Hey! I'm back. Camp was okay. Baptist are really sexist, no offence to any out there. Sorry it took so long. A lot has been going on. I got an adorable Chihuahua. His name is Macho :-) And we are getting our kitchen redone, so I had to help there. Plus my dad got married, so now I have a new step-hoe…I mean…wait, yeah, I mean step-hoe. Anyway! I know you don't want to hear excuses.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club. If I did, (1) the twin's brotherly love would have SO gone to a much higher level, and (2) Tamaki and Kyouya would be making out every chapter/episode. That is all.
!!!! IMPORTANT!!!! This chapter was inspired by Nekosblackrose'sidea! Thank you so much! You brought me out of my slump! This chapter is dedicated to you as well as my friend Pope. Thank you all!!!
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Tamaki shot up in bed, sweat rolling down his temples. His breathing was rushed and a bright red blush adorned his cheeks. He shifted in bed and gasped at the sticky wetness in his silk boxers.
He couldn't believe it. This had been his first wet dream about a guy. It wasn't just any guy either. It was his best friend.Just thinking about the dream made Tamaki's stomach feel fluttery. Glancing at his clock, he sighed as he left his bed to get cleaned up. It was only one a.m., but there was no way he would be able to go back to sleep after having such a dream.
Throwing his soiled nightclothes in his hamper, Tamaki stepped into the warm spray of his shower. He unintentionally thought of his dream. The way Kyouya touched him. The way he…
'Stop! Thinking that way about Kyouya is wrong!' Tamaki thought angrily at himself. Even if he actually believed that thought to be true, he couldn't stop his hand from moving down his chest and stomach until it reached his…
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No matter what he did, he couldn't stop from looking at Tamaki. It was addicting. They were sitting in class listening to the teacher lecture about something or the other. He wasn't really paying attention to that. What he was paying attention to was the dozing blonde sitting a few seats in front of him. He wondered idly why the other was so tired. Tamaki had always been energetic, even in the mornings.
Kyouya opened up his little black book and wrote the information down under his TAMAKI section. He might need to remember this for later use.
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The day seemed to fly by. Noire-sensei gave Tamaki no problems in his class. In fact, he seemed to not even look at Tamaki, like he wasn't even there. Tamaki warily wondered what he was up to. The man had never treated him this way. Not that he didn't like it, but it was extremely suspicious.
Even though he knew his teacher wasn't looking at him, he felt someone stare at him. Strangely enough, he wasn't scared. This stare wasn't like Noire's. This one felt loving and safe. When he glanced around the room, he didn't see anyone, so just shrugged it off. Maybe it was the emotions in his dream coming back to haunt him.
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The rest of the day was uneventful. Noire-sensei kept his hands to himself, and Tamaki unsuccessfully tried to nap in class. Soon it was time for lunch. Everyone filed out of the room towards the cafeteria, chatting with friends.
"Tamaki"
Tamaki jumped as his name was said. He turned and sighed in relief at seeing Kyouya.
"Yes Kyouya?" Tamaki said as he smiled at his friend. Kyouya would never hurt him.
"Are you okay?" Kyouya asked concern showing in his eyes, though, the only one who could tell was Tamaki. "You seem really tired"
Tamaki's face covered with a blush as his dream came back to him.
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Kyouya kissed down Tamaki's chest, leaving love bites in his wake. The blonde gasped and moaned as each mark was made. Kyouya gently nipped at the blonde's nipple, and was rewarded with a loud gasp. He smiled as he continued playing with it, one hand tweaking the other, and his other hand sliding down the slim stomach towards the tent in the blonde beauty's boxers.
"Are you okay with this Tamaki?" Kyouya asked, eyes looking straight into Tamaki's.
Tamaki panted as he looked into Kyouya's gentle gray eyes.
"Please Kyouya! I need you!" Tamaki moaned as he pulled his and Kyouya's lips together in a passionate kiss.
"Tamaki?"
Tamaki snapped out of his daze. Him and Kyouya were the only ones in the hallway now.
"I'm fine Kyouya. Just a bit hungry" Tamaki chuckled nervous, a pink blush staining his cheeks. Kyouya gave him a suspicious look.
"Alright then" Kyouya gave him a calculating look before turning. "Lets go get something to eat then"
Tamaki gave a relieved sigh. It looked like he was off the hook for now.
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Haruhi sighed as the twins started fighting. She had decided she wanted to try something different and had made tacos for her lunch (1). The twins, never having had tacos before, both wanted to try some. The problem was, she only packed enough for herself, and there was only half a taco left. She rolled her eyes as the twins continued to argue for the last bit of taco.
She was surprised that Tamaki wasn't trying to get it as well. He usually very interested in commoner food. She looked over at her blonde sempai to see his moving the food around on his plate, deep in thought. It seemed that he was doing that a lot lately.
Haruhi had to admit; he was beginning to worry her. After the incident with him getting sick, he seemed to be different. He wasn't as cheerful. He would act cheerful, but it was just a mask.
"Tamaki-sempai, do you want the last of my taco?" Haruhi asked before she even realized she said something. Tamaki looked up from his plate and looked at her for a second with glazed eyes before snapping out of it.
"Ah! My sweet daughter!!" Tamaki smiled brightly at Haruhi, as if she was truly his daughter. "Thank you! You are so good to Papa!!"
Tamaki reached over to the lunch box before a fork stabbed into the table next to his outstretched hand. He looked over to the twins. They were glaring daggers at him. He would be dead if looks could kill. He laughed nervously before pulling his hand back.
"I'm not too hungry at the moment" Tamaki said, glancing over at the twins. "You...uh…should give it to Hikaru and Kaoru!"
Tamaki gulped as the twins chuckled sadistically at scaring the host king. Haruhi let out a sigh.
Damn twins.
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Noire sat in the teacher's lounge eating his lunch, surrounded by the majority of the female staff. There were some cute ones, but none were as cute as his Tamaki-chan. He laughed at something one of them said. Yes, none of them had anything on his angel. He barley held back a sneer as one of the older teachers put a wrinkly hand on his arm.
"Noire-sensei, are you in a relationship right now?" She said in a low tone that she seemed to think was sexy. The female teachers giggled while the males smirked at him in amusement. God, he really wanted to get away from this old woman.
"No. But I do have a cute blonde in mind" He said and smirked on the inside as her smile dropped. The other females only giggled louder at her failed attempt at trying to turn him on.
"Oh? A blonde you say?" Another women said, twirling her obviously bleached blonde hair with her finger. She smiled at him in a way that she probably thought was seductive and fluttered her eyelashes. All it seemed to do was make it look like she had something in her eye.
Thankfully the bell rang and saved him from answering her. The rest of the women sighed in disappointment at having to leave.
Noire defiantly couldn't wait to get his blond angel back.
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Tamaki sighed quietly. It was only five minutes into the host club and he was exhausted. If he laid his head back, he knew he could fall asleep in no more then a second. He listened as the three princesses that were assigned to him talked about their day excitedly. He would nod occasionally but that was about it. They didn't seem to notice he wasn't really paying attention and continued to talk a mile a minute. He felt his eyelids become heavier and heavier. He tried to fight it but failed as his eyelids slid closed and he was whisked off into a light sleep.
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One of the girls seemed to finally notice Tamaki's lack of attention.
"Ano…Suou-sama?" She asked gently as she peaked a look at his bowed face. By this time the other two girls had noticed and shut up as well. The blinked at his sleeping form before looking at one another.
"He…fell asleep?" One asked as the other two nodded their heads dumbly. The three were regulars of Tamaki and this had never happened.
"Do you think we bored him?" One asked timidly. She looked over at Tamaki's sleeping face and blushed.
"No…I don't think we did anyway." Another girl said, taking a quick sip of her tea.
"Yeah, I noticed during lunch that Suou-sama seemed rather tired" The last girl said as she pointed to the almost unnoticeable bags under the blonde's eyes. "See."
The other girls made 'oh' noises as they also looked at Tamaki's eyes.
"So…Now what?"
They were all silent for a second.
"I'll go tell Ootori-sama" One girl said as she stood up gently from the couch as if the slight moment would wake up Tamaki. She walked over to Kyouya nervously picking at the ribbon on the front of her uniform.
"Ex…excuse me…. Um…. Ootori-sama…" She stuttered. Out of the entire host club, Kyouya was the most intimidating. He was very handsome and cool, but so much that none of the girls really wanted to disturb him. He looked up from his lab top at her, and smiled gently, easing her nervousness until she couldn't remember why she was even nervous in the first place.
"Yes? Is there anything wrong?" He asked politely. On the inside he was slightly irritated. 'What does she want?'.
"Um… Suou-sama…. fell asleep" She said quietly that if Kyouya wasn't listening closely, he wouldn't have heard. He blinked at her almost stupidly. Tamaki fell asleep?
Kyouya got up and gracefully went over to the couch that held the sleeping host king. He kneeled down in front of the blonde and gently shook his shoulder.
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Tamaki was having a good dream. He was lying in Kyouya's warm arms. He hummed happily as the black haired male combed his fingers through his hair. He felt so safe in Kyouya's protective arms. He loved the feel of the other's long fingers brushing through his hair and his soft pink lips on his own.
Suddenly he was being shaken. He tried to cling onto sleep but whoever was shaking his shoulder would have none of it. Tamaki blurrily opened his violet eyes and stared up into Kyouya's dark gray eyes.
"Kyouya?" Tamaki slurred, sleep laced in his voice. He started rubbing at his eyes, as if trying to rub the sleep out of them but only succeeded in making all the girls close by squeal at the cuteness. He heard Kyouya sigh and before he knew what was happening, he was picked up off the couch. Kyouya carried him bridle style across the room, with all the girls screaming 'Moe!'. Tamaki didn't care though. He snuggled into Kyouya's warm arms as he was taken into the next room. He only looked up when Kyouya sat him down on the couch.
"Get some rest Tamaki. I'll wake you up later." And with that Kyouya left the dozing blonde, where he promptly fell back asleep.
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Kyouya sighed as he left the blonde. He was really starting to worry about him. Not that he was going to tell anyone anytime soon. He decided then that he would interrogate Tamaki later when he woke him up. He had to deal with sorting out the costumers right now. Walking back out to the main room, Kyouya discovered the twins had already taken care of the customers by starting their brotherly love act.
"Hikaru! Ah! Where are you touching" Kaoru yelled out in his twin's arms. Hikaru's hands were traveling over his brother's backside. Kyouya wasn't sure if Kaoru's blush was fake or not. Hikaru grinned as he nipped at Kaoru's neck, causing him to let out a quiet moan, which sent the room into a fit of giggles.
"I had a really interesting dream about you last night, Kaoru." Hikaru whispered into Kaoru's ear, but still plenty loud enough for the entire room to hear. Kaoru seemed to adopt an innocent look as he shifted his eyes from his dream.
"Was it…" Kaoru paused, making all the girls lean forward in anticipation. "A naughty dream?"
Kyouya truly thought some of the girls were going to faint by this time, but none had so far, though, there were many holding bloody tissues up to their noses. Kyouya rolled his eyes slightly and sat back down to his laptop. He had no time to act like a schoolgirl over the twins. He couldn't help himself when he heard several screams.
It seemed the Hikaru had pushed Kaoru onto the table and stood between his twin's spread legs. He then proceeded to ravish his mouth, much to the fan girl's excitement. Kyouya had to clear his throat several times to get the twins attention to let them know that they have gone a bit too far. Kaoru looked over to Kyouya and nodded, unnoticed by the rest of the girls in the club.
"Hikaru! We can't!" Kaoru whined out, cherry blush staining his cheeks as he pouted. Hikaru played disappointed.
"Why not Kaoru?" Hikaru's eyes seemed to water a bit. "Do you not want me?"
Kaoru shook his head frantically and cupped his twin's cheek.
"Never Hikaru! I love you! Its just…" Kaoru looked away shyly. "I don't want to do it in public…its embarrassing."
At this point, several girls had passed out, and many more were either drooling, or had a nosebleed. Even the ever-innocent Haruhi seemed to have to wipe the drool from the side of her mouth as she watched the twins.
"Ah…."Hikaru nodded in understanding. "I understand Kaoru" He leaned in closer to his twin to whisper, but was still loud enough for everyone to hear. "But when we get home…your cute ass is mine"
That seemed to do it. All the girls who were unaffected, or semi-unaffected either passed out, or had to grab several tissues. Even Haruhi had to place a tissue by her nose as she blushed brightly.
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The rest of club went smoothly. Most of the customers had left by now and had taken their passed out friends. Kyouya just shook his head as he glanced over at the twins' smug smiles. They were currently teasing Haruhi at her need of a tissue. As the last few customers left, Kyouya stood up, his little black book in his hands.
"We did fairly good today, even though the twins might need to tone down their brotherly love act or we will start to have to charge for tissues. Everyone is dismissed." Kyouya said in a bored voice, reading from his book. The twins saluted goofily before dragging Haruhi away, insisting they give her a ride.
"Bye Kyou-chan! Tell Tama-chan we said bye!" Hani said cheerfully eating cake, followed by Mori out the door. Kyouya just nodded at the two.
Kyouya decided to let Tamaki sleep a little bit longer as he left to deliver some paperwork to the headmaster.
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Tamaki opened his eyes with a loud yawn. He looked around confused, as his sleep filled mind didn't register where he was. Rubbing his eyes a few more times, he finally realized where he was. Pulling out his cell phone he checked the time and blinked a few times. The host club was over at this time.
"I wonder why Kyouya didn't wake me up?" Tamaki mumbled to himself, pouting. "Did he forget?"
Tamaki shook his head before more depressed thoughts entered it. Kyouya was always very busy with personal, and club affairs. Gathering his things, Tamaki left. He decided to go the long way so he could think a bit.
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Kyouya sighed as he finally left the headmaster's office. The man was worse then his son. He never seemed to shut up and talked about anything that came to mind. The man spent at least, twenty minutes talking of the difference between American-made ramen, and traditional Japanese ramen (4). Since he was the headmaster, Kyouya had to endure it and just kept nodding his head as the older man droned on.
Kyouya stopped as he heard running and then a loud thump followed by a pained yell. Who else would be here at this time? Most students had left half an hour or so ago. His eyes slightly widened as he remember Tamaki. He was still here. What if he was hurt? Before he realized he had even moved, Kyouya was running down the hall.
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Tamaki walked slowly down the hall, head bowed in thought. He gasped as he ran into a strong chest.
"Oh, excuse…" Tamaki started but then stopped as he noticed the other he had ran into. Noire-sensei smiled down at him, lust obvious in his eyes.
"Why, hello my little angel" Noire pulled Tamaki to his chest, snuggling his face into blonde hair. Tamaki started to shake as hands slithered down his back. Giving a hard push to the other man's chest, Tamaki ran in the opposite direction. His mind was focusing on getting away from the French man. He heard the other run behind him, and his fear increased. He started to pant as he ran, getting lost in the big school. He suddenly ended up at stairs that led to the first floor. Almost down them, he tripped on the last couple. Tamaki closed his eyes as he felt himself tumble to the floor. He lay there for a second before remembering the man he was running from. Looking up, he saw Noire at the top of the stairs, smiling down at him as he got closer.
Tamaki jumped up to his feet before letting out a yell at the throbbing pain in his left ankle. He fell down to his knees, holding said ankle, tears building in his eyes. There was no way he could escape Noire with a sprained ankle. Tamaki gasped as he was pushed down onto his back, Noire on top of him, pinning his hands down.
"What a naughty little boy you've been" Noire whispered in his ear, running his tongue along the edge. "I think you need a little…punishment". Noire smirked as Tamaki shivered in disgust and fear. 'No! This can't be happening. Not again!' Tamaki thought, as tears slid down his cheeks as his jacket was removed, and his shirt was unbuttoned. There was no point in yelling for help. No one would be here at this time. He let out a sob as Noire ran his hand up and down the blonde's chest as the other held his arms pinned above his head.
"You know you deserve this" Noire whispered in his ear. "I'm the only one that cares for you, my pet. No one else really cares. They just think you are a nuisance. But not me, I don't think you are love."
Tamaki felt his heart clench at Noire's words. Maybe the older man was right. His father didn't seem to like him, and his grandmother obviously hated his guts. Even his friends seemed to only tolerate him. They all seemed annoyed at everything he did. Heck, Haruhi was forced to be in the host club. Her debt was the only reason for her joining in the first place. Was he really just a nuisance?
"No!" Tamaki shook his head as he struggled frantically. Even if he was a nuisance, he didn't think he deserved this.
"TAMAKI?!?!"
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"TAMAKI?!?!" Kyouya reached the bottom to main staircase to the second floor and his eyes widened in shock at the scene in front of him.
Tamaki.
Half naked.
Pinned to the ground.
Sobbing.
Noire on top of him.
Rage seemed to cloud his vision as he ran forward. Before he knew it, he had Noire off of his Tamaki, with his fist pounding into his teacher's face. Kyouya finally snapped out of his rage when he heard Tamaki say his name. He threw his unconscious teacher to the ground before turning and kneeling next to Tamaki. In a second he had his arms full.
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Tamaki sobbed loudly into Kyouya's chest. He didn't care that the dark haired male had found out his secret. He was just glad that Kyouya hadn't forgot him, and that he was saved from the perverted Frenchman.
"Tamaki…" Kyouya whispered as he hugged the blonde to his chest. "Are you alright?" He asked, before shaking his head. "What did that bastard do?"
"Please Kyouya" Tamaki snuggled into the others chest. Kyouya seemed to get the hint and picked the blonde up bridle style into his arms. Walking out and over to his limo, he gently sat down with Tamaki in his lap and told his driver to drive to Ootori manor.
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Kyouya brought Tamaki in his room and sat him down on the couch. He kneeled before the blonde, lifting his chin.
"Do you want a shower before going to bed?" Kyouya asked gently in a soft tone. He didn't want to upset his friend. Tamaki nodded.
"Can I take a bath? I think I sprained my ankle" Tamaki whispered, looking into Kyouya's eyes. He never noticed how pretty Kyouya's eyes were before. Kyouya nodded his head before leaving to get the tub ready.
A few minutes later, Kyouya came back to see Tamaki dozing on the couch. He went over and gently shook the blonde.
"The bath is ready Tamaki"
Tamaki looked up at Kyouya with dazed eyes.
"Are we going together?" Tamaki asked in a sleepy tone, not totally awake. Kyouya looked at his friend with a blush covering his cheeks, eyes wide. Take a bath with Tamaki? He didn't think he could do that without molesting the blonde. Kyouya just shook his head and figured it was just Tamaki sleep talking nonsense. He helped Tamaki off the couch and led him to the bath where he left him leaning against the sink to find him something to sleep in.
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Tamaki completely woke up as Kyouya helped him into the bathroom. Did he really ask Kyouya to bath with him? Tamaki shook his head franticly. Hopefully he just dreamed he did. Yeah, it was just a dream. He quickly slid his already unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders and took off his pants before sliding into the warm bath. It felt heavenly. Tamaki picked up a half full bottle of soap and sniffed it. He blushed, as he smelled Kyouya's scent of cinnamon. He glanced at the door before pouring some in his hands and rubbing it all over his body. He shivered at the thought of Kyouya rubbing the soap over his own body.
He quickly shook his head to rid of these thoughts. He shouldn't be thinking of Kyouya like that.
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Tamaki finished his bath and discovered a set of clothes sitting on the sink. He wondered when Kyouya had placed them there. He just shrugged and slipped on the too big white shirt, which kept falling off his shoulder, and a pair of baggy sweat pants. He limped back into the bedroom just in time to see Kyouya about to pull up a pair of sleep pants. Tamaki stared at the other's shirtless chest in wonder. Had Kyouya's chest always been that sexy?
Tamaki blushed as Kyouya turned towards him. Kyouya had ordered some food brought to the room for them. After eating their fill of sandwiches, Tamaki sat down on Kyouya's bed with a yawn.
"Tamaki…" Kyouya said hesitantly, making Tamaki look at him in concern. Kyouya was never hesitant. Ever. "What happened today? What did that perverted teacher do to you?"
The blonde looked down nervous. He wasn't sure what Kyouya's reaction would be if he told him the whole truth.
"He…just pushed me down…it wasn't much…" Tamaki said, violet eyes looking down at his folded hands. "But thank you for saving me."
Kyouya sighed. It seemed like that was all he would get out of the blonde tonight. Walking over to his TV, Kyouya put on a movie for them to watch before bed. Tamaki glanced at the screen and squealed.
"Hell boy 2?! Ah! I love this movie!!"(3) Tamaki said energetically, giggling like a fangirl on drugs. Kyouya just rolled his eyes as he sat on the couch, Tamaki lying on his bed.
Near the end of the movie, Kyouya noticed that Tamaki was no longer quoting the characters, and turned to the blonde. It seemed like he had fallen asleep.
Kyouya gave a little smile. His best friend was so much like a little kid; falling asleep before the movie ended. Turning off the movie, he walked over to the bed and pulled the covers over the sleeping teen.
'He really is beautiful' Kyouya thought, a blush staining his cheeks as he stared at Tamaki's sleeping face. His eyes wandered to Tamaki's full pink lips. They looked so tempting, slightly parted and oh so full. 'Tamaki always looks super cute when he pouts' Kyouya thought absently, not questioning himself on his own strange thought. Brushing the silky blonde hair out of the sleeping boy's eyes, Kyouya seemed to get closer to Tamaki without his noticing. Before he knew it, he had placed a chaste kiss on the sleeping blonde's lips.
Kyouya pulled back quickly, looking like he had just been burned. He couldn't believe he had just done that. Kissed his best friend; His male best friend; His best friend who was just attacked by a pervert today. Kyouya felt his throat constrict as guilt filled him. He needed to stop all romantic thoughts about Tamaki, for both their sakes.
Turning away and leaving the room, Kyouya never saw Tamaki sit up in bed, fingers touching his lips, a red blush gracing his cheeks.
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Whoa. That took me forever! Is it too short? It seemed longer then usual. Nine pages of Microsoft word, Time New Roman, size 12. Oh well. This is what you get.
Soooo…..Review??
(1) I was really craving tacos when I wrote this part. And I thought, what the heck. If I can't eat some tacos, then I'll make Haruhi some! ^-^
(2) I was decided to torture Noire with desperate women. Mean, neh?
(3) I know they might not even have this movie in Japan, but my friend, The Pope, helped me for what I'm going to do in the next chap. So I decided to put Hell boy 2 in here to honor her and whatnot.
(4) I was thinking about it when I wrote it. If you are wondering why it is four, yet earlier in the story then three, I decided to put this note when I was proof reading. I'm to lazy to change the numbers. Look how long it take me to update…..