The rest of the week went by slowly and in about the same way as Monday had. The boys went to school, studied, hosted, and then made their way home with a kiss goodbye fresh on their lips. They didn't get much time together, though. The twins kept a close eye on them. But, they wouldn't have said anything if Kyouya and Tamaki had wondered off together. They'd just chuckle and go about their business. Everyone in the Host Club knew about their relationship, much to Kyouya and Tamaki's dismay. None of the members were stupid enough to say anything outside the club or when either of the two boys were around. It was a Friday afternoon and the hosts were inside once more it was slow for a Friday and only a few girls stopped by. No one knew why there were so few girls coming in today. Finally, Haruhi asked on of them, a cute blonde with big blue eyes, where everyone was. She smiled and replied, "Most of us decided to go to the beach for the weekend. We've got Monday off, too! There's going to be a big party. You know, Summer Break is coming up soon. Anyway, I've gotta go. I hope to see you there, Haruhi!" Tamaki, who was sitting idly in a chair, looked over to where the girl had bee. He had an excited look on his face, the one that everyone dreaded. After all the girls had left, the French boy rushed to Kyouya's side.
"Can we go? All of us! Can we? Please?" There wasn't really much he could say. No wasn't an option. With a somewhat reluctant sigh, Kyouya nodded. Tamaki's face blossomed into a huge smile. Everyone else couldn't help but smile, too.
"Okay everyone. We're going to the beach. At five-thirty we'll meet back here and drive down together. You've got an hour, go get moving," Kyouya said. It was short notice, yes, but it would be a nice way to spend the weekend. The club members dispersed, chatting about what they had originally planned. But, from the conversations, it appeared that everyone could make it, even Haruhi. Kyouya and Tamaki were the last ones to leave the room.
"Romantic getaway, huh?" Tamaki asked, nudging the raven haired boy.
"Maybe, if you play your cards right," he answered with a flirty smile and a quick peck on the lips. "I'll see you in an hour." Kyouya had something up his sleeve. He was already thinking up ways for them to get stuck together, one way or another. After their night together, Kyouya had been thinking up ways to repay the French boy. And after some research, he had come to a conclusion. This beach trip was the perfect opportunity to return the favor. The 'when' and 'where' were essential for this to work out with no one finding out. That was all he thought about until he reached home. He hurried to his room, grabbing a suitcase from his closet. He pulled clothes from his dresser and closet, throwing them in. He grabbed a few other things and piled them in as well. By the time he had everything in there, the suitcase was nearly stuffed. With a sigh, he left the room, setting his bag by the door. A small smile was on his face as he walked to the kitchen to write a note to whoever cared. It consisted of a 'hello', where he would be, when he would get back, and an 'I love you' at the end.
Looking at the clock on the wall, Kyouya gasped. He needed to leave soon. Quickly, he set the not on the counter and headed back to his room. The glasses clad male changed form his school uniform to a simple tee shirt and a pair of jeans that made his butt look so good. He slipped his flip flops on and grabbed his sun glasses before leaving the room. Soon enough, he was back in his car and on his way back to Ouran Academy. When he got there, Tamaki was waiting outside by his car. The Hitachiins pulled up with Haruhi. She had that reluctant look on her face again. Hikaru and Kaoru dragged her to the car, putting their bags in the back and getting in. Kyouya smiled at Tamaki as he set his things in the trunk of the limo.
"You know, I think I'll stand by you until Honey and Mori get here. I don't want to get harassed by the twins," the dark haired boy said, smiling and kissing his lover's lips softly. Tamaki blushed a little, putting his hands on either side of Kyouya's face as he deepened the kiss. The two stood outside the car, holding hands while they kissed. They stayed like this until they heard a car roll up. Honey and Mori emerged from the car, grabbing their things from the back. Soon, everything was in the limo's trunk and everyone was seated inside.
"You know, for someone who was trying to keep their relationship a secret, you sure enjoy kissing milord, Kyouya," Hikaru said, a cheeky smile on his face.
"You should really think before you speak, Hikaru. You're just digging yourself an early grave," the dark lord said, shooting an icy glare toward the older twin. His face went deathly pale and he turned to look out the window, mumbling something under is breath. Tamaki chuckled, grabbing Kyouya's hand and giving his cheek a quick kiss. Haruhi sat between the twins, talking with Kaoru. Mori and Honey were seated next to each other and of course Kyouya and Tamaki were together. Light conversation was made amongst everything (with the exception of Hikaru) until they reached the beach. The trip had taken them about an hour and a half. When they arrived at the hotel they'd be spending the weekend at, they were immediately shown to their rooms that Tamaki had called about at the last minute. The only one of them that was able to snag a room to themselves was Haruhi. Naturally, the twins would be together as well as Mori and Honey. With only one room left, the shadow king was to share with his French lover.
Tonight was the night. His plan would go into action. Later that evening, after they had settled in and eaten dinner, the Host Club made their appearance. On the sunset beach, girls and boys alike were running around, splashing in the waves, and chilling on the sand. And with the Host Club in all their splendor, this trip was bound to be a blast. After chatting with a few girls, Tamaki and Kyouya snuck off together and began walking along the beach, holding hands. When Kyouya was sure no one was in sight, he stopped walking and kissed the blonde roughly on the lips. The kiss wasn't like the ones he'd been planting on his lover all day. Tamaki could feel his cheeks heat up almost instantly. He stopped for a breath, his chest heaving slightly.
"W-where did that come from?" he asked. But, Kyouya didn't give him an answer. Instead he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and kissed him again, that same fierceness from before coming back. Tamaki could feel himself melting as Kyouya's hands caressed his neck, leaving goosebumps. The dark haired boy continued to kiss to the French boy's lips, eventually asking for entrance. His tongue explore the moist cavern that was Tamaki's mouth, causing the boy to moan softly. When they both pulled away for air, Tamaki was a little embarrassed when he saw a string of saliva was keeping them attached. Poor Tamaki blushed a darker red. "Kyouya...maybe we should take this...uh...to our room." The megane smirked.
"I guess we better hurry, huh?" he asked. The violet eyed boy nodded, grabbing a hold of his lover's hand. When they got into the room, he was caught off guard by those same fierce lips against his. But, this time he was going to take control. Tamaki pushed Kyouya up against the hotel door, pinning his arms above his head. His lips met the soft flesh of the shadow king's neck, his tongue running up and down the exposed skin, making him shiver. Kyouya smirked again as the other boy wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close, letting go of his wrists and embracing him. "Tamaki, I want to make you happy tonight," he whispered into the blonde's ear. "I want to make love to you. Will you let me?"
"Yes, Kyouya. Anything you want, I'll let you have it." The raven haired boy kissed his cheek softly.
"I don't want to ruin the moment here, but I think it would be a good idea if I showered first. I promise I'll only be a few minutes," he said, giving Tamaki a gentle kiss on the lips.
"Hurry."
Kyouya rushed into the bathroom, his mind on Tamaki and only him. He wanted to give that boy so much. Tamaki sat on the bed, laying back eventually. Slowly, slowly he drifted to sleep as he waiting for Kyouya. The dark haired male opened the bathroom door, which had only been closed for five minutes. He had a towel draped over his shoulders and his hair was soaking wet. Little droplets of water fell onto the carpeted floor, sinking into the fabric. His pants were on, but they weren't even buttoned. He was the image of sexy. Pure sexy. Once he dried his hair and put his glasses back on, he looked to the bed. And there was Tamaki, sound asleep. At first, Kyouya was shocked. But, after a few seconds, he was furious. What had that little scene a few minutes back meant to the blonde anyway? He had been ready to fuck him against the door if Kyouya hadn't said he wanted a shower first. Hell, they could have done it against the door it he wanted it that way. The planning, the tension leading up to the moment the were in the hotel room, the fiery kisses inside the room and against the door, the shower excuse he had used to make Tamaki hungry for more when he emerged. All had gone to waste. Oh, this frustrated the shadow king like nothing else. With a head ache coming on, he tosses the damp towel into the bathroom and slipped on his pajamas. Well, just the pants really. Shoving the sleeping Tamaki off the bed and onto the floor, he crawled into bed. His glasses were set on the bedside table as he turned the lamp off and tried to go to sleep. Tamaki, by this time, was already awake and fully aware of Kyouya's soured mood. He was sorry. So sorry. He changed and slipped under the blankets, wrapping his arms around the dark haired boy. He pushed his arms away, scooting farther away from the blonde. With rejection welling up in his throat, Tamaki mumbled a "Good night. I love you." Kyouya didn't answer. The two fell asleep, their backs facing each other.
"Can we go? All of us! Can we? Please?" There wasn't really much he could say. No wasn't an option. With a somewhat reluctant sigh, Kyouya nodded. Tamaki's face blossomed into a huge smile. Everyone else couldn't help but smile, too.
"Okay everyone. We're going to the beach. At five-thirty we'll meet back here and drive down together. You've got an hour, go get moving," Kyouya said. It was short notice, yes, but it would be a nice way to spend the weekend. The club members dispersed, chatting about what they had originally planned. But, from the conversations, it appeared that everyone could make it, even Haruhi. Kyouya and Tamaki were the last ones to leave the room.
"Romantic getaway, huh?" Tamaki asked, nudging the raven haired boy.
"Maybe, if you play your cards right," he answered with a flirty smile and a quick peck on the lips. "I'll see you in an hour." Kyouya had something up his sleeve. He was already thinking up ways for them to get stuck together, one way or another. After their night together, Kyouya had been thinking up ways to repay the French boy. And after some research, he had come to a conclusion. This beach trip was the perfect opportunity to return the favor. The 'when' and 'where' were essential for this to work out with no one finding out. That was all he thought about until he reached home. He hurried to his room, grabbing a suitcase from his closet. He pulled clothes from his dresser and closet, throwing them in. He grabbed a few other things and piled them in as well. By the time he had everything in there, the suitcase was nearly stuffed. With a sigh, he left the room, setting his bag by the door. A small smile was on his face as he walked to the kitchen to write a note to whoever cared. It consisted of a 'hello', where he would be, when he would get back, and an 'I love you' at the end.
Looking at the clock on the wall, Kyouya gasped. He needed to leave soon. Quickly, he set the not on the counter and headed back to his room. The glasses clad male changed form his school uniform to a simple tee shirt and a pair of jeans that made his butt look so good. He slipped his flip flops on and grabbed his sun glasses before leaving the room. Soon enough, he was back in his car and on his way back to Ouran Academy. When he got there, Tamaki was waiting outside by his car. The Hitachiins pulled up with Haruhi. She had that reluctant look on her face again. Hikaru and Kaoru dragged her to the car, putting their bags in the back and getting in. Kyouya smiled at Tamaki as he set his things in the trunk of the limo.
"You know, I think I'll stand by you until Honey and Mori get here. I don't want to get harassed by the twins," the dark haired boy said, smiling and kissing his lover's lips softly. Tamaki blushed a little, putting his hands on either side of Kyouya's face as he deepened the kiss. The two stood outside the car, holding hands while they kissed. They stayed like this until they heard a car roll up. Honey and Mori emerged from the car, grabbing their things from the back. Soon, everything was in the limo's trunk and everyone was seated inside.
"You know, for someone who was trying to keep their relationship a secret, you sure enjoy kissing milord, Kyouya," Hikaru said, a cheeky smile on his face.
"You should really think before you speak, Hikaru. You're just digging yourself an early grave," the dark lord said, shooting an icy glare toward the older twin. His face went deathly pale and he turned to look out the window, mumbling something under is breath. Tamaki chuckled, grabbing Kyouya's hand and giving his cheek a quick kiss. Haruhi sat between the twins, talking with Kaoru. Mori and Honey were seated next to each other and of course Kyouya and Tamaki were together. Light conversation was made amongst everything (with the exception of Hikaru) until they reached the beach. The trip had taken them about an hour and a half. When they arrived at the hotel they'd be spending the weekend at, they were immediately shown to their rooms that Tamaki had called about at the last minute. The only one of them that was able to snag a room to themselves was Haruhi. Naturally, the twins would be together as well as Mori and Honey. With only one room left, the shadow king was to share with his French lover.
Tonight was the night. His plan would go into action. Later that evening, after they had settled in and eaten dinner, the Host Club made their appearance. On the sunset beach, girls and boys alike were running around, splashing in the waves, and chilling on the sand. And with the Host Club in all their splendor, this trip was bound to be a blast. After chatting with a few girls, Tamaki and Kyouya snuck off together and began walking along the beach, holding hands. When Kyouya was sure no one was in sight, he stopped walking and kissed the blonde roughly on the lips. The kiss wasn't like the ones he'd been planting on his lover all day. Tamaki could feel his cheeks heat up almost instantly. He stopped for a breath, his chest heaving slightly.
"W-where did that come from?" he asked. But, Kyouya didn't give him an answer. Instead he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and kissed him again, that same fierceness from before coming back. Tamaki could feel himself melting as Kyouya's hands caressed his neck, leaving goosebumps. The dark haired boy continued to kiss to the French boy's lips, eventually asking for entrance. His tongue explore the moist cavern that was Tamaki's mouth, causing the boy to moan softly. When they both pulled away for air, Tamaki was a little embarrassed when he saw a string of saliva was keeping them attached. Poor Tamaki blushed a darker red. "Kyouya...maybe we should take this...uh...to our room." The megane smirked.
"I guess we better hurry, huh?" he asked. The violet eyed boy nodded, grabbing a hold of his lover's hand. When they got into the room, he was caught off guard by those same fierce lips against his. But, this time he was going to take control. Tamaki pushed Kyouya up against the hotel door, pinning his arms above his head. His lips met the soft flesh of the shadow king's neck, his tongue running up and down the exposed skin, making him shiver. Kyouya smirked again as the other boy wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close, letting go of his wrists and embracing him. "Tamaki, I want to make you happy tonight," he whispered into the blonde's ear. "I want to make love to you. Will you let me?"
"Yes, Kyouya. Anything you want, I'll let you have it." The raven haired boy kissed his cheek softly.
"I don't want to ruin the moment here, but I think it would be a good idea if I showered first. I promise I'll only be a few minutes," he said, giving Tamaki a gentle kiss on the lips.
"Hurry."
Kyouya rushed into the bathroom, his mind on Tamaki and only him. He wanted to give that boy so much. Tamaki sat on the bed, laying back eventually. Slowly, slowly he drifted to sleep as he waiting for Kyouya. The dark haired male opened the bathroom door, which had only been closed for five minutes. He had a towel draped over his shoulders and his hair was soaking wet. Little droplets of water fell onto the carpeted floor, sinking into the fabric. His pants were on, but they weren't even buttoned. He was the image of sexy. Pure sexy. Once he dried his hair and put his glasses back on, he looked to the bed. And there was Tamaki, sound asleep. At first, Kyouya was shocked. But, after a few seconds, he was furious. What had that little scene a few minutes back meant to the blonde anyway? He had been ready to fuck him against the door if Kyouya hadn't said he wanted a shower first. Hell, they could have done it against the door it he wanted it that way. The planning, the tension leading up to the moment the were in the hotel room, the fiery kisses inside the room and against the door, the shower excuse he had used to make Tamaki hungry for more when he emerged. All had gone to waste. Oh, this frustrated the shadow king like nothing else. With a head ache coming on, he tosses the damp towel into the bathroom and slipped on his pajamas. Well, just the pants really. Shoving the sleeping Tamaki off the bed and onto the floor, he crawled into bed. His glasses were set on the bedside table as he turned the lamp off and tried to go to sleep. Tamaki, by this time, was already awake and fully aware of Kyouya's soured mood. He was sorry. So sorry. He changed and slipped under the blankets, wrapping his arms around the dark haired boy. He pushed his arms away, scooting farther away from the blonde. With rejection welling up in his throat, Tamaki mumbled a "Good night. I love you." Kyouya didn't answer. The two fell asleep, their backs facing each other.
END/Chapter 4