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Here is the new chapter. I hope you enjoy!


After their first kiss Tamaki and Kyoya headed to Kyoya's apartment and Tamaki settled himself in. After that they spent few days buying Tamaki new clothes and few other things like shampoo's and cosmetic's, average things you need in your everyday life. Tamaki felt a little embarrassed that Kyoya had to buy everything to him. He felt even more a burden for the man who had saved him but Kyoya assured Tamaki all the time that it wasn't like that. Kyoya wanted to help and honestly he felt good that know he had somebody he could buy things with his money and the fact that the other appreciated it and didn't take it for granted like all his other "friends" and "boyfriends" had made him even more happier. He liked to have someone to spoil a little and in secret Tamaki loved that. Tamaki had never been spoiled before quite the opposite he had always lived very strictly regulated life and it felt good to be pampered for a change. Still Tamaki never took Kyoya for granted and he was always overly thankful for everything the other male did for or bought for him.

Soon Tamaki also got an idea what he might want to do for a living: he would like to be a waiter. It didn't take long until Kyoya found that quite near his apartment was a school for waiter's and Tamaki started his studies.

For a month their life went peacefully. Kyoya continued his work in police forces expect now he didn't work over-time anymore because he wanted to spent as much time with Tamaki as possible. Tamaki went to school on days and in the evenings he usually cooked dinner before Kyoya arrived and then they ate together and the rest of the evenings they spent together watching TV, going out on walks but mostly they talked. They shared almost everything with each other. During that first month their bond grew stronger and stronger each day and so did their feelings for each other. However the kiss they had shared outside the brothel was still the only kiss shared between them. They both had strong feelings for each other but neither had the courage to tell about them to the other. Kyoya thought that Tamaki had only kissed him in his moment of happiness to be out of the brothel he hated and hadn't meant anything with it and Tamaki assumed that when Kyoya hadn't said anything about the kiss he just wanted to be friends. And when neither had the courage to confess their feelings and neither had the courage to believe the sings: they slept in same bed, cuddled on the couch when watching TV and held hands on their walks when they were sure that nobody could see them, the situation was complicated and it would only become more complicated.

"We have now lived together for a little over a month and it has been wonderful…but… Oh shit, I swore I wouldn't fall for him and here I am…madly in love with him… Well I suppose that couldn't be helped. I mean who could resist an angel like him? No one… I know that after all I saw the way that tall brunet male and all the girls in his glass looked at him when I picked him up from school a few days ago to take him to that Italian restaurant… I hate it… Even though he really doesn't spend time with any of them… I still can't help but be jealous… I know it won't take long until he founds someone… Still when he does I must be happy for him… Even if it hurts I must…because more than my own happiness I want him to be happy… even if I can't be the one to make him so happy that he would want to spend the rest of his life with me… Waking up with him beside me… it has been the most wonderful month in my whole life having him sleeping in my arms… but I'm not good enough… not for him… He deserves someone much better…" Kyoya had started to struggle with his gloomy thoughts ever since he had a few days ago picked Tamaki from school for the first time. It was then that he truly saw the way people looked at Tamaki with so much admiration, love, lust and all the other positive feelings he could recognise in their eyes. He realised that Tamaki could have almost anyone he wanted so why Kyoya even hoped that the gorgeous blond would choose him and Kyoya had come to the conclusion that Tamaki wouldn't ever choose him, he wasn't good enough for him. Even if Kyoya tried he couldn't shake of the despairing thoughts. He felt broken and hurt.

Right now Kyoya was driving to work with his dark thoughts haunting him. He parked the car automatically and walked like a robot towards the police station he was working in. "I wonder how long it will takes until he leaves me? Will he stay till he has finished his school? Shit, I have to stop this right now… I can't let this overwhelm me…" Kyoya took a deep breath trying to calm his chaotic mind and then he tried to think logically: "It doesn't matter when he leaves… It will hurt, yes but I can live with it… and besides I don't think he will entirely disappear from my life… I mean we are close friends, best friends. He said so himself and I want to at least be his friend."

- Hey boss! Have you seen this? Tell us that this is just some joke.

The shout from one of his colleague's made Kyoya halt and he turned to face the small group that had gathered around one of the tables and they were all looking intently at something. Kyoya made his way over to the table and looked at the magazine that was lying on top of it. The cover picture made him panic but he didn't let it to be seen on the outside. Calmly he lifted the paper and examined the picture. The picture was of him and Tamaki eating together at the Italian restaurant. Quickly Kyoya opened the magazine and read the article about him and his secret "lover". He also noticed that an anonymous reader had given the tip for the article. "Yeah and I know perfectly well who that "anonymous" reader is. I should have realised that she would do anything to harm me and Tamaki…" After reading the text and looking the few other pictures on the side which were of him and Tamaki getting into his car and driving back to his apartment Kyoya silently thanked all the gods in the universe that the photographers hadn't gotten any pictures of the two of them holding hands that would have been harder to explain. Then Kyoya put the paper back on the table and raised his head to look at the men around him who were all waiting for him to speak. In a monotone voice Kyoya said:

- Nothing in that article is true. Me and Tamaki aren't lovers we are just friends and that's all that there is to know.

- But why did you take him to a restaurant?

One of the men asked. Kyoya only glanced at him and then answered:

- I don't see anything abnormal about two friends going into a restaurant.

- Well… Nothing odd with that, it's just that… You know he's a prostitute…

That earned him a glare from Kyoya and an icy answer:

- He was forced to be a prostitute, but he isn't that anymore. He is my friend, my best friend.

With those words Kyoya went to his office and slammed the door shut behind him. He knew that he probably shouldn't have done that because he usually acted emotionlessly but he couldn't contain his rage when it game to someone badmouthing his precious Tamaki.

After he had calmed a little Kyoya sat onto his chair and faced his desk. Then became the dread: he knew the article couldn't hurt him but he knew that it would hurt Tamaki. There wasn't any proof in the article that he and Tamaki were lovers so all he had to do was to inform the press that they were just friends but the article had told about Tamaki being a prostitute and the way it was said sounded like he still was and that he wanted to be one… "`A young prostitute Tamaki Suoh has gotten himself quite a catch, a young police sergeant Kyoya Ootori who is also one of the richest men in Japan`…How they can write like that? If I could just go over there and arrest the person who wrote that damned article…" At that same moment Kyoya's phone rang and as he saw that it was his superior calling he couldn't help but curse under his breath until he answered the phone. His superior also wanted to know the case behind that cursed article. When Kyoya had explained everyhitg his superior announced that they would hold a press conference this instant so that Kyoya could right the mistake and then he shut the phone. With a sigh Kyoya rose from his chair and headed to his car so he could drive to the local TV station where he would tell the media his side of the story. As Kyoya drove towards the station he couldn't help put amuse himself with his thoughts: "I can't believe I'm going to go over there to tell the truth that Tamaki and I are only friends but at the same time I hope that the article would have been true and that Tamaki would truly be my lover…"

At the same time Tamaki shut the door to Kyoya's apartment behind his back and collapsed to the floor crying. "I can't believe they would write like that… and…and… all my classmates believed it was all true…that I had charmed Kyoya Ootori and that I'm still a prostitute. They didn't even listen to me when I tried to tell the truth: that Kyoya saved me and that…I hated it…I hated being a prostitute and that I was forced to work as one. On top of that Kyle asked me what my charges were…" Tamaki curled into a fetal position as broken sobs escaped his mouth. "I'm sure grandmother has something to do with this… Oh Kyoya… What will happen to you? What will happen now…?" Finally Tamaki calmed a little and he thought that he should try not to think about this until Kyoya came home. He was sure Kyoya would solve this, ha was sure he could trudt Kyoya. With a little clearer head Tamaki headed to a bathroom where he washed his face and then he fixed himself a cup of hot cocoa. After that he went into their living room and opened TV and sat on the couch. Exactly at the same moment when Tamaki turned the TV on the TV studio started its live program about Kyoya. Tamaki stared wide eyed at the screen as he saw Kyoya sitting there with his superior and a newsperson.

- So Kyoya, you're a very successful young man. You are at the age of 25 already a police sergeant and one of the richest men in Japan. Almost everybody knows who you are. Today we all had shocking news when a true-life magazine published an article about you having a male lover. Japan has recently legalized homosexual marriages but it is still strictly forbidden to be a homosexual in police forces. How do you respond to this article?

- The article was false. Tamaki Suoh and I aren't lovers we are only friends.

- The pictures were of you two in an Italian restaurant eating together.

- I don't see anything odd about two friends eating together. Isn't that normal? The truth is that we're friends and this article doesn't prove anything else in my opinion.

- Yes. But how do you respond to the fact that the male you call your friend is a prostitute?

- He isn't a prostitute anymore if he ever was. Tamaki was forced to work as a prostitute. He never wanted that.

- Interesting. Will you still continue seeing him even though it is quite possible that it will only cause another scandal?

Before Kyoya could answer Kyoya's superior answered for him:

- No, Kyoya will not continue interacting with this Tamaki Suoh. Kyoya was trying to help him because he thought that he was forced to work as a prostitute but we're quite sure that he was only using Kyoya to gain publicity. Our sources have confirmed that the anonymous reader behind this article is actually Tamaki Suoh himself.

- That's quite shocking news! Oh, but it looks like we are out of time. Thank you sergeant Kyoya Ootori and Superintendent Yohan Lee.

Kyoya was so shocked that he couldn't say a word or move until his superior and the interviewer rose up. That's when he woke from his trance and a hell broke loose inside of Kyoya and he yelled:

- WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE THINKING?! SAYING THAT IT WAS TAMAKI WHO DID THIS AND THAT I WOULD STOP BEING HIS FRIEND AFTER THIS?!

Kyoya's boss looked at him in shock for he hadn't excepted Kyoya to react this way. It took him a few moments to answer:

- I was only doing what's best.

- THE HELL! THE BEST FOR YOURSELF I'M SURE! BUT WHAT ABOUT ME AND WHAT ABOUT TAMAKI?! HE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS SHIT! NO, DON'T SAY A WORD I' VE HEARD ALL I CAN TAKE FOR THIS DAY! I'M GOING HOME AND TOMORROW I'M GOIN TO FIX THIS!

Kyoya turned around and his next words were pointed to the interviewer who was trying to escape the situation quietly but she stopped as soon as Kyoya turned to face her. She was clearly scared of the angered male in front of her.

- I'm going come here again tomorrow and you will put on me a live TV-show so I can make sure that everybody knows that Tamaki has nothing do with that article nor I'm going to abandon our friendship.

With these final words Kyoya stormed out of the building and to his car. He didn't care about the speed limits as he drove towards his apartment hoping that Tamaki hadn't seen the show and heard his superior's words. But Kyoya felt in his gut that the luck wouldn't be on his side so he hoped that he could explain himself to the blond. He didn't want to loose Tamaki. "I'll have to do everything to fix this…I can't loose him…I just can't!" With these thoughts Kyoya drove even faster in his haste to get to Tamaki.

Tears were once again flowing down Tamaki's cheeks as he stared at the screen where only moments ago Kyoya's superior had said that Kyoya wouldn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. Including that they thought that Tamaki was the one behind the article. Behind all the troubles, that the article about Kyoya and him being lovers had caused to Kyoya. For a long while Tamaki sat there unmoving, only tears silently falling from his eyes as he watched the TV that was now showing shampoo commercials. Then the first agonized sob broke the damn and Tamaki was once again sobbing. He stood up and turned the TV off and rushed into the master bedroom. He locked the door behind him and threw himself on the bed. He buried his head in Kyoya's pillow inhaling the familiar scent. "What I can do without him?… I love him so much…I never wanted to cause him troubles… Never…and does…does Kyoya really believe I was behind that article, that I was taking advantage of him? I don't want to believe it…Kyoya…Kyoya…Kyoya…I…I love you…" Tamaki fell asleep for a short moment until he woke up to a sound of somebody trying to open the bedroom door and then Kyoya's voice:

- Tamaki? Tamaki are you in there? Please let me in…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry about what my superior said. I promise you I fix it…

Tamaki's mind was too chaotic so he didn't understand what Kyoya was speaking. He could only think that Kyoya wanted to get rid off him so he answered in a teary voice:

- I'm sorry Kyoya…so sorry. I never wanted to cause you any trouble… I promise I will leave soon… I just pack my things… and then I leave in the morning… You don't ever have to see me again…

- No Tamaki! Please listen, you don't have to apologize for anything. I'm the one who's sorry… I should have said something before the program stopped. I should have told that my superior didn't have glue what he was talking about… Tamaki? Tamaki?!

When Kyoya didn't receive any answer he pressed his ear against the door and listened. Soon he heard the light snoring that indicated that Tamaki had fallen asleep. Kyoya was quite sure it was because of the mental exhaustion. For a moment he contemplated should he break the lock but then decided against it. He thought it would be best if they both slept for a moment and then they would both have a clearer head in the morning and he could explain and hopefully he wouldn't loose Tamaki. Kyoya settled on the couch in the living room and soon the days mental overload made also Kyoya fall asleep.


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Love, Roo