Mending Tamaki

A week later, Kyoya was unsure about the place Tamaki had suggested. It seemed  like quite a cheap, nasty place. He wasn't sure if he should touch anything in the dimly lit, earthy toned, smoked filled room. Still, if seeing Tamaki again meant enduring this place for a few hours then so be it. 

Scanning the crowd of not so nicely dressed, mostly unsavoury looking and/or intoxicated individuals he spotted Tamaki sitting at a table in a corner, obviously keeping a low profile. Kyoya thought this odd seeing as he was the one who asked him to come here. Putting that aside, Kyoya crossed the room to where Tamaki was. Tamaki's face lit up when he saw him.

"You made it!" He grinned as Kyoya sat down.

"Indeed I did Tamaki, though I'm not quite sure what here is" Kyoya glanced around him.

"Somewhere where I won't be recognised I hope" Tamaki said before mumbling, "shouldn't have said that." 

"Why is..." Kyoya started but Tamaki interrupted him by waving and calling to a passing waitress.

"Yes love? What can I get you?" She asked sweetly, seeming quite decent to Kyoya. Needless to say that was a relief.

"I'll have a whiskey on the rocks and what will you have Kyoya?" Tamaki turned to Kyoya.

"Sake...Always sake" Kyoya answered, a little taken aback. Whiskey? Without any mixers? Tamaki must have been deadly serious about getting plastered. The waitress left and Kyoya tried once again to ask his first question but Tamaki started talking first, rambling on about some meaningless thing or other while Kyoya studied him carefully, only half listening.

The drinks came quite quickly, brought over by the same lovely waitress.

"Thanks for coming Kyoya. Here's to ongoing friendships!" Tamaki lifted his glass, "kanpai"

"Kanpai" Kyoya clinked glasses and took a sip of his drink. In the time it took him to take one sip Tamaki had finished his drink completely. 

"Mind if I order another?" Tamaki put his glass down.

"Not at all. I didn't think you were that serious about getting drunk but I guess you are aren't you" Kyoya took another sip of his drink.

"Oh yeah. Totally serious." Tamaki said without the smallest hint of a smile and waved the waitress over again.

He was on the third drink and Kyoya still on his first when a young, well off looking man approached them.

"Excuse me are you... You are! I didn't think I'd run into you so soon!" he flashed a friendly smile at Tamaki, brown eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Tamaki, for the tiniest moment, did not look happy at all. However this expression of annoyance, fear and disappointment was so brief only Kyoya would have picked it up. Then came the winning Tamaki grin, though Kyoya noted it was not at all the genuine one he knew.

"Hi there. How are you?" Tamaki's whole demeanour changed. He was in host mode. Kyoya didn't like what that was telling him and his worst fears were confirmed when he heard the rest of the conversation.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I see you're umm...busy" the man looked at  Kyoya briefly.

"Oh no...Just catching up with a friend. What can I do for you?" Tamaki replied calmly.

"I just wanted to thank you again for Saturday. You were amazing." The man mumbled.

"Well it was my pleasure..." Tamaki winked and the man blushed.

"Hopefully I'll get to see you again...Anyway I won't keep you from your friend. Enjoy your evening Philippe." 

"You too" Tamaki smiled softly and the man tore himself away to rejoin his group.

"Philippe" Kyoya raised an eyebrow. His list of questions was certainly growing. Tamaki's smile left his face.

"Shall we go?" He suggested with a brief smile, " which hotel are you staying at?"

"The five star hotel about fifteen minutes away from here"

"Oh yes I know the one. Okay let's get outta here" Tamaki got up and Kyoya had no choice but to follow.