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Lookie! I updated! Also, new policy. I'll only post the next chapter when I have the next one finished. It'll speed up the process. &shrugs& Because, if I don't that, I'll just procrastinate… again. Okay, first review…

Kiharu Lamperouge
2009-07-05 . chapter 12

Hmm, curious Tamaki.. Promises to be interesting, as this chappie shows. This story gets better and better as he ages, especially since he'll soon reach the age where he'll start to wonder about having feelings for other boys too.

Me: Ufufufufufu… I know, right? I can't wait to start that completely!

Tama: I have lots of feelings! I have feeling for Kyou-kun, Honey, Kaoru, Hikaru, Haruhi, Mori, Kuma, Usa-

Honey: &squeal&

Twins: &rolls eyes& Even as a child…

Haruhi: &sweat drops&

Kyouya: ….

nejiXtenten4everz
2009-07-13 . chapter 12

eh so cute Tamaki is still so KAWAI! and i love the twins they're my fav and they make the best couple (TWINCEST ALL THE WAY!) while Kyou/Tama are second! i like how Tamaki's developing how uber cute he is! and what's this with his intrest in the twins? will he be bi because of them or something? if so naughty twins no teaching children naughty things! lolz love Hika/Kao cutest couple eva (hav i said that already?)

Kaoru: Interest?

Hikaru: In us?

Twins: &looks at each other deviously& Why we had no idea~

Kyouya: You will do no such thing, Kurumi.

Me: Oh, really?

Tama: &comes up, eating a cookie& What's going on?

Hikaru: Oh, nothing, Tama-chan~ &turns to Kaoru, winks& Ah, Kaoru! What's that on your cheek?

Kaoru: &blinks, catches on& Eh? There's something on my cheek? &starts to raise a hand&

Hikaru: &catches it& No, let me… &leans in, slowly licks away non existent substance&

Kaoru: &closes one eye, shivers, blushes& H-hikaru…

Tama: &wide eyed, drops cookie, blushes& U-ufuun… &wriggles&

Kyouya: &tries to kill me&

o i n k - c h u
2009-07-14 . chapter 12

Tama-chan grows an addiction for eating banana's!
D:

... That was... Half sarcasum!

Anywhom! Lovely story. So cute. x3 Tama-chan is to adorable. D:

Me: &thinks about it& Yeah… yeah that may work! But I gotta wait till he's older

Honey: &thinks& … &grabs my arm& Please write that soon, Kurumi-chan!

Me: &laughs nervously& Erm… you do know you're a perv… right?

Honey: &tears up&

Me: I don't own this show! Just the plot!

Memory Lost, Love Gained

Chapter 13: Ranka-sensei

Throughout that week, Tamaki had continued his quiet observations, feeling himself grow a little more puzzled almost every time he listened to everyone. He wasn't sure if he was getting any needed information, and the wrenching need to find out… something about girls was starting to take it's toll-by means of making Tamaki grow a little distant from Kyouya-. The more he tried to figure it out, the more his Mommy would ask him questions, and the more questions he asked, the more nervous and unsure Tamaki became, which made him walk off without a word and leave Kyouya staring and feeling a slight ache in his chest.

Over the weekend, Tamaki spent time with Kyouya's older sister, who had come to back from her vacation, and hung on to her continuously. This, oddly enough-but not really-made Kyouya's heart clench and his eyes narrow regularly, the urge to pull the small chibified blonde against him and to growl out 'mine' a usual image in his mind. But, of course, he couldn't let those emotions show. They weren't even real. Just something this moronic bond concocted to make it seem more authentic. That's what he told himself as Tamaki cuddled up next to Fuyumi while she read, making her smile at him, before going back to her reading.

He watched as Fuyumi hummed and turned a page in her book, Tamaki watching avidly, his eyes trained on her and only her. Kyouya gripped his hand on his pen slightly as Tamaki leaned his head on his sister's shoulder, his blond hair getting into his bright eyes. He was not jealous. Obviously he was not. What could he be jealous for anyway? Just because Tamaki wasn't spending much time with him, and he was supposed to, didn't mean he was feeling abandoned and cast away like a toy. No, that was obviously not the cause for his discomfort.

"Tama-chan, don't you want to go see Kyou-chan?" Fuyumi asked suddenly, looking up from her book and glancing at Kyouya, who instantly looked away to his work. How does she always know?

"Nuh-uh." Kyouya flinched, the feeling of an arrow piercing his chest ringing throughout him. "Tama-chan wants to sit by Fuyumi Onee-chan!" he chirped, before he nuzzled his cheek into Fuyumi's shoulder. "She's so waaaaaaarm~"

"Awww, thank you, Tama-chan~" Fuyumi thanked, even as she gave Kyouya a sorry look as if to say, 'I tried', before she went back to reading. Kyouya stared at the two, his chest twisting with something he really didn't like and had been happening since the beginning of the week before. And it increased when Tamaki turned his nose into Fuyumi's shoulder and inhaled discreetly. Kyouya glared. This was going to drive him insane. Damned girl phase!

)()()(

The next day, everyone could tell Kyouya was on edge, due to the dark aura illuminating from him, except for Tamaki, who, upon entering the Host Club, rushed to Haruhi and cuddled her happily. The whole Host Club noticed that, oddly, Tamaki seemed to cling to the girls instead of Kyouya for the whole day, smiling and cuddling and observing, not even making eye contact with his 'Mommy'. This set them all-excluding Hikaru and Kaoru, since they already knew what was going on-off guard, especially when Tamaki complimented a girl with long chestnut hair 'You smell nice, Onee-chan~'

This had the girl swooning and giggling insanely, and the Hosts a little unsure of the young boy. That was usually something a pervert would say. Then again, they had at least three-if not four-perverts already spurred by Tamaki's utter cuteness. It wouldn't be a surprise if he became on himself. He was one originally after all.

"Kyouya-senpai…" Haruhi said as she approached the agitated teen. "Is something wrong?"

"Girls." Kyouya muttered immediately as he typed on his key board furiously.

"Um… What?" she returned, a little taken aback from the answer.

"He's at the age where he's interested in girls. He cuddled my sister all weekend." He particularly hard slap of the keys. "And he's distancing himself away from me. It's completely normal for a boy his age. Completely normal." He murmured to himself, making Haurhi sweat drop and back away from the elder. O-kay, Kyouya was obviously being affected…

Haruhi wasn't usually one to interfere in their business much, but she thought that, perhaps, Tamaki could learn something from her father.

'Hopefully he won't scar him for life…' she thought chewing the inside of her mouth.

When the club ended, Haruhi posed her question, earning cheers from Hikaru and Kaoru instantly, even though they could come over whenever they wanted, it was still nice to be invited. Honey smiled happily, while Mori stayed silent. Tamaki's eyes sparkled, and muttered to himself excitedly, squirming impatiently. Kyouya simply stared at her, feeling there was some motive behind this rare invite.

"Just why, are you inviting us?" Kyouya questioned, making Haruhi laugh nervously.

"W-well… I thought Tou-san could help him with his… er, interest. Maybe Tamaki could get some advise from him?" this, surprisingly, seemed to please Kyouya slightly, and it certainly made Tamaki cheer happily in French.

"Wai! J'obtiens finalement d'aller à un girl' ; maison de s ! Je veux savoir tous (1)" the end of his sentence contained a breathy sigh that had everyone staring, unsure of what the little boy had said, but sure that it would have creeped them out… Well, except for Honey, who looked enraptured at the sound of the young boy speaking French.

)()()()()()(

"So… this is the rapscallion that always molests my darling Haruhi-chan… in chibi form?" Ranka questioned as he stared down at Tamaki, who was staring back at him with rapt attention.

"Pretty much, yeah."the twins affirmed, sitting on the other side of the table with the others, Tamaki having sat down next to Ranka immediately.

"… So, why should I teach this soon to be pervert?" he questioned, narrowing his eyes, only to pause when Tamaki took a bit of his dress in his hand, his large eyes filled with curiosity.

"What's 'molest' mean, Onee-chan?" he questioned. Everyone whited out at that, while Kyouya's dark flames flared up. "And what's a pervert?" Ranka stared down at the little boy, before he suddenly hugged him, nuzzling his face into his hair.

"Never you mind my little student! I'll teach you all you need to know!" everyone flinched as the dark aura increased, the two causes for it, completely unaware of the danger they were in.

"Wai~" Tamaki rejoiced, giggling at the contact. Soon, Ranka pulled back and smiled serenely.

"Okay~ First of all, let's discuss girls in general." Tamaki nodded. "Also, call me Ranka-sensei."

"Hai, Ranka-sensei!" Tamaki answered quickly. Ranka positively beamed, before he looked at the rest of the Host Club and giving them a look.

"This is a private lesson." He informed them. "Only Haruhi-chan can stay, and don't worry, no harm will come to the little guy."

)()()()()()()()()(

After the rest of the Hosts Managed to get the enraged Shadow King out, Ranka continued with his lesson, Haruhi preparing him tea in the kitchen.

"Girls, are a very complex species, Tama-chan," he began, earning a nod. "Girls are, at times, delicate and graceful and very innocent. At other times, they know just how to wrap men around their little finger." Tamaki looked awed. "They also, have many weaknesses, like cute things, or sweets, or-"

"That sounds like Honey-chan!" Tamaki revealed, making Ranka pause.

"… Yes, well, some boys act like girls too." Tamaki looked stunned at this.

"… Really?"

"Yes, take me for example~" Ranka then stood and twirled once. "I'm, an okama, a crossdresser. I'm a boy, but I like to dress up in girl's clothes~" Tamaki looked surprised, before he nodded.

"I understand, Ranka-sensei! You like to wear girl clothes 'cause they make you feel very pretty, ne?" Ranka blinked down at the boy, before he nodded.

"Yes, that's one of the reasons." He sat down. "You're a very smart boy, Tama-chan." Tamaki brightened at this.

"Arigatou!"

"Now, back to girls. Girls sometimes like to wear pretty things like myself. But, there are some girls who would rather dress like a boy, like Haruhi-chan." Tamaki nodded. "Most girls do something called, 'fangirl'. Fangirl means that they fawn over something obsessively. Boys do this too, but they usually keep it hidden."

As the lesson went on the rest of the Host Club stood outside the apartment in wait, Kyouya looking angry as he glared at the door. However, the anger left him when the door finally opened, his expression going blank at the sight of Ranka, smiling happily.

"Well, I've taught him all I can, boys." He said, pushing Tamaki forward and making him bump into Kyouya. "Have a good day, Tama-chan~" he cooed, making Tamaki looked up and smile, looking very satisfied.

"Hai, Ranka-sensei~" Kyouya didn't like the look that went between them, but he found himself forgetting it when Tamaki looked up at him and smiled. "Can we go home?"

Kyouya cleared his throat, not liking the odd tightness in it as he nodded, leading the boy silently to his limo. Tamaki hadn't really acknowledged him last week at all, and had been avoiding him. Now, that he was clutching onto his blazer and smiling and clinging again, he felt a little… chocked up. At this realization, Kyouya shook his head. It was merely disgust in being held on to… Nothing more.

(1) Wai! J'obtiens finalement d'aller à un girl' ; maison de s ! Je veux savoir tous; Yay! I finally get to go to a girl's house! I want to know all~