*moths fly out of briefcase* As you can see, from the moths in the briefcase I don't have, I do not own Ouran.
I thought I heard sobbing coming from Tamaki's Corner of woe, so I got up to investigate. Sure enough, Tamaki was curled up in a ball, sobbing violently. I sat down next to him and took him in my arms.
"It…It's all my fault," he choked out.
"Shhhh. No it's not, Tamaki," I consoled.
"Sh…she took that bullet…for me…" he explained. I turned his face to look at me.
"That doesn't make it your fault. She jumped in front of the bullet of her own accord. She made the choice," I reasoned. He threw his arms around my neck and wept into the crook of my neck. We sat like that until Tamaki calmed down. He pulled away from my neck so that we were face to face and rested his forehead on mine.
"I-I think I love you too, Kyouya," he confessed, kissing my nose. I pulled him up by his hand to return him to bed. Once he was on his feet, he drew me to him and gently pressed his lips to mine. I could feel the passion growing as we wrapped our arms together, lips meshing together furiously.
"Mmmm," I breathed. All too soon, Tamaki pulled away. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to his bed. We tucked each other in and I wrapped my arms around him from behind.
"I love you, Tamaki," I said, kissing him on the neck. He didn't reply because, as soon as the words passed my lips, he had fallen asleep.
If anyone has a guess about who killed Haruhi and was trying to kill Tamaki, feel free to message me and I may tell you if you are right :)