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A Day I\'ll Never Forget	By : xXAna-Christ-342Xx Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 1617 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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My first upload to Adultfanfiction.net. :3 This fanfiction was written last year on Tamaki's birthday. A KyoyaXTamaki story for your enjoyment. I hope you enjoy it. :)

Disclaimer (I feel a need to put this here): I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club nor any of its characters. I do not gain any profit from this fanfiction.

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"Happy birthday Tamaki! I hope you enjoy these wonderful chocolates that we got from Swedan!" Tamaki gave his princely smile to the blushing girl at his side, answering with his dreamy princely tone.

"My dear, no chocolate nor sweet can please me more than your beauty."

With squeals of delight and swoons of love, the girls nearly floated to the floor in bliss. It was a marvel how no matter how much he sweet talked them they never got tired of his princely routine...

"So, what are you planning to do for your birthday, Tamaki?" a flustered and shy new comer asked, twiddling her fingers.

"My dear, my wish for my birthday is to stay with all of you lovely ladies until midnight, so my day is filled with beauty and elegance, radiated from your appearances." Again, the girls sighed in a dream-like way at the blonde halfa's words. In reality, though, Tamaki had no idea what he was going to do. In fact, so far, this day wasn't going as well as he expected.

Really, the guests were being quite sweet, even cute for once, being shy and uncertain with their words and gifts toward their King, and the other Hosts were being just as kind and sweet. Even Haruhi's sarcasm and attitude went down for the day, the tomboy actually being nice to the violet eyed Japanese-French. Yet, one Host, one very important Host to him, seemed to not even acknowledge the special day.

Tamaki admitted, he knew Kyoya to not be an affectionate person, and he accepted that... But the Shadow King seemed to just ignore him every time they saw each other. In fact, Kyoya was being even colder than usual. It was their little secret, their hidden relationship that they had. Tamaki had seen another side of Kyoya, and his birthday meant more than just the signaling of another year... His birthday was the day Kyoya had confessed his feelings for him...

'He chose my birthday to tell me how he felt... He told me last year. My birthday means so much more than anything because of that. Yet now he doesn't even look at me on this day...' It took all Tamaki had to not let his emotions get the best of him, 'I can't let my guest see how I feel.' he told himself inside.

Tamaki couldn't help it, thought. Every so often, his eyes would go to the corner that Kyoya seemed to have claimed as his own throughout the years the club had been opened. The raven was fully focused on the laptop in front of him, nothing unusual really... Yet the very sight made Tamaki feel even worse. How was it that his own boyfriend, his lover of one year, could have forgotten today? Was their relationship so miniscule to the Ootori that it was easily overlooked?

"Tamaki, are you alright?" came the concerned voice of a young girl, pulling the prince from his sorrowful thoughts. He gave her a smile and told her he was fine. It was hard to lie to their worried faces, but it was a must.

The hour came that signaled that it was time to shut the Host Club. Girls in bright yellow dresses unwillingly left the Third Music Room, all wanting to stay just a while more. Mori and Honey shut the doors today, the senior blonde boy calling his adorable calls of good bye to the retreating women.

"Well, we'd love to stay longer than usual for you, Boss" Hikaru started.

"But since Haruhi has to get home immediately, we'll kindly escort her home." Kaoru finished for his older twin. The two devilish twins, didn't miss a beat as they each grabbed one of the helpless girl's arms, dragging her out of the music room, calling a cheerful Happy Birthday to their leader as they vanished down the elegant halls of their school.

Mori approached Tamaki next, with a cheerful Honey on top of his shoulders. "Takashi and I have to go, too, Tama-chan." Honey said, "We wish we could stay a while longer, but Takashi has a Kendo meeting to go to, and I don't go anywhere without him." Mori gave a nod as his own response.

"That's fine, Honey-senpai. I wasn't planning on staying, anyway." Tamaki lied. He smiled at his senior friends and bid them a farewell before watching them leave. The only ones left now was just him and Kyoya... And Tamaki felt a slight tension in the air.

The sound of Kyoya's bag zipping closed caught Tamaki's attention. He turned and watched as Kyoya walked right past him.

"I'll see you later, Tamaki." Kyoya said as he walked by. The way those words sounded, so casual and uninterested... It nearly slapped Tamaki in his face. The blonde watched his boyfriend leave the room with a look of rejection. 'He didn't even hug me... He didn't kiss me... Nothing.' Kyoya always took advantage of their privacy whenever it came. It just hurt the prince even more by this small show of neglect. With a saddened sigh, he hung his head and grabbed his bag before shutting off the lights of the music room and leaving.

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"Hello Master Tamaki. Did you enjoy your day at school?" a maid kindly asked the moment Tamaki entered his home. Even for her he put on a false smile.

"I did. Thank you so much for asking." He continued his way to his room.

"Master Tamaki, don't you want something to eat?" the maid asked in concern.

"No. I'll be in my room. If I need anything I'll call." Right now, he wanted to be alone. Being the emotional prince he was, Tamaki wanted to shroud himself in his self-pity and misery. He hated his slothfulness but, right now, he honestly didn't give a damn.

For hours, Tamaki lied on his bed, coating his pillow in tears. Tears of rejection, tears of self-pity, tears of pain... He cried more than ever before.

"I thought our relationship was important..." he sobbed into the white fabric, "I thought he would remember..." The self-pity party lasted for so long, he forgot about time. Once he managed to control himself and calm his nerves, Tamaki lifted his head to see the time.

12:30 A.M

"Wow... I really let time go..." he said softly. Laying his head down, Tamaki was ready to just sleep the rest of the night. He was somewhat glad it was Friday.

Tap, tap, tap

The light tapping at the window brought Tamaki out of his sleeping plans. He slowly sat up, looking to his window. At first he was going to ignore it, thinking it was a bird or some other natural thing, yet when the sound continued again, Tamaki was more curious than ever.

Approaching the window slowly, he pulled it open and held back a surprised cry when he saw the familiar face of the person who caused him tears.

"Kyoya! Wh-What are-" A hand was held up by the Ootori, who gave a slight smile and laugh.

"Rose vines: Not the best thing to climb up in the dark." was the joking reply of Kyoya. His pale palms were reddened from climbing up the house's wall of rose vines that crept up the sides, "Maybe you should remind the gardener to switch them out with a plant that isn't going to retaliate." Tamaki couldn't help but smile as he looked at his lover. Kyoya returned the look as he spoke in the sweetest voice Tamaki had ever heard, "My sweet Juliet..." he pulled himself higher up with his arms, surprising Tamaki with a loving and gentle kiss on the lips. Tamaki immediately returned the gesture, his heart being slowly mended by the simple action. As they parted, Kyoya whispered against his lip, "I'm sorry if you were hurt by my attitude today... Please don't think that I forgot your own birthday and our anniversary..."

"I'm sorry... But you know how I get with these things..." was Tamaki's whispered and shameful reply.

Kyoya pulled himself inside and the window was shut. He gently pulled his boyfriend into his arms, placing another sweet kiss to his lips, "Don't think that this is it..." he said softly, "You have no idea how hard it was to avoid you all day..." Tamaki restrained a laugh. He knew the Ootori had a weakness for him, a weakness that he knew was hard to control.

"Hm, how hard was it?" was Tamaki's innocent answer. He laughed softly as he felt himself being gently pinned to his wall. Kyoya wasn't one for much roughness... Some of the time.

"Want me to tell, or show?"

"Show me..."

This time, their kiss wasn't as sweet or gentle. Tamaki gripped Kyoya's black sweater in his fist slightly as he fought against his boyfriend's skilled tongue. Kyoya let out a soft growl as Tamaki fought for some kind of dominance. In the end, Kyoya had the blonde moaning and submitting to him. Their kiss was broken as they gasped for air, but Kyoya continued his attack on the cream colored skin on Tamaki's neck and throat. Tamaki exposed his neck for him, panting slightly as he savored how Kyoya bit and licked at his skin.

"Ky-Kyoya..." the blonde whispered helplessly, his hands threading themselves into the dark hair of his lover. Kyoya smirked against the skin and sank his teeth into the crook of Tamaki's neck, moaning slightly as he felt the skin break slightly. Tamaki tried to suppress a cry of pleasure, instead whimpering and gasping more. "More... Please, more..." he pleaded for his dark lover.

Releasing the blonde, Kyoya gave his trademark smirk and pulled his boyfriend to the bed, moving onto it and bringing his prince onto his lap, letting him straddle him. Tamaki looked down at Kyoya with lustful eyes, his cheeks flushed from the excitement of being attacked by the raven. "Kyo-chan," he said in a soft, defenseless tone that he knew always aroused his lover, "please... You've made me wait so long..." The hungry look in Kyoya's eyes was enough for Tamaki to know what was going to happen for the night.

Tamaki's shirt was slowly pulled off, onyx eyes watching as more and more of the cream colored skin of his blonde prince became exposed. Kyoya adored Tamaki's thin frame, the blonde being a true contradict. Tamaki was thin, yet he had a strength that didn't match his appearance. Slowly he trailed a hand up the smooth stomach, his lips capturing Tamaki's.

A gasp escaped from Tamaki into Kyoya's mouth as he felt two devilish painter's fingers tease a sensitive nipple. The kiss became just as teasing as Kyoya nipped Tamaki's lip and the kiss became more heated. Tamaki moaned and whimpered as Kyoya teased him. "Ah... Kyo-chan... Please, stop..." But he didn't want it to stop. More whimpers came from the blonde. Leaning away, Tamaki started his own work of pushing the sweater off Kyoya's shoulders, and then pulling the shirt that lay under it.

"Please Kyoya..." Tamaki whispered once their upper bodies were uncovered, "I'm begging you... Just do it..." He gave a satisfied smile as he felt Kyoya's fingers start fighting with the buttons of his pants.

"Remind me to curse out the person who invented button up pants..." Kyoya muttered as he finished with the buttons. Tamaki snickered and kissed his the raven softly, "I'm sorry, sweetie, but that person wouldn't even hear you..." he told him.

More and more clothes fell onto the floor. Tamaki lied beneath Kyoya, the raven looking at his elegant prince with adoration, "I'll never get tired of seeing you, Tamaki..." Kyoya softly said. Tamaki smiled softly and leaned up, bringing their lips together once more. The feel of their skin touching was more than enough for Tamaki, yet he wanted so much more.

A soft moan escaped Tamaki's lips as he felt the still unfamiliar feeling of Kyoya slipping inside of him. His muscles tensed slightly, pulling a pleasured moan from the raven. Slowly he eased in and out of the blushing blonde. Tamaki moaned softly, his hands shakily gripping onto Kyoya's shoulders, "Kyoya..." he moaned softly. Those soft moans had to be suppressed when Kyoya's hand wrapped around Tamaki's member. Tamaki mewled helplessly as Kyoya matched his pace with his thrusts. The blonde was panting harder as he moved his own body with his lover's, the pace being more quick and rough.

Locking their lips together, Kyoya covered Tamaki's cry of pleasure when he struck the spot that always made the blonde cry out, mixing Tamaki's cry with his own sounds of pleasure. He stayed in that one place, never once losing his pace. Tamaki's eyes were shut in pleasure as he dug his nails into the pale flesh beneath them. Arching his back slightly, he tilted his head back and let a cry out as he came in his lover's hand, not caring if anyone heard anymore. Kyoya was close behind, giving a few more thrusts before painting his lover's walls, filling him as he moaned his lover's name.

Together they sat like that in a tight, shaking embrace as they both came down from their sexual high. After a few moment, Tamaki gave a small smile, nuzzling Kyoya's shoulder, "I love you, Kyo-kun..." he whispered.

Kyoya gently pulled out of his prince, laying the blonde down beside him on the bed before kissing his lips softly, "I love you, too, Tamaki. No matter how I act or how much you think I don't care, I always will love you. Never will I forget today... I promise you that." he said softly. Tamaki slid closer, curling into the raven's chest and enjoying how Kyoya held him close.

'Never will I forget today... It will always be remembered...'

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There you have it. :) My first post here on this site. I hope you enjoy and I will be moving all my M-Rated stories here. Thank you for reading. :)
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