Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor do I have any part in the making of it. This is a fanfiction, made only for the purpose of typing out my thoughts and ideas. In no way did the events following this introduction actually happen in the anime/manga, and they never will. This was not made to have anything gained monetarily, but just to recieve feedback on my writing abilities, and improove based on your opinions of my work. I do not own any of these characters, excluding my OC's (origional characters). If you have read/watched the manga/anime, then you will know which characters are mine and which aren't.

Warning: This is a shounen ai / yaoi fanfiction, meaning there is romantic relationships (and a bit more-to-come) between two adolescent boys included. If this offends you in any way, or you do not want to read this, then I suggest that you stop reading now.

FFFFFFffffff. Do you know how long I've been trying to write this? I've been sitting at the computer for hours every day, with a blank mind, trying to write. I'm just happy that this is all over... WRITER'S BLOCK NO MORE!

Echoed Voice

Chapter 4

A New Onii-chan!

"Kiyoko-nee, are you coming? We'll leave without you if you don't hurry up." Kazuhiro yelled at the annoying blonde girl as he and Tamaki began to exit the large structure.

"It's fine, I have to do a few things around here before I get to school, you can go along without me!" Kiyoko called back. Damnit... Kazuhiro mentally cursed. Now he would have to deal with walking with Tamaki through the awkward silence, on their way to another painfully long day at the academy. Oh joy...

"Hiro-kun, come on. We'll be late if you don't hurry." Kazuhiro hadn't noticed Tamaki walk passed him as he thought how the hell he would last for the rest of the day.

"C-Coming..." Kazuhiro jogged over to walk next to Tamaki. After several minutes of observing their surroundings as they began to walk towards the school, a question popped into his mind. "Tamaki-senpai?"

"Yes?" Tamaki responded down to the younger male beside him.

"Why have you been calling me 'Hiro-kun?' I've never been called by 'Hiro' before."

"Eh? You mean you don't like my nickname. I thought what to call you all last night, since addressing you by 'Numata-san' seems too formal."

"N-No... It's not that. It's just I'm not used to being called that..." His cheeks began to glow a light shade of pink. A-All night...? He thought. He shook his head slightly from side to side, mentally slapping himself. Kiyoko's talks about relationships were just getting to him... Right? Nothing more, he was just thinking about it too much...

"Hm... Well why do you call me 'senpai' even though were're in the same year, and the same class." The black-haired boy took a few seconds to think about it.

"I'm not really sure... You've been more experienced in life, so I guess in a way you are a senpai. I guess..." Kazuhiro thought. Why did he call him senpai, though?

Tamaki chuckled. "That's silly. Call me something else, why don'tcha?"

"No, that'd be impolite... I mean we've only just met yesterday." Kazuhiro's heart was thumping wildly in his chest. It had been making it hard for him to breathe since Tamaki arrived at their door. But that was just a coincidence, right? He wasn't feeling well, that was all.

"I'm fine with it, really. It's only natural, you're letting me call you by 'Hiro-kun' even though we've just met, so you should do something similar to me." Kazuhiro thought about it. He was tempted but...

"A-Are you sure?" Kazuhiro gave in. It was worth it, even if Tamaki would only be a friend for a while, he could cope with what happiness it may or may not bring...

"I'm completely sure. One hundred percent." Tamaki replied, chuckling gently.

"U-Um..." Kazuhiro stammered. What could he call him...? Someone like him... Someone as popular, attractive and charming as he was. "I d-don't know..." Kazuhiro stammered as he thought about it.

"Hm..." Tamaki looked up, scratching at his chin as he began to think. "I want you to call me something different... Something no one really calls me... Ah!" An idea stuck Tamaki.

"What is it...?"

"Call me Onii-chan!" Kazuhiro gave the blonde a look of curiousity. H-He can't be serious, right...?

"Yeah! No one that I know really calls me that. I'm an only child, so it'll be nice having a little brother figure!" Tamaki smiled widely.

"O-Onii...chan?"

"Yup! Exactly!"

"Tama... Tama-nii...?" Kazuhiro looked away after mentioning his idea, hiding his blushed face with black bangs.

He didn't want to know his reaction, Kazuhiro was uncomfortable expressing his feelings about things, or mentioning ideas. He didn't like to be judged, especially by people he didn't know.

"Wow, Hiro-kun! That's perfect. Tama-nii, Tama-nii..." Tamaki sung out the nickname. "It's great!"

If it had been humanly possible, Kazuhiro's blush deepended. "N-No... Not really... Um... Th-Thanks anyway..."

FFFFfff I know this is short again, but I've been busy catching up with some other things. I'm currently trying to work on three stories but dividing my time equally is kind of hard. I have to buy a calander and make a squedual for this stuff. xD I swear I will. I'll put one on dA. I will. XD

Well this doesn't have much but it explains why Kazuhiro calls Tamaki 'Tama-nii,' and why Tamaki calls Kazuhiro "Hiro-kun." I WILL WRITE MORE SOON I SWEAR ON MY SOUL I WILL. If I don't... I hope I live. =D