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The Scorpion	By : Bastetkitten Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Takashi rubbed his temples as he took a tiny break from his homework. He tossed his pencil down on his desk and pushed the textbook backward. He looked over his shoulder at his bed and contemplated a nap. He shook his head: it would have to wait until after the homework.

"Takashi?" Honey opened the door slightly.

Takashi looked up to see Honey at the door. He jerked his head as if to say 'come in'. Honey nodded and Tamaki followed him in. Takashi looked between the two blonds. He felt his heart-beat speed up in anticipation. Was the lie finally over?

Tamaki looked down at the ground with a serious expression; the same expression that he had been wearing these last couple of months. The same one that he wore since Kyoya had declared their friendship a sham. "It's been months," He finally said. "Since I asked you to watch Kyoya."

Takashi looked back down at his book. His stomach plummeting as he realized that it was not the confession that he thought it was.

"Haven't you found anything? Anything at all?" Tamaki asked.

Takashi shrugged. "He's mostly just having sex and drinking."

"Do you know why?" Tamaki asked.

Takashi looked at him.

"I meant the drinking," Tamaki said.

Takashi shook his head. "The most I got out of him was that it made the world seem a bit brighter."

Tamaki nodded. "What about drugs?"

"Not his thing," Takashi told him. "He doesn't like the way they make him feel. The drugs are Hikaru's thing."

"But nothing else?" Tamaki asked. "Has he said anything about work or his brother?"

"Which brother?" Takashi asked.

"Never mind." Tamaki waved his hand as if to dismiss the subject. If Takashi had to ask, then Kyoya definitely did not go into detail. "Have you been able to sneak a peek into his notebook?"

"The one he carried in high school?" Takashi asked. "He doesn't carry it anymore."

"No, he keeps it in his room now." Tamaki sighed. "If you could just sneak into his-"

Takashi shook his head violently.

"He's not even home right now." Tamaki frowned. "You could easily get a hold of it."

"Where is he?" Honey asked.

"Fuyumi's birthday pool party," Both Takashi and Tamaki stated.

"How do you know?" Takashi asked.

"Fuyumi," Tamaki said. "She calls every so often to make sure Kyoya's okay. She was complaining about how she's going to look like a blimp in her bathing suit."

Honey and Takashi stared at him.

"She's like 7 months pregnant. How do you not know that?" Tamaki asked Takashi.

"Kyoya usually leaves the room when she calls," Takashi told him.

"Just go look at the damn notebook while he's gone," Tamaki started again. "He writes everything in it. Maybe we can figure out what's bothering him so much."

Takashi shook his head violently.

Takashi cursed Tamaki's puppy dog eyes. Takashi cursed Tamaki's valid fears and reasonings. He cursed the fact that Hikaru had been home and easily let him into the condo. He also cursed Hikaru's need to go take a shower. He felt half-tempted to take Hikaru up on the offer to shower with him; anything to get him out of his task.

Kyoya's door was closed as usual. Kyoya's room is a territory that Hikaru occasionally dared to enter, but not Takashi. He stared at the closed door and heard the shower start up from the other room. That meant that Takashi had at least half an hour before Hikaru would emerge and Fuyumi's party should last another two hours. He sighed and opened the door.

Takashi took a step into the dark room. He waited for a minute for his eyes to adjust. The room was simple. In the middle of his room stood a bed with a nightstand next to it, holding a lamp and a yellow notepad. A dresser to the left held several trophies; each one golden. The large ornate doors to the right led to a giant closet. On each side of the bed was a window; each with a dark curtain to shield the light.

Immediately Takashi headed for the nightstand. He opened it hoping that he wouldn't find the notebook. He felt his cheeks warm up as he found the drawer only contained condoms and lube. He turned his head from the drawer and saw a wastebasket with many used condoms and condom wrappers; his blush deepened. Takashi looked over his shoulder to the door to be sure that he was by himself still. He looked back to the bed and then back over his shoulder again. He pushed his hand into the mattress; firm but softer than his own mattress. The comforter was soft, the kind one could easily sink into.

The idea of Kyoya pushing him into the bed flooded Takashi's thoughts. Takashi took a deep breath to attempt to clear his mind, but to no avail. He pushed aside one of the curtains and looked out the window. He could see people scurrying about on the ground far below. He took another deep breath pulling the curtain a bit further to the side.

A gleam from behind him caught his peripheral vision and Takashi dropped the curtain. He looked around, fearful that Kyoya had returned. After a minute, he realized that no one was there. Takashi slowly lifted the curtain up again and this time he saw the gleam and where it was coming from. Dangling from one of the Trophies was an amber pendant. Takashi let the curtain fall and headed for the pendant.

The pendant dangled from Kyoya's chess trophy, the tallest of the bunch. Takashi frowned at the pendant. It was the same one that Kyoya wore constantly. Even at school, Takashi could see the chain around his neck and the outline of the pendant underneath Kyoya's shirt. Takashi took a look around the room; the trophies and the pendant had to be the only things in the room that even suggested that someone lived here. Which suggested that Kyoya prized this pendant as much as his trophies, but why? Was it a present from his late mother? But Takashi shook his head at the thought. He had never seen the pendant during the host club, just in college. He tilted his head, no; he had seen it at graduation.

Takashi reached up and held the pendant. It couldn't be expensive; on the contrary, it was extremely cheap. The pendant itself was carved of amber and had a tiny scorpion inside. A tiny bit of metal poked out of the actual amber so it could be put on a chain, but the metal was of extremely poor quality. The chain that it was on was of expensive quality, one which Kyoya would gladly wear. Takashi looked back at the scorpion and idly wondered if Kyoya was a Scorpio.

The hairs on the back of Takashi's neck stood up and Takashi knew that someone stood at the door. He turned his head just far enough to see Kyoya standing behind him. Takashi cursed Tamaki for telling him that Kyoya would be quite a bit longer. He also cursed himself for being dumb enough to be caught snooping around.

Takashi turned all the way with the pendant still in his hand. Kyoya's eyes shifted from Takashi to the pendant and then back to Takashi again. His eyes seemed to pierce Takashi's soul. But at the same time something tugged at Takashi's memory.

Honey ran over to the giant sweets stand. His eyes gleamed at all the different types of commoner candies. He began to fill up a giant bag of every candy imaginable. Takashi sighed and shook his head. The likelihood of Honey getting another cavity just skyrocketed.

Takashi looked over his shoulder to see what the rest of the host club was up to and saw Haruhi talking to Kyoya by a kiosk. They were talking about something then Haruhi stood on her tiptoes to toss something around Kyoya's neck. Kyoya lifted it up to look at it while Haruhi paid for it. A gleam of light was caught on the amber. As the two walked away from the kiosk, Takashi could see a rare smile on Kyoya's face.

Takashi's eyes widened. Kyoya stared him down, his eyes challenging Takashi to say it. Takashi opened his mouth slightly before shutting it again. He looked down at the ground as he finally understood. It was so obvious: the way Kyoya and Haruhi hung out in high school, how Kyoya constantly added to her debt to make her stay, and Kyoya started drinking after Tamaki and Haruhi started dating.

Takashi looked back up as Kyoya began walking toward him. Kyoya stayed quiet and only bothered to take the pendant out of Takashi's hand. Kyoya was almost out of the room when he paused at the door. He turned his head, not truly looking at Takashi. "Just don't tell Tamaki."

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