Ouran High School Host Club (Tamaki/Kyoya)
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kinkfestTitle: Something to talk about
Author: MzXanthER
Rating: G
Warnings: umm... fluff?
Word Count: 453
A/N: I love Tamaki, I truely do. I just wish that I could write smut with him! and yet all I get is fluff. Cie la Vie!
The building was fairly large, brightly lit, and noisier than the host club on days when the twins ran around half naked. Of course it was Tamaki’s idea to go to a movie theater. A commoner’s movie theater. A movie theater that wasn’t showing a single movie that had an award winning actor. Kyoya felt a headache forming behind his right eye.
“Let’s hold hands! We don’t want to be lost and separated and, look! Popcorn…….” Kyoya tuned out the dribble coming from Tamaki’s mouth, and crossed his arms, effectively preventing Tamaki from grabbing his hand
.
“Kyoya!” The tone of voice was really starting to grate on his nerves. Though, of course, he kept his face neutral. Why that idiot wanted to waste a perfectly good Saturday night on his commoner’s pursuits, and dragging him along instead of the twins who actually seemed to like this sort of thing. He would also never admit that when Tamaki called him, he hadn’t been doing anything special, and the chance to get away from the oppression of the house was welcome.
“Tamaki, boys don’t hold hands,” he softly murmured, while scanning the crowd for the best way to escape this madhouse.
“But Kyoya! This is a date!”
Kyoya felt his eyebrow twitch. Something that only Tamaki ever made happen. That headache had just spread to behind his left eye too.
“I was under the impression that this….sojourn was simply to amend your curiosity on this matter.” He felt like he was talking to a small child, which tended to happen when Tamaki was in full blown idiot mode.
Tamaki turned his best pouty face toward him, the one that the customers could never resist and replied, “But Kyoya, you’re the mother!” As if that was answer enough.
Kyoya’s headache had multiplied again and he snapped, smacking Tamaki upside the head.
“Idiot king!” (Said much like the twins would do, but Kyoya would never admit it and crush anyone who would suggest he ever had done such a thing.)
Tamaki though, was unfazed. He pouted, but immediately took hold of Kyoya’s now free arm, lacing their fingers together (in a death grip Kyoya felt), and grinned as widely as he had when they first entered the theater.
The tilt of Tamaki’s eyes changed, making his expression less wild and more sincere. “Kyoya, loosen up!” and his voice changed, getting softer and more intimate, “this is a date, so enjoy it. My treat.”
Kyoya felt his headache disappear and a blush spread across his face instead.
“So! Do you want to share a soda?” Tamaki smiled his idiots’ grin again, squeezing their hands tighter together.
Kyoya felt helpless and hopeless in the face of Tamaki’s optimism.
Author: MzXanthER
Rating: G
Warnings: umm... fluff?
Word Count: 453
A/N: I love Tamaki, I truely do. I just wish that I could write smut with him! and yet all I get is fluff. Cie la Vie!
The building was fairly large, brightly lit, and noisier than the host club on days when the twins ran around half naked. Of course it was Tamaki’s idea to go to a movie theater. A commoner’s movie theater. A movie theater that wasn’t showing a single movie that had an award winning actor. Kyoya felt a headache forming behind his right eye.
“Let’s hold hands! We don’t want to be lost and separated and, look! Popcorn…….” Kyoya tuned out the dribble coming from Tamaki’s mouth, and crossed his arms, effectively preventing Tamaki from grabbing his hand
.
“Kyoya!” The tone of voice was really starting to grate on his nerves. Though, of course, he kept his face neutral. Why that idiot wanted to waste a perfectly good Saturday night on his commoner’s pursuits, and dragging him along instead of the twins who actually seemed to like this sort of thing. He would also never admit that when Tamaki called him, he hadn’t been doing anything special, and the chance to get away from the oppression of the house was welcome.
“Tamaki, boys don’t hold hands,” he softly murmured, while scanning the crowd for the best way to escape this madhouse.
“But Kyoya! This is a date!”
Kyoya felt his eyebrow twitch. Something that only Tamaki ever made happen. That headache had just spread to behind his left eye too.
“I was under the impression that this….sojourn was simply to amend your curiosity on this matter.” He felt like he was talking to a small child, which tended to happen when Tamaki was in full blown idiot mode.
Tamaki turned his best pouty face toward him, the one that the customers could never resist and replied, “But Kyoya, you’re the mother!” As if that was answer enough.
Kyoya’s headache had multiplied again and he snapped, smacking Tamaki upside the head.
“Idiot king!” (Said much like the twins would do, but Kyoya would never admit it and crush anyone who would suggest he ever had done such a thing.)
Tamaki though, was unfazed. He pouted, but immediately took hold of Kyoya’s now free arm, lacing their fingers together (in a death grip Kyoya felt), and grinned as widely as he had when they first entered the theater.
The tilt of Tamaki’s eyes changed, making his expression less wild and more sincere. “Kyoya, loosen up!” and his voice changed, getting softer and more intimate, “this is a date, so enjoy it. My treat.”
Kyoya felt his headache disappear and a blush spread across his face instead.
“So! Do you want to share a soda?” Tamaki smiled his idiots’ grin again, squeezing their hands tighter together.
Kyoya felt helpless and hopeless in the face of Tamaki’s optimism.
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Date: 2007-07-02 04:21 am (UTC)reposting to fix typo
Date: 2007-07-02 04:48 am (UTC)I love how you manage to show Tamaki and Kyouya's differences, but also illustrate how close they are.
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Date: 2007-07-02 04:58 pm (UTC)Tamaki: I'm the Father and you're the Mother and as parents we... WHAT!? *spirit leaves his body*
Kyoya: *twitch* LET GO OF MY HAND, BAKA KING!
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Date: 2007-07-03 01:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-03 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-04 03:30 am (UTC)Re: reposting to fix typo
Date: 2007-07-04 03:31 am (UTC)Such love!
Thanks!
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Date: 2007-07-04 03:32 am (UTC)No really, Im sure it would be hot! just a little beyond me.
Thanks! <3