Forced Relaxation

Hikaru and Kaoru were bored. That in itself was trouble. If the orange haired duo got bored it meant something was going to be done about it and that something was usually something fiendish involving the other members of the host club.

Usually it was Tamaki, as he reacted best to their teasing and pranks. Sometimes it was Haruhi because they liked her and in their language being sexually harassed or teased meant "we care". 

Today was a different day. Today Hikaru wanted a challenge. 

Looking around the Host Club his eyes stopped upon the one person they had not yet procured a sufficient response from.

"Kaoru... Do you suppose our Evil Overlord ever stops plotting or analysing and just chills out?"

"Now that you mention it..." Kaoru gazed thoughtfully at Kyoya ootori, who was busy writing and ignoring a spazzing Tamaki, "I don't believe he does...I wonder what he would look like if he really smiled."

"Well dearest brother" Hikaru's lips curled into an evil smirk as he absentmindedly ran a hand down his brothers cheek "I say we help him...Relax" 

"Hmmm..." Kaoru mirrored the same smirk as Kyoya looked up at them, sensing their gaze "a challenge! I'm in!"