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Hello. Another submission from my Fanfiction account. This was written two years ago. :) Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Host Club or An Cafe in anyway. I gain no profit by writing this.

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"Oh Tamaki! Please tell us what the theme is today! I still don't know!"

Tamaki Suoh gave his best princely smile and held the young lady close by her chin, their lips nearly touching, "Well my dear, today we decided to cosplay as a band. They are known as An Cafe." he gently released her, sitting back properly in his seat, "Each outfit comes from one of their videos. It took a long time to decide but we finally chose an outfit for each member from different videos." He gestured to his all white suit with showings of dark purple, "My outfit comes from their video My Heart Leaps For "C"." He explained and proceeded to politely gesture to the rest of the hosts.

"Haruhi's outfit is from the video Natsu Koi Natsu Game." Haruhi looked up at the sound of her name. "I think the black and red colors suit him well. Do you not agree, my princess?"

The girls all nodded, agreeing with their King, "Of course Tamaki! Haruhi looks very good in that outfit!" A sweatdrop fell from Haruhi's head, 'Geez, it's just a costume. They don't have to over react.' she thought, returning to her clients so she wouldn't endanger herself with an increase in debt.

"Hikaru and Kaoru are from the same video, Aroma. It's a sad song, which is why they're are dressed so dark and grim. But do not worry ladies, the twins are still as bright and lively. Isn't that right, Hikaru, Kaoru?"

The red haired twins looked and smiled, "Yep!" they both said. Kaoru was gently pulled to his "older" twin, his amber eyes meeting up with Hikaru's. "Even though your covered in black, Kaoru, you still look beautiful." Hikaru said softly. Kaoru blushed, shyly looking away from his brother, "Hikaru, stop it. You're making me blush." he said innocently. Their clients squealed in joy as the twins whispered sweet words into each other's ears. "They're soooo cute!" the girls nearly screamed.

Tamaki chuckled, "And Mori and Honey-sempai are the same person but from different videos." he looked to the two cousin's, the smaller of the two eating his sweets happily while the silent one cleaned off his face when needed, "Mori-sempai is also from Natsu Koi Natsu Game, and Honey is from My Heart Leaps For "C"." he explained. He couldn't help but smile as he watched the two please their guests with just their natural personalities.

"And what about Kyoya-sempai?" one girl asked, "I can't see him from where I'm sitting."

None of the room could. Though Kyoya did have his own clients, he made it so only his guests could see his outfit, and not anyone else. His chair was placed so his back faced the rest of the room. Tamaki couldn't help but smile once more at remembering Kyoya's outfit, "He's from Smile Ichiban Ii Onna. He's a little shy about his outfit." he joked.

"I'm not shy. I just wish to only allow my clients to see my wonderful cosplay." Kyoya said from his place. He should have thought twice about those words. Soon the Ootori had everyone (minus his current clients) begging to see his clothing. "I don't see why it is so important." he said calmly.

"We just want to see it!" Kaoru said.

"Yeah. You saw all our outfits so why not let us see yours?" Hikaru added.

"Please Kyo-chan!"

Kyoya shook his head, "No." he said. The word somewhat shocked the Hosts, since Kyoya neversaid no during the Host Club. It was rare for him to say it, actually... "Please, Kyoya!" a girl cried.

"We want to see how good you look!"

"Pleeeeaaase!"

Tamaki could see an irritated feeling coming from his best friend, but he knew Kyoya couldn't say no to the young ladies. Slowly, Kyoya pushed his seat back and stood up. All eyes watched him. Already they could see the two little pigtails hanging from the top of his head, 'Not so shocking. It's not the first time we've seen that.' they all thought, but once Kyoya was full turned around, it was silent...

Snicker, snicker...

The twins busted up laughing, nearly falling off their feet. All girls (minus Haruhi) squealed and cried in joy as they looked over Kyoya's figure in the school girl outfit, "It's co cute!" they cried, "You look like a little girl!"

Kyoya nearly sighed in frustration, 'Why did Tamaki put me in this stupid skirt...?' he asked himself helplessly as girls petted his hair, played with his pigtails and fluttered his skirt, 'This is NOT comfortable in any way...' he thought. He knew this was going to be a looooong day...

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"Farewell my beautiful ladies. We shall see you next time." Tamaki said to the last few girls that left. Shutting the door he let out a relieved sigh. "What, getting tired of all this?" Hikaru's voice asked teasingly. Tamaki shook his head, "It's not that, it's just that I could feel the tension for Kyoya." Once again everyone looked to the corner of the room where Kyoya normally sat.

"Uhm... Where's Kyo-chan?" Honey asked innocently as Mori hung up their outfits.

"Probably tearing off that uniform." Kaoru said, "...I wonder if he chafes." He giggled at the thought, "Ouch!" he said, imagining the feeling.

Tamaki chuckled, "Leave him alone." he said, "You guys can go home. I can handle the clean up." he added, referring to Haruhi's collecting of the costumes the twins left hanging on the chairs. The natural Host looked up questioningly, "Are you sure, senpai?" she asked.

"Go ahead. You can take the day off, Haruhi." Kyoya's voice said from the back room.

Haruhi stood there for a minute, thinking if she should leave but then thought it best to do as the Shadow King told her, "Okay. See you tomorrow, senpai." she said, grabbing her things and leaving the music room. Hikaru quickly followed, a somewhat unexcited Kaoru following.

"Takashi and I are going to." Honey informed, sitting on Mori's shoulders, "Bye Tama-chan!" he said, waving cheerfully to the French halfa, "Bye Kyo-chan! You looked very cute today!" He received only an irritated grumble from the back room.

Soon Tamaki was left alone in the music room. He looked back to the door which lead to the changing rooms. He headed toward it and pushed it open a bit more, "Kyoya, you almost done-" he stopped as he saw Kyoya standing by the window. Honestly, the girls weren't kidding when they said he looked like a girl... He was thin, had a cute face, if he was a bit shorter he'd fit the role perfectly.

"Tamaki." Kyoya said, not once looking away from the window, "What did you think of my outfit today?" Tamaki faltered for a second. Was Kyoya actually asking for Tamaki's opinion on his school girl outfit? What was he to say? That he thought he looked like a girl? That he looked cute? That he looked drop dead gorgeous? 'What? No! He's... He's my friend!'Tamaki quickly thought.

"Ah, well... I liked it. You looked very good." 'What a crappy answer!' he yelled in his mind.

"Good? Is that all?" Kyoya was beginning to worry Tamaki. Did he expect something else? "Are you sure you didn't agree with the ladies? That I was... Cute?"

Suddenly Tamaki was face to face with Kyoya. He couldn't stop the blush from creeping up on his face. "You looked like you enjoyed my appearance. Did you, Tamaki?" Slowly, Kyoya inched his face closer to Tamaki. Their lips ghosted over each other, and Kyoya whispered his next words, "Because I could easily see the look in your eyes when I turned around." Their lips connected, and it took Tamaki several moments to realize what was happening. He awoke from his shock when he felt a wet tongue brush against his bottom lip. Parting his lips slowly, Tamaki allowed the Shadow King into his mouth. He moaned as he felt Kyoya's tongue skillfully fight against his own, 'Where the hell did he learn to kiss like this?' he asked himself.

Their tongues fought for dominance, and to Tamaki's shock, he won. He knew he was gaining control when he felt the Ootori shutter under his dominance. Pulling apart Tamaki looked down to see Kyoya's own flushed face. The red blush across his face made the Suoh boy find Kyoya even more feminine than before. He chuckled, "You really do look like a girl." he said. He laughed even more when Kyoya stepped away, crossed his arms and pouted.

"I don't find it funny that you say that, Tamaki." Kyoya muttered unhappily. A peck to his cheek made him stop his pouting.

"I'm sorry, Kyoya." Tamaki apologized, smiling, "But you just look so cute like this." he said honestly, "Maybe we should put you in a skirt more often." He laughed when another blush came to Kyoya's features.

"I'll have to think about that." Kyoya said, "Perhaps you can persuade me." he added, a slight tone to his voice and his plotting smile only gave Tamaki an idea on what Kyoya meant. Tamaki grinned slightly, "I'm sure I can find something to change your mind." he said, before pulling the skirt wearing vice president back into his hold.

Tamaki held the raven haired seventeen year old against him, 'Even his body has feminine curves.' he thought, chuckling slightly. He released Kyoya, looking back to the door, "We should get you out of that outfit so we can go. We can't really stay here." he said. As he went to walk away, Tamaki was suddenly pulled back and forced to stare into solid grey eyes.

"If you want to get me out of this outfit so badly, then go ahead." Kyoya breathed softly. He brought his lips to Tamaki's and once again, they kissed. This time, Kyoya was hell bent on not letting Tamaki be the dominant one. 'I'm not going to be the uke in this relationship.' he thought. They fought again, Tamaki's hands now on Kyoya's arms, holding the Shadow King tightly against him. Kyoya's breath became more rapid as they parted every once in a while to catch some air. He moaned as Tamaki mocked and teased his tongue, 'I will not let him take control.' Yet no matter what, Kyoya could only whimper and moan as Tamaki began to kiss down his cheek and jaw, slowly reaching the sensitive skin at his neck.

Pearly white teeth gently sank into the pale flesh, making Kyoya whimper once more in pleasure, "You sound like a little puppy, Kyo-chan." Tamaki whispered against the marked skin. He brought his best friend to him again and began to push off the black blazer of his cosplay. The coat fell to the floor and the little red bow on the white shirt fell like a feather as well.

"I don't find this fair. I don't get to remove your cosplay since you already took it off." Kyoya complained, though he honestly could care less. All he wanted was to tear off their clothing and feel their skin touch. He was pinned against the wall, more kisses and nibbles being placed on his neck and jaw. The buttons of his white dress shirt were slightly undone, just barely showing the skin on his chest. Little mews and soft mumbles left Kyoya's lips as Tamaki gave more kisses and licks. "Tamaki." he breathed softly, his arms wound tight around the French halfa.

Tamaki listened to the sounds Kyoya was giving out. 'I've never heard him sound like this. I'd think he'd be the dominant one.' he thought. A shudder ran through the Ootori's body as Tamaki bit down on the space between his neck and should. "You're so sensitive, Kyoya." the blonde whispered, "I thought you'd be more... Difficult." Hands quickly began pushing off Tamaki's lilac school blazer and undo the buttons of his shirt. Both white shirts from the two of them fell and Kyoya let out a relieved sigh at the feel of their chests touching. "You have such a girly body." Tamaki joked. "Don't ruin my mood, you idiot." Kyoya muttered.

Slowly, Tamaki slid his hands down to Kyoya's waist. He grabbed the edge of the skirt, tugging it up teasingly, "This," he said, giving the blushing boy a seductive look, "Needs to come off." With one swift push, they were on the floor and Kyoya was staring up at the Host Club King with a flushed face. Soft lips ghosted over his and a whisper blew against his mouth.

"I want you, Kyoya. May I have you?"

Without saying a thing, Kyoya nodded and soon more kisses were placed to his skin. Tamaki pinned down Kyoya's arms down above his head as he kissed down the raven's chest. He stopped and nibbled Kyoya's nipple, making the slightly older boy moan and squirm. Tamaki teased the little bud with his tongue, hearing Kyoya gasp and moan his name helplessly. He gave the same treatment to the other, torturing Kyoya even more. "T-Tamaki! Ngh!" No words could describe the feeling of lust going through Kyoya's mind and body. He wanted to get closer to Tamaki, he wanted to feel their bodies become one.

The skirt covering Kyoya was soon pulled off and the rest of his clothing as well. Tamaki took in the sight of the pale skinned teen under him. He never knew Kyoya was so pale... He looked almost like an expensive porcelain doll. Leaning down, he kissed the skin softly, lovingly, moving from Kyoya's chest down the middle of his stomach, passing his naval and reaching his true destination.

Kyoya took a quick intake of breath as he felt hot air hitting his member. He let out a low moan, his hands tangling in soft golden hair. Tamaki gave a slow lick to the shaft, listening to Kyoya's pleased reaction. He licked the tip, giving kisses to the hardening member. He heard Kyoya moan and mew in pleasure like a kitten. Slowly, he took in Kyoya's erection into his mouth, his tongue mysteriously knowing how to move. He sucked and bobbed his head, moaning as he felt his own erection pressing uncomfortably against his slacks. Tamaki held Kyoya's hips down to reduce bucking.

"Tamaki!" Kyoya gasped, his eyes shut in pleasure as Tamaki licked and sucked on his hard cock. Moaning, whimpering, gasping, Kyoya could only handle so much pleasure. An unhappy sound came from him as Tamaki pulled away. "Don't worry. You'll get much more than you can handle soon."

Tamaki's black slacks came off, followed by his boxers and they both felt blood rush to their heads as they felt their erections rubbing against each other. Tamaki rubbed them closer, creating pleasurable friction between them. Lifting three fingers to Kyoya's thin lips, he gave a simple command, "Suck." Impatient lips and tongue took in the digits, coating them with a fair layer of saliva. Sliding them out of Kyoya's mouth, Tamaki spread the raven's legs, moving his hand to his best friend's entrance, "This might hurt." he warned uncertainly.

"Just do it... Please Tamaki." Kyoya whispered.

Pushing in one finger, Kyoya's walls tensed slightly, uncomfortable at the intruding digit. He winced just a bit, but quickly ignored the odd feeling. When the second finger entered, it stung just a bit more. He let out a small, shaky breath. Tamaki gently moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, stretching Kyoya's walls. "Relax, Kyo-chan. Relax." he whispered before pushing in the third finger.

Kyoya dug his nails into Tamaki's back, letting out a little cry at the feeling, holding back little light tears. 'I'm already the uke. I won't... Let myself show any pain.' he thought. He gasped and squirmed uncomfortably as Tamaki pushed in and out of him, preparing him for what came next.

Pulling out of Kyoya, Tamaki lifted Kyoya's hips and placed himself at the entrance, "Tell me if it's too much, Kyoya." he said. Pushing into Kyoya, Tamaki gave a low moan, feeling tight walls envelope his cock. Kyoya became even more tense, the tears falling from his shut eyes, slightly hidden by his glasses. Soon, Tamaki was fully sheathed inside of Kyoya. He pulled Kyoya to him, seeing the pain in the Ootori's face. A few minutes passed, and Kyoya leaned up to Tamaki's ear, "Tama... Move... Please.." That was all Tamaki needed to be told.

Setting Kyoya down, Tamaki started moving in a slow movement, pushing in and out of Kyoya. Whines of pain and discomfort soon became sounds of pleasure. Kyoya moved his hips with Tamaki as the thrusts became more quick, and more deep. "Ngh! T-Tamaki!" Tamaki grabbed Kyoya's lonely erection and began pumping the shaft at the same pace of his thrusts. He pushed in harder, looking for the spot that would make Kyoya cry in pleasure.

"Agh!" Kyoya arched as he was hit directly in his prostate, the wave of pleasure hitting him hard. Tamaki shoved into that same place again and again. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and their skin became slightly red from being rubbed together, but they were nearing their end. Tamaki could feel Kyoya quiver around him. "Tama... So close..." With one thrust, Kyoya came in Tamaki's hand, his semen covering the blonde's hand and his own chest. Tamaki kept thrusting into the teen a few times before coming inside Kyoya. He collapsed on top of his friend on the floor, and they lied there together.

Tamaki lightly chuckled, earning a questioning look from Kyoya. Tamaki smiled, "I really need to dress you in a skirt more often." He said. Kyoya blushed and hid in Tamaki's shoulder. Tamaki only laughed more, "You really are cute, Kyoya." he teased. That only made Kyoya turn even redder.

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There you go~ A new oneshot. :D I hope you enjoyed. Will be moving more stuff soon.
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