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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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Honey quietly stepped into the dark room. Takashi lay on his side facing away from him, fast asleep. He sighed and pulled off his clothes so he could cuddle with his lover. He frowned when he realized that Takashi still wore his clothes from earlier. He hadn't even bothered to take any of them off to sleep. Honey snuggled up to Takashi anyway. He didn't expect to have sex tonight; he just wanted to be close to Takashi. He always felt so comfortable when it was just skin on skin.

Honey closed his eyes and leaned his head on Takashi's back. He wondered if Takashi believed Kyoya. He didn't know if that was the reason Takashi had stormed off, or if it was because of the fight. Honey tightened his grip on Takashi. Tamaki told us both how Kyoya gets when he's mad. How he lashes out at insecurities. I wonder if Takashi thinks that Kyoya was just being cruel. He was so mad.

Honey nuzzled into Takashi's back and let sleep take him.

The next thing Honey knew was the alarm was going off near his head. He growled and searched for the offending device. After tossing it across the room, he went back to snuggle with Takashi. Honey blinked in surprise. Takashi wasn't there.

"Takashi?"

Kyoya sat in the very back of the classroom, something which seemed to surprise both his professor and Tamaki. Kyoya leaned back in his chair, hardly taking notes. It was becoming ridiculous to him how slow the rest of the class learned the material. Kyoya readjusted his sunglasses. He already had an excuse in place. His glasses had been broken while playing tennis and the shades were the only prescription glasses he would tolerate until next week when his new pair would arrive. Kyoya just hoped the bruises around his eyes would be gone by then. He also hoped that no one would realize that the shades were not prescription at all. He was stuck wearing his contacts with them.

Tamaki sat near the middle of the class in his usual seat taking frantic notes, but every five minutes or so he would look back to Kyoya and try to signal him. Kyoya sighed; thanks to the shades, glaring had no effect on the idiot. He checked his watch and began packing his items. He did not want to talk to Tamaki. He wanted the hell out of this class and far away from campus. The teacher pointed to one last equation and dismissed the class. Kyoya tossed his bag over his shoulder and hurried for the door.

"Kyoya!" he heard from behind him. He didn't slow. He stared straight ahead and tried to get by the other students heading toward their classes at leisurely paces. "Hey, wait up!" He heard Tamaki again. A hand grabbed his upper arm. "Kyoya."

Kyoya spun around. "Let go of me Suoh," He growled loudly. A few people glanced their way.

Tamaki's grip loosened, allowing Kyoya to jerk his arm away. "What's going on?" Tamaki asked concerned. "What's with the shades?" He saw Kyoya clench his fist. "What's wrong?"

"YOU," Kyoya said bluntly. "If you EVER send someone to watch me again, I'll make you wish you were never born." He turned on his heel and stormed off.

It had been days and all that Honey could get out of Takashi were single syllables. He followed Takashi around their place, which had become a habit the last couple of days. He was used to Takashi being quiet, but not like this. The silence weighed in on Honey and made the days unbearable.

"Takashi," Honey sighed behind the tall man who was busy doing stances. "Please talk to me." Honey begged.

Takashi shook his head and continued with the movements. He still wasn't ready to talk. Honestly he didn't know if he would ever be ready to talk about it.

"Takashi?" Honey questioned. "Is it about what Kyoya said?"

Takashi slowed the movements.

"Do you believe him?" Honey prodded.

Takashi came to a full stop. He took in a deep breath. This was it. Last chance Mitskuni. This is your last chance to tell the truth.

"He was lying," Honey told him.

Takashi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"It's what he does. You remember what Tamaki said; he takes your worst fears and exploits them," Honey continued.

Takashi took another deep breath and let the pain wash over him. It's over. He started walking to his room.

"Takashi?" Honey followed the taller man. "Where are you going? Didn't you hear what I said?"

It's over. Takashi entered the room and shut the door behind him.

"Takashi, wait-"

It's over. The lock made a loud click and Takashi headed for the bed. He fell into the silky sheets, knowing it would be the very last time. He crossed his arms as his heart pounded in his chest.

It's over.

Kyoya lay on the couch when Hikaru got home. Hikaru tilted his head at the man that sprawled out over the entire couch. He hadn't even bothered to take off his shades. The cell on the floor lit up and began vibrating. It moved along the floor and Hikaru could see Tamaki's picture on the cell. After a minute it stopped vibrating and a message popped up: 13 missed calls.

"Kyoya?" Hikaru dropped his book bag down on the ground. "Are you okay?"

Kyoya looked over to his cell as it lit up yet again. This time the name Yuichi popped up on the screen. Kyoya watched it vibrate along the ground until it stopped.

Hikaru frowned at Kyoya. He walked over to Kyoya and scooted onto the couch with him. He snaked his arm around Kyoya's waist and hoped he could get a rise out of Kyoya. Whether it be his temper or something in his pants, Hikaru didn't care. He just wanted some reaction out of the shadow king. Hikaru nuzzled Kyoya's ear and lightly bit it. Kyoya didn't bother even swatting him away.

Hikaru sighed in annoyance and sat up. "I talked to Mori today."

Kyoya barely tilted his head.

"He never told Tono anything. Apparently things are really bad between him and Honey. He actually only wanted to hang out with us." Hikaru told him.

Kyoya's cell lit up and Hikaru could see it was a message from Haruhi. He looked down at Kyoya who only stared at the cell.

"Seems like someone's popular today." Hikaru sighed and snuggled back up to Kyoya.

Kyoya didn't answer. The thirteen calls from Tamaki should be ignored. Yuichi was calling about a project and Haruhi was probably worried because of Kaoru or someone.

Kyoya's cell lit up yet again and Hikaru rolled his eyes. He saw the name on the screen right before Kyoya reached to pick it up: Father.

"Yes?" Kyoya answered. Hikaru stared at those cold gray eyes. There was absolutely no emotion behind them. He silently sighed and got up so that Kyoya could talk to his father in peace. "I must have missed his call….Yes, I will be sure to look over that…yes…sorry, I know…I will take care of that….." Kyoya pulled the cell away from his ear before turning it off and tossing his cell back onto the floor.

Hikaru headed for the kitchen, only turning when he saw that Tamaki was calling yet again. He saw Kyoya stare at the cell before rolling over on the couch; his back to the cell. Hikaru sighed. "I miss Mori."

Takashi opened his eyes. He moved his arms slightly and remembered that he had gone to bed fully clothed again. He frowned when he also realized that arms were circling his waist. He pushed the arms away and sat up on the bed. He didn't look over to the blond next to him; instead he looked over to the door.

"Takashi?" Honey asked quietly. Takashi stared at the door that hung on one hinge from being forced open. "Can we talk?"

Takashi didn't answer. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and headed for the closet. Inside was his duffle bag filled with his kendo gear, and two kendo sticks lay on top of it. Takashi began sifting through his clothes.

"About last night..." Honey began.

Takashi couldn't hear him lie to him again. He walked out of the room and headed for the kitchen, hoping that a little bit of food would make this easier.

"Takashi," he heard Honey cry.

Takashi grabbed an apple out of the fruit dish and began eating it as he tried to think about the task ahead of him. Honey entered the kitchen looking upset.

"Don't you get it Takashi?" Honey frowned. "Kyoya lied, just like he always does."

Takashi set the apple down. "No, he did not."

Honey stared at him. He shook his head quickly. "N-"

"You slept with Tamaki," Takashi stated. Honey's eyes widened. "I understand that it wasn't your fault. Those candies had been spiked and you had no idea what you were doing. It wasn't your fault. I forgive you."

"Really?" Honey's eyes welled up. "Oh, Takashi! I was so scared!" Honey ran for his lover. "I thought you would hate me-"

Takashi held out a hand to stop Honey from hugging him. "It's over."

Honey stopped. "W-what?"

"I waited for you to tell me for months and you wouldn't. I gave you plenty of opportunities and you continuously lied to my face." Takashi took a step backward. "It's over."

"No Takashi!" Honey raced forward and grabbed onto Takashi's shirt. "It can't be over! I love you!"

"Then why would you betray me?" Takashi stared down at the blond.

Honey stared back up at Takashi. He couldn't answer. He just stood there as Takashi pulled away and headed for their bedroom. He could hear things being tossed around their room. The noises stopped and he looked to their bedroom door to see Takashi with a suitcase and a kendo bag.

"No…No..nonono!" Honey felt tears sliding down his face. "Takashi, please I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me! I need you!" Honey tried to block Takashi from leaving.

"Move," Takashi told him.

"Please Takashi," Honey begged as he fell to his knees. "Please don't leave me. I'll never lie again. Just please don't go."

"How can I trust you?" Takashi asked him.

"Please!" Honey begged. "I'm sorry!"

Takashi walked around him and headed for the door.

"No wait!" Honey yelled. "Don't leave! I love you!"

Takashi didn't look back as he shut the door.

Kyoya leaned against the wall, staring out the second floor window on campus. He sighed as he stared at the grounds which looked deceptively warm. He was actually surprised that Tamaki hadn't followed him up here.

"Kyoya?" Kyoya turned to see Haruhi standing by him. She had a brow raised at him; he assumed it had to do with his shades.

"Hey." He nodded at her. "Need a ride home?"

Haruhi thought about the last ride she received home and how Kyoya had so easily pulled her into his lap. She still wasn't sure if that was Kyoya being protective or caring for her. She hoped it would be both.

"I can take the bus," She said quietly. She hoped Kyoya would argue with her about it, but he remained silent. "Did you hear about Honey?" She asked him.

Kyoya shook his head.

"Mori broke up with him." Haruhi sighed.

Kyoya let out a sigh as well, while shaking his head.

"Kaoru thinks that they had a fight because Mori had some bruises on his face earlier this week." Haruhi stared at Kyoya. "It was about the same time that you showed up with a busted lip and sunglasses."

Kyoya didn't say anything. He didn't even move when Haruhi reached up and pulled off his shades. She could see a small sliver of purple outlining his eye socket where Takashi first hit him. She stared at the sliver and then looked into Kyoya's gray eyes. She had become accustomed to the gleam he would occasionally get, or the smirk that would take over his eyes. Sometimes warmth or mirth made their way into those mesmerizing pools of gray. Today there was nothing. The light had vanished from his eyes and it sent a chill into Haruhi's being.

Kyoya grabbed his sunglasses from Haruhi and began to walk away.

"Kyoya….are you okay?" She asked his retreating form.

Kyoya paused and turned to look at her. He smiled a bright host smile that did not reach his eyes. "No."

Haruhi stared at him. "Ky-"

"I've got to go." Kyoya took a step backward.

"Kyoya, wait!" Haruhi took a step forward and reached for his hand.

"Just-stay away from me," Kyoya said loudly. "No good will come of it." He walked away.

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