Next day: no Kyoya.
Day after that: no Kyoya.
Even the day after that: no Kyoya.
Yuki cleaned his house. She cooked food for him. But has not seen him since she screamed at his face at her work. He's been in his room, she thinks. But she hasn't bothered to check on him. Wow. How insensitive is she? No wait, she takes it back. He's worse. But she could not help but worry a little...
It turns out that Hazuki cannot enroll at Ouran because she will be leaving in...two weeks? Yuki wasn't sure if that's right. But the thought saddens her greatly. She still has never met her father.
This afternoon, Hazuki was helping Yuki with her homework. While this was going on in the maids' quarters, Tamaki decides to pay a visit.
A butler allowed Tamaki in and Tamaki let himself in Kyoya's room. The door was unlocked, which didn't surprise Tamaki. It was a strange sight to see: Kyoya was in bed, sulking and with the covers pulled up almost covering his head entirely.
"Hi, mommy dear." Tamaki greeted teasingly.
"What do you want?" Kyoya grumbled.
"Did you honestly not expect me to come see you when you're a no show at school? As your husband, I have to make sure you're okay." Tamaki asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So, what's wrong?" Kyoya gripped the bed sheets tightly.
"I don't know..." Kyoya said very quietly. "I really don't know...this is the first thing I can't figure out..."
"What specifically is it that you can't 'figure out?'"
"Everything!" Kyoya snapped angrily. Tamaki smiled. He knew exactly what was bugging him, but Tamaki thought he should cheer him up a little.
"Is if because you can't see Yuki because you saw and carried her naked in your arms?" Tamaki teased. Kyoya nearly ripped his sheets.
"No!" Tamaki chuckled.
"I know. Stop being so grumpy, Kyoya. You're worrying too much, which is strange and very unlike you. Just tell her how you feel."
"How did you know?" Kyoya asked.
"Your my wife! And I know my wife very well." Tamaki answered jokingly.
"I don't even know how I feel. I just can't stop thinking about her. Every time I see her, I just think she's the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And I've had dreams where I would...do things...like kiss her and hold her..." Kyoya confessed.
"What does that sound like to you?" Tamaki questioned.
"I don't know! I'm going insane! I don't know anything. I don't know these feelings! They're out of my control! This isn't supposed to happen to me!" Kyoya snapped. Tamaki patted and rubbed Kyoya's back to console him.
"I understand." Tamaki said simply.
"No, you don't! You just do your own thing, whether you're in control or not. You can't understand what I'm going through because you are nothing like me. And get your hands off me." Kyoya growled coldly. Tamaki chuckled.
"Of course I understand. You're my best friend. I understand more than anyone." Kyoya didn't respond. "Now, just tell her these confusing feelings. You may face rejection, but that's life. But you'll never know until you try."