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Last time:

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.

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Kyouya looked over to his best friend nervously. Maybe, if he was lucky, Tamaki didn't feel his little problem pressing into his leg. Noticing the other's blush, he highly doubted it had gone unnoticed.

"Have a good dream, Kyouya?" Tamaki asked jokingly, laughing a bit at Kyouya's mortified expression. He had never seen that expression of his friend before. It was quite amusing.

"Tamaki…" Kyouya started off slowly, knowing the subject of the nightmare might be a touchy subject for Tamaki to talk about. He had looked so incredibly scared last night; it was almost unbelievable that it was actually the usually happy blonde. "What was up with last night?"

Tamaki's violet eyes widened slightly as he shifted under the covers, off of Kyouya's chest. He sighed in relief at feeling the fabric of his oversized pants rub against his skin and the soft bed sheets. He looked up nervously at the patiently waiting Kyouya.

"Um…Why did we…I mean…Why did we sleep together?" Tamaki asked in a small voice. He didn't know why he was so nervous.

Kyouya smirked at the innuendo in that question. His mind was just imagining all kinds of situations in which they had 'slept' together in. At seeing Kyouya's smirk, Tamaki corrected himself, a rosy blush staining his pale cheeks.

"What I mean is…why did we go to sleep …in the same bed?" Tamaki fidgeted nervously, looking down at his hands. He couldn't remember much of yesterday. He remembered being attacked by Noire, and Kyouya saving him, but after that it got a little blurry.

"I woke up hearing someone screaming. You were having a nightmare." Kyouya said, looking over to the confused Tamaki. "I calmed you down, but you wouldn't let go of my shirt. You wouldn't wake up, so I had to stay."

Tamaki nodded in understanding; that sort of made sense. A sudden thought occurred to the blonde. Looking up at his friend, he tilted his head to the side cutely, blinking once or twice.

"But Kyouya…Why didn't you just take off your shirt?" Tamaki asked, giggling at the confused expression he got in return.

"What? My shirt?" It seemed Kyouya still wasn't completely awake. It couldn't be helped though. The dark haired boy was defiantly not considered a morning person.

"If I was only holding your shirt, then you could have taken it off and went back to bed" Tamaki said evenly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the word. Kyouya stared at him dumbfounded. It seemed as though the usually smart teen had not thought of that. Looking away in embarrassment, he scoffed in annoyance.

"I was tired Tamaki. I wasn't thinking straight. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep, which your screaming interrupted." Kyouya sneered, "And its not like I would ever really want to sleep with you anyway"

Tamaki looked at Kyouya with wide eyes. Was he serious? Angry, Tamaki crossed his arms over his chest. "And what is wrong with sleeping with me!? Hm!?" Tamaki shouted out at the stumped boy across from him.

Kyouya could not believe they were having this conversation. His mind was still on pervert sleep mode, so he could only think of reasons why he would want to sleep with the gorgeous blonde. Shaking his head, he started to get frustrated.

"Why would you want me to sleep with you anyway?!" He yelled out in frustration. All he wanted to do was go back to sleep. He was tired as hell.

"I wouldn't want you to sleep with me!!" Tamaki shouted back angrily. All this shouting was seriously giving him a major headache but he wouldn't stand down. He refused to give up such an argument. Kyouya was practically calling him ugly. Call him narcissistic, but he refused to believe he was ugly!

"Well I wouldn't want to sleep with you either!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

Tamaki let out a frustrated scream before shouting, "Fine!" one last time before pushing Kyouya off the bed. He pulled the covers over his head and buried his face into the soft pillow.

Kyouya stood up angrily, glaring at the cocoon that was Tamaki before yelling out an angry "Fine!" He stomped toward the large wooden door before opening it and slamming it with a loud bang.

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Tamaki had left the Ootori household an hour later and returned to his home to get ready for school. He was incredibly tired, but he knew he would have to go. His friends, not to mention his grandmother, would be upset if he didn't. He sighed at the turn of events. Kyouya knew now. He knew about the things Noire had done. He was thankful for his friend for saving him, but a part of him just wished he had never found out. But at least it was one of his friends. If it were anyone else, they would tell the entire school. He could just imagine the look of disgust on everyone face. They would realize what a waste of time he was. He just hoped that Kyouya wouldn't do that.

Sighing, Tamaki gathered his things and climbed into his expensive limo his father paid for. He didn't know how commoners could ride in such crowded buses and trains. It seemed way too crowded. Shaking his head, he let his mind wander off.

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Kyouya glared at everyone he passed. He wasn't able to get anymore sleep after he had left Tamaki and now he was incredibly grouchy. He absolutely hated being tired. Sitting at his desk, he pulled out his laptop. He made sure he sent out an aura around him that said 'Leave me the hell alone!'

He didn't notice when class started, and even less when it ended. He was too absorbed into his work. It didn't matter if he listened anyway. Both him and Tamaki were way ahead of the rest of the class. Tamaki. His heart hurt when he thought of the blonde. He knew that he defiantly hated him now. Usually, the blonde would always greet him with a good morning, even if he were busy working. But he had gotten no such greeting today. Sighing, he glanced over to the blonde. He seemed as if nothing was wrong and that it was just another ordinary day.

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All throughout the host club, Kyouya and Tamaki ignored each other. While Kaoru and Hikaru didn't notice anything amiss, Haruhi, Mori and Hani did.

"Haru-chan! What's wrong with Kyou-chan and Tama-chan?" Hani asked Haruhi, hugging the girl tightly around the waist. Haruhi smiled sadly down at her sempai.

"I don't know Hani-sempai. Maybe they had a fight?" Haruhi suggested thoughtfully. Hopefully it was just an argument over the next club theme or something else as small. She didn't like how the two were acting and wanted them to make up soon.

"Oh…" The small blonde boy said blankly, blinking a bit up at the dark haired girl. "OH! So they are just having a mommy and daddy quarrel!" Hani seemed to be positive this was the problem. "They'll make in a day or two, right Takashi?"

Mori looked down at his blonde haired cousin with a quiet 'hnn'. Haruhi laughed quietly at his child-like innocence. It must be nice to be that blissfully unaware. With a smile, Haruhi went back to her table. Hopefully the two would make up soon.

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Okay everyone! Its been forever! I know and you can be mad, I wouldn't blame you. I've had the rough draft for this chapter written forever ago (wrote it in my math class XD teehee) but I was too lazy to actually write it out and post it. I got bored tonight (New Years, all alone), so I decided to stop being lazy, and write!! But anyway! If there is anyone still reading my fic left, send me a review! Even if it is to complain about how long I took to update, thats fine. :-) I enjoy them all. Sooo!!! Review and give me suggestions on what you want the next chapter to be about. I have a rough idea, but I need imput! Oh, and I'm sorry about all the spell and grammer mistakes. Wrote this from 12-2 AM. I read over it, but I'm sleepy!

Love you all!! R&R!!!

- XMeikoX