"You look beautiful today, my princess." Tamaki sighed, looking at the girl with sparkling blue eyes beside him. She blushed.

"Oh, Tamaki, you're so sweet. Why cant every guy be like you?" She asked softly.

"Because, princess-" Tamaki began, but found himself in a fit of coughing before he could finish his sentence.

"Tamaki, are you alright?" The girl asked, leaning away slightly.

"Yes, yes, I am fine. I'm sorry for that my dear." He choked out. "Excuse me, princess, just for a moment." Tamaki stood up and fled to get himself a drink of water. After his drink, he felt slightly better and went back to the ball room.

"I am so sorry, I don't know what came over me." Tamaki said, sitting back down beside the same girl.

"It's quite alright."

"As I was saying-" Tamaki paused, then sneezed violently.

"Tamaki, are you sure you're alright?"

"I feel fine." Tamaki said.

"Ladies, I'm afraid it seems our king has fallen ill. It would be best for you all to leave as to not catch a cold yourselves." Kyoya commanded, standing beside Tamaki with his note book. Once the girls were all out of the music room, Kyoya turned to Tamaki who was lying on the couch.

"Kyoya, I feel fine." Tamaki said.

"You don't sound fine. Open your mouth." Kyoya said, glaring at Tamaki.

"I told you, Kyoya I'm-" Kyoya held Tamaki's mouth open and looked inside.

"Your throat is all red. I think you may be coming down with a cold." Kyoya took a handkerchief out of his jacket pocket and wiped his hand on it.

"I don't-" Tamaki paused, sneezed, then continued, sounding like he couldn't breathe through his nose, "I don't feel sick." He mumbled.

"Sit here, I'll call a doctor to examine you." Kyoya said, pushing Tamaki back on the couch. He stepped away for a moment to make a phone call.

"Do I look sick to you two?" Tamaki looked up at the twins.

"As a dog." Kaoru said.

"Yeah boss, you look pretty sick." Hikaru chimed in.

"You look like you've got the flu, Senpai." Haruhi said, setting a cup of tea down in front of him.

"Tama-chan you look pale." Honey said.

"Yeah." Mori mumbled.

"But, I feel," Tamaki paused, to take a sip of tea, which he instantly regretted. It burned his throat, which made it worse. And the taste made him queasy. "Ugh, maybe I am sick."

"It's alright, a doctor is on the way." Kyoya said, tucking his phone into his pocket. "If you all don't want to be sick, I suggest you leave. I'll be sure Tamaki is taken care of, but I don't want any of you to become ill as well." Kyoya explained.

"Feel better Senpai." Haruhi waved as she gathered her things and followed the rest of the club out the door.

"Kyoya, can you get me some bread?" Tamaki asked, laying back on the couch.

"No, I am reluctant to give you any food, should you become nauseated. Once the doctor examines you, I will put you in your car and send you home." Kyoya said.

"Won't you come with me? I need someone to take care of me. My grandmother is away on business, and the maids don't really like me."

"You can't be serious." Kyoya said, looking up at Tamaki.

"Please Kyoya?" Tamaki begged, looking up at his friend miserably.

"You're such an idiot. Fine, I'll come with you." Kyoya sighed, looking over the information in his notebook.

"Thank you, Mommy dear." Tamaki smiled slightly, then closed his eyes with sudden exhaustion.