but his heart in his throat.

Wasn't this what he was waiting for? Wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

Then why did he feel so nervous, like the phone was a bomb about to explode if he picked it up?

It felt like an eternity before he had the courage to give a proper response and even when he did, he couldn't tell if it was the right one or not.

He wanted so badly to go back to the way things were. To act like nothing had split them down the middle and threw his heart on the ground. He missed Kyoya, he missed what they had. He missed his smile, his voice, his lips. Everything.

But he also wanted to interrogate Kyoya. He wanted to ask him a million questions, scream, fight and cause a scene.

Both options appealed to him as liable sequences. Yet only one made him hurt a little bit more every time he thought about it.

"Where? - Tamaki"

Kyoya ran his hands through his hair and fiddled with his glasses. It was odd for him to feel so self conscious, especially in the midst of so many common people. Still, he couldn't stop himself from checking the time every few seconds and constantly making sure his shirt was folded the correct way. No precautions were working at this point.

He didn't know what he was so terrified of. Was it seeing Tamaki again? Having to look into his eyes and picture the mistrust Kyoya had grown to know in the past few weeks. No. It was more along the lines of trying to swallow the feelings he was only just coming to believe in. Not getting wrapped up in everything he felt for this strange boy he promised himself would never get the best of him. He had. And Kyoya wasn't exactly upset over that fact.

He was upset over the fact that this would never stop haunting him.

When Tamaki finally arrived, two minutes before the arranged time, the world fell into a vortex and Kyoya could only see him. The world disappeared around them, showing only the thing he needed to see. He looked flawless as usual. Like a statue carved out of porcelain. It made it hard to even blink.

The park was silent around them, hesitating their every move. It was the same one they always escaped to when needed. It was their spot. And they were finally meeting it once again.

"You came." Kyoya's voice sounded slightly surprised, even to himself.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well I assumed the twins had told you that I know and that you wouldn't have wanted to -"

"What you know?" Tamaki's face crumpled under confusion. What did Kyoya know about him that the twins didn't tell him?

"About the photo...?"

"You mean your photo?"

"Mine?" Now they were both thrown off.

"Wait, lets start over." Kyoya gestured to the ground beneath the tree while Tamaki spoke and they both sat down a little less gracefully than normal. "What photo are you talking about?"

"You mean you don't know? The one with you and, well whoever your partner was."

"My partner? No, I'm talking about the photo of you and Haruhi?"

"Haruhi-" Kyoya hardly had to get her name out when he finally understood what was happening. So this is what they were planning. He knew he shouldn't have trusted them. They valued games more than real life. "Oh. I see."

Tamaki made a small noise out of confusion and Kyoya simply started laughing.

"I can explain that unfortunately..." Kyoya tried his best to tell Tamaki the story of the twins and their game for him. His face was getting hotter as he went through the details but when he was finished, Tamaki was beaming.

"Is that true? You, Kyoya senpai falling for the twins games! Ha!" He couldn't stop the laughter bubbling up inside of him, picturing such events unfolding. Even Kyoya laughed a bit despite himself.

"But what about you?"

"Me?"

"They had a picture of you and some woman. In...well...not quite a flattering angle." Kyoya bent his neck, looking into the grass. He didn't know what the answer would be.

"Do you mean the photo shoot I did with that model Saya? It was for a perfume or something like that?"

"A photo shoot?" Something was opening up inside of Kyoya, releasing a family of shadows that had been living in between the cracks of his heart. The words bounced against his mind. Photo shoot. That's all. They had been hired. It was a photo shoot.

"What did you think it was?"

"I thought maybe because I wasn't giving you what you wanted, you would find someone else."

Tamaki's face darkened at the mention of someone else.

"Kyoya I-" Kyoya could guess what was coming and for some reason it didn't hurt as much as he expected.

"If you're about to say what I imagine you to say, then I too have something to confess."

"Wait..." There had been a lot of waiting going on in the last little while. "You..."

Kyoya nodded slowly, not sure if this was the right time to talk about it.

"So, we're on equal playing ground then?" It was like he had read Kyoya's mind once again. Something they had been doing since what felt like forever.

"The funny thing is though, it didn't feel right."

"I know." The two of them focused on nothing but each others eyes.

"It didn't feel right because it wasn't."

"It's never going to if it's not with the right person." Tamaki wanted so badly to know what Kyoya was going to say next.

"But I think I know how to fix that now."

They couldn't look away from each other as they left the park, not caring about anything else but what was finally going to work.

Authors Note: I can't believe this is almost over! )': If you guys have any other suggestions for stories you'd like to read, let me know! Thank you so much for reading, you guys are amazing! xoxo- Sarah