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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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Sorry about the wait. Been busy with class work, but decided I needed a break and that yall needed a chapter. I have a note in my planner to work on this story some more tomorrow-so i won't forget and should have the next one up in just a few days. Please review.

Takashi knocked on the door. He swallowed over the lump in his throat. This was the last place he wanted to go to, but there weren't many options. He didn't want to stay in a hotel. Sayuri lived with her parents, which meant they were not going to let him stay with their little girl who he had just broken up with. He did not want to go to his parent's house if he could help it, the questions alone would be murder. Takashi couldn't go to Tamaki's because the former host king wouldn't understand. It would look really bad if he went to stay with Haruhi, and Kaoru would probably take Honey's side. So, he was now stuck knocking on Hikaru's door, while praying that Kyoya would not answer.

Hikaru opened the door and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Takashi gave him a blank look before holding up his bags. "Nowhere else to go."

Hikaru gripped the edge of the door. "Do you have any idea what Kyoya will do if he sees you here?"

"For starters," Kyoya's voice came from behind Hikaru. Hikaru turned and the door opened up a bit more to reveal Kyoya leaning against the wall, his shades glinting in the light. "I would ask him why he was here, but I think I already know the answer."

"I broke up with Mitskuni," Takashi told him.

Kyoya sneered. "It only took you 14 months. What a wonderful pet you are."

"He lied, Takashi told him.

"I hadn't noticed," Kyoya spat. "But then again there are a lot of lies floating around these days."

"You know what sounds like fun?" Hikaru said cheerily. "Let's go to the club and get wasted and pretend none of this ever happened."

"I wish none of it had," Kyoya muttered.

"Surprised you would remember any of it with as much absinthe you chug." Takashi frowned.

Kyoya glared at the tall man. "Why don't you go suck a dick?"

"Why don't you go suck Tamaki's? Half the school thinks you have anyway." Takashi glared back.

"Oh, look Hikaru. Someone's thinks he's all tough now that his leash has been severed." Kyoya smirked. "It's almost like watching a three legged dog trying to run."

"Ok! That's enough!" Hikaru stepped between the two. "You're both mad at each other. We get it!" Hikaru pointed at Takashi. "YOU! Shut up and quit goading the jackass. He's not the one who cheated on you; he's just the jerk who said it out loud." Hikaru pointed at Kyoya. "YOU! Stop being a jackass for three seconds and realize that Mori didn't tell Tamaki a damn thing and that he is our friend and needs our help. He's staying."

"The hell he is," Kyoya growled.

"Half of this place is mine," Hikaru told him. He grabbed Takashi's stuff and threw it on the couch. "He's staying."

"The lease would beg to differ." Kyoya grabbed Takashi's suitcase and went to toss it out the door. Hikaru grabbed it from him and tossed it by the door.

"If you don't let him stay then…then I'm giving Tamaki an air horn and key to this condo so he can wake you up every day at 6 am," Hikaru threatened.

"Whatever." Kyoya sent another glare to Takashi.

"Now, we are going to the club and going to have a good time," Hikaru told the two of them.

Takashi and Kyoya stared at the twin.

Tamaki opened the door to his room to let in the guests. He stopped and stared for a moment.

"What's she doing here?" Tamaki looked at Haruhi.

Kaoru rolled his eyes. "She's my date," He said sarcastically. He pushed past Tamaki, dragging Haruhi along. "How's he doing?"

Tamaki looked over to a desk that was covered in sweets. Kaoru tilted his head and could see Honey laying his head on the desk. "He's been here for two hours now," Tamaki told them. "I still haven't been able to get a hold of Mori."

"Did he tell you what happened?" Haruhi asked.

Tamaki shook his head. "No. He hasn't really spoken. I just know that Mori hasn't been talking to him lately and then they just broke up."

"People don't just break up." Kaoru frowned. "Something had to have happened."

"Didn't you and Hikaru just stop getting along?" Haruhi frowned.

Kaoru turned his head. "That's different."

Tamaki sighed as he looked at Honey who was absently staring off into the wall. "He won't even eat."

Hikaru leaned against the bar and waited for his drinks. It was going to be a rough night; the two other men were nearly growling at each other in the back seat of Hikaru's car. Now he was stuck waiting on an absinthe and an appletini. Hikaru shook his head. How the hell did I not realize he was gay?

"Hika-chan." A familiar voice said behind him. Hikaru turned to see another frequent user. "I found something new. You wanna try it?"

Hikaru grinned. "What is it?"

"About 800 yen a pop." The man snickered and held up a pill. "It's called candy-flipping, and it will definitely improve your night."

Hikaru grinned and dug out some bills from his pocket, and handed it to the man. "I seriously could use it tonight." He took the pill from the man and put it in his pocket.

"See ya topside." The man nodded to him. "Aiyasha is up there."

Hikaru shrugged. "I think she's still mad at me for last time."

"What you do?" The man asked, but Hikaru shook his head.

"I got to go." Hikaru said as the bartender handed him his drinks. The man nodded and headed off. Hikaru sighed, and started toward the stairs. He looked up and he could see Takashi and Kyoya staring each other down. They seriously need to mellow out. Hikaru paused. He knew better than to do this to Kyoya, but Takashi was different. Takashi could kill Kyoya if he were angry enough. He probably could have the night they had that fight, and Kyoya was stubborn enough to keep fighting. Hikaru balanced the two drinks and dug into his pocket for the pill. He looked up at Takashi and then dropped the pill into the appletini. He quickly headed up the stairs.

"Drinks!" Hikaru grinned as he placed the absinthe in front of Kyoya and the appletini in front of Takashi.

"Can we go yet?" Kyoya frowned. He was wore his usual clothes for the club, but his shirt was still buttoned. It was obvious he didn't plan on trying to have a good time.

"Nope." Hikaru grinned. "Drink up and then let's dance."

"Go fuck yourself," Kyoya told him.

Hikaru smiled. "I'd rather fuck y-" Kyoya glared at him. Hikaru cringed and hurried off.

Kyoya watched the idiot run for a table around the corner, where a rather attractive brunette sat. Kyoya frowned and looked back at Takashi who checked his cell.

"You want to know the real problem?" Kyoya stared at Takashi.

Takashi put his cell back in his pocket. "You're insane."

"You pretended and lied to my face about being my friend." Kyoya glared.

"I did not." Takashi frowned.

"And now you act all offended."

"I told you that I was never there for Hikaru," Takashi gritted out.

"No, you were lurking around to spy on me. To learn about what I do all day long because you were told to." Kyoya continued to glare.

"I was told not to." Takashi frowned. "Mitsukuni did not want me to."

"Aww." Kyoya tilted his head. "Did the pet disobey?"

Takashi kicked him, making Kyoya grunt in pain.

Kyoya looked at him with bared teeth. "You need to learn to stop following people's orders and do things you want to. Otherwise you're always going to be like this: alone."

"I do things I want-" Takashi started.

"No you don't." Kyoya shook his head. "If Honey said to jump, you would ask how high. Even when you started hanging with us, you would still follow whatever dumb thing popped into our heads. Do what you want!"

Takashi frowned and looked down at his drink. He knew Kyoya was right. He knew that he needed to stop just following people and what they said. He stared at the apple slice on his glass. Kyoya had ordered this drink as a joke for him one time, and Hikaru just assumed to get it every time. Takashi looked over to Kyoya's absinthe. He had never wanted the appletini; he would have rather tried the absinthe. He reached out and grabbed it and took a giant swig of it. Takashi immediately made a face.

Kyoya stared at him. "Did you do that because you wanted to?" Kyoya paused. "Or because I pretty much told you to do something different?"

Takashi frowned and slumped his head on the table. I just can't win.

"Oh well, we all have our faults." Kyoya sighed and grabbed the apple slice off the martini glass. He leaned back and took a bite. "After all, I'm a self-destructive narcissist who drives everyone away because I can't go behind my best friend's back to be with the one girl I truly care about."

Takashi looked up surprised.

"I'm an asshole, not stupid," Kyoya told him.

"More than likely, Mori is with Kyoya and Hikaru." Haruhi said as she leaned against the wall. She turned when she heard Honey groan.

"That's helpful." Kaoru sighed and crossed his arms.

"I doubt Mori's with Kyoya. Kyoya's beyond pissed at him right now." Tamaki sat on his bed.

Kaoru shook his head. "Then we better hope that Mori's not with Hikaru alone."

"Why is Kyoya mad at Mori?" Haruhi asked Tamaki.

Tamaki turned his head and ignored Haruhi's question. "Being with Hikaru is better than being alone."

Kaoru shook his head. "No. Hikaru isn't the best about solving problems. His ideas are a bit far-fetched at best. That party was his idea of getting Takashi over his girlfriend."

Tamaki blinked. "Well, he did seem a bit more chipper until-"

"That's not the point. Hikaru needs to be kept in check, and as much as it kills me to say it, Kyoya is pretty good at it." Kaoru sighed. "At least, good enough to keep them from getting killed or put in jail."

"Why is Kyoya mad?" Haruhi asked again.

Tamaki cleared his throat. "Maybe Mori went to his parents."

"Tamaki!" Haruhi glared.

Tamaki sweat-dropped. "Um….Kyoya's mad because they had a huge fight."

"About what?" Haruhi frowned.

"Please tell me it was the kind of fight where Mori got to kick his ass." Kaoru grinned.

Tamaki swallowed the lump in his throat. "Apparently Kyoya held his own, even when Mori knocked him to the ground."

Kaoru grinned even more. "Please tell me someone caught that on video."

"WHY were they fighting?" Haruhi glared.

Tamaki ducked his head. "Kyoya said a few mean things to Mori which made Mori punch him in the face…" Tamaki looked up to see Haruhi's face and ducked his head even more. "…Kyoya said those mean things because he was angry that someone asked Mori to hang out with him so they could keep an eye on him."

Haruhi stared at him, her mouth opening then shutting, then opening again. "You did NOT."

Tamaki looked at her. "I was worried, and he wouldn't let me anywhere near him."

"Are you retarded?" Haruhi stared at him. "That would only make everything worse. There wasn't a way in hell Kyoya wouldn't figure that out, and now you….ugh!" Haruhi glared at the idiot.

"That's pretty messed up." Kaoru blinked.

"I know, I know." Tamaki sighed.

"So what's wrong with the jackass?" Kaoru asked.

"Don't know. Mori wouldn't tell me." Tamaki sighed.

Haruhi shook her head. "Even with what happened, I think Mori may have still gone to see Kyoya. They are pretty good friends."

"Kyoya would kill him," Kaoru told her.

Haruhi sent a glare to Tamaki.

"I'm sorry!" Tamaki sighed. "Just give one of them a call and see if they've seen Mori. We just need to calm down and everything will be just fine."

Kyoya blinked as he listened to Takashi vent on about the problems with Mitskuni. He had been right. A majority of the problems had to do with Honey not listening to Takashi or making Takashi do things he didn't want to do. Takashi's opinion was invalid in their relationship. Takashi was halfway into his absinthe when he began on the topic of sex. Kyoya downed the appletini in two swift gulps, and wondered when would be a good time to get up to get something stronger. He frowned as Takashi continued. Damn. He's never taken it even once; I owe Haruhi 100 yen now.

He held back a sigh as Takashi looked down in his glass and continued on about the sham girlfriends. Kyoya tilted his head as the colors of the lights brightened. He blinked his eyes to readjust them but it only made the colors of the room swirl. His head felt really light, and his body seemed really loose. He tried hard to concentrate on something and his eyes settled on the appletini glass. He frowned as the thought dawned on him. Hikaru wouldn't dare… The room swayed around him.

"Bathroom," he told Takashi as he stood unsteadily. He walked away in a slanted line toward the stairs. After gripping the banister for dear life he made it to the ground floor and headed for the bathroom. He hoped that he would still be able to vomit whatever Hikaru had slipped him, and then be able to kick Hikaru's ass. The music resonated around him; his heartbeat beating with it. The lights became brighter and swirled into each other. He bumped into a few people and ended up leaning against a wall as the room spun. We need to go home.

Takashi sighed and stared at his drink as Kyoya walked off. He really didn't want to be here. All he wanted to do was to not think about the last week. He knew Kyoya wasn't really interested in his complaining, but it helped that Kyoya had actually listened. Takashi downed the rest of the absinthe and pulled another face. It hit his stomach and sent out warmth through his entire body. If he kept this up he would be drunk in no time. He frowned as he realized that he was okay with that, and headed for the bar.

The bartender nodded at Takashi. "Green Fairy?"

Takashi gave him a dirty look.

"Green Fairy? Absinthe?" The bartender pointed to Takashi's drink. Takashi nodded and handed the glass over; several minutes later he was sat at the bar downing the strong alcohol. He felt his pocket vibrate and he saw that Haruhi had tried to call him. He put the cell back in his pocket. He didn't want to talk to her. She was usually straight to the point and he couldn't deal with that right now. What could he say to her? Sorry I don't want to talk. Mitskuni cheated on me with your ex. Takashi sighed. And now I have no one. I have no idea what to do next. He sighed again. The only guy that Takashi found attractive enough to pursue was currently a straight, pissed off asshole of a shadow king. Takashi chuckled as he found himself thinking about a good way to shut Kyoya's mouth next time. Takashi shook his head and looked at his drink. He really shouldn't be thinking of Kyoya like that, not after what had just happened. Why not? The thought popped into his head. Takashi frowned. He was now single, and if he could get Kyoya to contemplate men, they why shouldn't he go for it?

Takashi thoughts were interrupted by Kyoya smacking the bar next to him. He stared at him. Kyoya had somehow lost his shirt and his hair looked like he had just had sex.

"I need an absinthe," Kyoya told the bartender. The bartender nodded and headed off to make the drink.

"Where have you been?" Takashi asked.

"Huh?" Kyoya stared at him blankly.

Takashi tilted his head as Kyoya received his drink and paid for it. There was something a bit off in Kyoya's movements. They weren't as calculated as normal.

"Hey!" Hikaru walked up and put a hand on each man's shoulders. He turned and looked pointedly a Takashi. "How are you doing?"

Takashi shrugged as Kyoya downed his drink. Hikaru let go of their shoulders and looked Takashi in the eyes. "Are you feeling okay?"

Takashi nodded as he watched Kyoya who stood behind Hikaru. Kyoya grinned and put his hand behind him so he could lean on the bar, but missed and fell. He rose back up in a flash and started laughing.

Hikaru turned at Kyoya's laughter and stared at him. "Wha-" He stopped and pulled out his cell. It was a message from Kaoru: Are you 3 together? Is everything ok? I'm worried. Hikaru stuffed the cell back in his pocket. "Geeze, he's always worrying."

"Who?" Takashi asked.

Hikaru shook his head. He looked at Takashi and then Kyoya. "Are you two okay?"

"Never better." Kyoya smirked. Hikaru shrugged and headed off toward the stairs, stopping to tug a pretty brunette with him.

Hikaru breathed in the intoxicating fumes. Aiyasha leaned against him, while nibbling on his ear. He breathed the fumes out and grinned. The world always seemed brighter and fuller when he let himself get this way. He tugged Aiyasha closer to him and kissed her. It was funny, he never went for repeats. That's generally why he never went with other users. But Aiyasha didn't count as a user, and she was damn good at what she did. Hikaru gasped as her hand snaked lower. He jerked when his cell went off in his pocket, making Aiyasha pull back. He pulled the cell out and saw that he had gotten another text from Kaoru. He blinked in surprise as he realized that it had been an hour since the last text.

"Don't you have two friends with black hair?" Aiyasha asked Hikaru.

Hikaru nodded. "Yeah, why?" He tried to get her attention by grabbing a lock of her soft brown hair.

"Do they have tattoos?" She giggled.

Hikaru frowned. "Why?"

Aiyasha pointed over the railing and Hikaru leaned forward to look toward the bar. He did a double take: Kyoya and Takashi wore only their jeans while they dirty danced on top of the bar.

"Um…I got to go." Hikaru jumped up and ran for the bar. He reached it and saw the bartender yelling at the two men while they dirty danced with a lone female between them. The woman was just happy to have the attention. Hikaru smacked Takashi in the leg. "What the hell are you two doing?!"

Both of them laughed at Hikaru and continued to dance. Hikaru sighed and looked back down as he tried to think. He raised a brow as he realized that they weren't even wearing shoes. Hikaru sighed and grabbed Kyoya's pants legs and nearly yanked him clear off the bar. Kyoya groaned but unsteadily sat down on the bar.

"Five more minutes." Kyoya laughed.

"No, get the hell off of there." Hikaru tugged on Kyoya's arm and pulled him off the bar.

Kyoya wrapped his arms around Hikaru's neck. "You're really funny when you're pissed. You're like a little kid."

Takashi fell off the bar behind them. Hikaru turned to see him pop back up while rubbing his head.

"Mori!" Hikaru pulled away from Kyoya to check on Takashi's head.

"I want more." Takashi wobbled. "I want to be the green fairy!"

Kyoya began giggling. They hardly noticed the woman stepping off the bar.

Hikaru turned to look at Kyoya. "How much have you drank?"

Kyoya snickered. "Not as much as Ta-kuh-sheeeeee." He laughed. "I just had those two absinthes and that apple thingie."

Hikaru's eyes widened in horror. "YOU drank it? YOU weren't supposed to!" Hikaru face-palmed.

"I wanted the absinthe." Takashi hiccupped.

"The appletini had drugs in it for Mori," Hikaru told Kyoya.

"Oh yeah." Kyoya scratched his head. "I'm mad at you for that."

Hikaru made a noise of frustration. "How many fingers am I holding up?" Hikaru held up three fingers. Kyoya closed one eye and used a finger to slowly count Hikaru's fingers.

Hikaru stared at him. "We're going home."

"But I'm not done counting," Kyoya whined.

Hikaru looked around them. "Where'd Mori go?"

Kyoya pointed to a wall nearby. "He's trying to fuck that girl."

Hikaru turned to see Takashi had already lifted the woman off the ground and had her pinned against the wall; her legs wrapped around his waist. "Oh, sure. Now he's straight."

"That reminds me," Kyoya grabbed Hikaru by the arm. "Can I have some condoms?"

"Don't you have any?"

"Used them." Kyoya frowned.

Hikaru shook his head. "You don't need anymore, we are going home."

"I'll just go bareback; the likelihood of preggers is the square root of purple." Kyoya began to walk off.

"Nononono!" Hikaru grabbed Kyoya by his pants loop. "Stay! No more women tonight."

Kyoya nodded and Hikaru ran to grab Takashi.

"We have to go now." Hikaru grabbed Takashi's arm.

"I want to play." Takashi grinned. "Boobies are fun, right?"

Hikaru grabbed Takashi by the ear and pulled him along to the bar. "Where'd Kyoya go?"

Takashi looked around and then pointed several feet away where Kyoya was talking to a man. The other man was nodding and pushing Kyoya up against the bar.

"KYOYA!" Hikaru yelled.

Kyoya blinked and then turned to the man. "That's right. Hika is always saying if I'm to fuck a guy it should be him."

"Pity." The man sighed.

Hikaru dragged both men out of the club and to his car. He managed to shove them both into the backseat and started down the road.

Kyoya began laughing and reached into his pocket. "It tickles!" he held up a vibrating cell. "It's from Haruhi!" He grinned. "Oh I have to text. She needs to know, I'd be her Yoda any day and she's my moonbear."

"Mori, get that cell!" Hikaru yelled. He heard a scramble in the back seat and then Kyoya's cell was tossed onto the front passenger's seat.

"Takashi!" Kyoya yelled. "I wanna text!"

"Hikaru said no," Takashi stated, as he continued to pin Kyoya down to the backseat.

"Why the hell are you two nearly naked?" Hikaru asked, though he wasn't complaining.

"Kyoya was, and I wanted to be naked with him." Takashi answered.

"Can't actually blame you for that one," Hikaru muttered.

"Used my shirt to get the cum off some girls face. My shoes weren't letting me dance. And my belt asked to stay in the bathroom." Kyoya stated matter-of-factly.

"It asked?" Hikaru peered over his shoulder.

"It wanted to stay with my boxers," Kyoya told him.

"Oh, because that makes sense." Hikaru sighed. "Why the hell did you drink that drink Kyoya?"

"Takashi wanted my drink," Kyoya told him. He grunted as Takashi ended up straddling him.

"Well just great, now what are we supposed to do?" Hikaru looked in the rearview mirror. "What are you two doing?!"

Takashi shrugged.

"For the millionth time, if anyone's having sex with Kyoya, it's going to be me." He looked again. "Though I wouldn't say no to a threesome."

"We've already had a threesome." Kyoya snorted. Takashi looked down at him.

"I thought that didn't count." Hikaru frowned. "…You're at that talkative place you get to when you get high, aren't you?"

"You two had a threesome?" Takashi asked.

"Tattoo lady wanted to fuck me so we brought her home, but when she tried to ride me it hurt sooooo bad." Kyoya laughed. "So she sucked me off while he took her from behind."

Takashi stared at him.

"Ask him anything." Hikaru laughed from up front. "He seriously won't shut up."

"Whose name did you call during sex with Renge?" Takashi asked.

Kyoya snorted. "Haruhi's…which was weird cuz Renge thought Haruhi was a guy at the time."

"Which is also why Renge slapped the shit out of Kyoya when she found out Haruhi was a girl." Hikaru turned the car and sent both men to the floorboard. "Can you two please put on your seatbelts, it's not safe."

"You're not safe." Kyoya giggled.

"Shut it!" Hikaru snapped.

"Hika didn't." Kyoya giggled more. "Hika screwed that girl and the condom came off."

Takashi looked over to Hikaru.

"It was one mistake. Everything will be fine. She was fine tonight." Hikaru told him. "I think I like it better when you tell your secrets."

"I like peanut butter." Kyoya grinned broadly.

They were outside Kyoya's condo when Takashi began laughing and clutching at his leg. Hikaru frowned and dug into Takashi's pocket and pulled out his cell. It was a text from Tamaki: Hey, can you call? Hikaru shoved the cell into his own pocket and opened the door to the place. Both Kyoya and Takashi headed straight for the kitchen. Hikaru sighed and he felt a pocket vibrate. He pulled out the mass of cells and saw that there was a text on both Kyoya's cell and his cell.

Hikaru looked at Kyoya's first, it was from Haruhi: Are you okay? I was worried about you. Tamaki told me what he did, and I've already smacked him in the head for it. Just please don't take it out on Mori. Hikaru sighed and hit reply: We just left the club. Takashi's a bit drunk and Hikaru's being an idiot, but we're fine. Hikaru hesitated and then put: Don't worry your pretty head over me. Then he pushed send.

He then looked at his cell to see that Kaoru had texted again: Please text. I'm worried. I just have this bad feeling and I want to make sure you're okay. Hikaru's finger hovered over the reply button, but a crash followed by laughter diverted his attention.

Takashi slammed another plate down into the floor, laughing as it shattered. Kyoya laughed as well, tossing a bowl down.

"Stop that!" Hikaru grabbed a plate from Takashi.

"We want pizza." Kyoya grinned.

"No, it's too far away, and it doesn't deliver this late," Hikaru told them. He grabbed a tiny broom and dustpan from under the sink. "Get out of here, I'll find something to make as soon as I clean this up."

Kyoya grumbled as they both went into the living room. He collapsed onto the couch and there was a crash. He looked over to see his laptop over turned with a giant crack in the middle of the screen. "I have two screens now!" Kyoya laughed. He leaned back and his hand touched a kendo stick. He pulled the stick up and swung it. He frowned and then stood, swinging it in wider movements. The last movement caught Takashi on the head.

Kyoya laughed as he watched the tall man rub his head. Takashi looked up and smacked Kyoya in the head.

Hikaru sighed as he tossed the broom and dustpan aside. He grabbed two candy bars from the cabinet and looked in the fridge for some water. He paused as he yet again felt his pocket vibrate. He sighed and pulled out his cell to see another text message, this time it was from Haruhi. Kaoru is really worried about you. Can you please just call him so I can go home? Tamaki's really pissing me off.

Hikaru stared at his phone. Everything inside of him wanted to call his brother. He wanted his brother to help him get through this mess, or possibly help him come up with ways to mess with the two sexy gods in the next room. Hikaru stared at the cell, completely oblivious of the antics in the other room.

In the living room, Takashi bounced on the couch as he held a kendo stick. He made a running leap over to the chair, while swinging his stick at Kyoya. Kyoya ran along the floor in a slanted line and then jumped onto the couch; his own kendo stick raised high.

Hikaru leaned against the counter and began typing on his cell to his brother. Haruhi said that you're freaking out and to tell you that I'm okay. His finger hovered over the send button for a moment before he sighed and sent it anyway. A moment later his cell vibrated in his hand, signaling a message from the red haired twin. Will you at least call if anything happens?

"Yeah, yeah." Hikaru muttered as he typed it into his cell and sent it off to his brother. He sighed and put his cell back in his pocket. He wasn't sure when would be a good time to call Kaoru. At the moment he had a drunk guy and a high guy in his living room. Kaoru probably would lecture him more than help him at this point. Hikaru turned his head as he heard a loud thud in the other room. He groaned and headed for the living room, half hoping that one of them had passed out on the floor.

Kyoya was sprawled out on the floor while Takashi stood over him with a kendo stick. Hikaru stopped and his eyes widened when Kyoya sat up holding his nose, while blood seeped through his fingers. Takashi turned and Hikaru could see the blood on the kendo stick.

"Kyoya!" Hikaru raced for the raven haired man.

Kyoya snickered as blood poured out of his nose. "It doesn't even hurt."

Hikaru grabbed the stick from Takashi and threw it by the door. He took another look at Kyoya before racing to the bathroom for a wet rag to stem the flow of blood. Hikaru rushed back and crouched over Kyoya, while holding the rag in place over Kyoya's nose.

"Hold this," Hikaru told Kyoya.

Kyoya blinked; his eyes were unfocused.

"Kyoya!" Hikaru yelled. He grabbed Kyoya's hand; forcing Kyoya to hold the rag in place. He searched Kyoya's eyes, but Kyoya still made no response.

Hikaru jumped as loud music blared behind them. Takashi stood next to the stereo, and moved along with the beat. Hikaru stared at the suddenly exuberant man. Takashi jumped on to the couch as a guitar solo hit and began doing the movements of a bass player. Hikaru turned his head to check the flow of blood. Almost immediately he heard a crash: Takashi had fallen over and taken the couch with him.

"Seriously?" Hikaru yelled at Takashi. He turned back around and sighed. "What the hell would Kyoya do in this situation?"

Kyoya snorted; spraying flecks of blood everywhere.

Hikaru grabbed the rag from Kyoya. "Mori-come hold this." He held the rag out to Takashi. Takashi unsteadily rose to his feet and made his way over to the two. He took the rag and fell to his knees in front of Kyoya so he could wipe the blood away. Hikaru looked over Kyoya's face: blood still trickled down, but it was definitely slowing.

Hikaru stood and took out a cell. Mori's: three missed calls. Kyoya's: 2 missed calls and a message from Haruhi. Hikaru opened the message: Are you okay? Don't lie. Just tell me what's wrong. Please. Hikaru stuffed the cell back into his pocket. He contemplated the repercussions of handing Kyoya his cell, but decided Kyoya would inevitably kill him the next day.

Hikaru looked at his own cell to see that no one had messaged or called. He pulled up Kaoru's number and stared at it. He bit his lip wondering if he should call. He took a deep breath and looked over to the other two men. Takashi was straddling Kyoya's legs as he wiped the blood off of Kyoya's face. As soon as he finished Kyoya's face he moved to Kyoya's chest where blood had splattered.

Kyoya turned his head to Hikaru. "We need pizza," he told him. "Or Buttercup will be angry."

"Buttercup?" Hikaru blinked and then raised a brow at Takashi.

Takashi tilted his head in question. "Who?"

Kyoya haphazardly pointed to his left. "Buttercup." He looked at the both of them. "How the hell do you miss a freaking purple penguin?"

"There's a penguin?" Hikaru asked.

"Have you not been listening at all?" Kyoya shook his head. "Buttercup has brought great insight on how the polar caps will effect both of our worlds and habitats."

Hikaru stared at him.

Kyoya sighed. "When global warming melts the caps, the peanut butter will fall from Mount Rushmore into the sea and tabasco sauce will cease to exist."

Hikaru snickered. "Wow. She really knows her stuff."

"She?" Kyoya frowned. He shook his head. "How rude, Buttercup is a guy." Kyoya then looked around before lowering his voice. "And incidentally, can you make sure there are no eggs on the pizza? Eggs freak him out."

Hikaru stared at the dead serious expression on Kyoya's face and took a step back. "I think I will make you a sandwich."

Takashi rose with a sigh and grabbed Hikaru by the arms. "Pi-zza," He said slowly. "I want pizza." Hikaru gulped as Takashi's grip tightened. He stared into those dark serious eyes.

"I can't. It's too far away," Hikaru told him. "They don't deliver this late." Hikaru tensed as he felt arms circle his waist.

Kyoya breathed into Hikaru's ear, "I want pizza."

Hikaru took in a ragged breath. "Kyoya." He breathed in. "is it still considered date rape if I didn't mean to give you the drug?"

"Hmmm?" Kyoya leaned his head against Hikaru's.

"Food," Takashi said as he leaned in closer.

"I….can't…" Hikaru tried again.

Kyoya nibbled on Hikaru's ear. "So…hungry…"

Hiakru gasped. "Fine!" He tried to pull from Takashi's grasp. "I will go get the damn pizza." Takashi let him go, but Kyoya still held him.

"Kyoya? What do you think?" Hikaru turned his head, hoping that maybe Kyoya had regained his senses in the last ten seconds.

"Pizza, we need 17 of them," Kyoya told him.

"Ok then." Hikaru nodded. "We'll go get them."

Kyoya shook his head and let go of Hikaru. "I don't want to go. I want to stay here."

"Mori?" Hikaru looked to the tall man for help.

Takashi stared at Kyoya. "We're both staying here."

Hikaru shook his head. "We all have to go if you want pizza." He grabbed Kyoya's arm. Takashi immediately pushed Hikaru away from Kyoya.

Hikaru looked between the two. "Let's see..." He thought out loud. "Kyoya always says to work on the problem at hand. That working with the flow is better than working against it." He turned on the TV and locked the kitchen door. He pulled his cell out of his pocket and dialed the pizza place's number.

After placing the order, Hikaru took a deep breath and imitated Kyoya's serious tone. "You two are going to sit and watch TV until I get back or you won't get any pizza."

Kyoya and Takashi nodded and dropped to the floor in sitting positions in front of the TV.

Hikaru nodded; his heart racing at the situation at hand. "I'll be right back." Hikaru told them. Both of them ignored him and continued to watch TV. Hikaru shut the door behind him and locked it.

Yes, I am a complete and utter asshole from hell that left it hanging right there. (cue evil laughter and lightning strikes.)

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