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Within My Fantasy	By : cdreaiton Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 5222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: After a very long battle with some serious family issues, I have come back to finish my story! Thanks to Madisuzy and elhbiker for their reviews, oh so long ago…

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Dinner had been a rather quiet affair. Well, as quiet as any length of time can be when one is around the perpetually energetic Tamaki Suoh. The blonde had spent a good portion of the nearly two hour meal talking about ideas he had for some new club activities. The one at the top of the king’s list (and at the bottom of Kyoya’s), was a westernized Christmas party. Tamaki and Haruhi would of course play the part of Mr. and Mrs. Clause while the other host club members spent their time in pointy hats and shoes. Kyoya had let his friend babble about the idea for some time, content to simply ignore the proposition, until the constant repetition of “Wouldn’t my little Haruhi look so cute?!” finally broke him.
“Tamaki, that’s enough. The idea is nice, but we already have an extremely elaborate party planned for New Years, and then we have your kotatsu gathering after that. Adding another holiday party would make things to complicated. Now, I might be convinced to speak to Renge about doing a Christmas photo album or something of the like, but an entire party is too much. Especially since we would be asking our guests to fly back to the school from their holiday vacations.”
Tamaki’s face fell and the famous pout began to show on his lips. Kyoya sighed internally and braced himself for the teary meltdown that always followed one of his ‘never going to happen’ statements. He closed his eyes against the face he knew he could never refuse and waited. And waited. And waited. After nearly half a minute of silence from the other side of the table, Kyoya opened his eyes and looked at the blonde. The amethyst eyes that met his held a question that made them look almost, hard. Kyoya gulped softly.
“Kyoya, why do you hate Haruhi?”
The bluntness of the unexpected question caused Kyoya to reel slightly. His brain was quick with an answer though. It was simple, how could he hate Haruhi when the girl brought in nothing but profit?
“Why do you love her?” Now if only his brain was quicker than his mouth.
Now it was Tamaki’s turn to reel. The blonde recovered faster than Kyoya had.
“Because she is my daughter, silly! She’s smart and clever, she looks out for other people even when they don’t appreciate it, she’s kind and understanding, she’s likes people for who they are and not for what family they’re from or how much money they have, and she’s one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen, even when she dresses like a boy.” The amethyst eyes lost their hard look and became hazy as Tamaki listed off the desirable qualities in his friend.
Kyoya’s heart fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. He may have been smart, and clever, and extremely attractive to his peers, but his day began and ended with the bottom line. And Tamaki knew that. Hearing the blonde talk about how much he loved the qualities in Haruhi that he himself would never posses, broke something deep inside of him.
The hazy look began to leave Tamaki’s eyes as he turned to face Kyoya, expecting a response. Kyoya’s brain took over and gave him one.
“See? With so many things to like about her, how could you possibly think I hate her?” Kyoya pushed his glasses up his nose and gave Tamaki and stern look. The king’s eyes lit up with agreement.
“I know!! She is so wonderful that not even the sun can outshine her…” While Tamaki continued on in his typical exaggerated fashion, Kyoya began to clear away the dishes from their meal. He knew he could call a maid to do it and save himself the work, but it kept his hands busy, his mind on something that wasn’t what Tamaki was saying, and his face from showing just how hurt he truly was.
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It was the same dream as before. Every moment just as divine as the last. He could feel the heat of Tamaki’s breath has he nibbled at the pale flesh of the blonde’s neck. Every nerve in his body exploded in pleasure when he felt soft hands begin to slide across his thighs, inching ever nearer to the aching member that stood erect between them. Kyoya mirrored the blonde’s movements and found his goal, slick and dripping in anticipation and need. He gently stroked up and down the straining shaft, causing Tamaki to arch into his hands, moaning breathlessly.
The sound struck a chord within Kyoya. His hands began stroking faster, curling around Tamaki’s cock and massaging the length as his lips continued work on the neck beneath him. When he felt the blonde begin to climax, he bit softly into Tamaki’s flesh and gave the member in his hands one last, long stroke, causing the king to scream in climax.
As the blonde screamed, Kyoya’s blood ran cold. Fear and pain struck him in the face like ice water, his entire body stiffening as the echo of Tamaki’s scream died away. There was nothing in the entirety of this world that could hurt him as much as that single word had.
Haruhi.
Tamaki’s scream had been for Haruhi.
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