Guide To An Unsuccessful Relationship
Chapter Six: It's Over
What more can you say about love that lasts forever?
Breaking up is hard. Be gentle.
It wasn't like this change was a total shock. At least, not to the two main hosts involved in the relationship; the rest were surprised—an extensive amount so. Hunny looked on the verge of tears on Monday, when he heard the news. Mori was reasonably impassive, but his eyes displayed his obvious shock. Tamaki was uncharacteristically quiet; he simply stared, mouth gaping. Haruhi was generally the same, except she was forced to hold back Hikaru when the twin attempted to sucker punch his little brother's (now ex_ boyfriend.
Kyouya and Kaoru, on the hand, were completely calm. The Shadow King didn't even bat an eyes as he dodged a raging twin before the boys classmate could successfully subdue him. The Devilish Type smirked a little as he turned towards his newly announced ex-boyfriend.
"I think that went well," he sneered lightly. His upper lip—unbidden—pulled itself upwards and showed his teeth in the infamous Hitachiin smirk.
Kyouya's eyebrows twitched. "I agree," he conceded, dipping his head in acknowledgement. "It's about time this façade was called off. It was getting rather…"
"Stressed, stupid, crazy, unrealistic?" Kaoru offered. He visibly stiffened as Hikaru shouted from across the room: "They're still finishing each other's sentences!! They can't be splitting up!!"
Tamaki had sat down, still staring at his friends and Hunny had long since been reduced to hysterics.
Kaoru dropped his head and mussed with his bangs before looking into the glass coated onyx eyes. "Well, this is kind of awkward."
"Not really," Kyouya stated, sitting down and pulling out his notebook and pen. "Not for me, anyway. I really despised this 'take-take' relationship with you. It's more trouble than it's worth."
"So you for sure want to break up?" Kaoru asked blankly, also sitting.
"You'll get used to the idea, Kaoru. I never really pegged you for the type who'd get overly attached to the person who took your virginity."
Kaoru blushed slightly and narrowed his eyes. "I'm not, Kyouya—"
"Senpai."
"Excuse me?"
"Senpai. Since we are no longer dating, it is inappropriate for you to call me by my name without a suffix, Hitachiin-san."
The boy flinched. "I hate you, senpai," he ground out, biting his teeth to resist sticking out his tongue.
"Yes, but you see, Kaoru," the bespectacled boy sighed, adjusting his glasses, "Hate is just a special type of love that we give to people who—"
"—suck…"
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Take some responsibility.
Kyouya blinked, slightly surprised. Across the room, Hikaru complained again about how they couldn't have broken up if they're still finishing each other's sentences. Kaoru blushed and looked down.
"Yes, suck," Kyouya said, eyeing the red head apprehensively.
"So…" Kaoru said lightly, shuffling his feet in the carpet and forcing himself to look his ex-lover in the eyes. It might have been a trick of the light, but the youngest of the Ootori's could have sworn those shockingly amber eyes were glassy…wet.
He waited for the red head to continue, but Kaoru said nothing. "So…" he prompted gently, employing the voice he used to fake compassion. Only, it wasn't so faked anymore. God, what had this boy done to him?
"So, we are really breaking up?"
Kyouya sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and using his other fingers to massage his temples. Truth be told, he'd seen this question coming. It hadn't been like this ending of the relationship had been single sided—It was a mutual agreement, but the Shadow King had long since known that the younger of the devilish twins had issues letting go of people. The way he would occasionally look at Hikaru, glare at Haruhi or snap at Tamaki was attribute to this. It was a delicate situation at best, and one that needed to be hanfled with care, and the only way Kyouya knew to "care" for Kaoru was reasonably inappropriate for their current audience. So, he settled for the closest he could get in their current company.
He held the red heads hand. Just innocently and just for a second—long enough for him to look into Kaoru's eyes and nod sympathetically. "It's going to work out fine, Kaoru," Kyouya assured him calmly. "It's not you. It's me. Really. I'm the one who wants out of this—"
"—Sucky relationship?" Kaoru attempted. He earned a small smile.
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Be flexible and mature.
Again, they both ignored Hikaru's complaining and Haruhi's blatant reason for why he should NOT hit Kyouya. Tamaki had seen the brief hand-holding and was acting as if he hadn't. It was a slightly painful atmosphere.
Done touching Kaoru, Kyouya withdrew his hand, opened his notebook and began to calculate exactly how much they would lose in club financing and marketing from this abrupt end of the KyouKao era. Simultaneously, he told Kaoru: "Of course , we can still be friends."
The Hitachiin scoffed lightly. "We'll be the type of friends who throw up in their mouth a little every time they see each other." This earned a disapproving glance from the taller boy, but Kaoru ignored it.
"I don't see the point in doing that, Kaoru," the brunette pointed out, making to stand up and pack his bag. The profit lose was monumental, but nothing that couldn't be made up in due time. "And what type of friend would we be if we despised each other, then?"
"Enemies," Kaoru deadpanned. He, too, made to pack up.
"Do you want to be enemies, Kaoru?"
A slightly demonic smirk met this question. "We'll see."
AWWW! Thank you to all my lovely reviewers! I'm glad I could make some of you laugh, at least! ^^ It made my beta readers bawl, but they laugh easily! Kisses for the lot of you! ^^ And this is NOT the end! There's still one more chapter!
