Disclaimer: Don't own Ouran High School Host Club. Trust me, it would be alot different if I did.

Enjoy!

Last time:

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

-----

Tamaki gazed up at the tall ceiling in deep thought. When Kyouya had kissed him, it felt as if his heart would burst from his chest. Did that mean he liked Kyouya? Did Kyouya like him? So many questions whirled through the blonde's head.

A yawn escaped his lips, stopping his thought process. Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand, he found it to be twelve o'clock.

"I'll think about it more in the morning…" Tamaki mumbled sleepily to himself, pulling the covers up over his shoulders. In a matter of moments, he was asleep.

-----

"AHHH!!!"

Kyouya jerked up from the silk sheets of his bed. He looked around frantically for the sudden noise and calmed slightly when he saw nothing. Figuring it was just his imagination, he laid back down in bed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, another blood curdling scream pierced the night air. Falling out of bed, Kyouya hastily untangled his legs from the silk sheet, and was out the door. He swiftly made it to Tamaki's room and slowly ease the door open, peeking inside the dark room.

It seemed Tamaki had kicked his covers off his bed and was now in the middle of a horrid nightmare. Rushing into the room, Kyouya was by Tamaki's side in a flash.

"Tamaki…wake up…" Kyouya whispered gently, trying to calmingly wake the blond, as to not freak him out. Tamaki just continued to kick and scream out as if he was being savagely attacked.

After whispering soothing words in his ear for a few more minutes, Tamaki calms down a bit. Kyouya smiles at the sleeping blonde. Tamaki was so cute when he slept. Kyouya shook his head to rid of these thoughts. He should be trying harder to not think of Tamaki that way. Blaming it on lack of sleep, Kyouya was about to leave when he felt a sudden pull on his shirt. Looking down to the edge of his shirt, he saw a pale hand. He glanced over to the sleeping teen with furrowed brows. It seemed Tamaki was still asleep. After a few minutes of attempting to pry Tamaki's fingers from his death grip on his shirt, Kyouya sighed in defeat. It seemed Tamaki wasn't letting go anytime soon. Moving the blonde over, Kyouya settled into the bed, pulling the other male into his arms. In a matter of moments, he was asleep, snuggling into the other's warmth.

---------

Tamaki looked around at the darkness that surrounded him. As far as he could see was a blanket of pitch-black darkness. Whimpering in fear, the blonde took off running in an unknown direction.

After running for what seemed like forever, a silhouette begins to appear in the distance. Spurred on by the thought of not being alone, Tamaki runs as fast as he can towards the shadowy figure. Panting, Tamaki smiled brightly at seeing his best friend.

"Kyouya!" Tamaki pants out, stopping a few feet in front of him. "I'm so glad to see you Kyouya!"

The darker haired male smiled gently before slowly turning around, much to Tamaki's shock.

"Kyouya?" Tamaki whispered brokenly. Kyouya just smiled at him from over his shoulder and continued walking away. "Kyouya! Wait!"

Tamaki ran after him but Kyouya just seemed to be getting farther and farther away. Sobs escaped the blonde's lips as he pushed himself to run faster in vain. As Kyouya started to fade into the distance, Tamaki sobbed his name in defeat.

"You are so beautiful when you cry my angel." A sinister voice said behind the blonde making him stop in fear. Turning around, Noire was standing behind him, a sadistic smirk on his face.

"Its time for your punishment Tamaki." Noire slowly stepped forward toward the frightened teen. "You've been a very bad boy."

Eyes wide, Tamaki turned around to run away, only to find himself sinking into the sickening darkness.

"No! Kyouya! Please help me!" Tamaki screamed in terror as he struggled. At this time, tears are streaming down the blonde's face. "Kyouya!!" Tamaki let out one last plea before he was fully engulfed by the darkness and everything went black.

Opening his eyes, Tamaki found himself in a graveyard. Walking over to the nearest grave, he read the name and gasped in shock. Shivers run down his spine as he read the name over and over in his head. Engraved on the stone was his mother's name.

"Tamaki"

Hearing his name being called in a familiar but emotionless voice, Tamaki spun around.

"Mmmother?" Tamaki stuttered in shock. Standing a few feet in front of him was a shimmering version of his mother. Glimmering tears rolled down her unnaturally pale and shimmering face.

"Its all your fault Tamaki" She whispered in an emotionless tone. "Its all your fault!"

Tamaki took a step back in shock.

"Mother?" he whispered back, tears glimmering at the corner of his violet eyes. His mother's face contorted in anger and sadness.

"Its all your fault that I'm dead! If only you had been a better son!" A sob escaped her pale and shimmering lips. "You deserve everything Sir Noire did to you!"

Tamaki's sobs joined his mother's as his legs gave out and he fell to the ground. It felt like his heart was just ripped out of his chest and stomped on by an elephant. Not hearing his mother say anything else, Tamaki timidly glanced up. His head snapped up all the way at the sight of Kyouya.

Kyouya smiled at his blonde friend gently.

"Don't cry Tamaki." Kyouya said in a comforting tone. "You look so beautiful when you smile"

Wiping away his tears, Tamaki shakily stood up. He bolted towards Kyouya and leaned forward to wrap his arms around him, only to fall through him and plunge once again into darkness. Tears once again formed in the blonde's eyes as the darkness surrounded him, beginning to become suffocating. As he fell, Tamaki noticed a bright light. Reaching out, he grabbed hold of it with tight fingers, and refused to let go. The light surrounded him, making him feel protected and warm.

---------

Tamaki blinked his eyes open sleepily. 4:36am. That's what time the clock on the bedside table said it was. Closing his eyes again, Tamaki snuggled back into the warm chest he was using as a pillow.

Wait.

Chest?

Sitting up as best as he could, Tamaki looked up into the face of the person holding him. He sighed in relief when he saw it was Kyouya. He was terrified it was going to be Noire. He remembered what happened at school with a shiver before snuggling back up to Kyouya. It would be okay to sleep together like this for tonight.

Tamaki was almost asleep when he heard a strange noise. Opening his eyes, he lied still before hearing it again.

"Tamaki…" Kyouya moaned out, pulling the blonde closer to his chest. A blush lit up on said blonde's face at the movement. His eyes widened greatly when something hard pressed against his thigh.

-----------

Kyouya sighed as he stared up at the clock. It was only a minute before the last bell rang and class was over. Tamaki hadn't shown up for class that day and Kyouya was slightly worried. What if that pervert had gotten to him? Kyouya wouldn't forgive himself if that happened. Sighing, Kyouya lied his head down on his desk. Closing his eyes for a second, he heard the bell chime signaling the end of school. Opening his eyes back up, he looked around confused to see everyone gone and the sun setting. Shrugging the odd occurrence off, Kyouya headed for the host club.

Arriving to the correct room, Kyouya opened the door slowly, only to see the room completely dark.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" Kyouya asked in a bored tone. Of course no one would be there in the dark, but you never knew. Walking farther into the room, Kyouya walked over to the table holding his laptop.

"Kyouya" A gentle and seductive voice was heard behind him. Quickly turning around, Kyouya's mouth dropped at the sight in front of him.

Standing there was Tamaki. Now, this was no normal Tamaki. This was a Tamaki in leather. Tight leather. And short shorts.

Tamaki was wearing tight leather short shorts that barely cover anything, a half-shirt tank that showed off his toned stomach and part of his chest, a black choker on his neck, and knee high leather boots. He looked up through his bangs shyly at Kyouya, fluttering his eyelashes innocently. Smiling seductively, Tamaki walked over, pink tongue darting out to lick his lips.

"Kyouya?"

------------

Kyouya sat up in bed suddenly, a red blush covering his face and part of his neck. He couldn't believe he had that type of dream about Tamaki. If the blonde ever found out he would be sure to hate him.

"Kyouya?" His eyes widened as he heard said blonde's voice. Turning to his left, Tamaki lied on the bed, looking up at him, a blush dusted over his cheeks.

Oh shit.

-------

Sooooooo? How'd you like it? I haven't written in a while. Life is complicated. But I got it done. Strangely, most of my ideas come to me when I'm in my Japanese class. LOL. So, I'll try to update again soon. Can't make any promises though.

Review what you think!

And! If anyone sees any spelling or grammar mistakes, just send me a message or put in it your review. Thanks!

Also! Tell me what you want to happen next. I might update faster if you do!!