A Bachelor Party
I like…where we are,
Kyouya sat in the crowded club with his drunken friends. He didn't understand why they insisted on this. He had said numerous times that he didn't want a bachelor party. Somehow, he suspected that Haruhi had a part in this, guessing from how she'd shoved him out the door and locked it, leaving him outside with his guy friends. She'd utterly refused to open the door until he'd been gone for at least four hours.
When we drive…in your car.
Now here he was, the twins laughing and hooting on his right, waving their beers at the blonde on stage shedding her police uniform. Tamaki was on his left, doing shot after shot of tequila. Honey was surprisingly hammered. He and Mori were the only ones that were sober. Mori stayed sober to take care of Honey until he was himself again. Kyouya was sober because he intended to go back to his fiancé tonight and he didn't want to mess things up for the wedding by speaking under the influence. He had been nursing a cocktail for about an hour now. As long as he stayed coherent, he should be able to enjoy a drink or two. Tamaki flung an arm around his friend's shoulders, bringing his face too close for comfort. "Y-you know what, Kyo,"
"Don't call me that," he told the drunken blonde. "You're a reeeeaaally lucky guy. Do-do you know that?" Pushing his eccentric king's face away from his own, he said, "Yes, I do."
"No," the king said. "I-I don't think…that you do. She…is very sepcial." Kyouya ignored the repletion and mispronunciation. This wasn't new for Tamaki. "You know, you know, you deserve it. Both you guys…really deserve this."
I like…where we are,…here.
Finally, last call came and it was time to leave. Mori and Kyouya managed to wrangle the other four hosts into their limousine. Pulling up outside of is house, Mori assured him that he would see the others home safely, practically throwing him out of the vehicle. He tried again to offer his help since he seemed to be the only one that could handle Tamaki.
"Go be with your fiancé," the tallest host said to him. "She'll be waiting up for you." The limo drove away, leaving him outside his front door alone.
'cause our lips…can touch.
He headed towards his front door, ready for the night to be over, when he noticed a second floor light on. There was a shadow in the window, looking down at the front door. He smiled. So she did wait for him. Kyouya pulled his keys out of his pocket to let himself in. He left his shoes at the door and made his way up the stairs to the third door on the left, opening the door quietly. She was sitting on the bed, smiling. "Did you have fun?" He smiled back, crossing the room to wrap his arms around her, knocking her backwards to lie on the king size bed. His lips met hers softly, just a gentle peck.
And our cheeks…can brush,
Haruhi nuzzled against him, kissing his cheek.
Our lips…can touch here.
He just held her that night, with her head tucked under his chin, and they talked. As they discussed the future, the upcoming day, and their plans, he realized just how right Tamaki was. She was an amazing woman. And she had chosen him. He really was an extremely lucky man to have someone like her love him.
When you are the one who always lies close to me,
They stayed like that well into the wee hours of the morning until they finally drifted off to sleep. They'd pulled an all-nighter right before their wedding day. They laughed about it later.
Whispers "Hello. I miss you quite terribly."
Sunlight streamed through the open curtains and into the shadow king's eyes. He yawned, stirring. For a moment his mind was blank until the previous night came flooding back. He smiled as the girl in his arms shifted. Nuzzling her hair, he whispered a gentle "Good morning"
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly,
Haruhi blinked sleepily. She smiled softly and hugged Kyouya tighter, hiding her face against him.
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms.
"Today's the day it starts," she said. He smiled. "What do you mean, Love?" She sat up, stretching and looked down at her soon to be husband. "It's the first day of the rest of my life. With you."
