Yay! I was so excited for this chapter. I hope everyone likes it. Ok just to clear a few things up though.
Yes Kyoya is afraid of snakes, but it's kinda more specific than that, and I'll be writing about it in later chapters.
This is my very first story and simply a character study of my Kyoya, so he's not going to have the same typical fears and loves as all the other Kyoya's out there. I do, However want to try and keep him in character still. You know, the cool and collected type.
I think that's all I had to say, and please tell me if I screw up the format or repeat a chapter -_-
Do I have to do a disclaimer for every chapter, I think we all know I don't own them.
Time seemed to stop for Tamaki, leaving only the ability to hear his heavy breathing and rapidly beating heart. His entire body, muscles and all, were frozen stiff as he stared wide-eyed into the barrel of a gun.
Thump thump, thump thump. Blink.
Then the world sped up, as if it were being played in fast-forward, and all the sounds and movements came back and hit Tamaki like a slash of cold water. His breathing was almost as labored as Kyoya's. It was all moving to fast for him, but when he glanced at Kyoya, ignoring the men, everything snapped back into motion. He wasn't sure if it was the sight of his friend's torn up body or the stern glare fixed directly at the intruders, but the two things he knew for sure, was that his Kyoya was back and Tamaki would do anything to protect him.
Noticing that the shock had finally worn off of the boys, the lead thug, a tall darker skinned man with arms and legs the size of Tamaki's head, spoke up. "I see killing you brats is harder than I thought, I guess we'll just have to do it the easy way."
He made a grab for Kyoya, but Tamaki was faster, pouncing practically on top of his friend, blocking him from all possible threat. The man growled in protest and frustration, but Tamaki ignored him, looking only at Kyoya. To his surprise Kyoya found the strength to talk. " Don't do this," he coughed a bit, "this is my problem, and you shouldn't die for me. I'm not worth it." The blonde looked again at his friend, no, his brother, the club's momma, covered in blood. All of his senses increased ten fold; he felt an anger that he had never thought he could feel. This was his job, as a friend, as a brother, and as the father, to protect his family, no matter the cost.
Tamaki stared him down for probably the first time in his life, and said without a single waver in his voice. "Kyoya, you are my best friend, no, you're more than that, you're part of my family, and I will defend you till the day I die." For once Kyoya could not help but look utterly surprised by the blonde, but despite the situation, he smiled at Tamaki.
"Well ain't that sweet? Good thing for you blondy that I'll be killing both of you today, but first, the Ootori is mine. Boys pull them apart." With that the two henchmen circled around the hosts and grabbed them, pulling them apart. Tamaki kicked and yelled and tried with all his might to keep a hold on Kyoya but the men were just too strong. Frustrated tears began to stream down his face as he saw the lead man grab his bloodied friend, wrapping a giant arm around his already torn neck. "This will show your father not to mess with us anymore." He said, putting the gun to Kyoya's head.
"No! Stop it, don't shoot him!" Tamaki pleaded to the man while struggling to free himself from the much larger man's grasp. "Tamaki, look at me." It was Kyoya's voice. Obeying he stared at his one true best friend, tears smearing his with no sign of stopping. "Kyoya." He couldn't say anymore, at the moment of truth, all he could say was his name. "Tamaki, I'll be fine, I promise," he wheezed with a smile. Tamaki froze, he knew that smile, it was the smile Kyoya used when he knew something that no one else knew, and it was his most devious smile. Tamaki blinked and then, without shifting his gaze from the raven-haired teen, he smiled his most devious smile. The men hesitated, utterly confused by the reaction of the boys who should be cowering in fear.
All was quiet and still, the air heavy before…SLAM!
Windows around them smashed, walls were blown away, and the roof above them caved. If Tamaki would have blinked he would have missed the whole thing, but there they were, surrounded by the Ootori Private Police force, all armed and ready to kill the idiot's who dare hurt one of the family members. Kyoya's eyes never wavered from Tamaki's and despite his surprise; Tamaki's gaze never left Kyoya's.
Tamaki could have counted the mere seconds it took for the Ootori police to disarm and handcuff the intruders. He would guess maybe eight. 'Hmm they are getting faster' was all he could think of, still staring at Kyoya. "I didn't know you could smile like that Tamaki, I'm impressed." Kyoya stated simply. Tamaki managed to get his wits about him once more, "Well I learned from the best."
Please review, my writing really needs some work, and I want to know what you are all thinking about how the story is going!