Chapter 13-A Goodnight Kiss

Mori inclined his head to the group as he and Hunny were dropped off at their room. The small blonde bundled into his arms was curled against his chest with Usa-chan wrapped in his arms.

His eyes rested for a moment on the fluffy hair but soon he crossed into the room and set the snoozing teen onto a bunny themed bed. Again he paused, watching as the smaller curled himself tighter around the pink stuffed rabbit.

Silent as ever, Mori moved over to their, already brought up, bags. As he changed, he could have sworn he heard a thud somewhere along the corridor... almost as if a door had been banged, but paid it no mind.

Still silent he gathered Hunny's child-like pajamas and went over to sit next to the dozing blonde.

"Mitsukuni..." he said softly, a large hand shaking the small teen into consciousness. Sleepy brown eyes fluttered open but stubbornly closed again. Mori sighed. Hunny hated being woken up... famously... Mori was the only person known to be able to wake the small teen without punishment, that didn't mean, however, that Hunny would wake without a fight. "Mitsukuni" he repeated, his tone a little firmer this time. "You need to change into your night clothes..." Hunny let out a small sigh, both admitting defeat and assuring the other he was in fact awake. The blonde sat up slowly, a small hand still clutching the "paw" of the stuffed toy, with pout set on his features. A yawn ripped through Hunny, bringing sleepy tears to the smaller's eyes.

With a fond smile set on his lips, Mori handed the sleepy blonde his pajamas, which the said blonde accepted without complaint... he knew he'd be more comfortable in them anyhow, but he refused to loose the pout on his lips. The larger boy allowed himself to relax and crossed over to the other bed in the room albeit this one was a lot less decorative that the one Hunny was occupying. He sat down, with an inaudible sigh of relaxation. For him, the day had been long... Not long in a bad way but a sort of happy tiring sort of way. There had been lots of laughs and games... despite the awkwardness at the beginning of the day. All in all it had been a day that made you appreciate the bed at the end of it all.

Mori swiveled his body so he was now lying down and flopped one arm across his forehead to block the light coming from the ceiling. But it seemed he wouldn't be there for long.

"Takashi?"

A small sleepy voice reached him. He turned his head to find Hunny, standing next to the bed he'd previously put the boy on, decked out in bunny patterned pajamas and still clutching Usa-chan with one hand, whilst the other was rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Takashi..." he said again in a half yawn. "Tuck me in?" it was more a request than a question, but Mori knew it was one that he would not deny the other. He rose from the bed and moved back to the other bed. Instead of simply getting into the bed, Hunny lifted his arms, Usa-chan and all, in a silent question to be lifted. Mori complied and lifted the light, child-like teen with one arm. With his free hand, he pulled back the covers and set the other onto the soft bed. He then reached over to the light switch which resided on the wall between the two beds, and flipped it off.

Upon being set on the bed, Hunny moved himself into a fetal position, all curled up to his pink plush rabbit, waiting for Mori to tuck him in. The small eyes quickly adjusted to the change in light as the light was switched off. Mori, as usual, said nothing as he pulled the soft covers about the smaller. But it seemed that he was done far too quickly for Hunny... The dark haired teen rose again to go back to bed, but a small hand, clutching his wrist made him stop. Hunny's eyes were hidden from his view, obscured by both the dark and the fact that he had buried his face behind Usa-Chan... "Stay..." The voice that came from Hunny was unlike what most people heard from him. The voice was steady, lacking that cute little whine that made him sound so much younger than he really was. It was the voice that he only ever used in front of his parents and Mori. But it was hard for the taller to decipher whether or not the word had been a command or a request... It had certainly sounded like a command but... "Please..." This time the voice was a mere whisper, almost strangled, like he was afraid of something.

Mori raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He moved over to the bed, and crawled in beside the blonde. He had no qualms with sleeping in the same bed as Hunny; he had done it on various occasions, which was what made this whole scenario so strange... If Hunny wanted him to sleep with him, he could have just asked... why the nervousness?

As soon as he was in the bed Hunny curled himself to the larger boy, molding against him as if Mori was one giant Usa-chan. Mori turned his body so he was comfortable, and draped an arm over Hunny. "Takashi..." the small voice came again. "Hold me..." Mori frowned in the darkness.

"I am..." His deep voice seemed rather odd in the silence of the room but the confusion in his voice was clear.

"Takashi..." Hunny whispered, this time his voice was strained and Mori seemed to understand what he meant. He shifted his body again but this time he wrapped both his arms around the smaller body that was lying next to him. He buried his face into Hunny's fluffy hair, the boy's head easily fitting under his chin, both arms holding Hunny close to his body. For now the small blonde seemed to relax against Mori.

For a while everything was silent, Mori almost believed that Hunny had fallen asleep again, but after a while he felt the other shift in his arms. Due to the darkness and the position he couldn't see what the other was doing but he stayed still waiting... He felt Hunny move upwards, moving from his position under his chin. Still he waited. Soon he could feel Hunny's sweet scented breath fanning his face in soft puffs. "Good night Takashi..." The blonde whispered, but before Mori could reply he felt a small gentle pair of lips on his own. The lips didn't quiver or push. It was a simple kiss both tentative and curious and in his mind Mori smiled. He pressed back against the lips gently.

"Goodnight Mitsukuni" he whispered back when their lips broke, He could almost feel Hunny's smile through the darkness. As Hunny wriggled himself back to his original position, Mori smiled through the darkness. Silly Mitsukuni... If all he wanted was a good night kiss all he had to do was ask. Mitsukuni should know by now that he couldn't deny him anything.

He wrapped his arms around Hunny once more, somehow feeling lighter than he had before and the two of the drifted off to sleep...

Good thing too, for they were asleep before they could hear any other goings on that night.

Lavi and Tyki were the next to be dropped off. In a way, Lavi was rather sad to say goodnight. He had had so much fun and he wasn't tired. He didn't mind if him and the twins were to stay up a bit longer. Tyki on the other hand…

The Noah could care less for pleasantries for the moment. Where downstairs he'd been drifting off, there was no longer a trace of tiredness in him. Without so much as looking in the direction of the rest of the group, he grabbed the front of Lavi's shirt and dragged him into the room that would be theirs for the night. He pushed Lavi against the door, effectively slamming the door in the faces of the host club members and sending a loud "THUD" throughout the floor.

Lavi was a little taken back by the action, his thoughts flying rapidly. Why the hell was Tyki so sexy? Even the Noah's aggressiveness had his body aching for the other.

Tyki's skin quickly darkened as his fingers traced the collar of the shirt Lavi was wearing. The redhead shivered slightly. He could see the Mischief in the other's eyes; Tyki was plotting something… fucking tease.

"You've been so preoccupied with those twins all day…" Tyki whispered softly, pressing his body closer to his pinned bunny. His fingers slipped past the clothes and dragged themselves along Lavi's collarbone, chuckling at the sharp intake of breath he heard from his bunny. "…But tonight…" Tyki somehow got even closer to him until his mouth was right below Lavi's ear. "…You are all mine." The words were growled causing Lavi to shudder. Suddenly the fact that a world existed outside of this room left the bookman completely as Tyki roughly bit his neck… he got the feeling that Tyki wouldn't be gentle tonight.

He was right. There was no way the Noah was allowing Lavi to escape him unscathed.

Tyki pushed him into the wall hands roaming over his clothed chest and pressing his hips into Lavi's. The redhead's breaths were coming out in pants and gasps, clearly enjoying the treatment but soft noises weren't what the Noah wanted to hear. If anything he pressed his hips into the other's harder, both hands coming to rest on the other's chest.

Using his ability as a Noah he phased through the top Lavi was wearing, dragging his hands across Lavi's skin. Finally he got what he wanted from the other… a moan; a moan that ran though his body and excited him enough to lose himself a little…

Hand's still half through the clothes he flung his arms open literally ripping Lavi's top layers of clothes off him.

The redhead yelped and looked in dismay at his ruined clothes and was about to complain but was cut off by Tyki crashing his lips onto his.

Clothes forgotten, Lavi kissed the Noah back, if you could call a wild battle of tongues and heated pants kissing.

Pressing himself close to Lavi he raised the bookman's legs, knowing he could easily hold him to the door. Lavi easily got the message and wrapped his legs around the other's waist so he was now above the other, arms circling Tyki's neck and playing with his hair, all the while their mouths were still connected in a wild frenzy.

Mission accomplished, Tyki carried Lavi across the room and practically threw him on the double bed the twins had been so generous to give them. He stood there for a moment, his teeth toying with his bottom lip gently as his eyes engulfed the sight of Lavi panting on the bed, flushed and topless.

Lavi watched the animal staring at him and felt himself smirk. There was just something about that predatory look in the Noah's eyes that sent all the blood in his body southward and he wasn't ashamed one bit. He propped himself on an elbow whilst the other hand extended slightly and he crooked a finger at Tyki, beckoning him toward him, smirk still on his lips.

"Well if you insist" Tyki near whispered, voice completely steady with just the right amount of arrogance. Using his "rejecting" powers, the top half of his clothes fell from his body. He crawled onto the bed and in-between Lavi's all too willing legs.

Lips fell on Lavi's as Tyki's hands clawed down his bare chest straight to the rim of his trousers where he gripped them tightly. Tyki's mouth moved to his neck, his collar, his chest, his nipples…

The bookman moaned loudly as the grey skinned devil bit his nipple roughly before swirling his tongue around it. He raised his hips and brushed his body against Tyki's, sliding skin against skin. Tyki growled and used the grip on the others trousers to force Lavi's hips back down into the bed. He hovered over the other, just denying that contact that Lavi wanted so badly. "How badly do you want me" the words were growled into Lavi's ear and he could help the soft moan that followed them. "Tell me…"

Lavi groaned. He wasn't one to back down from a challenge; if Tyki thought he was going to just moan for him he'd have to think again.

"I know you want me…" Tyki whispered. He gently moved one of his hands ever so slightly over the covered bulge in Lavi's trousers. The redhead bit his lip to stop from groaning. It took everything he had not to buck his hips upward, he so desperately wanted more contact but he couldn't let Tyki win.

Tyki chuckled as he watched the other struggle. He could feel the heat radiating off the other's body; a body he so desperately wanted to ravage and ruin but he could wait. For now…

He ran the same hand gently over Lavi's stomach, the light touches making Lavi shiver and groan. Tyki smirked "if you prefer we could do something else…" he said smugly… Lavi glared at him.

Tyki chuckled lowly. "You know your voice unravels me…" he half groaned, swiping a thumb over an erect nipple.

Lavi moaned softly still biting his lip, he looked up into Tyki's darkened golden eyes and surrendered… Tyki would pay though… somehow…

"I want you…" Lavi whispered. He was rewarded with Tyki tweaking his nipple making him yelp.

"Nice, but try again… You know I want more than that…"

"Tyki…" Lavi moaned in frustration, he needed to get out of his trousers before they burst.

"Better…" Tyki mused.

"Shut up-"

"Never" the Noah chuckled and set his lips on Lavi's. The said bookman had had enough of playing and used both of his hands to press Tyki's head to his, forcing his tongue into his mouth. He was going to get what he wanted one way or another. He raised his body again, a hand dragging its way down Tyki's bare back.

Tyki smirked into the kiss and decided to play with his bunny a bit. He ran both hands up the other's sides, relishing in the feeling of Lavi shivering beneath him. He rocked his hips into Lavi's, rolling his own erection against Lavi's. Lavi broke the kiss to gasp, raising his own hips to meet Tyki's. "Oh god... Tyki…"

"Using the lords name in vain now are we?" Tyki half panted half smirked.

Lavi growled "Would you just fuck me already!?" Lavi yelled.

Tyki stopped moving much to Lavi's dismay but the look dark look on the other's face worried him slightly. "Your wish is my command" the Noah whispered dangerously.

Lavi closed his eyes and prayed he'd be able to walk in the morning. He opened them again as he felt air over the lower half of his body only to see he was naked and Tyki was also bare above him. He just hoped his trousers had survived the "disappearing" process… unlike his top…

His legs were roughly shoved apart by Tyki's knees and he saw said Noah holding a lube bottle which he much have produced from thin air. He covered his erection in the substance and positioned himself at Lavi's entrance. Lavi paled a little.

"Seeing as you're so desperate to be screwed into the mattress, you don't need stretching right?" Tyki purred hovering over him with a smug grin on his face.

"Wait-"

"Too late…" Tyki pressed slightly against Lavi's entrance. "Scream for me" he whispered before slamming into the tight redhead hitting his prostate head on, and oh how Lavi screamed.

The sound seemed to bounce and echo off the walls, but that was only the first thrust. Tyki didn't give Lavi any time to adjust, he knew the other didn't need it and slammed into him again… and again… and again.

Whether there had been any pain at all Lavi didn't know. He certainly hadn't felt it. He didn't have time to feel anything besides the shocks of pleasure that wrecked his body making him buck and writhe. His ears were deaf to the world. He couldn't hear the screams and moans that fell from his open, panting lips.

He couldn't register the lips on his neck, marking him over and over again. He didn't realized that he was marking Tyki's back with his nails or that his body was forcing itself back onto Tyki's cock with each thrust.

He knew nothing but the wave after wave of pleasure that washed over him making him unbearably hot and tense. Tyki smiled, feeling the other tighten around him. He wrapped his lips around one of Lavi's pert nipples and bit down on it roughly smirking as he heard Lavi moan louder… if that was possible. He felt hands in his hair, his hips still working to pound into the tight body over and over again in steady thrusts. He raised his head to look at Lavi's face.

His head was thrown back, eyes closed tightly, flushed cheeks, mouth hanging open… Slowly Lavi opened an eye. He saw nothing but Tyki and Tyki saw nothing but the dazed look of pure lust and longing in Lavi's one eye. He growled possessively and slammed into Lavi harder. He wanted to claim him. Lavi was his. His to do what he wanted with.

Lavi's voice escalated and he lost all ability to stay still. His hips bucked frantically as he felt his stomach tighten as he became closer and closer. No words fell from his screaming mouth, he couldn't form any, that required thinking. The only word that could be heard among the undecipherable noise was Tyki's name, repeated over and over again.

Lavi couldn't take this much longer. He'd never been taken like this before. It was like he was drugged and it was too much for his body. When his orgasm did hit him he almost couldn't tell he was cumming he was such a high, he didn't think it was possible to get higher.

But as Lavi's spent and now sticky body came down from the high, Tyki didn't stop moving, he only slowed. "If you think this is over you are very wrong" he whispered into Lavi's ear.

Lavi only had time to widen his eye before Tyki plunged into his body again at full force, ripping more screams from his throat. Lavi was drowning…

"Why won't they stop..!?" Allen whined, pillow wrapped around the back of his head and pressed to his ears. Kanda and Allen were in the room next to Lavi's and Tyki's and they could hear everything. Surely if the twins were that rich they could provide thicker walls..?

Kanda was by the wardrobe changing an even deeper scowl on his face than usual. If the… noise… didn't stop soon he was going to slice the rabbit into little pieces. The only thing stopping him was his desperation not to see what was going on in the other room. He clamped his teeth together, avoided growling in annoyance and finished changing.

He looked over to the white haired boy on the bed, he wasn't sure whether or not to smile at the cuteness of him or just sigh…. He sighed. The Moyashi was on the bed, bright red, trying in vain to block out the sounds from the next room. Leaning against the wall, Kanda stared out of the window trying to block the noises out himself.

"Couldn't they have waited until we were all asleep?" The Japanese male looked back towards Allen as he continued to whine.

"They wont go on all night" Kanda sighed eyes going back to the window.

"But what are the rest of us meant to do until then!" Allen half yelled and threw the pillow at the wall opposite him and coincidentally the wall which Lavi and Tyki were behind. Kanda smirked.

"Well try to ignore them"

"How on earth am I meant to do that?" Allen slumped back against the headboard; arms crossed and face in a pout.

Despite himself, Kanda smiled, nothing massive, but noticeable. Allen was just like a little kid denied something he wanted. "Maybe I can think of something…"

Allen looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He could swear that Kanda's cheeks colored. A flurry of thoughts flew through Allen's head as to what the other could mean. Surely he wasn't suggesting..? Allen felt himself blush at the erotic thoughts that flashed in his mind unaware that Kanda was referring to something completely innocent.

The older male's eyes drifted to his bags and then back to Allen. "Gimme a second…" He crouched down by the luggage and rummaged around for a moment inside the bag before finding what he was looking for. He fished it out making sure to shield the object from Allen's view.

To say that Allen was just a little curious was a lie. But at least, for the moment anyway, his mind was off the couple next door. What could Kanda be holding that he hadn't already seen? They were currently sharing a room after all.

What Kanda was now holding in his hands was a simple, small black box with a thin white ribbon around it. It was nothing fancy but he'd been looking for an excuse to give it to Allen, and why not now? Well… beside the fact that the "house" was echoing with Lavi's screams. He looked up at Allen with a small smile on his face "here, catch…" He tossed the small box, rattling a little on its way, over to the other who caught it easily.

Allen looked from box to Kanda with a frown. A present? Well that made no sense. Christmas had already come and gone, they'd already exchanged gifts… not that Kanda had given anyone anything of any importance or value.

Upon seeing the questioning look on the Moyashi's face Kanda let out a small sigh… He didn't really want to explain himself… it was awkward. "It's for your birthday…" Allen's frown deepened. "Lavi said it was on Christmas… or at least that is when you celebrate it…"

The entire fact that it was or had been Allen's birthday had come and gone like a gentle breeze. No one really knew or made a fuss about it and it annoyed Kanda a little that the person who seemed to care the least was currently in the room with him. "That's right…" Allen said slowly… it wasn't something he talked about very often. Even though that date held many precious memories for him, it was also a reminder that he wouldn't relive those memories. "But you didn't have to… I mean, even Lavi didn't…" Allen trailed off, his eyes going back to the small box in his hands.

"Like I care what the rabbit does…" Kanda raised an eyebrow and gestured to the wall to emphasize his point. "Sorry it's a little late…"

"You didn't have to-"

"But I did"

Yet, despite his protests, Allen's eyes were sparkling with excitement. They seemed to scream "thank you" at the Japanese boy. Allen looked between Kanda and the box once more before slowly undoing the ribbon. After it fell he bit his lip as he lifted the lid. Inside was a bracelet; a bracelet of white wooden beads. He immediately recognized the style of it from the one Kanda wore around his wrist all the time. He lifted the present out of the box delicately, with a happy smile. Looking at it more closely he noticed that on the bead at the very center of the bracelet was a symbol. He assumed that it was in Japanese, it stood out on the bead, black on white, kinda like Kanda and himself. But of course he had no clue what the Kanji said (愛).

But despite that, his heart filled with the simple present. It was so much better and meant so much more to him than anything flashy or overly expensive could have.

Kanda watched the boy, still from the window, a jittery feeling in his chest; it took him a moment to realize he was actually nervous about how Allen would react. "What does it mean?" He heard the white haired boy ask and Kanda blushed.

"Love" he said softly and went back to looking out the window as his cheeks flared.

Allen blushed also and looked back at the bracelet in his hand. He felt so overwhelmingly happy at that moment as he slipped the thing around his right wrist, slipping off his glove so it could be seen better. He took a deep breath to steady himself and to try to help him stop smiling like a madman and called out to his lover who was still red in the face.

"Kanda…" the Japanese teen looked round with a soft expression. "Why are you still over there by the window?"

Kanda smirked and pushed himself off the wall and over to the bed, the only bed occupying the room, not that either minded. Once there he sat down next to the other, eyes glancing to the gift now on the younger's right wrist. He slowly brought his eyes up to the other's face, his hand following them and reaching out to cup Allen's cheek. "Thanks Kanda…" Allen whispered.

He still firmly believed that the other didn't have to buy him anything for his birthday, but he understood the sentiment. He knew Kanda didn't do things like this for anyone else, not even Lenalee, usually he just by-passed things like gift giving or simply caring about other people in general. It made him feel special, loved, that Kanda had gone to the trouble.

Allen leaned forward and connected their lips in a soft kiss, sweet and gentle.

They pulled back with equally red faces. "I'm glad you like it…"

At this moment a particularly loud scream echoed through the wall, making the two jump and effectively ruining the moment. Deep scowls set them self on the faces of the young lovers, a black aura surrounding them both.

"LAVI/USAGI I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

You could hear it… he was gripping the book too tightly. The creaking of the pages being under strain seemed to fill the space around the owner of the book. It wasn't helping to keep up the facade he was trying to create. He would not let Tamaki know that he felt awkward and nervous because they were sharing a room.

They had shared rooms in the past, heck, they'd shared beds in the past, why on earth should this bother him? Kyoya thought back to the morning, the 3rd music room. His forced confession…

He blushed, gripped his book even tighter and hid behind it, though if anyone were to look; it was obvious he was not reading. Though really keeping up the façade was pointless. The person he was trying to fool currently wasn't even in the room with him. He was in the en-suite shower. Kyoya could hear him stupidly singing as he washed his troubles away.

So he was pretending, badly, to be reading a book and trying to keep up the appearance that sharing a room with someone he'd only just realized he liked, and that he had already confessed to as well, wasn't effecting him at all.

The rapid heart beat and inability to think straight were proving otherwise however. All he could think of was Tamaki. It had been all he could think of all day. He was realizing things about the blonde he'd never even considered or noticed before. The way his smile seemed to make Kyoya feel better regardless of the situation… How cute he was when he was annoyed… the way Kyoya would purposefully tease him just to see him pout….

Everything about Tamaki seemed to have it's own folder in his head and it was so big and so full there was currently little room for anything else in Kyoya's mind. The blonde idiot had latched onto him like a parasite and slowly taking over everything.

He was realizing things about himself too. Without realizing it, he must have always had the "king" in mind. The way he planned their cosplays; he would always put Tamaki in clothing he thought was appealing on the other. Any outings were always planned so that Tamaki would always be smiling… anything Kyoya did had to be passed through a section of his brain determining if it was the best option for Tamaki. Not himself, not for the host club, but for Tamaki. Obviously there were always other factors but he was beginning to realize that he lived to make Tamaki's life easier and happier… and more shockingly that he didn't mind… at all…

When had all this started? He'd originally hated the boy… right? He was a nuisance… he was over the top and annoying… then why did he not want Tamaki any other way…?

Well… he guessed that question had already been answered that morning… One thing was for certain though; Tamaki wouldn't be getting him to repeat the confession any time soon… or at least not without a fight!

For all the thinking he'd been doing over the course of the day, he'd actually thought very little about what had actually happen in the morning, his mind had been solely on Tamaki and his feelings for him, and right now he was regretting it; hence the reason he was trying to hide behind a book when there was no one else in the room. He hadn't planned to be stuck with Tamaki alone at all for a long while. He wasn't prepared for this at all. It was those stupid twins. Why had they put them in a room together? Yes, it was the twins he should be angry with… if he thought along those lines, the situation became a little easier to bear. He conveniently ignored the fact that putting both him and Tamaki in the same room was the norm…

His grip on the book only tightened when he heard the shower stop. His mind was reeling, what should he do? Maybe he should pretend to be asleep? No. Tamaki always saw through that, he used to attempt to fool the blonde that way in the past so he would leave him alone… it didn't work…

He thought back to that morning and his blush darkened and it was then when something hit him… hard!

He'd spent all day fretting about the fact that he liked Tamaki…

But this morning…

Tamaki had returned his feelings…

Kyoya's grip on the book loosened and he stared blankly at the opposite wall. He liked Tamaki… and Tamaki liked him back. At this revelation Kyoya felt something he couldn't name bubble in his chest. It wasn't exactly happiness… it was closer to feeling giddy and unspeakably whole… Like he could shout, not words or anything intelligible, but just scream out to the world as if that could somehow express feeling filling his chest. How could one little piece of knowledge have such an impact on someone..? It was completely irrational and out of control, just like how he felt when Tamaki had kissed him… Tamaki had kissed him…

That feeling in his chest flared again. What had he been doing all day? Thinking of rabbits?! What had he been brooding over if not this? Why didn't all this hit him earlier?

He heard the bathroom door unlock and the grip on the book was back… he wasn't ready… he hadn't sorted out his head yet let alone his feelings…

As Tamaki walked into the room, with his ever present smile on, he stopped and looked over to Kyoya. The black haired boy was sitting rigid and shaking ever so slightly, the sight made Tamaki's smile drop. He was overjoyed by what had happened in the host room but he had never meant to upset the other.

The blonde crossed the room and sat next to Kyoya on the bed facing the boy whose face was still hidden in the book. For once he was uncertain as of what to say. Above all he wanted to comfort Kyoya; the person he cared the most for.

"Kyoya…" He watched as Kyoya's shoulders tensed and waited. Then, slowly, the black haired boy lowered the book to his lap.

Kyoya's cheeks were flushed red, his eyes downcast but overall he didn't look as Tamaki expected him too. He didn't look sad or angry… he just looked nervous.

It was safe to say Tamaki's smile came back with vigor.

Without saying anything he raised a hand to Kyoya's hair and trailed his fingers through the strands gently. Kyoya's eyes rose to meet Tamaki's. They hadn't spoken a word to each other all day and he was still very unsure of what he should say.

They stayed like that for a moment and very slowly they leaned into each other. Soft lips met Kyoya in a gentle kiss; soft and simple. It held for only a moment before Tamaki rested his forehead against Kyoya lightly, eyes closed and a gentle sigh leaving him.

Kyoya's eyes were closed also. He felt so full… full of something he couldn't name or understand, but he almost felt like he didn't need to. Maybe, instead of fretting over everything, he should just… accept it… What harm could come from it? Had his mind been work to a degree that Kyoya considered to be "normal" he could probably come up with several reasons as to why continuing this, whatever "this" was, was a bad idea.

But dare he admit it, even to himself, he believed his heart was speaking over his head and he was, for the moment, happy to block rational thought out. Forgetting all his worries and frets that had plagued him all day, Kyoya forced himself to mentally admit what he wanted. Throw aside consequences and doubt. What did he want? What did he want right now?

The answer was literally right in front of him. There was no reason to be panicked or worried about Tamaki… it was just Tamaki… the same over the top, over caring moron he'd always been… and that was exactly what he wanted.

Kyoya placed a hand softly on Tamaki's cheek, causing the blonde to jump but soon smile. That confident gleam in Kyoya's eyes was back. It pleased him that his shadow king was back. He could literally feel the previous awkwardness evaporate around them.

This time Kyoya was the one to connect their lips. His hand slipped into the blonde locks and he pushed himself closer to Tamaki. For now he knew what he wanted and if there was nothing stopping him from taking it then why shouldn't he? It was only logical.

Somewhere down the hall they heard a shout, well, more of a scream, they could tell it was Lavi but both of them ignored it.

They pressed closer to one another, gasping between kisses, heads moving easily with each other.

Kyoya's hands found Tamaki's bare shoulders; the blonde was only dressed in pajama bottoms since he'd come out of the shower. His fingers explored Tamaki's skin gently, marveling at how soft it was. It enticed him to explore further, and he did, a hand roaming down Tamaki's chest whilst the fingers of the other hand trailed lightly up the blonde's neck.

Tamaki moaned softly into Kyoya's mouth, heart beat fast and steady. He pressed both hands to Kyoya's chest, gently pushing him back onto the bed, straddling him. Their lips stayed connected, tongues swirling around each other.

Kyoya had barely even kissed another person but he was certain that nothing would compare to Tamaki's lips. They lit a flame somewhere deep inside him. Something full of lust... and something else as well... A longing and desperation he was only just beginning to understand

Tamaki slipped his hands under Kyoya's night shirt and lifted it over his head. They separated so Kyoya could remove the shirt and as soon as the bothersome material was out of the way, lips soon found skin again. Kyoya latched his lips onto Tamaki's neck causing the blonde to gasp, a shiver passing through his body at the action.

Despite the disappearing clothing, the heat in the room seemed to sky rocket to something nearly unbearable. Hands began to wander shamelessly over each other, almost frantically, exploring every crevice and heated patch of skin.

Kyoya's lips left the blonde's neck but instantly found a new home on Tamaki's collar bone instead as his hands wandered to the blonde's chest, ghosting ever so slightly over the other's nipples causing Tamaki to whine.

He had never expected Kyoya to be so... touchy... It had only ever been in Tamaki's wildest dreams, and he meant wildest dreams, that he imagined this could happen... Getting a confession out of the stoic teen had been difficult enough, he never expected Kyoya to be comfortable with something like this. But then, when did he ever know what Kyoya was thinking.

He was snapped out of his brooding when Kyoya playfully bit one of his nipples, making Tamaki gasp but after the momentary shock passed he began to giggle.

"What's so funny?" asked Kyoya, though Tamaki could hear the amusement in his voice. He pulled back from the other slightly to look at him.

"You never cease to surprise me" He answered back. "You've barely been able to look my way all day, and now... you cant seem to keep your hands off me" he chuckled.

As if to prove Tamaki's point, Kyoya lightly dragged a finger down the other's back causing Tamaki to arch slightly. "I figured my thought processes were better off dedicated to more important matters than exhausting myself fretting over you and your silly ways..." he paused for a moment, smiling ever so smugly. "Besides..." his fingers now trailed slowly up Tamaki's front. "I figured that if I really want you so badly, that I would just have you..." Tamaki couldn't help but smile at this, it was so typical of Kyoya to get his way regardless of anything else. Kyoya's hand came up to gently hold the other's chin. "And you know that I always get what I want" Kyoya smirked.

Tamaki smiled back. Having Kyoya back to his usual, arrogant, all knowing self put Tamaki completely at ease. He gently pried Kyoya's glasses off the boy's face and set them aside with the book that was never actually read and draped his arms around Kyoya's neck. "Well then... Kyoya... Why don't you, as you put it, have me?"

"I intend to" the dark haired teen promised before forcefully connecting their lips once more...

Haruhi lay in the dark. She could hear Lavi down the hall screaming. She could hear Allen and Kanda yelling at him through the wall. She could hear the twins laughing in the room not too far away... and she could hear Tamaki and Kyoya secretly/not so secretly ravishing each other next door... She knew for a fact that Mori and Hunny would be curled up either separately or together, in bed, comfortably content in each other's presence... and yet here she was... in the dark... alone.

Sure she could understand why... but it didn't make her feel any better about the situation. Maybe next time, whenever that would be, she could convince the others to let he room with someone? But then she doubted Tamaki would allow that, even if she trusted the boys... though, would they feel awkward sharing a room with a girl? Especially when they so obviously had others they would want to be with?

Haruhi couldn't help it... despite never having any siblings and usually wanting to get away from the mad members of the host club, she was envious of them, sharing rooms and being in each other's presence. Usually she had no great desire to share a room with someone else but listening to the commotion going on around her she felt... left out somehow. She scoffed in the darkness... how silly.

It was only right that males and females slept in different rooms. It was proper and to be expected, but she would so much prefer to be with someone else, just to talk and laugh a little more before the nights end. She spent so much time as the boys equal sometimes she found herself forgetting that she was a girl, and society expected her to act a certain way.

Haruhi rolled onto her side, wrapping the blanket around herself. There was no reason to pity herself now... Most of the time she could barely stand the mad antics of the group, why should she be so desperate to be annoyed by them now?

Though, think of the groups silliness just made her want to be closer to them all the more... she had always felt slightly isolated from the in the first place due to her financial status, but somehow being physically isolated from everyone else seemed to make feeling worse... and what made it harder was the fact that she knew the other's meant nothing by it.

She sighed into the night. She was too tired to be having these thoughts. Despite everything, it wouldn't be hard to fall asleep tonight. So drawing the covers up around herself even more, Haruhi surrendered to the night and sleep, knowing full well that besides Mori and Hunny, she would be the only other person actually settling down for the night.

"Hikaru... wait..." the younger red headed twin panted. "We shouldn't... not now..." The older twin groaned but didn't stop the gentle groping of his ever so slightly younger brother.

"Everyone's asleep" Hikaru whispered, trailing soft kisses along Kaoru's neck. "Even Lavi's quietened down".

"I know... Ah..." Kaoru moaned, biting his lip as his brother refused to stop playing with his body, Hikaru's hands lost somewhere in Kaoru's pajama bottoms. "B-but what if someone... mmm... finds out?" he forced out.

"No one will say anything if they do..." Hikaru smirked, watching how his brother's face changed, trying to suppress his moans.

"But no one knows... about us..." Kaoru said between soft gasps.

"Kaoru..." Hikaru stopped what he was doing momentarily and waited until his brother's flushed gaze met his own. "Relax. You don't want me to leave you like this do you?" he asked, dragging a teasing finger along Kaoru's erection. The younger twin gasped, squirming slightly.

"No..." Kaoru muttered, lips forming a pout.

"Then stop complaining" Hikaru smiled, before locking his brother's lips with his own and resuming his previous task. Kaoru moaned, somewhat more relaxed, into Hikaru's mouth, instantly meeting his brother's invading tongue head on.

Kaoru wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, holding him closer as his body began to move with Hikaru's hand. As usual when they slept, neither twin had a top on which only fueled the growing passion between them.

Kaoru's body began to shake slightly, making Hikaru smirk slightly. He knew his brother was getting close so he doubled his efforts, breaking away from his twins lips to bite down on Kaoru's neck. The younger twin half shrieked in surprise but the sound quickly changed into low moans and quick pants of his brothers name.

But out of nowhere a frantic pounding on the door made the two boys freeze. Through the darkness they glanced at each other, heart beating wildly. Through the silence they could make out heavy rain falling outside and hitting against the window pane.

Neither twin moved, genuinely worried about whoever was outside their door. But as a roll of thunder sounded over head they heard a terrified squeak from the other side of the door and they instantly knew who it was.

The scare having abruptly brought them down from their highs, the two boys slipped out of the bed and crossed to the door, quickly opening it. Immediately, Haruhi threw herself at whichever twin happen to be closer; Kaoru, unfazed by his topless-ness or the fact that tears were streaming down her face. Hesitantly Karou wrapped an arm around her and looked to his brother. How long had it been storming? Surely they should have noticed before now?

"I-I'm sorry" Haruhi whimpered. "I tried to ignore it..."

"It's okay"Hikaru said softly, placing a hand on the girl's head who's face was buried in his brother's chest. Haruhi jumped again as thunder once more boomed from the sky. Hikaru moved to hug his brother, gently sandwiching Haruhi between them. "It cant hurt you..." he whispered to the girls head.

"I-I know... But cant help it" she half sobbed.

The two twins exchanged a look. "You wanna stay here?" Kaoru asked softly and between them they felt the frightened girl nod. "Let's try to sleep then?" the younger twin offered and de-tangled himself from his other half and Haruhi.

The girl stared at the ground, shivering slightly, though she wasn't cold at all, as the twins took one of her hand each and walked her to the king sized bed. Ignoring any and all connotations, the three climbed into the bed with Haruhi in the middle. She immediately clung to Hikaru who in return held her close. He beckoned for his brother to come closer and reluctantly he did, also wrapping his arms around both his brother and Haruhi.

The three silently laid there until another thunder clap sounded from the sky, making Haruhi tremble.

"Haruhi, why didn't you go to Tamaki-dono?" Hikaru asked through the gloom.

"I d-didn't want to disrupt him and Kyoya..." she mumbled back.

"How'd you mean?" Kaoru asked, a tad confused.

"They...they were... doing things... together, earlier..." She said in an even quieter voice.

"Really?" the twins said in unison, twin evil grins breaking out over their faces. But teasing their king and shadow king would come later, reminded by the storm over head and the shaking Haruhi. Kaoru placed his hands over Haruhi's ears, trying to block out the storm, and for a moment Haruhi seemed to settle down. Luckily their curtains would block out visual evidence of the storm taking place. As long as they could get the girl to forget about the storm and settle down for the night, everything would be fine. Though the two definitely found it a shame that they could not longer continue what they had started earlier...

Okay, I know, I'm evil right?

As some of you may know, I put this chapter off due to loosing it several times and when you lose 3000+ words and then rewrite it over and over again you tend to give up. Personally I still don't think it was as good as when I originally wrote it, so please forgive me.

Either way, not much happened in this chapter but I still hoped you enjoyed it.

Is a review too much to ask?

BTW I've gone back and edited some of the earlier chapters, nothing major but there's no more first person and Kyoya is called "Kyoya" throughout (Honestly I didn't even know why I was calling him by his second name...)

Anyhow, thanks for reading...

Mad~Micky xxx